Although An An’s acting skills were not as sophisticated as Little Biscuit, she also reflected the character’s kind and cowardly personality very well.
He Qisheng was very satisfied: “Cut!”
***
At five o’clock in the evening, Gu Yicheng got off work.
When he got home and looked at the empty house, he felt empty inside too.
You know, when he got home from work before, as soon as the fingerprint lock made a sound, the little dumpling who was sliding on the slide in the living room would already run over.
Once, when the child was halfway through running, she remembered that she was not wearing slippers, so she ran back, stuffed her little feet into the slippers, and then came over with a smile.
That little look seemed to be teasing an adult.
Whenever Gu Yicheng saw An An running toward him, he would hug her tightly and then go to find Mo Sui with her.
Most of the time, Mo Sui played with An An, and sometimes, she would go back to the study to read scripts.
Whenever her mother read the script, the little girl would make a ‘hush’ gesture on her mouth and pull her father out, not wanting to disturb her mother.
The father and daughter went to the kitchen together to see what delicious food to cook in the evening.
Such a warm and beautiful family life did not last long, but Gu Yicheng had already gotten used to it.
Now that Mo Sui and An An were not at home, he did not want to stay at home.
Gu Yicheng closed the door and went back to Gu’s house for dinner.
After receiving his call, Cen Yanjun was so happy that she asked Aunt Li to cook a table of delicious dishes.
She sat on the sofa, looking at her watch from time to time, muttering: “Is the traffic congested? Why hasn’t he arrived yet?”
As she spoke, she walked into the kitchen again and said to Aunt Li: “This Yicheng is really something. He didn’t tell us in advance. If he had told us earlier, we could have bought some more vegetables and prepared them well.”
Aunt Li smiled and said, “There are enough vegetables at home.”
As they were chatting, they heard the sound of a car driving into the yard.
Hearing the noise, Cen Yanjun came out excitedly: “An An, Grandma fried some French fries for you—”
Before she could finish her words, she craned her neck to take a look.
The little girl didn’t come, and Mo Sui didn’t come either.
Cen Yanjun asked: “Are you alone?”
The corners of Gu Yicheng’s mouth froze for a moment, and when he raised his head again, he saw his father walking slowly into the yard with his hands behind his back.
The old man walked halfway and looked at him. His eyes swept over his side and the empty car, then he paused and turned back.
Gu Yicheng frowned slightly.
He shouldn’t have come if he knew it.
In this family, Aunt Li, who was busy in the kitchen, was the most hospitable.
She brought out one dish after another, placed them on the table, and invited him to eat.
Gu Yicheng finally had a hot meal. His brows relaxed, and he talked to his parents about An An’s movie filming.
“The little girl is amazing. She can also make movies!” Cen Yanjun said in shock.
Old Mr. Gu lowered his head and ate without saying a word, but he pricked up his ears to listen.
Cen Yanjun said again: “Didn’t she shoot a cheese stick commercial last time? When will it be shown on TV?”
“Although the commercial is short, it also has a certain production cycle.” Gu Yicheng took a sip of soup and continued, “We’ll probably be able to see it next month.”
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