Jiang Ci looked down at him and said slowly, "You miss her?"

"Yeah." Xiao Haohao nodded vigorously, with shyness hidden in his big black eyes, he said in a milky voice, "Haohao misses his mother."

"Mom?" Jiang Ci half-squinted and looked strange.

"Yes." Xiao Haohao nodded honestly again, "That day, she said she was Haohao's mother." Xiaohaohao was talking about the day Su Yue told Dazhuang that she was his mother.

"Oh." Jiang Ci leaned lazily on the back of the chair, he took out his mobile phone, "Call your mother." She hadn't contacted him all day, it was too much!

When Su Yue received the call, she happened to be gathering with the director and others to discuss the script.

"Hey?"

The next second, on the other end of the phone, came the child's milky and timid voice, "Mom, Dad asked Haohao to call you."

Su Yue was stunned for a while, then greeted the director and the others, and then went out to answer the phone.

"Hao Hao." This was the first time she heard Xiao Haohao call her mother, and she felt all kinds of feelings in her heart, and her joy slowly gained the upper hand.

She knew that Xiao Haohao was not Jiang Ci's biological son, not to mention that at the beginning, Jiang Ci was jerky even kissing, and the book also mentioned that Jiang Haoyan was just an adopted son. She never asked Xiao Haohao to change her words, because she knew that although the little guy was still young, he had his own ideas. Unexpectedly, the little guy suddenly changed his tune to her.

"Haohao is here, so is my father." Xiao Haohao's immature voice came from the other end of the phone, crisp.

The corners of Su Yue's lips couldn't help curling up, "Haohao has anything to tell me?"

"Today, the teacher praised Hao Hao for being good and can write his own name." Xiao Hao Hao pointed at the phone, his immature voice was a little loud, as if he wanted to tell Su Yue clearly.

"Haohao is great, have you got the little red flower?" Su Yue stood outside the door, leaning against the wall, looking at the layers of green trees outside, in a good mood.

"Take it, Haohao has three big red flowers and one toffee, and Da Zhuang only has one red flower." Xiao Haohao spoke a little quickly, eager to show off and ask for praise.

"Haohao is so powerful. When I go back, will Haohao show me your big red flower?"

"Here, Haohao will show it to mother." Xiao Haohao said timidly, a little shy.

"Okay." Su Yue smiled and rolled her eyes.

"Su Yue!" In the next second, a man's voice of clear magnetism came from the other end of the phone, as well as a cold laughter.

Su Yue leaned against the wall with one foot on the ground, and replied softly, "Yes."

Jiang Ci snatched the phone from Jiang Haoyan's small hands and turned off the public office, "Arrival location, accommodation arrangements?" In fact, when she moved into the villager's house, the assistant had already sent him a message, informing him .

"It's all arranged." Thinking of something, Su Yue praised him, "The two assistants you arranged for me are very capable."

"Satisfied?" Jiang Ci glanced at his son with a puffed face, apparently still wanting to continue talking on the phone with Su Yue, but ignored it, holding the phone lazily and looking out the window.

"Satisfied, where did you hire the two capable people?" Su Yue's dark eyes turned with a bit of probing.

"I'll tell you later. If you're satisfied, then say something nice." Qing Jun's brows were not as cold as they had been all day.

Knowing that Jiang Ci would not tell her now, Su Yue did not continue to test, anyway, he said that he would tell her in the future.

"Aao, I miss you a little bit." Now that she is quiet, she really misses Jiang Ci a little bit. It seems that she usually stays with him every day, and has never tried to be separated for such a long time.

Jiang Ci's dark eyes were dyed with a small smile, listening to Su Yue's gentle and soft whispering in her ears, but her ears were itchy, and even her chest was a little more itchy, like being used by a milk cat. Soft paws scratched.

His thin lips twitched, and he said lazily, "Little liar, don't think I'll call me yet?" He didn't even have a single message all day.

Su Yue blushed, "I want to call you tonight." She was still busy with the script, and she couldn't remember it for a while.

With a snort, Jiang Ci didn't blame her, "I heard someone else's voice just now." Especially the voice of the man talking to her.

"It's the director and the male lead, and some other actors, we're working on the script."

Jiang Ci's eyes darkened, and he said as a matter of course: "Then you send me the script." He was busy recently, and he forgot to read Su Yue's script.

Tsk, making out scenes, kissing scenes, she didn't even think about it, she couldn't hold hands, and she couldn't even touch her body.

No, not even close, preferably one meter apart.

Su Yue didn't know that Jiang Ci had all kinds of thoughts in an instant. She smiled and replied, "Well, I'll send you the electronic version later."

Chapter 82

The next day, there was a rooster crowing in the village, and the mountains were haunted by the early morning fog, making it extraordinarily quiet.

When Su Yue woke up, Sheng Yan had already made breakfast. Sheng Yan was also in charge of last night's dinner. After tasting her cooking skills, Su Yue had to admire that the two people sent by Jiang Ci were almost almighty.

The crew set up several tents for rest in the open space, one of which is the actor's dressing room and dressing room.

At this moment, Chu Mengyun sat down in front of the makeup mirror, her expression not very good-looking.

Chu Mengyun's family is not very wealthy, but she has never lived in such a harsh environment. The villager's house she borrowed yesterday looked like the best-renovated house in the village. I heard that this family's house was renovated only the year before. Unexpectedly, when I entered the house, not to mention that the children's clothes were littered everywhere, and there was even a lot of garbage on the ground. Obviously, the family was accustomed to this and didn't take it seriously at all.