"Xiao Jin." She stepped forward and held Xiao Jin's hand. Ou Mengru's voice was friendly and gentle. "Shall we go shopping tomorrow morning? Bring the director and producer to you. I think you look very smart. You can play a guest role. It's an ancient costume film. You should be interested. "

Xiao Jin has been frightened by her. Her thoughts still stay on the phone just now. The whole person is dull.

"Xiao Jin?"

Ou Mengru looked at her, her teeth itching, but she could only calm her with a smile, "you don't understand these in the script. How can I explain to you?" She was a little angry, helpless, and angry. Her tone was long. "I think my little grandmother is so tired."

"Little grandma." Xiao Jin looked at her innocently, "well, I'm just a servant. You don't have to explain to me. Since it's just a script, of course I won't take it to heart. However, you are pregnant and have chosen to stop work. Don't be distracted from the script for the time being. Moreover, it's still such a cruel story. It's sensational to listen to it. It's not good for fetal development. "

"I know you care about me. I'm also afraid of Anxin, so I even answered a phone call." Ou Mengru took Xiaojin's arm and coaxed her, "but I will have a good abortion in the future and don't let everyone worry about me, okay?"

"Well, it's windy outside. Let's go into the living room, young grandma." Xiao Jin is skeptical.

"OK." When ou Mengru saw that Xiao Jin seemed to believe her words, she sighed secretly. Turn around and leave.

The night is getting dark.

In the master bedroom, ou Mengru and Anxin lie on a large and soft double bed. She leans sideways and Anxin hugs her.

Since she was pregnant, Anxin has changed. She goes out late and comes back early, and shows great care for her.

Sometimes a little life can really become the emotional bond between two adults.

Ou Mengru was not sleepy at all. She blinked and stared at the wall reflecting the shadows of the lights. Her mind pulled back to the phone with her brother. How's Baptiste now? Is he dead? If he didn't die, he must have seen his brother? He's not weak. He'll find out.

Distracted, ou Mengru couldn't sleep at all.

In a guest bedroom, Xiao Jin locked the door. She sat cross legged in front of the desk. The main light was off and the desk lamp was on. The light in the room was dense.

She habitually took out her diary, wrote down a date, paused, and began to record something——

Today, I overheard a phone call that surprised me. The young grandmother wanted to kill someone. No, specifically, she has taken action, but the man seems not to be dead.

She said it was just the plot in the script. I know it wasn't. The lady said that the young grandmother stopped work and was trying to fix her fetus. Who dared to ask her to talk about the script?

Who is she going to kill?

Is it the man who sent flowers that day in the hospital?

In fact, it was strange that day. The two people looked at each other strangely, as if they were hiding some secret.

Ah, I only care about whether the child is a young master or not. The young grandmother said on the phone that she was afraid that the man would insist that the child was his.

I think the young master wears a green hat and loves her very much.

What's wrong, young master? Why do you do this?

The young grandmother was born in bliss, and her wife was very kind to her.

……

After writing a long diary, Xiao Jin's mind was released. She put away her diary and fell asleep at ease. She has no friends or relatives, so she has the habit of keeping a diary.