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Chapter 43 Indus Studio
The melted snowflakes on the scarf felt cold on the skin, Jiang Yuanan lovingly touched her head: "Got it~"
"what happened?"
Ruan Congyan couldn't speak, just cried, she sighed, and then comforted her: "It's okay, it's their biggest loss that they didn't choose us Yanyan."
"Mom only remembers that you were a little cry when you were a child, and you haven't cried much when you grow up. You must have suffered a lot of grievances today, right?"
Jiang Yuanyan put the box in her hand on the table next to her, held her shoulders and pulled her away, and wiped her tears: "It's all my fault. Back then, I was too straightforward, too proud, and my relationship with my colleagues was so tense. Otherwise, we Yanyan wouldn't have to work so hard, we should have made our mark in the circle long ago."
"No." Ruan Congyan shook his head, breathing heavily, and repeated: "No."
Seeing her crying and breaking down, Jiang Yuanan felt distressed and pinched her nose: "Don't cry, it will be very hard when you get sick..."
Ruan Congyan lowered his eyes, covered his mouth, and forced himself to slow down.
After a while, she wiped her eyes, picked up the red self-heating hot pot on the table, and walked to the kitchen: "I'll cook hot pot for you."
Jiang Yuanyan was startled, then followed her back and shouted happily: "You really let me eat?"
"Hmm." Ruan Congyan's voice was still nasal, and he also pursed his lips into a smile, with tears streaming down the corners of his eyes and falling on the box: "I'll also fry an egg for you."
"Okay~" Jiang Yuanyan obediently sat down on the chair like an old child and looked at her busy back. She coughed twice, then laughed: "I won't eat it if it's fried."
"I know, it won't burn..."
There were tears dripping on the rim of the pot, running down the hot sides and evaporating.
The golden fried eggs are still steaming, and the aroma combined with the spicy aroma from the hot pot makes people's index fingers move.
Ruan Congyan used a large celadon bowl, and she pushed it in front of Jiang Yuanan, and handed her chopsticks, as if there was light shining in her eyes: "Taste it."
"Ah~"
"Eggs are still runny, our Yanyan fried them really well~"
Jiang Yuanyan's mouth was full of oil, but the lines at the end of her eyes were raised. Ruan Congyan gently wiped off the oil stains around her mouth, and suddenly felt that the spicy taste was too eye-catching.
When she finished eating, she put down her chopsticks, and suddenly raised her head and said earnestly: "I don't know what you will do after I leave?"
"What are you talking about?" Ruan Congyan's eyes turned red instantly, and she stood up: "Let's go to the hospital."
"No need." Jiang Yuanan stood up with her while supporting the chair, and breathed a sigh of relief: "People always have such a life, this is fate, I am satisfied in this life, but I am still worried about you..."
She stopped talking and laughed: "Yanyan, help me to bed, I want to sleep."
Ruan Congyan just looked at her steadfastly, looking at her ever-changing kind smile, with silver hair all over her head, reaching out her hand towards him.
She bit her lip, lowered her eyebrows and held the old man's hand, tears streaming down the back of her hand.
Jiang Yuanyan walked slowly into the room, and wiped away her tears with her index finger: "Stop crying, our Yanyan will be the actress in the future, if we cry again, we will lose our eyesight and cannot act."
"Yeah." Ruan Congyan nodded, wiped away tears on the back of his hand, helped her to the bed, and assured her: "You will definitely see the day when I realize my dream."
"Well, Mom is watching you~"
Jiang Yuanyan squeezed her hand, her eyes narrowed slowly, her gaze swept to the house, the room was warm and comfortable, this is the hut where she lived most of her life, she got married here, became pregnant, and finally gave birth to Yan Yan, when she was just born, she was like a little monkey. The two hugged her and wept with joy. They taught her to talk, walk, and her favorite acting. How happy...
The corners of her mouth were raised all the time, her eyes became lifeless, and they were slowly closed with her falling hands.
In the deathly silence in the room, Ruan Congyan leaned weakly on the edge of the bed, holding her hand that was getting cold after falling, just wiping her tears over and over again.
She put her face on the back of her hand, choked up and said: "Mom, I will take care of myself, I will not be bullied again, I will fulfill my dreams, live a good life, and study hard, don't worry ..."
She gasped for breath, covered herself with that cold hand, collapsed and cried at the foot of the bed.
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When receiving a call from a stranger, Wen Wu was just asking Xiao Wu to bring her little wood here, but there was always a faint premonition in his heart.
She hung up Xiao Wu's phone in a hurry, and Ruan Congyan's voice came from the opposite side, but it was barely audible and a little hoarse.
"Senior Wen, I don't know how to deal with the funeral, can you help me?"
When she didn't hear a response, she was a little anxious, and quickly added: "I will repay you..."
Is it because you don't even have a relative you can rely on?
Guessing what it was, Wen Wu frowned slightly, feeling distressed, and slowed down his voice: "Give me the address."
During the whole process of preparing for the funeral, Ruan Congyan's silence made people feel distressed. Only then did Wen Wu realize that she was not busy studying, but that she really didn't have any resources. No.
The funeral was very simple, but the moment the outside world got the news, almost all the people in the circle who had intersected with the Ruan family came.
Wen Wu knows that people in the entertainment circle are warm and cold, so she changed into the mourning clothes that represent her relatives. Ruan Congyan was startled by the many people who came to ask for their health one after another. With the corner of Wen Wu's clothes, he gritted his teeth firmly and said in a small voice:
"Senior, you don't need to do this, you have already helped me a lot."
"It's okay." Wen Wu twisted her messy hair behind her ears, and looked at her gently: "You will be mine from now on."
"Huh?" Ruan Congyan's tired eyes widened in an instant, and he was a little at a loss.
It happened that a familiar voice interrupted the two of them.
Wen Wu turned his head slightly and saw a friend with a good relationship standing next to her, a little surprised: "Why do you..."
"You don't have much social contact with the Ruan family, do you? Why are you here, and..." The friend dressed solemnly looked her up and down.
Wen Wu held down Ruan Congyan's head, gently rubbed her hair, glanced at the reporters who were stopped outside while holding their cameras, and slowly said: "The studio has signed Yanyan, she is now It's mine, the kid doesn't know anything, help her out."
"oh, I see……"
Ruan Congyan raised her head slightly to look at her. She was plain, because she rushed over in a hurry before, and after learning about the situation, she called and contacted her again and again without stopping for a moment. Her complexion was a little pale, but she was still very good-looking.
She lowered her head, her heart was as warm as a stove.
A few people who happened to hear the conversation came over, with sad faces, frowning and comforting her: "Changing from Yan Jie to mourning~"
"Jiang Yinghou has been looking forward to it for more than 30 years and finally got a son. This child has not yet become a talent, why did he leave? Sigh~"
"Little girl, take it easy. Now that you have signed Wutong Studio, you will have a bright future. Make some achievements to show your mother, and she will be pleased in heaven."
……
"En." Ruan Congyan nodded silently, but a familiar figure appeared in front of him.
Fang Min, Xiao Huadan, who is the same age as her, is also a classmate she admires very much.
She thought they were really good friends like she showed, until the moment of Chinese medicine.
She understood the hypocrisy of everything...
"Cong Yan, I didn't expect Aunt Jiang to leave so unexpectedly. You must be very sad now."
As soon as Fang Min blinked, tears fell, he could cry even more than she did, and he was about to hug her after a few steps.
Ruan Congyan retreated reflexively, and pulled the sleeve beside him to cover up his figure a little bit.
Wen Wu took advantage of the opportunity to cover her behind him, and wiped an official smile: "The kid is a little depressed now, go in first, if you really have something to say to me."
Fang Min took a step back in embarrassment, and the elder behind her nodded with a haha:
"The Queen Wen Ying has worked hard."
"It should be, my child..."
……
She protected her under her own wings, both inside and outside, and it didn't take long for a new entry to appear under the hot topic of #江元阿死#.
#Indus Studio Tianding#
#Ruan Congyan's own child#
【Um?Didn't the studio once release a statement to refute the rumors that there will only be one artist, Wen Wu? 】
[Frankly speaking, didn't this studio be set up by the patrons of Queen Wen Ying for her alone? 】
【Wen Wu's own words can be false? 】
[How sad the child's relatives have passed away, but fortunately, the future will not be far away. 】
[I was still knocking on them just now, good guy, so you can be a painless mother right away? 】
[What's the matter with this mother's sense of déjà vu? (cry)】
[They are in the same frame! 】
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The funeral ended very late, Wen Wu accompanied Ruan Congyan and wanted her to rest for a while, but a quiet place seemed to arouse people's thoughts.
Looking at the coffin, she shed tears silently, lowered her head and wiped it with the back of her hand, and then looked at Wen Wu: "Senior Wen, I have troubled you enough, you should go back soon..."
"It's okay, I'll watch it with you." Wen Wu's tone carried an air of refusal, she didn't want to give her any chance to refute, and said softly: "You don't need to call me senior."
"Then my name is Teacher Wen."
Unexpectedly, Ruan Congyan followed suit, and his tone was firm, especially those twinkling grape eyes, which made people feel soft.
"En." Wen Wu nodded, sat closer to her, and began to find some topics to talk about naturally.
"I've seen the movies you made, and they acted very well, but they were all supporting roles that couldn't be less. Do you have no resources?"
"Yeah." Ruan Congyan lowered his head: "I don't have any resources to find me."
She looked up again, as if remembering something, frowning anxiously: "Mr. Wen, the one you said today..."
Wen Wu's fingertips went around her floating hair, and propped himself on the chair again, with his body tilted and the tails of his eyes slightly raised, he interrupted her directly: "I really want to sign you."
Ruan Congyan was stunned, she thought that what she said was just to help her solve the temporary predicament.
Wen Wu propped up her hands and sat back a little bit, the scent wafted over, she glanced at the coffin behind, then looked deeply at her again: "We can sign a contract at that time, I have enough resources to help you reach the highest level I believe your mother is also looking forward to seeing that day."
"But." She paused, pursed her lips and smiled: "I don't know you well enough to know if you have the potential to make me give everything for you."
"Can you tell me about your work in the entertainment industry over the years?"
She bent down, put her elbows on her legs, put her fingers on her face, squinted her eyes and looked up at her seriously.
Ruan Congyan's heart skipped a beat, she bit her lip and made up her mind. She wanted resources, and wanted her family to see the day when she reached the highest point in the sky.
Those who also want to have her idea can no longer bully her.
She bowed her head and spoke out her feelings and experiences from the first time she acted.
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