Mr. Xie, please be gentle, the vicious female supporting role really didn't tease you

Tang Wan had never felt that she had slept so soundly. After returning to the villa from "Face to Face with Love", Tang Wan rolled herself into bed and began to sleep, and then slept until noon.

Since there was nothing to do when she got up, Tang Wan just lay on the bed and checked her phone. Thanks to the popularity of "Moonlight", her number of fans increased rapidly.

[When will Tang Wan become a movie queen?] A message was sent in the group at around eight or nine in the morning.

"Tang Wan, it's time for you to start using Weibo. Just post two selfies. Look how long it's been since you last posted on Weibo. Why don't you post one today and promote your new drama at the same time?"

"You can take a rest these two days and adjust your condition."

Tang Wan logged into her Weibo account which she had not used for a long time. Last week, she received a lot of negative public opinions. Her Weibo account was managed by Taozi, because she was afraid that Tang Wan would be sad after seeing those bad comments.

Now everything is calm and Taozi has returned her Weibo account to her.

Tang Wan randomly picked out two selfies from her photo library and posted them online. She said good morning and left them there without paying any attention to them.

She simply washed up, lowered her head to order takeout, and walked outside.

Then I saw Xie Yan there... eating?

Tang Wan subconsciously looked at the furnishings in the room. This was her room for sure, so why did Xie Yan act as if he were entering an empty space when he entered her house? Even boyfriends and girlfriends needed each other's space.

Only distance can create beauty; if two people are too close, conflicts are likely to arise.

Tang Wan was just about to walk over to have a good discussion with Xie Yan about this, when she saw Xie Yan raise his head: "You're awake. I bought sushi and eel rice for lunch today. Come and eat."

If...if I had a boyfriend who was so considerate and gentle and didn't disturb my sleep...that would be fine.

Tang Wan happily agreed to the thank-you banquet's request, washed her hands, and sat at the dining table to start eating.

She opened the box of eel rice and said to Xie Yan with emotion, "I finally understand what it feels like to have someone cook for you. It's so blissful to have a ready-made meal as soon as you get up."

Xie Yan stuffed a piece of tuna sushi into his mouth and raised his head slowly: "It's not me who cooked for you, I also ordered takeout. Someone else cooked for you. Today should be..."

Xie Yan checked the records on his phone: "The Japanese restaurant next door."

Logan: "..."

The emotion of being touched is probably not suitable for thanking the banquet, so she should just eat her meal.

After finishing her meal, Tang Wan was about to ask Xie Yan if he had any plans for the afternoon when she saw Xie Yan lowering his head to reply to a message.

"I'm done eating, then I'm leaving."

Xie Yan threw the phone into his pocket, his expression calm, and looked at Tang Wan.

"The old man called again and said he seemed to be dying and was now in the ICU. He wanted to see me and asked me to go to the hospital."

Tang Wan didn’t know what expression she should make. She stood there in a daze, staring blankly at Xie Yan’s face.

She didn't know what Xie Yan's feelings were towards his father. Although Xie Yan's words last time were brief, he did not express any resentment towards his father. Instead, he seemed more indifferent, as if he was telling someone else's story.

But Tang Wan was very sad and felt wronged for Xie Yan who was treated unfairly at such a young age.

She took Xie Yan's hand and looked at him with gentle eyes: "Then I'll go with you. Wait for me, I'll change my clothes and pack up quickly."

Xie Yan nodded: "Don't worry, maybe it's not the case. He used this excuse to trick me last time."

Tang Wan, who was looking for her bag everywhere, said: "...Ah?"

What kind of story is this about the boy who cried wolf? Aren’t you afraid that if you do it a few more times, he won’t show up for the banquet. Wouldn’t that be counterproductive?

"I said if he wasn't dead, don't call me."

Xie Yan shrugged his shoulders, his expression thoughtful: "I didn't expect that he would really use this excuse every time."

Logan: "..."

No wonder Xie Yan was deceived by the news of his serious illness last time. However, that person is also an honest man. It sounds too unlucky to say that Xie Yan’s father is critically ill every time.

When the two rushed to the hospital, they did not see any scenes of life and death. They only saw a haggard old man in hospital gown sitting on the bed, and next to him were Song Wanru and Xie Jun, who looked haggard as if they were 10 years older.

When Xie Yan, who was following Zhang Jiang, saw this scene, he immediately walked out without looking back.

He thought the old man was really going to die, but he didn't expect that he was lying to him.

"You rebellious son, get back here!"

The old man on the hospital bed started coughing violently after saying a few words. Song Wanru was so scared that she immediately reached out to pat his back.

"You are such an unruly kid. Your father is like this, how can you not have any filial piety at all?"

Tang Wan stood beside Xie Yan and rolled her eyes silently. This blatant behavior of flattery was really too funny. Song Wanru thought she was filming a palace fighting drama here, and she was belittling their Yanyan everywhere.

Tui, a melodramatic bad woman.

"I just went out to see if my shopping has arrived?"

"What is it that you are so worried about?"

Zhang Jiang frowned and glanced at Xie Yan, and even ignored Tang Wan who was beside him.

Xie Yan spoke with confidence, but his words almost pissed off his father who was sitting on the bed.

"The urn. I bought the advanced version specially because I thought I could use it today."

"You...you..."

The old man on the bed was so angry that he almost jumped out of bed to teach Xie Yan a lesson. His eyebrows were raised in anger, and his finger was pointing at Xie Yan. His whole body was shaking like a leaf swaying in the wind on a tree in autumn.

Just when Tang Wan thought he was about to say something like "rebellious son", he suddenly stopped, lay down on the bed, very tired, his voice hoarse and bleak.

"You...can't you just stop going against me? I'm in this situation, and you still want to make me angry, right?"

Xie Yan spoke slowly, his expression calm: "That depends on the situation."

"what's the situation?"

"You can talk properly."

"Why can't I just talk to you nicely? You are obviously useless, yet you still find a little celebrity in the entertainment industry to annoy me, and even show up on TV. Am I wrong? You have grown so powerful now that you don't even come home during the holidays..."

Xie Yan took Tang Wan and turned away, leaving all those annoying voices behind.

Zhang Jiang hurriedly chased after him. Before he could say anything, Xie Yan warned him sternly, "Uncle Zhang, I told you, if he's not dead yet, don't call me..."

"Thank you for the feast, you..."

Urgent footsteps sounded in the corridor. A doctor and a nurse came over here. When they saw Zhang Jiang, they asked anxiously, "Didn't I tell you to pay attention to the patient's mood? Why is he having another heart attack now?"

"He's so old, can't you just let him go?"