Xu Qin felt uncomfortable and aggrieved, but when she saw how much Song Yan loved children, her heart softened.

Not long after giving birth, Xu Qin's face was still very pale: "Husband, we haven't named the child yet."

Song Yan glanced at the child and said, "I have already thought of a name for the child, Song Zhixu. You should take good care of your child now, and take good care of our child when you feel better."

Song Yan tucked in the quilt for her, and after a while he said he was busy with work.

In the evening, he ordered a takeaway of fish soup for Xu Qin: "Qinqin, drink more. You are weak now and need more nourishment."

"Don't worry, our daughter is very cute. I will get better soon. No one answered my call last night."

"You know, my job requires me to respond to calls even in the middle of the night. You just gave birth to a child, while others may be in danger of life and death in a fire. You have to understand me."

"I know everything. I won't hold you back." Xu Qin felt disappointed, but she didn't want to make things difficult for Song Yan.

The little baby next to him woke up and started crying loudly.

Xu Qin quickly picked him up and coaxed him. Song Yan opened the takeaway and scooped a spoonful of fish soup with a plastic spoon and fed it to Xu Qin's mouth.

"Thank you for your hard work, Qinqin. I'll feed you."

The bed next to her was also occupied by a pregnant woman who had just given birth.

"Look at other people. Their husbands feed them after they give birth, but you only hire a nurse who doesn't even come. Are you so busy at work? You don't even take care of your child." The woman in the bed next to me was on the phone with a sharp voice.

Xu Qin's mood suddenly brightened. No one could treat her better than Song Yan.

From then on until she was discharged from the hospital, Song Yan only occasionally came to accompany her to eat takeout. The snoring and grinding of teeth in the ward at night made Xu Qin unable to sleep well, and she still had to take care of the child during the day.

On the day Xu Qin was discharged from the hospital after spending half a month in the hospital, he looked haggard and seemed to have aged five or six years in an instant.

It's not like she hadn't complained before, but Song Yan always comforted her with a few words.

"My aunt said that every woman has to have children, and you just have to get through it. You're not working now, you're just taking care of a child. I work so hard every day and I don't complain to you."

Xu Qin bit her lip, her eyes were red, and she felt aggrieved while holding the child.

"I'm just too tired. I can't sleep well at night. My child makes a fuss at night."

"Now that you're home, I'll help you take care of the baby. Don't cry like a child. Don't cry during the confinement period. I feel bad for your eyes and I'm afraid you'll have confinement diseases."

Xu Qin threw herself into Song Yan's arms: "I've been under a lot of pressure recently, so I'm in a bad mood. Only you can tolerate my temper."

"It's good that you know. If you keep throwing a tantrum like this, I won't go home. Now the rent of this house is paid by me. You should know that it's very hard for me." Song Yan frowned with a cold face.

"Yeah, let's go home."

Two years later, Mu Yan held a personal painting exhibition, not for auction, but purely for appreciation and communication.

There was a banquet in the evening and Mu Yan and Meng Yanchen went together.

After putting on makeup, Mu Yan changed into a silver waist-baring backless dress, which perfectly set off her graceful figure and skin as white as snow. Her long hair was slightly curled and pinned to her ears with diamond hairpins. The hem of her skirt was inlaid with pearls and gems, and it sparkled with every step she took.

The cufflinks that matched Meng Yanchen's suit today and Mu Yan's diamond necklace were a set of jewelry. When he was silent, there was a hint of alienation on his face. When facing Mu Yan, he raised his brows and smiled, handsome and noble.

Meng Yanchen frowned slightly and glanced at Mu Yan's back. Before going out, he took out a light-colored brocade shawl and helped Mu Yan put it on.

"It's a little cold outside. If it gets hot later, I'll hold it for you."

Meng Yanchen thought: my wife is so beautiful that I want to hide her and look at her by myself.

Meng Yanchen took Mu Yan to the Maybach parked at the door and helped her open the door. There was a driver driving today.

Arriving at the banquet hall, Meng Yanchen took Mu Yan's arm and walked to the lounge area.

"Honey, I'll come to you after I finish talking about work. There's dessert next to you. Do you want to eat anything?"

"I'll get it myself later, you go ahead and do your work."

Meng Yanchen took her hand and kissed her on his lips, and then they went to a group of CEOs in suits.

Mu Yan had eaten before coming, so she was not hungry now. She took a glass of champagne and leaned lazily on the single sofa. Her exquisite face and innate noble and arrogant aura made all the eyes that looked at her pause and couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

There were very few people who chatted with Mu Yan, and those who did were friends or classmates she knew.

At this moment, a lady accidentally knocked over a red wine glass. She was startled and quickly took a step back.

After the little incident, a woman wearing hotel work clothes and a mask came over quickly to clean up.

Tian Yanzhu said in a gossipy tone: "The one cleaning is Xu Qin. She has had a hard time in the past few years. She takes care of the children and does housework. She also lost her previous job at the hospital and can only work part-time. Her aunt dislikes the girl she gave birth to and doesn't want to take care of her. Song Yan eats chicken legs and gives her bones to chew on. He says he loves her. Xu Qin no longer has the aura of a heroine."

"Maybe some people like to dig wild vegetables." Mu Yan shook the water in the cup nonchalantly.

"Hey, Mommy, can I not go to kindergarten?"

"Sure, you're not a child anyway. How about we say you skipped a grade and took extra classes at home to become a child prodigy?"

"Oh my god, this is a really good idea. Zhuzhu loves her master so much."

Mu Yan deeply feels that the purpose of having abilities is to live more freely.

"Hello, Miss. This is my business card."

A middle-aged bald man handed Mu Yan a business card.

"Not interested." Mu Yan said coldly.

Wang Desheng, the general manager of Jingxu Entertainment, took a liking to Mu Yan at first sight. If she entered the entertainment industry, he could just give her some resources and he would be able to play with her whenever he wanted.

There was a flash of anger, greed and brilliance in Wang Desheng's eyes.

"I'm the general manager of Jingxu Entertainment. I think you are very beautiful, young lady. You can consider entering the entertainment industry. I happen to have a fairy tale drama in my hands, which is very suitable for your appearance."

"unnecessary."

"I suggest you consider it..."

Mu Yan just stood up and left. There was no need to say more to someone who couldn't understand what she was saying. She was not interested in filming. Every world was a play to her, and she was immersed in the experience.

After browsing the dessert area, Mu Yan picked up a piece of strawberry cake.

Before she had taken a few bites, a woman with flaming red lips and bright looks started talking to her.

"I haven't seen you before. Hello, my name is Mingci."

"Hello." Mu Yan said in a flat tone.

"Do not you know me?"

"do not know."

Mingci's expression was cold for a moment, and then his smile became brighter: "You may not pay attention to movies and TV series, but I just won the Best Actress award this year. I see that you are also very beautiful. Have you ever considered developing a career in the entertainment industry?"

"Don't you have any barriers to entry in the entertainment industry? Just now a bald guy invited me. It's like a pyramid scheme that he invites others to join his company so easily. I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out in the future."

Mingci:......

The bald Wang Desheng, who was eavesdropping on their conversation not far away, had a gloomy expression on his face.

Mingci smiled more kindly: "You may have misunderstood. We all signed in with regular entertainment companies. It's also because you look so good that ordinary people can't become stars."

"Oh, as long as you think it's formal, are you and that bald guy married?"

"How is that possible!" Mingci's voice rose a few notches.

"But you are pregnant with his child. If you don't believe me, why don't you go and check it out?" Every word Mu Yan said was like a bomb. Mingci was indeed pregnant with a child, and the blood guide was the bald man.

Mingci's face was filled with horror. The actress' fake smile broke, and the wine glass in her hand slipped and shattered on the ground. She was so scared that her body trembled: "You are talking nonsense, it's impossible, I will sue you for defamation."

After saying this, she picked up her skirt and hurried away, her back looking like she was fleeing in panic.

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