Yue tingfeng was a little resentful towards the end of his sentence. A week ago, Yan qingsi did not allow Yue tingfeng to visit her at the set when she felt that the filming was about to end, nor did she allow him to stay in a hotel with the child.
He hadn't seen his wife for a week, and it didn't feel bad to go home alone every day.
"Soon," Yan qingsi laughed."Be good and wait for me at home."
"I'll go pick you up?"
"What's there to pick up? I'll be back soon. You stay at home and look after the almonds."
"Almond, mom's watching over you. Why don't I bring him along to pick you up?"
"Stop messing around," Yan qingsi chided."My scenes are over in three days. Wait for me at home. Don't make the almonds thin."
"Oh ... Alright ..."
Yan qingsi heaved a sigh of relief after hanging up.
There were only three days left before the killing, and she should go home.
By the time they reached home, it would be useless for Helan xiuse to play any tricks.
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