For Tang Yu, stardom was an unattainable star.
She never considered herself the pampered lady of the Ye Family.
So, it was more like she wasn't a good match for him.
"What are you doing here?" Tang Yu frowned, "Didn't I tell you not to come to the set? Ye Sihan is the investor of this drama!"
Right now, she was like a frightened bird, terrified of provoking Ye Sihan.
"What am I doing? I'm just here to bring you a meal, is that a crime? Come on, let's go eat in mom's car." Yu Zhaohui, ignoring everything, pulled Tang Yu towards the car.
Yu Zhaohui drove an SUV, with a spacious back seat, where she laid out the meal on a built-in tray.
Tang Yu looked at it and felt very troubled inside.
And she had even less of an appetite to eat.
"Why just look? Eat!" Yu Zhaohui shoved chopsticks into her hand, "There's also the soup mom made for you, all your favorite dishes."
Tang Yu knew there wasn't a mother in the world who didn't love her child.
