After what happened last night, An’an felt sowhat awkward looking at Su Yan. Her response was much more restrained than usual: "Yu Shen asked to go out for breakfast..."
Su Yan’s brow suddenly furrowed. An’an glanced at him carefully, walked past him, changed her shoes by the door, and said sowhat stiffly, "...I’m going out."
Su Yan said nothing. He listened to the sound of the door closing, returned to the dining room, and looked at the still-steaming breakfast on the table. His fists clenched tightly and ca down heavily on the marble table. The milk in the glass cup even bounced up and splashed onto the table.
He wanted to imprison her in his world, just the two of them, no matter their identities, so they could be together forever.
As soon as An’an walked out of the door, she let out a sigh of relief. After what happened last night, she always felt particularly oppressed when she saw him. It was a strange feeling, and she didn’t know why. Perhaps it was because she never expected such a thing to happen, so it was hard for her to accept it for a while.
When she went downstairs, Rong Yushen’s car was parked by the roadside. An’an got into the car, took off her mask, and looked at him with a smile, asking, "You’re up so early?"
"Were you still sleeping? I didn’t an to bother you on your day off."
An’an was a bit afraid of leaving a bad impression on others, so she hurriedly said, "No... I usually get up around this ti too."
Actually, she typically slept until noon. If Little Uncle wasn’t at ho, she could sleep until evening.
After all, when working, she got very little sleep. It was rare to lie comfortably on her own big bed. Besides, she was never a diligent person to begin with.
Rong Yushen no longer had the unruly aura of his younger days and gave off a very genteel vibe. An’an couldn’t be too casual in front of him. She spoke and acted with extra caution.
It felt sowhat like the old days. She always paid special attention to her image in front of him, not daring to eat heartily or laugh out loud. Every word and action was mindful of others’ opinions.
Or more accurately, she had always lived this way. As an actor, sotis it’s not just about acting in plays; in life, she was used to performing too. In front of people she didn’t like, she had to smile and always be mindful of her image. Only in front of Little Uncle and family could she be her truest self.
She didn’t have to care about others’ opinions, nor worry about paparazzi taking ssy photos that would lead to rumors.
She had never regretted following Little Uncle into this industry. With him around, she had never experienced its darker sides. She never faced any unspoken rules. Even when directors had untoward thoughts about her, Su Yan had blocked them all. He had been her shield all along the way.
But she was really tired. Sotis she just wanted to be an ordinary girl, to get married and have children with soone she liked...
"This shop is run by my relative. It’s a very authentic Chinese-style breakfast place."
After driving for about twenty minutes, they stopped in front of a shop. He explained to her thoughtfully.
Actually, she had spent very little ti living in this area. Mostly, she was filming in different places. Even though the shop was just a twenty-minute drive away, An’an had rarely been to this street and naturally didn’t know there was a breakfast place here.
He got out of the car, walked around to her side, opened the car door for her, and said with a smile, "I rember you used to like eating buns. The taste here is pretty good."
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