Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

At this time, Tang Xin is looking at the script in his hand.

"The fifth space" has been delayed for nearly two years due to various reasons, so that the film city has now been fully improved.

A few days ago, Ni LAN contacted Yang Ze, Cheng Yi, song Yunzhi and Zhang Bingcheng for her.

Now they are bigger. Some time ago, Cheng Yi won the best actor award. The other two also won many awards in this year.

On the contrary, Tang Xin, who has been silent for a year, is not as hot as them.

One of the most popular is mo Lingkong. Now he can almost be described as red and purple, and his relationship with Qingyan has changed from a fake couple to a real one.

The most surprising thing is that the fans didn't resist their relationship, but they were more blessing, which also made Mo Lingkong's career to a higher level.

So Ni LAN often sighs with Tang Xin - sure enough, little red depends on holding, big red depends on life, if you hit with fire, how you toss will be fire.

"Buckle." The knock on the door pulls Tang Xin out of his mind.

She could guess that song Qinbei was coming. She slowly put down the script, lowered her head and thought for a few minutes. Then she stood up to open the door.

The two doors that used to be the most intimate are now embarrassed to look at each other.

Tang Xin opens the door and signals him to come in.

"What's the matter?"

Looking at her cold expression, song Qinbei felt tight, "I've come to apologize."

"It's about Lindsey. It's about my attitude."

Tang Xin glanced at him, looked at his handsome and familiar face, and suddenly laughed.

She shook her head, her smile was full of bitterness: "Qinbei, you don't have to apologize, your attitude is not wrong."

She turned and looked out of the window, sighed softly, in a very light tone: "you don't remember, so you don't know how old you are, your daughter, you don't remember, so you don't know, what kind of person your child is."

Tang Xin turns around again. She looks at Song Qinbei. This time, it's like looking at a stranger. "Qinbei, I don't care about Linxi's affairs, but I hope she won't affect my children like this time."

"I'll wait for you to remember the rest."

With that, she turned back to the position just now, picked up the script that she had put down and continued to read it seriously.

Song Qinbei opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

His cool temperament, at this moment, just like freezing frost, solidified his whole person.

At last, he turned stiffly and walked towards the door step by step.

On these steps, song Qinbei felt extremely heavy and far away. He wanted to say something, but he also knew that he had no previous memory, and all that he said was futile.

Small glutinous rice just woke up, ran to find his mother, turned around and saw song Qinbei, big eyes did not have the usual joy.

On the contrary, he lowered his head, wore his own little rabbit pajamas, and ran from under the eyes of song Qinbei in the blink of an eye.

Song Qinbei only felt that the wind from the depth of his soul was stinging, making him unable to breathe.

Inside the room, soon came children's laughter. Song Qinbei stood outside, suddenly feeling that he was separated from the world.

"Father." At this time, a distant voice came. Looking up, qian'er was standing not far away.

Song Qin raised his feet to the north and walked over there.