After Yang Mi finished filming the scene, she came back and saw Mu Yu and Meng Xue talking there.

He came over and took Meng Xue's arm: "Aunt Meng, what are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about when my son will marry you home."

Yang Mi:???

The girl was confused on the spot and couldn't figure out what was going on.

Mu Yu covered her face, unable to laugh or cry.

Then, he explained: "Aunt Meng is kidding. She plays Xiao Nai's mother, Bei Weiwei's mother-in-law in the play."

"Harmful."

Yang Mi was also amused and crying: "Why am I going to ask?"

After saying that, she became excited again: "Aunt Meng, you act too, that's the biggest one in our crew."

Meng Xue did not respond, but looked at Mu Yu: "Look at Mi Mi, she doesn't question me. You dare to doubt that I can't act."

"Ahem... I didn't doubt it just now, I was just surprised, surprised."

After chatting for a while, Meng Xue was about to leave: "Mi Mi, don't attend the booth banquet tonight. Go to my place with Xiaoyu."

Yang Mi nodded obediently: "Yeah, we both want to go there."

"Okay, then let's do it first. I have something to do, so I'll go back to the company first."

"Goodbye Aunt Meng!"

Mu Yu and Yang Mi shouted in unison.

When Meng Xue walked away, the two looked at each other.

"Ni Mu, what have you done? I made Aunt Meng so happy that she actually invited us to dinner again."

"I did nothing. Aunt Meng asked me to play against her just now."

"Oh? Tell me."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yu repeated what he said during the show.

"Puff...so that's the case. You two are actually planning how to marry me home."

Yang Mi smiled with her eyebrows and poked his abdominal muscles: "I still want me to go home with you during the New Year, I think it's beautiful."

This cute little look, coupled with this white T-shirt and pleated short skirt, looks like a junior.

Seeing Muyu makes me feel itchy.

So he whispered, "Mi Mi, wear this outfit home."

"Ph, pervert, what are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about anything, I just thought this outfit looked good."

"Virtue."

Yang Mi gave him a blank look and said angrily: "I've seen your bad thoughts long ago."

"hey-hey."

Just then, Dong Fangfang came over and said, "Sister Mi Mi, it's time to play."

"OK."

Yang Mi responded, then looked at Mu Yu: "Mu Mu, I'm going, wait for me here."

"Yeah, come on."

......

The first day of shooting ended very early because I had to pack up and have a start-up banquet.

And Mu Yu and Yang Mi don’t need it.

After the show, I didn’t even take off my makeup. Anyway, it was an urban drama, which was similar to my usual makeup and was more refined.

After leaving the set, I drove directly to Meng Xue’s house.

I paused at the entrance of the community and the security guard called to confirm before letting go.

Enter the yard.

Mu Yu parked the car and came down to say hello: "Aunt Meng."

"Aunt Meng."

Yang Mi also ran over and held her arm affectionately.

"Let's go, the meal is just ready, and I'm waiting for you to come."

"Wow, I seem to smell the smell of the rice, slap."

Yang Mi looked very greedy, stupid and a little cute.

After the three of them entered the house, they did not bother with the nanny, but served the dishes together.

Busy, quite like a family.

Mu Yu looked at the six dishes and one soup on the table and said, "Aunt Meng, why can't I finish eating so many dishes?"

"Mi Mi and I eat less, and you can't waste the rest."

"ah?"

“Great.”

Yang Mi covered her mouth and laughed, then said, "What, Aunt Meng loves you."

After saying that, she patted her head: "You shouldn't call me Aunt Meng, you should call me Mom, right?"

Mu Yu gave her a blank look: "What nonsense? You can't block your mouth if you have food."

"Hey, I'm telling the truth. "Weiwei" has not been completed, you are Aunt Meng's son."

"Okay, stop fighting."

Meng Xue stopped the two of them and continued, "Hurry up and don't be cold. If you have something to do, let's talk about after dinner."

The lights in the restaurant are bright, but not dazzling and very soft.

The three of them sat around the table, talking nonsense, but they were very warm.

"Little fish, eat more meat."

Meng Xue picked up two pieces of meat for Mu Yu and said pamperingly: "Your height can weigh a few more pounds."

"Thank you, Aunt Meng, I'm already very heavy, two pounds heavier than the standard weight."

Yang Mi interrupted: "I think Aunt Meng is right. You should eat more. Anyway, the meat doesn't grow on your face, so you won't be afraid of being photographed."

As she said that, she poked her face: "I'm different. If I get fat, my face will be round in the camera."

"It's cute if you're round."

Looking at the intimate interaction between the "young couple", Meng Xue's smile became even stronger.

If it were put before, she might not be able to accept that her son would marry an actor as a wife.

At least you can't be a big wife.

But now, I’m thankful to see Mu Yu, and I’ll let him do anything else.

"Aunt Meng, you can eat too."

Yang Mi picked up a chopstick dish for Meng Xue.

"Eat, I feel a little better today than usual."

"Hey, if you have a good appetite, eat more."

Half an hour later.

The nanny packed the dining table, and the three of them came to the living room and sat down to chat.

"Xiaoyu, Mi Mi, are you two together?"

"Um."

Mu Yu did not dodge and nodded seriously.

Yang Mi was a little shy and buried her head and looked at her legs.

Meng Xue pulled her hand and held it: "What a shy thing? I think it's good. You two are very suitable. And I'm not an old antique, so I don't object to your relationship. Even if you want to announce it, I won't stop you. It's up to you to consider it yourself."

As soon as these words were spoken, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I had long known that Meng Xue knew about their relationship, this was the first time that it had been put on the surface.

Since they agree, they don’t have to hide it in the future.

"Thank you, Aunt Meng, I met such a good girl for the first time in my life. I never thought of letting go and I would marry her home sooner or later."
To be continued...