The Male Main's Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

Su Yayan was stupefied for a few seconds before he realized the meaning of Huo Chenhuan's words. He quickly hugged his arm and said with a smile: "no, no, No. If I have such a powerful husband, what else can I look for? Look for you, look for you. "

Huo Chenhuan laughs and enjoys the flattery from his daughter-in-law.

"I heard that the TV play you were rejected was about ancient opera? How about the script? Have you seen it all? "

"Yes, the script is very good." Just because she's good, she doesn't want to fool around.

With the painstaking efforts of the author of the original work, the crew and the actors, it's better not to shoot just one thing in the end.

Huo Chenhuan thought about it and comforted: "you bring the script tomorrow, they will agree."

Su Yayan looks at him doubtfully, and doesn't understand why he is so determined.

This surprise and doubt continued until the next morning when they set out to find Luo Dao.

"How can you be so sure that he will agree?"

"Although Luo Dao has a bad temper, he loves his wife very much. Basically, he will listen to what his wife says."

"Ha?" Aren't they talking about filming? How to pull Luo daotong's wife suddenly?

"Director Luo's wife is a famous vocal artist, and has a lot of research on opera. She should be very interested in the theme of your play."

Su Yayan was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what Huo Chenhuan said: "do you mean that as long as I can get Mrs. Luo's support, director Luo will be willing to take over the play?"

"Well."

Su Yayan's eyes were slightly bright, and he had more confidence in this trip.

Huo Chenhuan looked at the change of her look, and her lips also rose a little.

It was almost noon when they arrived at Luo's house, and the old couple lived in a modest small apartment building.

It was Luo baogeng himself who opened the door to them when he heard the sound of opening the door. Like the rumor, Luo's Guide looked very serious. His eyebrows suddenly raised at the end of the door, which belonged to the type of self-confidence.

He saw two people Leng for a while, for a while just seem to think of what, low ask a way: "are you looking for Ling Hua?"

Luo baogeng's wife, surnamed song, is Linghua.

"Yes, I'm Xie Jingyi's son. I came to see Aunt song today."

Hearing that he was looking for his wife, Luo baogeng's face eased a little and said, "come in."

As soon as they entered the room, a gentle voice came out: "Lao Luo, who is that?"

"It's Jingyi's child who came to you."

"The quiet child?" As soon as the words came out, an elegant old lady in a light gray cheongsam came out of the inner room.

According to Huo Chenhuan, the old lady should be 60 or 70 years old.

But the years seem to treat the old lady very well. Although it can be seen from her appearance that she is really old, her natural gentle and elegant temperament can make people ignore her age and turn their eyes with her unconsciously.

"I remember." Song Linghua looked Huo Chenhuan up and down, and said with a smile, "are you the youngest son of Jingyi? I called yesterday. Look at my memory. The older I get, the more useless I am. "

Then he saw Su Yayan next to Huo Chenhuan and said, "this is..."

Huo Chenhuan holds Su Yayan's hand: "this is my wife."

Su Yayan is also smart, quickly called: "aunt song is good, uncle Luo is good."