Daily Life of a Villain’s Mother

Ye Fan quickly withdrew her gaze, and she couldn't help pursing her lips, her face paled because she was nervous.

He Han was talking to Sun Qing, he noticed a line of sight, glanced at it inadvertently, but saw that Ye Fan's mood seemed abnormal.

He Han frowned slightly, his eyes flashed slightly, and he spoke to the director without changing his expression.

What happened to Ye Fan? Although He Han was very concerned, there were people around them and they couldn't ask directly.

When the director left, He Han found a reason to stop, Ye Fan had already entered the dressing room.

He Han sank his eyes, took out his mobile phone, and sent Ye Fan a text message.

Ye Fan was in the dressing room, and the mobile phone in his bag suddenly vibrated. She opened the bag, picked up the phone and glanced at it.

It was a text message from He Han.

"Your condition is not very good, do you need me to cheer you on?"

Ye Fan was stunned. She clenched her phone tightly, her knuckles turning white because she was too hard. She got up from her chair, pushed open the dressing room door, and ran out.

She glanced across the aisle, looking for his figure.

He Han was standing at the end of the corridor, his eyes were extremely dark, and when he looked at her, there was deep meaning in his eyes.

The staff came and went, and there was a lot of noise around. Many rooms in this corridor were dressing rooms in the TV station, faintly revealing the smell of cosmetics and perfumes.

Ye Fan, who has always been calm, lost his mind again because of He Han.

The tone in the text message just now was exactly the same as the tone in the email from h.

They all said that He Han is indifferent, he likes acting, and he is always indifferent to other things besides acting.

But the indifferent He Han left a gentle place for her and Dudu in his heart.

A show is about to start recording in the studio next door.

People came and went, looking in a hurry, and the aisles in the Radio and Television Building began to become crowded.

Ye Fan's heart was beating, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of clean snow, like the backstage of the school performance that year.

After becoming an orphan, Ye Fan stepped on the stage for the first time after a major change in her life. She lost all her relatives and was nervous because she had not been on stage for a long time.

At that time, Ye Fan received an email from funder h, a simple sentence.

"Your condition is not very good, do you need me to cheer you on?"

Therefore, Ye Fan was so shocked when he saw He Han's text message. Although she has learned the truth, her emotions have been led by He Han since that day.

Across the crowd, Ye Fan was at a loss, and she didn't know whether to move forward or step back.

She had imagined who H was countless times, and also imagined the scene where they met.

Every fantasy is completely different from the current situation.

And the h, whom Ye Fan admired, respected and grateful for, stood in front of her like this.

She remembered every word of encouragement from h.

"I like your piano sound, you are very talented."

"A good violinist like you can't stop there."

"..."

H has never been a talkative person, but each of his words of encouragement is different. He hoped that Ye Fan could go further and go to the highest and best stage.

He Han suddenly lowered his eyes and tapped the phone screen with his fingers.

At this time, the phone in Ye Fan's hand vibrated again. She looked down.

Immediately afterwards, one text message after another was pushed in.

"I like your piano sound, you are very talented."

"A good violinist like you can't stop there."

"..."

He Han still remembers every word that h ever said.

Ye Fan raised his head and looked at He Han. Because of He Han, her emotions were out of control again. There were faint tears in her eyes, and she seemed to be holding back the tears.

Memories flashed in my mind, came quietly and unexpectedly.

At that time, Ye Fan was standing on the bright stage, surrounded by the lights of the stage. She was able to pick up the violin again, not only because of h's support, but also because of his continuous encouragement.

At that time, He Han was the only motivation that supported her to walk out of the dark night.

But today is different.

The bright incandescent lamp overhead illuminated this place, and the painful past was gone.

He Han and Ye Fan both stood in the light, and they looked at each other in the crowd.

What they hold tightly in their hands is a secret that only they understand.

The show next door started, and the staff quickly left.

The surrounding sounds disappeared, and the corridor was empty again.

Ye Fan stood there and didn't move. At this moment, He Han started and walked towards her.

He Han's eyes locked on her.

Ye Fan was a little flustered, didn't know how to face it, and took a step back subconsciously.

He Han continued to walk forward. Ye Fan stepped back.

Whenever she took a step back, He Han took a step forward.

The distance between the two kept shrinking until Ye Fan stopped.

A cold touch came, and behind Ye Fan was a cold and hard wall.

She has no way back.

He Han suddenly bent his lips and stared at Ye Fan seriously.

She took a deep breath and didn't look away.

He leaned down slightly and looked into her eyes slowly.

He Han is low

His voice fell, and he told her this fact plainly.

"The person you liked for ten years..."

He Han's breath lingered around Ye Fan, completely surrounding her.

His eyes deepened, and the thin lips spat out two words: "It's me."

Chapter 90

It is very quiet here, and every word clearly falls into Ye Fan's ears.

Ye Fan looked at He Han and carefully looked at his facial features.

He Han's familiar voice was low and hoarse, overlapping with the person in her memory.

The person who was once out of reach is now standing in front of her very real.

Ye Fan opened his mouth and wanted to ask something.

However, all her doubts had been answered by He Han's actions just now.

Seeing Ye Fan's startled appearance, He Han couldn't help but smile.

A chuckle fell into the still air.

After a while, the show was about to start, and He Han didn't want them to be too conspicuous.

He Han stood up straight, and his eyes were always on Ye Fan.

A voice came from the dressing room: "Where did Ye Fan go? Did you see her?"

At this time, Ye Fan was relieved, and she realized that this was the Radio and Television Building, and it was easy to be discovered.

Ye Fan looked away, turned around and hurriedly said, "I'll go first."

She hurried to the dressing room, where the door was open and there was light inside. The voices of the players mixed together and came from the air.

He Han watched Ye Fan's back silently, and he didn't start to leave until she entered the room.

The show was about to be recorded, Ye Fan restrained all her emotions, she couldn't let everyone find out that she was different.

After a while, the recording time came, and Ye Fan entered the studio.

There were four players left in total. In addition to Ye Fan, there were also Chang Su, Shen Luoluo and Tang Jin. The four of them stood in the center.

Qi Shu stood in front of them, while the judges sat behind Qi Shu.

Ye Fan subconsciously glanced at the tall and stern figure.

She knew that He Han was sitting there, and among those people, she saw him at a glance.

Ye Fan's eyes fell on He Han, and it happened to meet He Han's eyes.