The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

The sons and daughters of the two old people are already married and do not live with them.

It's rare for a younger generation to come and look for them, and Aunt Song is also very happy: "Hey, don't stand up, come and sit down."

Song Linghua and Huo Chenhuan’s mother were indeed very good sisters, but after they got married, especially after each other had children, they gradually lost contact with each other.

It took a long time for Song Linghua to find out even when Huo Chenhuan's parents died unexpectedly.

"That would suddenly learn about your parents from a senior, we were quite surprised, such good two people, I didn't expect to be so early..."

"Okay, don't talk about it." Luo Baogeng frowned when seeing his wife's sadness, and reminded in a low voice, "The children are still there."

Song Linghua only remembered the death of his parents. Huo Chenhuan was the saddest person, and he hurriedly changed the subject: "You have grown up, and you have your own small family. From now on... let's live your life well."

"Yeah." Huo Chenhuan greeted Song Linghua with a gentle look that was somewhat similar to his mother's, and replied.

Immediately he opened the door and said: "Actually, we took the liberty to bother you today, because there is something we want to ask Uncle Luo for help."

Luo Baogeng was startled slightly: "May I help?"

"Yes." Su Yayan saw that Huo Chenhuan had spoken, and then followed to tell the truth, "You tell me, I have an entertainment company, and recently I got a new script that talks about ancient operas."

When these words came out, the two old men were startled, especially Song Linghua, a flash of light flashed across his eyes.

"This drama is a big ip promoted by our company. It has a rigorous plot and a grand background..."

Before Su Yayan finished speaking, Luo Baogeng interrupted her first, and at the same time exposed her true thoughts: "Do you want me to direct this show?"

"Yes it is."

"Sorry, I haven't taken this job for a long time."

Su Yayan knew that this level was not easy to pass, and was already mentally prepared to be rejected.

So I didn’t panic too much. Instead, I took out the first draft of the script I had prepared a long time ago, and handed it to the two of them, begging: "Don’t rush to refuse. I brought the script here. You have a look. If you are really dissatisfied, , We will not force it."

Luo Baogeng did not answer, his eyebrows tightened, as if to be angry.

Song Linghua opened his mouth when he saw this. Just as he was about to persuade him, there was a door bell outside.

The sudden sound succeeded in breaking the delicate atmosphere in the room. Song Linghua pushed Luo Baogeng to let him go out and open the door.

Luo Baogeng got up reluctantly, and as soon as he walked out, Song Linghua said to Su Yayan: "My old man always goes straight to each other, don't bother you. As for the issue of filming, he is getting older, and he really hasn't been in these years. How do you do this, you should ask another Gaoming."

"Aunt Song, we..." Su Yayan still wanted to persuade, but suddenly there was a cheerful shout from outside.

"Grandma Song, my mother asked me to give you fruit to Grandpa Luo. Hey, do you have guests in your family?"

Su Yayan followed the reputation and saw a round-faced girl with a bag of things walking in happily from the outside.

Seeing two strangers in the house, the girl took a step and looked at them curiously.

"Xiao Xi is here." Song Linghua smiled and waved to the girl and asked her to come over, "I'm here, why do you get something again? We haven't eaten the bag of pears you brought before. It's over!"