Jiang Mo received a video call from Wen Yan and immediately switched to a voice call.
"Wife, what's wrong?"
His tone was no different from usual.
Wen Yan said, "Mo Mo, I keep feeling my right eyelid twitching, so I wanted to call you."
"Wife, I'm fine. I'm still at the film set, it's my break time."
Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. Why does it sound like you're in the car?"
Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows, she could even tell that!
"Wife, I'm resting in the car for a while, don't worry. I'll hang up, someone's calling me."
"Okay, then you go ahead and get busy. We'll talk when you get back."
After hanging up, Little Tangtang raised her head, her big black eyes looking at her mother, and sniffed with grievance.
She hadn't even said a word to her father yet.
Wen Yan rubbed the baby's little head and explained softly, "Tangtang, Daddy is too busy, so he hung up without talking to you. You'll see Daddy tonight."
Tangtang nodded, "Mommy, Daddy busy."
"Yes, Daddy is too busy. Continue practicing your little piano, you're going to participate in the piano competition soon. If you get first place, Daddy will be very happy."
"Okay (◍´꒳`◍)"
Tangtang happily went to practice her little piano.
If she gets first place, Daddy will definitely praise her and say she's the best baby!
Central Hospital.
Jiang Mo's wound had already been treated, and the assistant beside him breathed a sigh of relief, asking, "Jiang Mo, does it still hurt?"
"Sister Liu, it doesn't hurt. This little injury will be healed in less than a week."
Director Zhang said, "Jiang Mo, don't worry, we'll definitely give you an explanation for this. It was the props team who picked up the wrong prop that caused you to get hurt."
Jiang Mo asked in confusion, "The props team? How is that possible? The props team has never made any mistakes, how could they pick up the wrong prop? That's such a basic mistake."
"Maybe someone mixed things up. Everyone on the props team will be punished this time."
Jiang Mo said, "Director Zhang, I don't think it was the props team who mixed things up, but someone else."
"Who?"
Jiang Mo said, "Luo Jinghui."
Director Zhang said in surprise, "Luo Jinghui?! How could he have picked up the wrong prop? He just told me that the props team mixed things up and asked me to apologize to you on his behalf."
Jiang Mo coldly curled his lips. This Luo Jinghui knows how to make false accusations. He even pushed the blame onto the props team for what he did, making them take the blame.
"Director Zhang, Luo Jinghui was holding the real thing, doesn't he know? He deliberately aimed it at my face. If I hadn't blocked it with my hand, it wouldn't be my arm that was injured now, but my face."
Director Zhang nodded thoughtfully, "Jiang Mo, I will investigate this matter thoroughly. Don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation. You rest for two days first, we'll film other scenes first."
"I'm fine, I can continue filming in a couple of days."
Jiang Mo also knew that delaying one day meant delaying one day's worth of money. It was lucky that his face wasn't injured.
"Okay, then you take good care of your injury first."
"Director Zhang, you all go back, don't delay the filming progress."
Everyone around him left, and Jiang Mo didn't go home immediately, but waited until evening to go back.
After getting out of the car, he sneaked in, wanting to give Wen Yan a surprise.
"Wife, I'm back!"
"Daddy!"
ε==(づ′▽`)づ
The little milk dumpling was overjoyed to see her father come back, and ran to her father with her two little short legs, "Daddy, hug."
"Good baby, let Daddy hug."
Jiang Mo hugged Tangtang in his arms as usual, but this time he used his left hand.
"What did Tangtang do at home today? Did you read your books properly?"
Little Tangtang nodded, "Read, Tangtang practice piano."
(ฅ＞ω＜*ฅ)
"You're really Daddy's good baby. In a while, we'll go to the children's piano competition, maybe our baby can win first prize."
Little Tangtang smiled happily.
"Daddy, Tangtang... first place."
(◍´꒳`◍)
"Yes, our Tangtang baby is the first place, the smartest baby."
Jiang Mo kissed his daughter's soft little face, he was simply melted by her cuteness. Why is his daughter so cute!
Turning his head, he saw Wen Yan's cold face, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.
"Wife, what's wrong?"
Wen Yan's tone was gloomy, "Jiang Mo, don't you have anything else to tell me today?"
"N-no, what could I possibly have to tell you? Oh right, there is one thing."
Wen Yan stared at Jiang Mo's face and said, "Speak."
Jiang Mo felt flustered being stared at, hugged his daughter and sat on the sofa, and said guiltily, "I almost got injured during filming today, but luckily it was a near miss, and I didn't get seriously injured."
"So, you got injured?"
Jiang Mo shook his head, "No."
Wen Yan continued to stare at Jiang Mo, her eyes seeming to look straight into his soul, "Really not?"
Jiang Mo coughed a few times, "Really not."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yan suddenly grabbed Jiang Mo's right arm, Jiang Mo was slightly stunned, "Wife, what are you doing?"
"Didn't you say you weren't injured? Let me take a good look."
"Wife, don't look, there's really nothing to see."
Jiang Mo still couldn't stop Wen Yan. Wen Yan lifted his clothes, revealing the white gauze wrapping, stained with red blood.
Wen Yan's eyes darkened, "This is what you call not injured? You're lying after suffering such a serious injury, Jiang Mo, do you even consider me your wife? You don't tell me anything."
"No, wife, let me explain."
Jiang Mo grabbed Wen Yan's arm, "I really didn't want to lie to you, I was just afraid you..."
Worried?
I guess so.
Before he could finish speaking, Wen Yan turned and went upstairs.
Jiang Mo raised his head and looked at her back, falling into silence. His wife seems to be angry again...
"Daddy, hurt."
(｡◕ˇ﹏ˇ◕｡)
The little milk dumpling's little eyebrows furrowed into caterpillars, pouting her little mouth, and gently blowing on Daddy's arm.
"Daddy, Tangtang blow, no hurt."
Jiang Mo said, "Tangtang blew on it for Daddy, Daddy doesn't hurt at all now."
"Daddy, lie, bleed."
Tangtang pointed her little finger at Daddy's arm, her big black eyes filled with tears, looking extremely pitiful.
"Daddy, hurt •́‸ก."
Jiang Mo immediately explained, "No hurt, no hurt, Daddy really doesn't hurt, baby, don't cry, Daddy doesn't hurt at all."
He didn't cry from the pain himself, but his daughter is crying.
Jiang Mo is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid of his daughter crying, how can he coax her?!
