Daily Life of a Villain’s Mother

Choosing a dress and finding the right makeup look must be done in one day.

The other actress teams are all ready.

What's more, the ratings of this show are rising steadily, and it has become a phenomenon-level show with a very high national popularity.

Ye Fan's red carpet this time will inevitably be compared with other actresses by the media.

Dai Jinshan took Ye Fan to a place.

This design studio is owned by his friend, who designs dresses and makeup for celebrities.

The time is too fast, and it is too late to borrow Gaoding.

This designer is very famous in China. The reason she is famous is that she can completely change the aura of a star with her modeling.

"You can try these skirts." The designer pointed to a few dresses, "I'll go downstairs first and find matching necklaces and earrings for you."

After speaking, the designer left here.

The female assistant asked, "Do you need my help when changing the dress?"

Ye Fan shook his head: "wait for me outside."

"Okay, call me if you have anything."

Ye Fan took one of the long skirts and walked into the changing room.

This is a dark red dress, which is slightly charming, but not too gorgeous, just the right femininity.

The designer has a good vision. She knows how to make a star not deviate from the original temperament, but also present new ideas.

Ye Fan put on a skirt and walked out of the dressing room, only to find that the room outside was empty.

Strange, why are people here gone?

The agent, Dai Jinshan, has left. The designer just went downstairs to get the necklace, and now even the assistant is not there.

Where have they all gone?

Ye Fan didn't think much about it, she stood in front of the mirror, considering whether the dress was suitable, while waiting for them to come back.

Her long hair was draped over, and the design of this red dress was backless, revealing a pair of butterfly bones.

After a while, Ye Fan heard footsteps.

She thought it was the designer who went upstairs, so she turned to look behind her, but was stunned in place.

The two people who came, wore the same clothes, they stopped and their eyes fell on Ye Fan.

It was He Han and Dudu.

A father and a son, standing there.

He Han wore a three-piece suit with an excellent cut, with delicate buckles on the cuffs of the shirt.

Dudu is also wearing a small suit and a small bow tie, which is cute and tight.

The styles are similar, the color matching is the same, and it is simply a parent-child outfit.

I don't know when He Han brought Dudu here, and what happened to this parent-child suit?

Their eyes were very focused, and their lips drew the same arc, showing a smile.

It was as if the father and son were waiting for the appearance of the family member's mother.

Then, their family of three will take a family photo here.

Ye Fan was startled.

The thought that flashed through my mind inexplicably is really strange.

She shook her head and quickly left it behind. No, no, you must not have this thought.

But even Ye Fan himself discovered something.

At first, there were only her and Dudu in the family.

When did she start to get used to He Han's existence unconsciously?

Chapter 58

Dudu looked at Ye Fan, opened his short legs, and ran towards Ye Fan quickly. The happy little milk sounded: "Mom! Mom!"

Ye Fan squatted down quickly and caught the little fat pier.

Dudu hugged Ye Fan's thigh and raised his head: "Wow, mom is so beautiful!"

Ye Fan stood up with Dudu's small body.

She held Dudu in one hand, freeing up the other hand to shave Dudu's little nose.

"How did you get your little suit?"

Dudu turned his head to look at He Han, and the chubby pointed at He Han: "Uncle bought it for me."

Today, my uncle came to the house and brought him this dress. The uncle also said that my mother also wore beautiful clothes, and Dudu also wore beautiful clothes to see her mother.

Ye Fan's eyes moved slightly, needless to say, she also knew that He Han must have done it.

Ye Fan's eyes swept Dudu, and then looked at He Han.

Two suits, one big and one small, He Han and Dudu came here in parent-child outfits, what exactly did he want to do?

He Han didn't avoid Ye Fan's eyes at all, instead he took a few steps forward and looked down at Ye Fan.

He Han's lips curled into a deep smile, and he said something slowly.

"I specially picked this dress." He Han's tone was half-smiling, "Ye Fan, what do you think?"

Ye Fan was startled. Before she asked what He Han was going to do, he asked himself.

He Han raised his eyebrows, and the smile between his eyebrows deepened.

At this time, Dudu pulled his little bow tie and his eyes were bright: "Mom, I like this dress very much."

Ye Fan wanted to say, baby, in the future, mother can buy you clothes, don't bother uncle.

However, Ye Fan looked at Dudu, his chubby little face was full of praise and praise.

Ye Fan couldn't bear to make this little fat piercer sad, so she had to swallow what she wanted to say: "Well, it's really beautiful."

He Han snorted slowly, and his low voice fell, with a meaningful tone: "So you like this dress."

Ye Fan was stunned, she obviously didn't mean that.

From He Han's words, why does it feel so strange.

The next second, He Han turned his head to look at Dudu, showing a gentle smile.

"It's good that Dudu likes it."

Dudu grinned.

Ye Fan didn't speak any more. She looked at Dudu and spoke to Dudu softly. What Ye Fan said, Dudu should do whatever, little by little, he was very obedient.

He Han stood beside him and watched silently, his lips gradually curved.

There is a warm scent in the air.

Ye Fan inadvertently raised his head, glanced at He Han, and looked into his dark eyes.

He Han's eyes are very focused now, just like a husband looking at his wife.

In the next time, Ye Fan deliberately didn't look at He Han, but she could always detect the deep gaze beside her.

So intense, it's completely impossible to ignore.

She tried her best not to think about it, to stabilize her mind.

At this time, Ye Fan suddenly felt a clear and familiar breath, slowly surrounding her.

I don't know when, He Han came over, his slender fingers rolled up the black hair on Ye Fan's ear, and gently brushed Ye Fan's earlobe.

What followed was He Han's low voice, not as cold as usual, but with a vague ambiguity.

He called her name: "Ye Fan."

"Your hair is messed up."

Ye Fan's heart trembled, he turned his head to look at the stern man beside him, and the two met their eyes.

Ye Fan took a deep breath: "Thank you."

He Han's lips curved: "You're welcome."

He Han withdrew his hand, and the delicate and cold touch on his fingertips seemed to still linger there.

He slowly rubbed his fingertips, his eyes darkened a little.

Dudu had no idea what was going on. The big eyes turned around on the two of them, and he just felt that the uncle looked at his mother's eyes, so gentle.

After a while, the agent Guan Rui came up. Seeing him, He Han suddenly said, "Can you take a picture for us?"

There was something wrong with Ye Fan's intuition, and he just wanted to refuse.

The next second, He Han turned his head slightly, raised his left hand, and clasped it on Ye Fan's waist.

His warm palm rested lightly on it, and through the dress, his breath was clear.