I Transmigrated As A Villain's Mother

585 Dull Script

That night, everyone had a lot of fun before the wrap party ended.

“See you later.” Song Ci smiled at Director Chen, Wu Chengfei, and Qin Yanxing.

They smiled and bade her farewell, watching her get into the car.

As Song Ci’s luggage had been placed in the car by Sun Qin before the meal, she asked the driver to drive straight to the hotel where Lu Gan was.

Lu Gan knew that she would finish filming today, so he deliberately left some time for her and her colleagues to spend time together for the last time. He stayed at home to help their two kids pack their luggage.

Song Yujin was always a disciplined child. He had already folded his clean clothes and pants and put them in his suitcase. He also put his books in his bag, so he was almost done packing.

Lu Suo, on the other hand, was not as fast and was even dragging his feet. Though, this was characteristic of ordinary children. No child at this age would be packing their luggage themselves. His clothes were scattered everywhere. Some were washed and untidied, while some that were not even worn were piled in the luggage. Now that he had to clean it up alone, his mind was as scattered as his clothes, and he did not know where to start.

Lu Gan saw Lu Suo looking at him with an innocent expression, waiting for his help. He pointed at Song Yujin and said, “Can’t you try to learn from your brother? Take a look at his luggage, and then look at yours.”

Lu Suo blinked. He said confidently, “We already have an older brother at home. Daddy, do you want another brother?”

Lu Gan was speechless. He pinched Lu Suo’s face and said, “You’re a quick-witted one, aren’t you?”

Lu Suo smiled, and his eyes curved slightly. “I’ve always been very smart.”

Lu Gan pinched Lu Suo’s face. “Well then, my smart child. Please fold the clothes quickly. We should be heading home tomorrow morning.”

“Will you be coming with us, daddy?” Lu Suo asked.

“Yes.” Lu Gan nodded slightly.

Lu Suo was delighted. He picked up the clothes and laid them on the bed. He began to fold them slowly, and while it was still a mess, he was already very satisfied.

When Song Yujin saw him and Lu Gan folding clothes, he walked over to help them. Once he took action, the situation immediately shifted. Lu Gan turned and smiled at him. His eyes were gentle as he touched Song Yujin’s head affectionately.

When Song Ci returned, the three had already packed. Song Ci looked at them, thinking they could finally go home. Although they could be together, since the two had not made any official announcement yet, they did not dare do anything. However, it was a different story when they were home.

At the thought of this, Song Ci once again put the official announcement on the agenda. She really needed to find a suitable opportunity to announce it. At the very least, she had to let everyone know about her relationship with Lu Gan. It was getting too frustrating to keep hiding it.

At the moment, however, she was not in a hurry. She handed the packed cake to the children and went back to the bedroom with Lu Gan, whispering to him.

It was not until Lu Gan went to shower that Song Ci finally had the chance to read the script Shi Mingyu gave her. Song Ci first leaned against the head of the bed and looked at it but then slowly sat up. This script was similar to others she had come across before. It was indeed a literary film. It was simple and plain, but there was endless sorrow hidden. It was the kind of powerless sorrow.

The script was not complicated, but that only made it more immersive. The helplessness, struggle, shame, unwillingness, and the protagonist’s fall after she gives up. Song Ci could not stand it anymore after reading halfway through. She needed to calm down.

When Lu Gan came out of the bathroom, he saw Song Ci sitting on the bed, looking sad. “What’s wrong?” he asked with concern.

Song Ci shook her head and waved the script in her hand. “After reading this script, my heart felt a little stifled. It feels like someone has hammered my heart. It’s stuffy and very uncomfortable.”

“You have a new script already?” Lu Gan was shocked. His wife’s workload was too intense! Does this mean that they would be separated again? He was too miserable! His heart ached as he hugged his wife, who was always busy. How miserable…

Song Ci, amused by Lu Gan’s exaggerated expression, felt the depression in her heart dissipate a little. “A scriptwriter from the production team gave it to me today. He told me to take a look at it first. I haven’t decided if I’m going to take it.”