's phone rang, startling her. Upon closer inspection, it was a call from Song Junlin.>I've read your email, thanks for letting me know. Song Junlin’s voice was calm, as if the sky was falling he had...Bi'an Lake Villa.

After breakfast, the servant brought over a stack of beautiful window decorations. "These are static cling decals," she said, "just dampen a cloth and wipe the window, then they'll stick right on."

"Give me some, I want to stick with Yanyan."

"I want some too."

"I'm with YanYan!"

"Yanyan, in a while Grandpa will wipe the glass for you, you can stick it wherever you want."

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At this time, a servant approached Song Qiao Ying and reported, "Madam, the photography team has arrived."

"Just right, let's film this scene first." Song Qiao Ying said, and then said to Ou Yan, "Ou Yan, there will be a photography team taking pictures and videos all day today. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell Mom..."

"Miss Ou-Yan, we will try our best to stay far away and reduce our presence..." said photographer Shi Tou.

"Year after year, Yanyan has appeared in front of countless cameras. She has received numerous accolades for her singing and piano performances on stage...These cameras are just commonplace to her."

"Grandma's words reminded Song Qiao Ying, 'Right, that too.'"the main building.Right at this moment, a group of people arrived. They were dressed in formal attire and radiated an air of familiarity. They must be the designers who came to take measurements last...