Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1924 Can You Promise Me One Thing?

"Yes, you've started painting? Weren't you just discharged from the hospital?" Sister asked, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, I did. I spent most of the day studying the script. I have a deep impression of this character! I really like her," replied Agnes, as she picked up her bowl.

"Just a misunderstood moonlight by the amnesiac male lead, crazy infatuation for a while, then abandoned. This Zoe, she just needs to love the male lead wholeheartedly, with infatuation, admiration, longing eyes. She is a simple, persistent character," Agnes continued.

After hearing her sister's words, sister couldn't help but praise her, "I interpreted it the same way, so researching the script with you is a good idea."

Agnes beamed with pride, "I'm not the only one researching, we are a team, I'm just the head writer."

After dinner, the sisters began to analyze the character of Zoe thoroughly.

Summer, who was acting in a TV drama for the first time, brewed emotions in front of her sister again and again, rehearsing for the scene tomorrow...

a new person, with a dream of performing,

to give her best effort, not dragging

the weight of the world on her own, she was wise, calm, and

always shared joys but not worries. She thought everything should be allowed to happen, as long as she was alive, there

room. They left a silhouette afar. From their footsteps, it was clear that they were in a happy mood. These days, they continued with their previous pattern of spending time together. In the morning, Tristan

Tristan would pick her up, and then they would spend quality

famous mountain in Arkpool City, watched the most

rode bicycles on the coastal highway, went for countryside walks, set up a tent together, Tristan grilled steaks,

up their pants and caught fish and shrimp together, taking many silly

a concert by Mao Buyi, sitting

bar, every lyric they sang was a message of

masks together... writing down the dates in the memory book, imprinting their fingerprints.

in front of the computer. Monica sat on his lap, his arm around her waist, pulling her closer, holding the mouse with his other hand. They were planning their wedding, the overall effect was already visible after nearly ten days of hard work, but they were still fine-tuning the

As the night deepened...