Fast time travel: the sick villain pretends to be kind

Chapter 24 Is there a sponsor?Don't be funny 24
Yici's live broadcast room returned to normal, and there were waves of bullet screens, refusing to calm down, followed by various marketing accounts on Weibo.

It took only three seconds for the trending search to reach the top, and after three seconds, all the material and trending searches about Yici's live broadcast room disappeared.

Netizens commented a lot.

[I bet thirty cents, it must be done by the little uncle! 】

[Here, let’s popularize the identity of the little uncle. Although there is only part of the information, it is also reliable.The little uncle is the actual controller of the Mu Group, with a net worth of trillions. He is 21 years old, and other information is not yet available. 】

[Nest grass! The 21-year-old domineering president!I'm going crazy! 】

[The standard tyrant must lack a little white rabbit to redeem him!let me! 】

[Well, to be precise, Mr. Mu is not the president, but the chairman of the Mu Group. 】

[... Nest grass? ? ? The 21-year-old chairman?I thought someone in his fifties or sixties was considered the chairman of the board! 】

[Isn't that better than Mr. Ji? 】

[Xu Yici must not be worthy!But the CP of the chairman and the female star is a perfect match! 】

Jim is lying on the table in the room, doing the test papers sullenly, and on the other side of the camera is the kitchen, where two people who look like immortals are washing their hands and making soup.

Mu Heng was cutting vegetables with his sleeves rolled up, his every move was like a person in a painting, he was slow and unskilled, but every movement was careful, Yici was washing vegetables in the sink, his eyelashes covered his expression, and there was an unreasonable smell of serious.

After Yici finished washing the dishes, she wiped her hands, "Can you cook?"

Mu Heng stopped chopping vegetables, raised his eyes to look at Yici, his soft phoenix eyes made one want to drown in his deep eyes.

"I can cook some simple dishes. I have learned a few dishes from the chef in the past two days, and the taste is not bad."

"Then I'll leave the cooking to you." Yi Ci unceremoniously dumped the work of cooking to Mu Heng, "I'll go and check Jim's homework."

I heard that a qualified little protector should know eighteen kinds of martial arts, and he can go to the hall and go to the kitchen.

It seems that the little guardian is half qualified.

As for martial arts, he shouldn't be very good at it.

Yici looked at Mu Heng suspiciously, and then left, only Mu Heng was left in the kitchen. His tall figure and handsome appearance made the bullet screen gradually crooked.

[Girl dog waist, Cimei will be blessed in the future. 】

[Thin lips and beautiful lips, it must be sweet to kiss! 】

[This is not cooking, this is simply a visual feast, jealousy makes me unrecognizable.Xu Yici, you and I are sworn to death! 】

[The two of them have a matching face, and they get along much more harmoniously than the neighbor Ji Zong and Baitao. 】

[I went to the next door to have a look. I heard that Mr. Ji dotes on that white peach very much. Could it be that the rumor is wrong? 】

Live next door.

Because of lunch time, Baitao and Ji Jingchen were also in the kitchen, and Nannan was playing Sudoku in the room, immersing himself in his own little world.

The kitchen at Baitao's side is different from Yici's log cabin and the country villa that Baitao picked. The decoration is even more light and luxurious. Therefore, the kitchen is fully equipped with cooking utensils, clean and tidy as new.

Ji Jingchen rolled up his sleeves, opened the refrigerator, looked at the pitifully few vegetables in the refrigerator, frowned slightly, and looked at Baitao, "Can these make a meal?"

He even suspected that the show crew was making things difficult for Baitao.

Baitao was gentle yet nimble, "Of course! You don't know how much farm work Nannan and I have to do in the past two days to have one meal! Now that we have something to eat, it's pretty good."

Bai Tao took out a few potatoes from the refrigerator, and took two eggs and a bag of egg noodles, "Egg noodles for lunch, you and Nan Nan each have an egg."

Ji Jingchen closed the refrigerator door, bent his lips towards Baitao, and said in a warm and magnetic voice, "There are still eggs in the refrigerator, you can add one too."

It's just a show, there's no need to be so harsh on yourself.

Ji Jingchen turned around and opened the refrigerator door, and took another egg. Originally, the company had planned for Baitao to be a rotten character, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. The real rotten person was next door. When ducks are on the shelves, they can only pretend to be good wives and mothers.

He knew in his heart that Baitao was not gentle at all, she was delicate and nimble by nature, if it wasn't for the sake of accommodating him and Nannan, she didn't have to act like herself.

Ji Jingchen was a little confused in his heart, he glanced at Baitao again, the love in Baitao's eyes was obvious, he had seen another person before, but now it's a different person.

Baitao smiled softly at Ji Jingchen, and Ji Jingchen raised his hand and rolled up the broken hair around Baitao's ear, "I'll go and see Nannan, and pay attention to the safety of knives."

[Who said that the relationship between the couple is dull?Mr. Ji was clearly thinking about adding eggs to the white peaches. 】

[I think the lives of Mr. Ji and Baitao are so real. If they were an ordinary family, they must be warm and ordinary. 】

[Cozy?Have you forgotten that Baitao is the mistress?It's been less than a year since the original partner and Mr. Ji divorced! 】

【Really? Are you sure?The three views exploded!There's nothing wrong with a mistress pretending to be gentle, right? 】

[Another egg is not missing, let Bai Tao play a show for Mr. Ji, let him know how good she is to her stepson!Little Bailian! 】

The barrage came fiercely, as if premeditated.

Ji Jingchen noticed the barrage, and the secretary sent him a message.

Ji Jingchen glanced at Nan Nan beside him, and left quietly, walked to the yard, avoiding the camera, "Arrange someone to contact Nan Xi and tell her to get together and get back together. If you dare to make small moves again, don't blame me for being merciless." , again and again and again."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Jingchen collected himself, and when he was about to enter the room, the sound of laughter from the next door pierced his eardrums through the wall.

"Chinese name?" Mu Heng's voice contained a smile, which was far from the usual seriousness. "General Chinese names express the earnest expectations of your parents. Your parents' greatest expectation is that you can inherit the Mu family. How about your name...Mu Cheng?"

Jim: "...little uncle, change one."

The Mu family is complicated. At the age of five, he knew that the Mu family was complicated, but isn't it good for the little uncle to speak out about his late parents' ambitions?
Moreover, the Mu family should belong to the little uncle. Even if the little uncle dies, the little uncle can still give it to his own children.

It is impossible for him to inherit the Mu family in his life.

Mu Hengfeng glanced at Jim, the corners of his lips were curved lightly, giving people coercion for no reason.

Yici raised her head speechlessly, staring at the blue sky and white clouds.

In order to sound the alarm to everyone in the Mu family, the little guardian even took Jim as a target.

Not really something.

Exactly the same as the dead devil.

If the little protector was stronger at that time, it would probably be a tie with the dead devil.

No wonder the dead demon refused to allow her to keep the little guardian, because he was worried about meeting his opponent.

Jim pouted, holding his face expectantly and looking at Yici, "Sister, I..."

"It's time to change the name now." Mu Heng reminded emphatically, "Either you call me brother instead, or you call her little aunt."

"...Little aunt, can you name me?"

When Jim was about to show his skills, Mu Heng scrambled eggs for him with chopsticks.

"Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep, don't disturb my aunt for dinner."

Yi Ci: "..."

Were the two dogs talking just now?
Jim: "..."

For the first time, I discovered that the little uncle is also a double standard!
Ji Jingchen pursed his lips, entered the room with his usual expression, and walked towards his family.

(End of this chapter)