A Glitch in the Entertainment Industry

After the dinner, Xia Jin childishly wanted to take pictures of the shadows on the ground.

After returning, he also put Cheng Hanwen's shadow up.

Although the technology is not very good.

【Will we always be good friends? 】

Xia Jin suddenly sent a message to An Wen.

【meeting】

After a long time, Xia Jin replied.

[If you get married, I will be the best man, please make an appointment in advance]

[An Wen: OK]

[Xia Jin: My handsomeness will steal all the limelight]

[An Wen: Then I have to ask you to act ugly]

[Xia Jin: Even without makeup, I am the focus of the audience]

[Xia Jin: Your dad is still your dad jpg]

An Wen didn't reply to him anymore, and he would feel swollen if she replied to him again.

The night was already dark. Leaning back in her chair, An Wen turned her head to look at Chu Qichen who was driving.

Xia Jin? Chu Qichen asked casually.

Um.

What were you talking about? Your facial expressions are so rich? Chu Qichen asked.

Are the facial expressions rich? An Wen was stunned for a moment, thinking of the chat history. Not many people who chatted with Xia Jin could manage their facial expressions well.

There are very few people who can chat with him without being annoyed by him.

He told me to reserve the best man's seat in advance. An Wen said with a smile.

Surprise flashed in Chu Qichen's eyes and he said, If he is willing, I have no objection.

You said this in a bad tone, are you jealous? An Wen asked with a smile.

Yeah, I'm jealous. Chu Qichen admitted.

An Wen was startled and said, I was joking.

I know. Chu Qichen reached out and grabbed her hand, and stopped talking.

Xia Jin is a very good brother, he understands.

Are you full? Chu Qichen asked.

Half full, keep your stomach open to eat the food cooked by Auntie.

In the Chu family, the kitchen was a mess.

I'm back, I'm back! On the way! Chu's mother was anxiously wandering around the kitchen.

Dad Chu was cooking and looking at the soup, and he had to hold his wife steady while he was busy.

Bring the soup out, this dish will be ready soon.

Okay, hubby, you must hurry up! Chu's mother urged.

Grandpa Chu was lying on the sofa playing chess on his mobile phone, very leisurely. He heard Chu's mother's anxious voice and glanced up at her.

Keep playing chess.

If he doesn't have this diamond, he has to do the porcelain work, and for Wenwen's daily praise, he turns his home into a battlefield every day.

It's terrible for women to be hypocritical.

The food was not ready when An Wen arrived, and Chu's mother was walking around in the kitchen wearing an apron.

Honey, come and stir-fry, the seasonings are all ready. Chu's father called Chu's mother over.

The next step is just to stir in the seasonings.

Okay. Chu's mother thought she could still do this.

As a result, I was so nervous that half of the vegetables flew out with one shovel.

Dad Chu was in a mess in the wind.

Chu's mother was so anxious that she almost burst into tears and shouted, Husband... what should I do?

I'll do it. Father Chu sighed and took over.

It's not a problem to do this every day. Entering the kitchen every day is like being a thief.

He had to have a good talk with his son.

After all the dishes were put on the table, An Wen sat next to Chu's mother and praised the dishes as usual, making Chu's mother happy.

Dad Chu sighed the whole time.

Grandpa Chu shook his head repeatedly, wondering when he would be able to end his miserable life of secretly ordering takeout every day.

Auntie, what's wrong with your hand? An Wen asked when she saw a red mark on Chu's mother's hand.

I got burned while serving the soup. It's no big deal. Chu's mother said.

As soon as she said these words, Chu's father's expression changed drastically, and he grabbed her hand and looked at it.