The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

She really thinks she is deaf and blind!

Those ladies looked at her eyes and expressions and wished they could bow eight hundred times to her on the spot and welcome her as their guest. How could they say such things!

Then I thought about it, it was a good thing that the artists I led could be so motivated.

She sighed helplessly.

Turning around, he took out two scripts from the large bag placed in the back seat and handed them over.

"I originally thought that since you have just announced your relationship, it is better to cultivate your relationship than newlyweds, so I will let you rest for a while. There are no less than dozens of scripts arriving at the company. I have screened two for you, and you are among them. Pick one.”

Fang Qingqing turned over the script and said "Oh".

"Is that all? Is there nothing else?" she asked absently.

Liu Zhenzhen:? ? ?

"Isn't this enough? You know that the industry is not that good now. How many former first-line actors are really picking their feet at home now. Are you still not satisfied?"

Fang Qingqing smiled "hehe" and said, "That's not the case. I mainly want to test whether you are working well."

Liu Zhen was really numb.

"There are still three variety show invitations, five endorsements, seven live broadcasts, some interviews of varying sizes, all of which have been pushed by me and postponed. There are also some business dinners, which you are definitely not likely to go to. So, what else do you want to know?”

Fang Qingqing: “I want to know whether my commercial value and influence are directly proportional to the speed with which I access Weibo.”

Liu Zhenzhen laughed angrily.

"Sure, what's directly proportional can't be more direct."

Fang Qingqing: "Okay! Just go and drive carefully on the road. I love you."

He made a pretentious gesture and winked.

Liu Zhenzhen pressed down the car window and left quickly.

Fang Qingqing felt lonely when she saw that the other party didn't express her feelings for her or say she loved you. She stuck her butt out and started shaking her feet.

Xiao Yunsheng bit her lollipop and followed suit.

"Little stepmother, what are we doing?"

Fang Qingqing turned around and saw that the big boy imitated her, stopped shaking his feet, and started to put his hands on his hips.

"Unhappy and sulky, let your Auntie Zhenzhen guess."

Yun Sheng was tired from shaking his feet, so he changed his foot, glanced at the direction Liu Zhenzhen left and said, "But Aunt Zhenzhen has already left."

"Then let your dad guess!"

Fang Qingqing hummed and looked at the sky angrily.

"I think it's okay!"

Yun Sheng stopped shaking his feet, looked up at the sky, and put his hands on his hips.

Cullinan quietly slipped into the Yun Family Villa.

Yun Yan saw the two people standing there from a distance. Now that they got off the car, they were still holding hands on their hips, and couldn't help but wonder:

"What's in the sky?"

Fang Qingqing:......

Yun Sheng:......

He was answered with endless silence.

He folded his arms and stood between the two of them, looking left and right.

The surrounding area became quiet.

The driver looked at the strange behavior of the family of three and looked up at the sky from the car window, but saw nothing.

Looking at Yun Yan's indicating eyes again, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

"Little stepmother, my neck is sore, why on earth are we doing this?"

Fang Qingqing looked away and rubbed her sore neck, "I forgot about it too. Let's go home."

"it is good!"

The two of them were talking and about to leave.

Yun Yan:......

"I'm here."

"You're here." Fang Qingqing said.

Yun Yan: "I said, I'm here!"

Yun Sheng turned around and said, "My little stepmother said, you are here!"

Yun Yan tilted his head in anger, quickly stepped forward, picked up the little breast dumpling, and held Fang Qingqing's tightly with his other hand.

"go home!"