The salty beauty became famous after her baby show failed.

"No?? Are you possessed by some male vixen? You are so coquettish."

"Or did you encounter something unclean??"

"Do you still remember who you are and who I am?"

The more Song Quanzhe talked about it, the more he felt something was wrong. When he finished talking, he sounded like he had seen a ghost, as if he could hire a dancing goddess in the next second.

The man on the other end of the phone said softly "Huh".

He spoke unhurriedly: "When you were sixteen, you wanted to be an art student, but your uncle and aunt objected and locked you up at home. You wore your sister's skirt and sneaked out. You were treated as a pervert and sent to the police station. Who will pay to protect you?"

"And after graduating from high school, your uncle and aunt changed your choice one minute before you submitted it, and you hugged the big tree and cried all night."

"and also..."

"Stop, stop, stop, stop." The memories of death attacked Song Quanzhe, and he hurriedly interrupted.

He clearly remembers this kind of thing about old sesame and rotten millet.

Jiang Jingzhou sighed lightly and asked leisurely: "What else do you want to hear?"

Song Quanzhe gritted his teeth and said through gritted teeth, "I still want to hear the tidbits about your dignified president."

"Don't you know everything?"

"Ouch, I only know the old money master, hahahahahahaha." Song Quanzhe suddenly remembered what netizens said about Jiang Jingzhou, and he was holding his stomach on the other end of the phone with joy.

Jiang Jingzhou hummed: "Are you done?"

I felt vaguely impatient.

Song Quanzhe heard something was wrong, coughed slightly to stop laughing, and quickly returned to the topic: "When did your wife practice these things? I asked Xu Feng, and he said he didn't interfere."

Song Quanzhe thought of the comments online and couldn't help but add with a smile: "Now many fans have begun to call her Daxia Lin."

Jiang Jingzhou was actually surprised. When he was watching the live broadcast, he was in a meeting and was so surprised that he almost signed the wrong name.

He even doubted whether Lin Lan was going to step into the empty door.

Listening to the sound of Jiang Jingzhou's shallow breathing coming from the phone for a long time, Song Quanzhe smiled knowingly: "So you don't know either."

There was a complacent tone in his tone, and he even repeated: "You don't know about your wife either."

Jiang Jingzhou: "..."

What is there for him, a single old man, to be proud of?

Jiang Jingzhou responded calmly: "Well, I don't know about my wife either."

"Wow, Mr. Jiang, what you said about my wife is so cute~" Song Quanzhe pinched his throat and pretended to be gentle.

It actually aroused the desire to perform again!

Jiang Jingzhou was already accustomed to his friends' hobbies, and his voice was as calm as ever: "Are you envious? I think my uncle and aunt are also very anxious. How about I mention it to my uncle and aunt?"

Song Quanzhe: "..."

This hurts my friend! He would not give up a forest for a tree!

...

End the call.

Jiang Jingzhou stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking in the direction of the recording location.

He recalled that the Lin Lan he met after returning to China was indeed different, as if she had returned to the way she was before she fell ill.

Jiang Jingzhou's eyes slowly showed a hint of tenderness and nostalgia.

However, since returning to China, he has indeed not seen Lin Lan taking medicine anymore, and even her medicine has been moved to his second bedroom.

It seems that I need to find an opportunity to ask her psychiatrist.

The image of Lin Lan standing on his head with one hand appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

With such a strong body, he doesn't look like a sick person.

I'll have to ask the housekeeper to prepare a few more tubes of bruise ointment later.

...

Lin Lan, who was recording the show at this time, looked at the red mark on the palm of his hand and thought of this.

This body is still too delicate. Since the last time she was admitted to the hospital due to anemia, she has been paying attention to her diet and exercise, but she still cannot meet the previous physical standards.

Lin Lan frowned slightly.

Jiang Zhiwen and his younger brother sat next to Lin Lan, and the three of them waited for the round-faced girl to come back.

The round-faced girl just now went to Tang Xinyi to 'ask for money'.

Jiang Zhiwen caught a glimpse of Lin Lan's palm from the corner of his eye, stretched out his small hand to hold the back of Lin Lan's hand, and said distressedly: "Mom, does it hurt?"

"It's okay, don't worry."

"Brother! You blow on your right hand, and I'll blow on my left. We blow together, and the pain will fly away~" Jiang Zhien puffed up his cheeks and took a long breath.

Lin Lan was amused and frowned: "Okay, I'm really fine."

Seeing that the two brothers still wanted to speak, she quickly changed the subject and deliberately asked: "You don't know when that rich young lady will come back?"

After Jiang Zhien heard this, he curled his lips in disdain. She said, "You are a rich girl, but you don't look like your father can make money." She also scolded Lan Lan. Humph, he will complain to his father when he gets back!

Jiang Zhiwen squeezed his brother's hand gently and said in a gentle tone, "It should be soon."

[Oh, Lin Lan is injured? 】

[No protection was taken. It would be abnormal not to be injured. In order to trick Tang Xinyi, Lin Lan also tried his best. 】

[Hahahahahaha, these two are really, why do I feel like they are in love and killing each other! 】

[In front of you, are you crazy? You only kill each other and don’t love each other! I just came back from Tang Xinyi's live broadcast room, and Tang Xinyi's eyes were like hiding a knife! 】

[I want to steal my brother's day again. I just want to watch him and don't want to go to other live broadcast rooms. Has anyone gone to Tang Xinyi's place? When will the girl come back? 】

[I replied right away. Tang Xinyi couldn’t even hold back her fake smile. The smile made me rich]

[But is this rich lady a fan of Tang Xinyi? Tang Xinyi's fans have always denied it. 】

As the barrage floated down, a round-faced girl also appeared in the lens of Lin Lan's live broadcast room.

"I'm coming."

"The girl is back."

Although many uncles and aunties followed Tang Xinyi, there were also many who did not want to move and stayed where they were.

Listening to the noise coming from the crowd, Lin Lan, mother and son followed the sound.

Different from the heavy steps when she left, the round-faced girl came back with striding steps, followed by some adults who wanted to eat the whole melon.

"Here! Here's the two hundred dollars you want!"

The girl with a round face stood in front of Lin Lan, took out two crumpled banknotes from her pocket, and said each word through gritted teeth.

Lin Lan reached out and took it without pulling it. The round-faced girl pinched the banknote tightly.

She lowered her eyes and saw the round-faced girl's fingers turning white.

Lin Lan chuckled, but there was no emotion in his voice: "What? Can't bear to leave?"

One sentence hit the lungs of a round-faced girl.

The anger in her eyes seemed to be burning, and she could no longer control her emotions: "I can't let it go? I can't let it go? I'm short of two hundred yuan?"

Thinking of Tang Xinyi's shocked and sad look just now, the round-faced girl was even more angry and wanted to cry.

"Do you know how much money I spent on Tang Xinyi?"

"Now you ask me to use these two hundred yuan to humiliate her!!!"

Lin Lan said "Oh", as if she only understood it now, and pretended to suddenly realize: "So you are a fan of Tang Xinyi!"

The round-faced girl suddenly turned pale.

[I lost it and exposed myself! ! ! 】

[This...this, this is going to go to your idol to get the money back and give it to your enemy. This is really going to break the defense]

[I'm sorry, I laughed so loudly. Didn't she ask for it? 】

[It’s scary to think about it, what would happen if Lin Lan didn’t perform a one-handed handstand? 】