Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

Huo Jingsen has been coming back every day recently, but sometimes it's late at night, so he can't see him.

Ye Fei was still a little afraid of this uncle. Although the uncle had taken the initiative to smile, he was always a little stiff because he didn't usually smile.

Every time he met his uncle, such as in the living room or restaurant, Ye Fei would lower his head like an ostrich.

But today, Ye Fei discovered that his uncle is actually a good person!

Huo Jingsen's eyes stayed at the corner of the stairs for a long time, until Leng Qingqing came over and stood in front of him. He raised his hand and gently swept away the non-existent dust on his shoulders, and said with a smile:

"Aren't you leaving yet? Wait for me?"

Huo Jingsen: "Yeah. Are you ready?"

"I forgot to tell you," Leng Qingqing felt a little embarrassed and touched the tip of her nose: "A friend is coming to pick me up, please go first."

got rejected.

Huo Jingsen raised his eyes and stared at her face, with an unusually firm attitude: "Together."

"Definitely next time."

"Mom, dad seems angry."

Huo Yanheng stood at the door, watching his father's tall figure walk into the yard and get into the car, but the car did not start and stayed in place.

Leng Qingqing rubbed his brows and honored Huo Jingsen in front of the child for the first time: "He is not such a stingy person."

The system couldn't stand it anymore, and said sadly: "Can't you be nicer to him? Look at how wronged they are for you, don't you just want to make it public? Promise him!"

Leng Qingqing thought that Huo Jingsen also had a temper and had left on his own.

Unexpectedly, when I went out, the car was still there.

The driver saw her in the car and quickly opened the door and got out of the car: "Hurry up and get in the car, Mr. Huo is waiting for you."

Leng Qingqing said pleasantly: "Tell him that my friend is coming to pick me up and let him go on his own."

So stubborn.

In the back car, Huo Jingsen looked away from the window, looked forward, and said in a calm tone: "Drive."

The vehicle started and after driving a few hundred meters, a flamboyant Ferrari sped past. The driver saw the familiar car from the window and couldn't help but be surprised: "Huh? Isn't that Miss Zhao's car? Could it be that she is here to see you?"

He has been the driver of the Huo family for some years. As a melon-eater, the driver has some knowledge of the grievances of the wealthy Huo family.

This Miss Zhao is a well-known person. I heard that she has always had a crush on Mr. Huo, but I don't know why I haven't seen her recently. Maybe he gave up because of the difficulties. After all, his Mr. Huo had a family and was not like the men outside who were messing around.

If Miss Zhao saw Madam, wouldn't it be another battle?

The driver looked at Mr. Huo in the rearview mirror. Mr. Huo was reading documents without even raising his head.

I don’t know if I saw it or not.

Didn't say anything, okay, then we can only keep driving forward.

"When I came here just now, I saw Huo Jingsen's car, but I didn't stop." Zhao Qianjin got out of the car, leaned against the car door, crossed his arms, looked Leng Qingqing up and down, and nodded with satisfaction: "You look good in this outfit. "

Leng Qingqing lifted up her skirt and took the two children into the car: "Oh, I asked him to leave first."

Walking together, there are many people and it’s not good to be seen.

public? I haven't thought about it for the moment. She is not the kind of person who wants to make public. It is better to keep a low profile when it comes to her family.

"Is this Ye Fei?" Zhao Qianjin stared at the two little carrot heads on the back seat, looked into Huo Yanheng's dark eyes for a few seconds, and then looked to the side.

Ye Fei was very polite and polite: "Hello, aunt."

Zhao Qianjin waved her hand: "Don't be so polite, just call me sister."

Ye Fei: "..."

Huo Yanheng had never seen this aunt before, but when he saw that she was so familiar with Leng Qingqing, he called her aunt.

Zhao Qianjin resisted stubbornly: "I told you not to be polite, just call me sister..."

"That won't work, you're too young." Leng Qingqing put on his seat belt and turned around to see that the two little guys had already fastened it consciously.

Zhao Qianjin started the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove out: "Thanks to my parents, I actually attended Jiang Mingzhu's birthday party today."

This is truly a modest statement. In the past, Zhao Qianjin was just too lazy to go. She and Jiang Mingzhu's group had never had anything in common, so they would not praise Jiang Mingzhu's stinky feet.

It’s different now. It feels different to go with good sisters. At least there is someone to complain with, and you are no longer alone.

After arriving, Leng Qingqing observed the nearby vehicles and sighed: "This is such a grand event. I guess celebrities from all over the imperial capital are here."

Zhao Qianjin parked the car and unbuckled her seat belt: "Not only that, even the top leaders in your entertainment industry are here."

"Oh? Who is there?" Leng Qingqing was somewhat interested in this.

Zhao Qianjin thought for a while: "I also heard from others that Jiang Mingzhu invited several kings, movie queens and so on to create a spectacle. I don't know their names."

At the beginning of the evening, the lights are on.

The Jiang family held a banquet at my home, which was the time for the Master to attend.

Zhao Qianjin and Leng Qingqing each held a mascot and walked up the marble steps. The guests in twos and threes turned around and glanced at Leng Qingqing's face. They paused in slight surprise and quickly moved away.

Leng Qingqing overheard the conversation of the guests next to him.

"Mr. Jiang is here too?"

"Definitely, Jiang Mingzhu is his most beloved junior."

"Can Jiang Mingzhu compare to Jiang Yin?" The guest laughed, but his meaning was unclear.

Another person sighed: "No matter how inferior he is, he is no longer alive. After all, the dead cannot compare to the living."

The guest may have thought it was reasonable and kept silent.

Leng Qingqing thought to herself. It seemed that her mother in this body was very popular with the old man when she was alive, and it made sense to love the house and the bird. She decided to wait and see the opportunity and explore the Jiang family's attitude towards her.

This face meant so much that she didn't need to speak.

Mr. Jiang is very old. He usually lives in his own home and doesn't see many guests. He only appears on some important occasions.

In the lobby on the first floor, many guests had already recognized Leng Qingqing's identity and took out their mobile phones from their handbags to take photos openly. Several ladies came over and asked for a group photo, which Leng Qingqing agreed to.

Huo Yanheng and Ye Fei were photographed intimately by the young lady, their cheeks were red, and they were called cute by the young lady, and then each of them was stuffed with a gem brooch as a toy.

Huo Yanheng and Ye Fei: "Thank you, sister."

Zhao Qianjin was depressed: "I'm about the same age as them, why don't you call me sister... Could it be that I didn't give you a greeting gift?"

Leng Qingqing suppressed a smile.

What responded to Zhao Qianjin were the honest eyes of the two children.

There were many people coming to take photos, mostly young and beautiful girls, and the smell of various expensive perfumes lingered around them.

Someone posted a photo of themselves meeting Leng Qingqing and the two little guys on the Internet, which quickly attracted the attention of netizens.

[I saw the photos Mingzhu posted on Weibo, and I want to go to 555 too. 】

[Tears of envy flowed down T^T. 】

【? ? ? Lengqingqing also went? Also taking Hengheng and Ye Fei with you? ! 】

[One guess is that Jiang Mingzhu invited me. 】

[Miss Jiang must be a nice person, Leng Qingqing must have been invited because of Ye Fei. 】

[If you invite guests to the show, why don’t other guests see it? 】

[Andy is on vacation abroad, and the other guests did not receive invitations. 】

[This...I can't understand it. 】

Zhao Qianjin was seen by her parents and called over to say hello.

She shrank her neck and said helplessly: "...Here we go again. I'll go over first and come back to you later."

Leng Qingqing patted her shoulder: "Go quickly."

Then I looked around and felt like someone was watching me.

——As soon as she turned around, two brothers and sisters, Jiang Mingzhu and Jiang Baoyu, who were dressed up, were standing one meter away, staring at her.

Jiang Baoyu had her hair and eyebrows dyed and bleached. The yellow hair made her look both frivolous and gloomy. Standing in the shadow, she raised the corners of her lips with a half-smile, which caused a chill to rise in her body.