Lin'er from Heaven[Entertainment]

Liang Zeyu is the boss, and he works on flexible shifts. Because of his sudden motivation, he paid more attention to the company.

However, at this moment, our Mr. Xiao Liang is having a final duel with a piece of fried egg.

Shen Boyuan fed Lin Bao the last bite of steamed bun, told Lin Bao to wash his hands, walked to the kitchen, looked at his boss who was full of lawsuits, "Do you really need my help?"

"Don't worry! I can do it myself!" Liang Zeyu turned his head, and waved the shovel angrily, not like frying eggs, but like frying him.

"I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about my pot." This set of kitchen utensils was bought and sent by Shen's mother. It's not a big brand, but it was actually produced by a small local workshop over there. I have always used this house, and it can be regarded as a craftsman handed down from generation to generation.

Liang Zeyu looked at the pot and shovel that didn't even have a label, "If it's broken, I'll accompany you with a set imported from Germany."

Shen Boyuan's eyes darkened, "No need, just be careful not to get hurt." After all, he couldn't afford to pay for the injury.

After Lin Bao finished washing his hands, he ran out of the bathroom in a jerk, stood in the kitchen and looked inside.

When Shen Boyuan saw Lin Bao, a smile appeared on his face, "Have you finished washing your hands?"

Lin Bao nodded obediently, as if wanting to come in.

"Don't come in."

"Be careful with the oil."

The two spoke in unison, Liang Zeyu glanced at Shen Boyuan, Shen Boyuan smiled at him, then turned around and took Linbao's hand, "Let's wait in the living room."

Liang Zeyu frowned. This person, who was obviously very dissatisfied with him just now, now pretends to have a good relationship in front of Lin Bao. It's really inexplicable.

Xiao Liang always thought a little unhappy, not understanding why the other party suddenly became dissatisfied.

If it was about the house, he had obviously apologized, and he also said that he would take the initiative to explain today's wrong decision to his family, and Shen Baiyuan did not need to pay for the renovation cost, but he only replied: "It's nothing, The left and right are also my home, so I just leave.”

Liang Zeyu was a little uncomfortable at the time, what is left and right is your home, so I am living here now!Then Linbao is also here, Linbao is still my son!

Well, Lin Bao is also the son of the other party.

Speaking of this, although now living under the same roof.

In fact, both Liang Zeyu and Shen Baiyuan were in a very dazed state.

The main reason is that the appearance of Linbao not only shattered their world view, but also prevented them from communicating with each other normally.

Thinking that the two of them will be husband-husband, have a son, and get divorced, I feel uncomfortable.

After all, although Liang Zeyu's dream does not include marrying a wife and having children for the time being, if you ask him what kind of woman he wants to marry, it will definitely not be Shen Baiyuan, no, it will definitely not be a man.

As for Shen Boyuan, let alone, this guy is less promising than himself, but he wants to marry Bai Fumei and reach the pinnacle of life!

Liang Zeyu snorted at Shen Baiyuan's back, hum!

They finally gave up fighting against fried eggs, and finally succumbed to Shen Baiyuan's cooking skills, because they still had to go out to do errands.

Liang Zeyu decided to take Linbao to the company, and it was naturally impossible for Shen Baiyuan to go out with them.

Although Shen Boyuan is only a little famous now, if people see that he came out of the same house as the boss of his company, and brought a child with him, anyone knows how the outside reports can be written.

"Hey, did you get the result of that audition?" Liang Zeyu crossed his arms and asked the man who was squatting on the ground to change Lin Bao's clothes.

Shen Boyuan didn't raise his head, "Yes."

"Have you really passed?" Liang Zeyu was still a little surprised. He knew Teng Jiaming's ability, or you couldn't touch the edge of his play at all, as long as you got in, you would basically win the prize.

Teng Jiaming's eyes are very poisonous, everyone in the circle knows it.But the people who can be in his play can be said to be very rare.

After all, he doesn't necessarily like the one he wants, and the one he thinks he can have other considerations.

It is said that his drama awards are all scheduled, but if he really doesn't win, is it the director's fault or his own fault?

Anyway, after playing around, Teng Jiaming's drama is not as good as those silly and sweet idol dramas, and has attracted the attention of artists.

Shen Boyuan straightened Lin Bao's backpack and stood up, "That's right, Director Teng said, I'll take a look after joining the group."

"He's really hard to deal with." Liang Zeyu curled his lips, and stretched out his hand to greet Lin Bao, "Come here, follow me today."

Lin Bao raised his head, "Is Dad going to film?"

Shen Boyuan smiled lightly, "You know all about this."

"That's right, I know a lot." Lin Bao suddenly covered his mouth and stopped talking.

Shen Boyuan asked him curiously, "What's the matter? Why are you covering your mouth?"

Lin Bao shook his head, let go of his hand, and said mysteriously: "Uncle Gao said it. If you talk too much, the future will change."

Shen Boyuan was taken aback for a moment, for some reason, he suddenly thought of Lin Bao's purpose for coming here.It was because she and Liang Zeyu divorced.

But the question now is, why did they get married?

Shen Boyuan looked at Liang Zeyu, but saw that Liang Zeyu was also staring at him thoughtfully.

At this moment, the two of them were almost thinking the same thing.

That is, how did I fall in love with this guy opposite? !

The author has something to say: Shen Boyuan: Although the difference between Gao Fushuai and Bai Fumei is only two words, the reality is worlds apart, right?

Liang Zeyu: No matter what, it is impossible for me to marry this person!

Lin Bao: Look at me, I'm talking.

Everyone: really fragrant