After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

Song Jin'an was reading a book on the sofa, when he saw Zhan Shuo, he subconsciously glanced at Xiao Suizui who was outside the door.

Xiao Suizui is now called Song Yu, combining Song Jin'an's surname and the name of her good sister who came to modern times with her, Yu'er.

Xiao Suizui poked his head in and shouted cheerfully: "Master! Father! How are you!"

Fu Chengwang looked up at the little broken mouth who couldn't help but turn into a human being. He opened his mouth and cursed: "Don't bluff here all day, quickly shrink back, and explain yourself if someone sees you!" He really didn't care for this cheap son. In other words, everything else is fine, but the mouth is a little noisy.

Xiao Suizui snorted, ran to sit next to Song Jin'an, and ate snacks with him.

Zhan Shuo smiled, handed the tablet to Fu Chengwang, and said, "This is an invitation letter from "Ourlives", they hope to invite you and your wife to participate in their love live variety show. "

Fu Chengwang didn't even want to watch it, he didn't dare to be interested at all, he just went to work every day, and he had to take care of Song Jin'an, where would he find the time to live broadcast love for others to watch?Just about to refuse, Song Jin'an slipped over and looked at the tablet.

"What kind of variety show? Let me see, is it the kind that can make money!"

Zhan Shuo suppressed his smile, he knew his wife would come to see it curiously.Xiao Suizui probably learned from Song Jin'an, he is a little money fan.

"Yes ma'am."

"Wow! That's okay!" Song Jin'an looked at the screen, recording daily life at the guest's home in the previous episodes, "Doesn't that mean that we can still make money by doing our own things at home!"

He looked at Fu Chengwang with bright eyes, very excited.

When Fu Chengwang refused, he circled his lips, then retracted, and looked at Zhan Shuo: "Go and check, we can negotiate if you can."

Zhan Shuo responded. As a leading sugar addict, he was already prepared to call out the background and behind-the-scenes personnel of this variety show.

This is an old variety show. It has been recorded for five seasons before, and all of them are couples and couples in the entertainment circle. This is the first time that non-entertainment people are invited.

But the fame and popularity of these two non-entertainment circles are much greater than the real insiders.

In the end, this variety show was accepted, because Song Jin'an had been peeking at it all the time, and accidentally saw the salary above.

"Ah! Fu Chengwang, if you don't pick it up, you're finished! Your pocket money is gone! You still owe me 500 yuan for lost wages!"

Fu Chengwang: ...

"Okay, take it." Fu Chengwang waved to Zhan Shuo, hugged his wife's waist tiredly, and pressed his head against his stomach.

How long has it been, how can he still remember the 500 yuan lost wages?Song Jin'an stroked Fu Chengwang's hair amusedly: "I'll give you all the salary this time, a reward for you."

Fu Chengwang nodded, his daughter-in-law is so cute, and rewarded him with money.

It began to drizzle outside the window, and Fu Chengwang continued to work. Song Jin'an looked at the rain outside the window and thought it was not heavy. He took the little cow's money bag and went out to buy milk tea.

Recently, a new milk tea shop opened across from the company. Every style is delicious. Song Jin'an likes it very much. Every day, taking advantage of Fu Chengwang's busy schedule, he uses the excuse of visiting the employees to play and buy milk tea.

He had never revealed his secrets before, but today he was caught.

It's a coincidence that Fu Chengwang was originally sitting on the office chair today, looking at the computer.

But inexplicably felt that the light was too bright, so he stood up and drew the curtains.As soon as his hand touched the pull wire, he saw a familiar cheerful figure from behind.

Looking down from a height, the person was only a little bit bigger, but he was sure that it was Song Jin'an.

Fu Chengwang calmly opened the cabinet and took out a pair of binoculars.

Looking at the focus, Song Jin'an is smiling all over his face, ordering milk tea, and patting the water droplets on his clothes with one hand.

Cooperate with him and run out to buy milk tea without opening an umbrella?

Fu Chengwang's face darkened in an instant, he left the work in hand, and went downstairs with an umbrella.

Song Jin'an was just about to return to the company with milk tea when he saw Fu Chengwang standing behind him holding an umbrella.

Song Jin'an: ...

Dying to die!Song Jin'an didn't show it on the face, but the bullet screen was frantically flashing in his heart.

save me save me save me!

Fu Chengwang didn't say a word, walked up to him, and carried milk tea for him, but Song Jin'an was even more frightened, thinking that this was the calm before the storm.

All the way back to the office, Fu Chengwang didn't scold him, and there was nothing unusual on his face.

I thought that Fu Chengwang was just showing him face outside, and he would give him a good meal when he returned to the office, but the strange thing was that Fu Chengwang didn't have an attack either.

Instead, he helped him insert the straw, and said softly: "If you want to drink in the future, just tell me, I'll ask someone to buy it for you, and when it's raining outside, you run out by yourself and get wet, what should you do if you catch a cold?"

There was only worry in his eyes, not even half annoyance.

On the contrary, Song Jin'an became even more uneasy, and felt very guilty. Fu Chengwang was worried about him, but he always ran out disobediently.

He lowered his head, the milk tea he drank was tasteless, and after a while, Song Jin'an pouted and raised his head: "I made a mistake to Fu Chengwang, I will never run out by myself again." The expression, as if he had been wronged by the sky.

"It's okay baby, why would I be angry with you." Fu Chengwang hugged Song Jin'an as he said that, looked down at Song Jin'an who buried his head in his abdominal muscles, and smiled.

When Song Jin'an took his second sip, Fu Chengwang took out the hair dryer and dried his nearly air-dried hair.

Even if this matter is exposed in this way, Song Jin'an's long memory will be fine, and Fu Chengwang will not really pursue Song Jin'an.

It's just that he didn't expect that the phrase he said about catching a cold became a prophecy.