After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

The room was silent, and several people looked at each other.

The staff in the back all lowered their heads, watching their noses, noses, noses, and hearts.

The director felt that he might have lost several strands of hair, because he was afraid that the task would offend Mr. Fu, so he chose very simple ones, but now Mrs. Fu despised him?

Ah... the problem of the century.

He tentatively said, "How about we change it?"

Song Jin'an looked up: "Can you change it? Your program is really not rigorous."

He just said it on purpose, seeing the director's embarrassed face, he smiled and said: "Okay, I'm just joking, just follow your rules."

He added: "Don't think too much about it."

The director nodded, grateful in his heart.He knew that Song Jin'an talked a lot, and he was afraid that Boss Fu would not be satisfied. As long as he opened his mouth, there was probably no room for redemption.

From Song Jin'an's point of view, it is still negotiable.

Song Jin'an rolled up his sleeves and said, "Then I'll wash the dishes!"

Without saying a word, Fu Chengwang followed Song Jin'an, squeezed dish soap for him, took a scouring pad, and prepared clean water for him.

Fu Ci looked at it for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back: "Is this Brother Jin'an or my second uncle..."

Fu Cheng looked at a white-eyed flying knife flying over, and Fu Ci shut up.

After washing the dishes, Song Jin'an went to paint, and recently he received an order for a pair of Lianhuan Chinese paintings.

The most outrageous thing is that he actually received a portrait painting task of a fugitive suspect.

Alas, I asked him to face the painting, because it was a very old photo, and it was not clear and incomplete after copying, so I could only ask him to fill in the incompleteness with painting.

When he was painting, Fu Chengwang was working beside him, and Fu Ci and Fu Jingyi obediently did their homework.

Song Jin'an drew for a while, then took out his mobile phone, "Honey, let me play with my mobile phone."

Fu Chengwang responded, but didn't care.

After more than ten minutes, Song Jin'an was already lying on the soft couch and looking at his mobile phone.Also laughed.

Holding the phone in his hand, he ran up to Fu Chengwang: "Let me read you a story—"

"Okay." Fu Chengwang put down his phone, hugged him into his arms, and let him sit on his lap.

Song Jin'an cleared his throat, and then began to read into the phone: [The president was in a hurry just now, and the toilet was blocked.He looked at the colorful and fragrant objects inside and thought for a moment.

So the president calmly closed the toilet seat.Why would the honorable president flush the toilet himself?

Usually at this time, the president would call the servant to flush the toilet, but today, he deliberately teased the toilet.

So the president took out the check from his pocket, wrote it a few times, and put it on the toilet seat coldly: "This number, don't pester me, pass it by yourself...] Hahaha! I laughed so hard hahaha Are all your domineering presidents like this?" Song Jin'an smiled to himself, and patted Fu Chengwang's shoulder.

Fu Chengwang: The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he reluctantly said, "I'm not an overbearing president, at most I'm a president, because I'm not overbearing."

Song Jin'an ignored him and continued reading after laughing.

[Toilet looks at him silently.The president raised his eyebrows and added a few more zeros.But the toilet remained indifferent, and even pumped the water.

The president was shocked, he had never seen such a toilet that was indifferent to money!He looked at the toilet seriously, exuding golden light and aloof aura all over his body.

It's strange that this toilet doesn't flatter me!The president thought.

"Toilet, you managed to attract my attention." The president smiled, thinking that the toilet must be flattered. 】

"Hahaha, he's really a domineering boss hahaha, am I right?" Song Jin'an laughed so hard that he almost couldn't sit still, and Fu Chengwang held onto the man's waist to keep him from falling.

He raised a smile: "Okay, the baby said it very well, vividly."

Resignation: ...

【what? 】

[Hahaha laughing to death, domineering president and toilet? 】

[Boss Fu is really a good man, I can go on boasting about it hahaha, can all fellow men learn from him? 】

Song Jin'an laughed for a long time before stopping, held Fu Chengwang's face and kissed him, and said, "Then husband, tell me the last sentence too! I want to hear it!"

Fu Chengwang frowned, his face turned bitter, and he was very reluctant.

But Song Jin'an was still acting like a baby, calling her husband very sweetly.

He sighed, and decided to smile for Bo's beauty and sell his soul.

"Ma...Song Zhining, you managed to get my attention." Fu Chengwang said with a straight face, and after he finished speaking, the hand hidden between the stomachs of the two of them had become awkwardly shaped like a chicken's claw.

Song Jin'an had already started laughing before he finished listening, and couldn't stop at all: "Hahaha, you are so overbearing——"

Fu Ci bit his lip with difficulty, he really wanted to laugh hahaha, when did his second uncle be so embarrassing hahaha!

The barrage is going to be laughing like crazy, I didn't expect the Ba Zong's quotations to be uttered by the Ba Zong, it's really so funny hahaha!

An An is really a little angel. Huo Huo's husband always comes to produce food for them, as did the overlord last time.

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"I'll sleep for a while, shall we go out to eat hot pot at night?" Song Jin'an stood at the stairs, and said to Chengwang, Chopped CP, and two little nephews.

"OK, we have no objection." Xiao Suizui raised his hand, expressing his opinion.

Half an hour ago, Zhan Shuo came with Xiao Suizui.The fans in the live broadcast room were really taken aback.

[Help, family members!Why is An Ansheng's child so big? 】

[Ahhh?The two sons are already this old?What's the situation? 】

[Is it adopted?It feels more like An An, probably adopted. 】

[Why was he so trendy when he was a teenager?What color is your hair dyed?Creamy yellow?Pale gold? 】

[It feels very similar to the feather color of the parrot from before. 】

Song Jin'an went upstairs to sleep, and the others went about their business.Xiao Suizui ran behind Fu Chengwang.

"Daddy! Wait for me, are you going to work in the study?"

Fu Chengwang's brow twitched, and he pushed him away: "Can't you follow Zhan Shuo? Can you stop following me? Why are you still so noisy?"

Xiao Broizui didn't care if he was annoying or not, and continued: "Then you go to work and I will go too, I have to learn from you, maybe I will inherit your company in the future!"

Fu Chengwang: What a crime, why can't he think about it, and let this broken-mouthed bird be registered as his son in the first place!