The real daughter and the fake daughter are together

The two lay in a daze on the bed.

Want to say something, the camera is still working diligently in the room, even if it is blocked, there is also a recording function.

For the first time, Jian Ying'an felt that the money was really hard to earn.

Qin Mianmian wrapped herself in a quilt and tried to clear her mind. She worked hard for a while, but in the end, what she was thinking was——

She shouldn't have put it in.

She was obsessed with ghosts for a while, but in the end she hurt herself.

Qin Mianmian, who did something wrong, was clear-headed, she kicked the quilt: "Sister?"

Jian Ying'an didn't fall asleep either, so she hummed.

Just when Jian Ying'an thought Qin Mianmian was going to say something, Qin Mianmian said, "I'll play with my phone for a while."

Qin Mianmian really couldn't sleep.

She picked up the phone, the fluorescent light was very glaring in the room after the lights were turned off, she turned the brightness to the lowest, and then started browsing Weibo and Chaochao.

Fu Lan told her about Weibo Chaochao, and everyone in it is talented, can knock CP, edit, and write fanfic.

Qin Mianmian found the fan blogger she was chasing before.

This blogger wrote about her and Jian Ying'an. At first, Qin Mianmian felt that she was being written as a fan, which was strange and awkward, but she was fascinated by watching it.

Inside, Jian Ying'an will press Qin Mianmian down and make the sauce stuffed.

Commonly known as Xiao Huangwen.

Xiao Huangwen opened the door to Qin Mianmian's new world.

She learned in it, to be prepared—meaning to put adult things in the suitcase.

But the little yellow article didn't say, how should she deal with it after being found out!

Qin Mianmian was very anxious and wanted to see if the blogger had updated.

The blogger didn't update it, but it was like a new year's chat on Weibo.

This super chat has just been established, and the number of people continues to increase. Today is the time Qin Mianmian has seen the most posts.

She saw a lot of posts, and everyone was accusing Jian Yingan of his beastly behavior.

Qin Mianmian froze.

This is actually a live broadcast!The sealed bag she put in was found!Everyone thought it was Jian Ying'an who brought it!

"Put this kind of thing in the suitcase!" Qin Mianmian was shot.

"Good job!"

"Is this something I can see without paying?"

"Jian Ying'an, why are you covering the camera!"

"It's so quiet, even if you kiss, there will be some movement."

"Tomorrow I'll die of embarrassment when I wake up. Who told me to be your fan! I'll teach you, and then you will say that it was put in by a house elf and has nothing to do with you."

It was originally put in by the house elf, Qin Mianmian looked away in shame, and then slid down the screen.

Jian Ying'an failed to fall asleep peacefully as usual.

After a while, she also picked up the phone.

The same bed, the same quilt, two people holding different mobile phones and browsing the same Weibo.

Jian Ying'an guessed that logging in to Weibo would be bombarded, so she simply switched accounts.

This trumpet is used by her to write fandom.

In the beginning, I secretly wrote two chapters when I had free time, but later I found out that there were super-chapters, so I just put them in.

There are many fans.

Even if it is a trumpet, there are quite a few people who say come quickly, there is material!

Jian Ying'an: "..."

She didn't want to watch Chaohua, otherwise she wouldn't switch trumpets.

Weibo found that Qin Mianmian was online, and she was also browsing Weibo.

Not knowing what Mianmian was looking at, Jian Ying'an sent a message, and there was a ding-dong sound beside her. Qin Mianmian didn't set the mute, but after Jian Ying'an finished sending, she realized that this was her alias for fan fiction.

...With her level of sloppiness, sooner or later she will fall!

Jian Ying'an was glad that she didn't post anything, and she could still explain.

Qin Mianmian was typing.

Then get a reply in the chat box.

"You are too."

"Yes~"

Jian Ying'an clenched her phone tightly, wanting to tell Qin Mianmian beside her, "Do you reply even when strangers call for you?"So careless!

Qin Mianmian continued to send messages: "Is there anything my wife can do for me?"

Mrs?

Oh, by the way, when she was writing Xiaohuang Wen, some people called her wife under the comments.

How did Qin Mianmian know this name?

With a flick of her finger, Jian Ying'an tapped Qin Mianmian's attention.

two numbers.

A queen that she doesn't log in or speak all year round.

A trumpet she used to write small yellow texts.

Why did Qin Mianmian pay attention to this account!She fell off?Jian Yingan looked over.

Qin Mianmian was still wondering why his wife would trust her privately, did she know that she was Qin Mianmian herself?She was nervous and scared, but after forcibly replying calmly.

He found that Jian Ying'an was looking at him.

Qin Mianmian was very careful breathing: "Did you disturb my sister?"

Jian Ying'an asked, "What are you looking at?"

Qin Mianmian was vigilant: "Weibo, watch funny jokes."

Jian Yingan recalled what she wrote, is it funny?

She oh and replied in the chat box.

"You seem to have a text after me."

Qin Mianmian had already turned off the notification tone. She felt the vibration of her phone and wanted to reply to the message, but was worried about disturbing Jian Ying'an.

There is a feeling of being a thief.

Seeing Jian Yingan looking down at her phone, Qin Mianmian thought she was just asking casually.

The other party is a blogger she likes very much, and she still wants to follow up, so she quickly replied: "Yes! How did my wife know!"

Jian Yingan glanced at the content.

So, Qin Mianmian didn't know that this was her trumpet, but she still came in to follow up?

Chasing their fan fiction?

And it was written by Jian Ying'an herself, about the two of them.

Is the master writing the text and the master chasing the text?

It seems so strange.

The air was terribly quiet, and Jian Ying'an suspected that she would have nightmares if it continued like this, so she hurriedly replied: "Because you paid attention to me."

"It's too late, you go to bed early."

Just when Jian Ying'an was about to put down her phone, a new message popped up.

"Ma'am, may I ask you something?"

Followed by another one.

"You said, they wake up tomorrow morning and find that everyone knows about it, how should they face it so that they don't look so embarrassed?"

Jian Ying'an also wanted to know.

After turning off their mobile phones, they struggled to fall asleep.

Woke up the next day due to lack of sleep and lack of energy. After walking downstairs, I bumped into an early riser.

That guest also swiped Weibo last night.

Originally, he just wanted to see the audience's reaction to him, but Jian Ying'an took all the limelight away. Not only did he not get angry, but he became interested in watching the excitement.

Jian Ying'an bumped into his subtle expression.

Before he could speak, Jiang Anyan yawned and went downstairs, looking even more decadent than Jian Yingan.

Jiang Anyan debuted for so many years, she has already become a big sister, she doesn't need to give face to anyone, she just took Jian Ying'an away: "Today you cook, I want poached eggs."

Jian Ying'an: "Okay."

Jiang An said: "You are really easy to talk about today."

Jian Ying'an: "Reward you for not checking Weibo last night."

Jiang Anyan was at a loss, what reward is there for this?

No, how did Jian Ying'an know that she didn't check Weibo last night?

The breakfast was prepared quickly, and there were plenty of ingredients in the refrigerator, which were purchased by the staff in time.

Thinking of the staff getting up earlier than her in order to prepare fresh ingredients, Jian Ying'an felt sympathetic for a second.

Life is not easy.

While making poached eggs, Wen Wan walked into the kitchen.

She was wearing a long-sleeved shirt with chiffon florals, and she appeared on the stage softly like the white moonlight of everyone.

Wen Wan: "Make breakfast so early, let me help you."

Jian Ying'an glanced at the camera, accepting the gentle kindness.

The two cooked breakfast in the same frame. Although Jian Ying'an's attitude was relatively cold, she was always gentle and considerate to get along with each other.

When Jian Ying'an asked for salt and pepper, Wen Wan immediately handed it over.

After Jian Ying'an took it, her aura became more alienated, but Wen Wan didn't care: "It smells good."

Jian Ying'an responded indifferently: "Really?"

Wen Wan: "Well, you must be cooking often, right?"

Seeing that Jian Ying'an didn't answer, Wen Wan didn't care, she said to herself: "I have a lot of younger brothers and sisters in my family, and I usually take care of them, so I'm used to getting up early to cook, I didn't expect you to do the same."

Jian Ying'an laughed, if she didn't understand what Wen Wan wanted to do, she would be a fool.

It's okay for Renhao to ask for help, but Wen Wan obviously intends to draw the relationship between the two closer, creating the illusion that the two have a good relationship and get along well.

Jian Ying'an doesn't mind cooperating, but the question is what do younger siblings do?

Because Qin Mianmian called her sister?

This is romance.

Jian Ying'an and Qin Mianmian are CPs.

Even if the romance is true or false, but she and Mian Mian are absolutely true, what is Wen Wan planning to do by classifying Mian Mian as a younger sister?

Jian Yingan replied with a smile: "I am not, I hate taking care of my younger brother the most."

Wen Wan's eyes flashed, and she also smiled slightly: "You also have a younger brother."

Jian Ying'an: "That's right, I'm closer to my younger brother as a family member."

Wen Wan: "It's rare to hear you talk about your family in public."

Jian Ying'an: "I just mentioned it in the last issue."

The simple breakfast is ready, but it took a little effort to make Mianmian, and Wen Wan was not allowed to do it.

That's why Wen Wan has time to talk and chat all the time.

Jiang Anyan rushed in: "I didn't expect you to be such Jian Ying'an!"

Jian Ying'an picked up the poached eggs on the plate and put them on another plate.

"You check Weibo, the poached eggs are gone!"

Jiang Anyan doesn't care about poached eggs now, she has always thought that Jian Ying'an and Qin Mianmian just have evil intentions but no courage, and only dare to have unlimited ambiguity.

Unexpectedly, everything was prepared!

Seeing Wen Wan, Jiang Anyan relaxed all over, "You're here too."

Wen Wan: "Well, I'll help make breakfast."

Jiang Anyan: "What are you doing to help her..."

Qin Mianmian stood at the door, she had arrived when Jiang Anyan rushed in, and she also heard Jiang Anyan's condemnation.

But, she brought that thing, how could Jian Ying'an be blamed?

She stood at the door, trying to explain, but couldn't make a sound.

I had no choice but to look at Jian Ying'an with apologies: "I'm sorry."

Jian Ying didn't know anything about her installation, anyway, it was impossible for everyone to ask her directly: "Eat breakfast."

Qin Mianmian followed calmly: "Okay."

The other guests were not idle either. Seeing that Jian Ying'an and Wen Wan were making breakfast, they went to set the table.

Breakfast is served on the table, and a good day officially begins.

Qin Mianmian stood still, because she saw that Wen Wan was sitting where she was sitting yesterday.

Jian Ying'an took the initiative to talk to a male guest: "Don't be busy, let's sit down and eat first."

She pulled back the stool and motioned him to sit down.

This male guest is Wen Wan's shooting partner.

After Jian Ying'an asked her to sit next to Wen Wan, she found a seat again. The dining table was so big that there was no rule that all the guests should sit there.

It's just that Qin Mianmian felt something was wrong.

Qin Mianmian didn't care too much when she saw Jian Yingan changing positions as if nothing had happened, and continued to sit beside Jian Yingan.

Wen Wan's expression remained unchanged, and she said to everyone: "An An and I cooked the breakfast. If it doesn't meet everyone's taste, you can bring it up in time."

"By the way, I think your fans call you An An, can I call you that too?"