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The next day was Saturday, but Zhong Qiao still had to go to rehearsal early in the morning.

After agreeing to see her off in person last night, Fu Yanchen sent a message to Chen Kang when he got up in the morning, saying that the morning meeting at nine o'clock would be postponed for half an hour.

Before going out, he picked up Fu Jiawen and spun him around, making Fu Jiawen giggle. "I want to discuss something with you. I have to have a meeting at the company today. Can I come back as early as possible in the afternoon to be with you?"

Fu Jiawen hugged him . She hugged her father's neck and continued to laugh, "No, my aunt will come over today and stay until tomorrow night. Dad, you can go and do your work. I have someone to accompany you."

Zhong Qiao was filming a play recently and was so busy that he left early and came back late. As a result, he took care of spending time with his son on weekends.

Originally, she felt a little guilty because she couldn't spend time with her son this morning. But now she heard her son say that she didn't want him if someone else was with her. Fu Yanchen looked disappointed and sighed, "Well, someone is with me.

" Qiao looked on and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Fu Dong, who is stable and self-controlled on the outside, inevitably has an immature side when it comes to his son.

Fu Jiawen was not fooled, but laughed even more happily, "Dad, go see mom off quickly, mom is going to be late!"

Fu Yanchen looked towards her, Zhong Qiao coughed to cover up his smile, "Jiawen is right, it's necessary Let's go."

Fu Yanchen went to the garage to pick up the car. When the car drove out of the yard, Luo Zihan's car happened to come over. She pulled down the window and said hello, "Brother, sister-in-law."

At the same time, she looked at her secretly. Cousin and cousin.

The cousin seemed to be in a good mood and seemed not to be affected by the recent public opinion, but the cousin still had the same expressionless face. But there are subtle differences in every expression. Luo Zihan can feel that her cousin is in a good mood.

"Zi Han, wait a minute." Zhong Qiao called to her.

She asked Fu Yanchen to stop the car. She unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car, walked to Luo Zihan's window, and handed the ticket out, "I remember you seemed to like Wei Jie, and I happened to have a ticket for him. "

Luo Zihan was stunned for a moment. When he received the ticket, he scanned the venue above and immediately shouted excitedly. He accidentally pressed the horn, "Yes! I like him very much, but I didn't grab the ticket for this concert. Come on! Ah, what a front row, sister-in-law, how did you know that I like Wei Jie?"

Zhong Qiao smiled, "I guess it's him on your WeChat account."

"Oh, sister-in-law. I love you." Luo Zihan blew a kiss. She was so excited. Tickets for Wei Jie's concert were hard to find, let alone getting them in advance without going through scalpers.

After parking the car in the garage, she quickly took a photo and posted it on her WeChat Moments: [[Picture] Family, you have tickets! ! Who's with you next Friday? ]

Her roommate immediately @her in the group: [Where did you get it? ]

Luo Zihan: [[Rotation] given by my cousin-in-law]

Roommate: [That celebrity sister-in-law with whom you have a bad relationship? 】

Luo Zihan: ...

She is a little embarrassed.

The relationship between her and her cousin-in-law was not bad, but they were just not very familiar with each other. They met her a few times, but they just met and left without any intention of talking to her. She thought her cousin-in-law had the airs of a female star, so she complained about it in front of her roommates.

But after getting in touch with her cousin sister-in-law during this time, she felt that her cousin-in-law was simply an angel. She was beautiful and had a good personality. As for her previous indifference, she was probably too busy to care.

Luo Zihan: [No, this is my angel sister-in-law! ! 】

Seeing his little aunt come in, Fu Jiawen came out with a game of Go and rolled his eyes. "Little aunt, let's play this today."

"Okay." She thought she knew how to play backgammon.

But the next game became more and more strange. She asked, "Jiawen, is this backgammon?"

Fu Jiawen blinked, "This is Go."

"..."

Luo Zihan often felt that little Jiawen didn't look like a four or five-year-old child and had a very high IQ. He is tall and mentally mature than other children of the same age.

However, she never expected that one day she would play Go to Xiao Jiawen.

More importantly, she found it so difficult to learn! One head and two big ones.

After studying for two hours, Luo Zihan had given up, "Jiawen, I don't want to quit, this is not fun (it's so difficult to learn)."

"Okay, then I won't quit." Fu Jiawen's eyes moved, "Little aunt, otherwise we Let's go to the General's Mansion. There are a lot of toys there."

Luo Zihan shook his head, "No, your grandma and uncle are recording a show over there."

"What's wrong?" Fu Jiawen seemed confused, "Isn't that my house? Can't I go to the recording of the show?"

Luo Zihan looked at Xiao Jiawen and was at a loss as to how to answer.

What he said made sense, but...

when she was hesitating, Ding Ningle's tea talk in the variety show and some things written by the marketing account flashed through her mind. She fixed her gaze and said, "Of course, let's go." , we will go there right now."

Before going out, she said hello to the aunts.

Aunt Song stopped her, "Zihan, you still need to talk to the husband or wife before you take Jiawen out."

Originally, if Aunt Song hadn't stopped her, Luo Zihan would have gone directly.

But now Aunt Song mentioned this matter in particular, so she had to make this call.

However, it would be a good idea to make a phone call and test my cousin's intentions.

The phone was connected, and a low-pitched "hello" came in.

Luo Zihan: "Brother, I'm going to take Jiawen to play at the General's Mansion today, is that okay?"

There was no word for a few seconds, and Luo Zihan was holding on to her phone, feeling a little nervous. Just when he thought he was about to be reprimanded, Fu Yanchen responded calmly, "Well, pay attention to safety."

Luo Zihan's eyes lit up, and after hanging up the phone, he breathed a sigh of relief. With his cousin's approval, what should he do? I also have confidence.

After hearing her husband's permission, Aunt Song found a spare safety seat for Jiawen, went to Luo Zihan's car to install it, and said, "Zihan, Jiawen, pay attention to safety."

Luo Zihan smiled, "Don't worry."

The whole Funing Fu Jiawen's face recognition was available in the General's Mansion. The two of them went all the way to the main house in the garden, and when they opened the door, they caught everyone in the house off guard.

The camouflaged camera turned and its view was directed towards the door.

Fu Jiawen seemed to be the little master, warmly entertaining his little aunt, and immediately helped her find a change of shoes.

After rummaging around in the shoe cabinet, his face bulged with anger, "Where are my shoes?"

Why not only were there no extra slippers, but even his slippers were missing.

Several people in the room looked at each other, flustered and confused. Fu Hao went over first, trying to comfort him and touch his head, but Fu Jiawen avoided him and said very seriously, "Uncle, I I said I don't like people touching my head. "

Only his father and mother are allowed to touch his head!"

Fu Hao's hands were frozen in the air. He didn't know why Fu Jiawen was suddenly so angry. He could only smile awkwardly, "Okay, don't touch."

In a room in the annex building, the staff in front of the monitor noticed something was wrong. , and quickly called Luo Quandi over, "Director Luo, there is an emergency."

Luo Quandi was originally on the phone. As he walked this way, after seeing the situation in front of the monitor, he hurriedly hung up the phone, "This kid came here before. The one who passed by? Zhong Qiao's stepson?"

The staff member nodded, showing a hint of confusion, "Yes, for some reason, he came here again today."

Another staff member asked, "Do you want to talk to me?" Did they take the child away?" Luo Quandi slapped

the staff member who said this on the spot, "You understand, this is boss Chen Yu's son, he seems to have a bad temper, you let him go?"

He laughed angrily as he said this, "Then you go over and give it a try. I want to see whether he leaves first or our entire program team."

The staff member was annoyed, shrank his neck and stopped talking.

Luo Quandi lit a cigarette and sat in front of the monitor, "Let's see what's going on first."

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Steward Jiang came in from the yard. When he saw Fu Jiawen, his eyes lit up. He still maintained the elegance of a senior butler in his movements, but there was no flattery in his tone. , "Jiawen is back."

Treating this real little master, his smile was brighter than usual, "Are Mr. and Mrs. back too?"

"Uncle Butler." Fu Jiawen called first, then shook his head, "No, My father and mother have gone to work. My little aunt came here to play with me."

Butler Jiang glanced at the camera hidden in the dark, wondering if this was the arrangement of the program team.

Of course, whether it is or not, he must be focusing on the young master's affairs.

Fu Jiawen put his hands on his hips unhappily, "I just got home and my slippers disappeared. Why did you take my slippers away while filming the show?"

Butler Jiang swallowed and scolded the show crew in his heart. Fortunately, he is a A thorough and thorough housekeeper, the young master's supplies are basically backed up.

"Excuse me, I'll go get it." After saying that, he nodded politely to Luo Zihan, "Ms. Luo, please wait a moment."

Luo Zihan pursed her lips and smiled, and after Butler Jiang left, she straightened her face again.

There were several gardeners from the scenic spot in the house. Naturally, they knew Fu Jiawen and greeted him warmly.

However, the aunts newly hired by Chen Bihua did not know the little boy at all. They could only watch his nose and heart, and were quiet and did not dare to speak.

The faces of Ding Ningle and Chen Bihua were extremely ugly. Fu Hao frowned impatiently when Ding Ningle twisted his arm.

Since the first episode of "Sweet Turn" was broadcast, he has been laughed at many times by his friends.

He initially decided to borrow his eldest brother's house to film a variety show, just to get a better photo effect. Later, the program team added a super rich second generation, innocent little prince, but he only regarded it as an exaggerated show effect.

But then things got worse and worse. Both his mother and girlfriend seemed to be obsessed with this kind of persona. It was not just for fun, but in the end the audience was misunderstood.

People on the Internet thought this was their house, and his friends knew nothing about his family's affairs, and they were making fun of him overtly and covertly. There was also a friend who had broken up with him before, and openly posted in the group, saying , "Brother Shizhuang is recording a show."

At the moment, his girlfriend probably wants him to find a way to take Fu Jiawen away.

That's okay in normal times, but today Fu Jiawen didn't seem to agree with him that much.

He was in a stalemate for a while, and finally reluctantly passed by, forcing out a smile, "Jiawen, do you want to go to the mall? Let's buy ice cream and eat it."

Fu Jiawen shook his head and refused, "If you don't want to eat ice cream, I'll come with my aunt. This is fun."

Fu Hao sighed and told his girlfriend with his eyes that there was nothing he could do.

Ding Ningle's expression was solemn. If nothing else, it depends on Butler Jiang's attitude towards Fu Jiawen. If he stays here, everything he has created before will be overturned. Besides, this is a love affair, and she doesn't want it to develop into a baby romance. It was not suitable to say more about her

identity, so she could only ask Chen Bihua for help.

Chen Bihua concealed the impatience in her eyes, and pulled Fu Jiawen over, wanting to whisper to him, but she didn't pay attention to her anger. Fu Jiawen screamed in pain and yelled, "What are you doing? This is my home. Why do you want me to go out of your home? I won't go out!"