Spoiled Star Wife: President, I Surrender

Bo Yanchen's voice was already very low, and the little girl next to him must not be able to hear it.

Mu Yuzi frowned even more when he said that: "What nonsense are you talking about? That screenwriter just cooperated with me for a long time. I just don't want to lose a right-hand man."

When it comes to money, Mu Yuzi really has no shortage, not to mention the innumerable money left to him by the family in the past, it is just the money brought by his status in the catering industry until now , has been squandered in this lifetime.

Why did he have to break his head for a little bit of petty gain?

"Then you are willing to be ruined by someone like this, one of your works, one of your hard work?"

Although Bo Yanchen didn't care about this, it didn't mean that Lu Qinghuan didn't care about it.

No matter what image she turns into, Bo Yanchen doesn't care about it in her heart, but Lu Qinghuan is a professional actor, and now she is already a queen-level figure. Every one of her works is counted, and millions of people are watching Waiting and admiring.

Every frown and smile of hers, every movement will be intercepted for discussion, and her works will never be worse than the last one.

But now an actor who is very inappropriate in age and figure, and even his voice is very different from the characters in the play suddenly came to the crew. The audience is not blind, their eyes are sharp. Seeing this One grain of mouse droppings may have an impact on the entire movie.

"I can't help it. This movie is definitely going to be filmed, and he is the screenwriter."

Mu Yuzi's face showed a look of bitterness, Lu Qinghuan and Zhou Zhou were having fun, and the little girl next to her seemed to be having a hard time reading the script.

"How old is this little loli this year? Is she an adult?"

Bo Yanchen also knew what Mu Yuzi was thinking, but raised his eyebrows coldly, and pretended to ask casually.

"According to the screenwriter, it should have just grown up half a year ago, and he was still in school."

Mu Yuzi answered casually, then lowered his head and continued to read the script.

He didn't bother to talk to Bo Yanchen at all.

"It's good to be an adult, and you can go to jail when you are an adult."

Bo Yanchen didn't seem to want to chat with Mu Yuzi too much, but after saying something coldly, he wanted to go directly to Lu Qinghuan and Zhou Zhou, but Mu Yuzi grabbed his shirt.

"Come back with me and explain clearly, what does it mean that you can go to jail when you are an adult? This arrangement is just the arrangement of the screenwriter, and has nothing to do with this little girl."

Mu Yuzi was a little nervous.

"I just said it casually, why are you so nervous?" Bo Yanchen put on an indifferent expression. After seeing that Mu Yuzi didn't know what expression to make, he just smiled coldly, and quietly put his head close to Mu Yuzi's. In Yuzi's ear, the voice was very soft: "My wife's works must not have a trace of dirt."

If there is, destroy it.

Mu Yuzi's back went numb from what he said: "Can you put your bad temper back, even though this little loli looks young, it doesn't mean her acting skills will be bad."

Of course, when it comes to this, Mu Yuzi himself has no backbone.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything now, after all, this work is also about my wife."

It's just that the future is long.

When Bo Yanchen left Mu Yuzi's side and returned to Lu Qinghuan's side, Mu Yuzi, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was already sweating coldly on his back.

Even the hand holding the script trembled slightly, as if he had suffered a stroke.

Zhouzhou held a deformable model in his hand: "Papa, when you left yesterday, Mama took me to buy this one, and I can already put it together into three shapes today!"

Zhou Zhou proudly showed off the toys in his hands, but was interrupted by Lu Qinghuan's abrupt words:

"So did the tutor teach you anything new today?"

Asked by Lu Qinghuan, Zhou Zhou's complexion immediately collapsed, and his chubby little face suddenly became unhappy, and his big watery eyes didn't look at anyone, but just focused on the toy in his hand , said in a soft voice:
"The things they teach are so simple."

At first, Lu Qinghuan thought that Zhou Zhou would not be able to learn those things at all. She originally thought that it would not be too late to learn after Zhou Zhou went to preschool, but when she heard what the child said, Lu Qinghuan's curiosity was immediately aroused. Go up and grab Zhou Zhou's little hand:

"Then tell Ma Ma, what are the simple things?"

"The tutor who taught me mathematics every day talked about the Pythagorean theorem every day, but I already knew it when I read the book for the first time. She insisted on telling me it repeatedly every day, and still Let me do the exercises."

When Zhou Zhou said this, he sniffed a little bit aggrievedly. Both Lu Qinghuan and Bo Yanchen were silent for a while. He thought that Lu Qinghuan was waiting for him to continue talking, so he could only continue talking while fiddling with the model in his hand. :
"There is also the tutor who taught me a foreign language. Her Spanish is not authentic at all, and her English has a taste of Spanish."

When Zhou Zhou said this, he wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Lu Qinghuan's heavy sneeze.

"Are you sure these things are simple?"

When Lu Qinghuan was learning English, she had to learn it for several years before she could barely communicate with foreigners, but has Zhou Zhou started to learn Spanish now?

Already learned English?

He is only three and a half years old! !
Please respect your age!
"Mama, do you have a cold?"

Xiao Zhouzhou reached out to pat Lu Qinghuan's fried eggs, but because he was not tall enough, he had to give up.

Seeing Lu Qinghuan's unbelievable expression, Bo Yanchen beside him smiled softly, and his voice was unconsciously softer:

"It seems that madam doesn't know my genes very well. I think I could speak fluent English when I was young." Lu Qinghuan was even more stunned by Bao Yanchen's words.

It was as if she was the only fool in the whole world.

"But Papa, you said that you didn't grow up in China when you were young, but grew up in an English-speaking country..."

Zhou Zhou held his finger in his hand, blinking innocently.

In the next moment, Bo Yanchen felt that his body was covered with knives, the knives from Lu Qinghuan's eyes.

"Our family, Zhou Zhou, is really a genius." Lu Qinghuan cleared his throat: "Since those tutors taught you too simple, is there anything you want to learn?"