Throw down the billionaire CEO: Mommy is too arrogant

On the plane, the Palace Mistress glared angrily at Pan Xiao, who was sitting leisurely on the mask, and felt an urge to strangle her to death.

Damn, I grabbed her to go shopping in such a hurry in the morning. It turned out to be to buy a mask. I said that the skin is easy to dry on the plane, and the dry skin will age quickly.

It doesn't matter, if you buy a mask, just buy it. It just so happens that she also has something to buy, but what the hell, Pan Xiao dragged her to the airport after buying the mask, and she didn't have time to buy anything.

Thinking of this, the palace lord was so angry that she wasted a precious beauty sleep just because of a broken mask.

You know how luxurious it is to get enough sleep after joining the crew.

In contrast to the palace lord's atmosphere, Xiao Gongzi sat quietly at the side, holding a French book that the palace lord couldn't understand, reading it with gusto.

The foreigner in front turned his head to look at the Palace Mistress from time to time, making her a little uncomfortable.

"Hey, have you seen enough yet?" Finally, the palace lord couldn't help but lose his temper.

But helplessly, the foreigner couldn't understand Chinese, so he could only turn his head to look at Xiao Gongzi, and talked in French: "Is this your sister?"

"She's my mommy." Frowning slightly, Xiao Gong Zi actually refused to admit his relationship with the Palace Master on such an occasion.

"Oh, what she said just now looks so fierce."

Xiao Gongzi sweated slightly, and secretly glanced at the Palace Mistress, but saw that she looked at him suspiciously, unable to understand what they were talking about.

Pan Xiao, who was wearing a mask, also sat up straight, pulled off the mask on his face, and looked at Xiao Gongzi in surprise.

Damn, this is too against the sky, isn't it too unfair that the idiot Palace Mistress has such a smart son.

Seeing the surprised expressions of the two adults, Xiao Gongzi shrugged calmly, then turned to continue chatting with the foreigner: "She thought you liked her."

Mommy, you don't understand anyway, so it's okay to betray you.

"Your mommy's words are really funny." The foreigner glanced at the Palace Mistress, and then added: "It's also very pleasant to look at."

After finishing speaking, the foreigner sneered and turned his head, leaning comfortably on the seat to catch up on sleep.

Xiaogong Zi turned her head to look at the Palace Master carefully, and couldn't hold back for a while, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

"Boy, what are you talking about?" She narrowed her eyes dangerously. She knew her son best. Seeing him laughing so wildly, he must be speaking ill of her.

"It's nothing, he asked me if I was your brother, and I said I was your son."

"That's it?" His eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of warning: "Boy, if you don't tell the truth, be careful that I will give you a lot of fame."

Looking at the expression of the Palace Master, Xiao Gongzi trembled in fright, and confessed everything: "He said that you are very funny in speech, and you look... You look very pleasant."

In an instant, there was a burst of laughter near the palace lord, Pan Xiao was afraid of being skinned by the palace lord, so he could only hold back his laughter, tears would come out.

Funny?Damn, that damned foreigner actually said that she looks happy?

Damn, does that girl have any appreciation? I have such a beautiful oriental face, how can I be said to be happy when I grow up.

After getting off the plane, the Palace Mistress looked unhappy when he thought of the foreigner on the plane.

Seeing the stinky face of the Palace Master's clothes, Xiao Gongzi swallowed slightly, feeling that the end of the world was coming.

Throwing her eyes for help to Aunt Xiao'er, Xiao'er blinked her eyes in an instant, and lightly bumped the palace master's shoulder: "Hey, your son is so smart, who exactly does he look like?"

As soon as someone praised her son, the Palace Mistress instantly regained her spirits.

"Who else can I look like, of course it is Bengong." She curled her lips slightly, her eyes filled with pride.

The son is so smart because he has inherited good genes, and he doesn't have a father, so of course he has inherited her good genes.

"But your son can speak French."

He glanced sideways at Pan Xiao, his eyes overflowing with trepidation: "Don't underestimate Bengong, I will too. Stupid pig."

Looking at the palace lord suspiciously, Pan Xiao reacted for a long time before realizing that the "stupid pig" that the palace lord said was hello in French.

Turning to look at Xiao Gongzi, he saw that he was already squatting on the ground, covering his stomach and laughing.

The palace lord cast a cold glance, and Xiao Gongzi immediately stopped the wild laughter, and obediently stood up from the ground.

"The boy can speak six languages, and I can speak three, so it's not too bad."

"You know three?" Looking at the palace master in disbelief, Pan Xiao couldn't close his mouth in surprise: "Tell me which three?"

"Mandarin, dialect and Cantonese." He hooked his lips proudly, and continued: "The boy has taken care of foreign languages, so I will take care of Mandarin."

For a while, Pan Xiao was speechless to refute. These are indeed three languages, but compared with foreign languages, there is no comparison.

Palace Master, you are the teaser invited by the monkey.

As soon as he arrived in City A, Pan Xiao called the film crew. After getting the hotel address arranged by the film crew, he dragged a large and a small child into a taxi.

After resting in the hotel all night, the next morning, after Pan Xiao washed up, he went to the room of the Palace Master and Xiao Gongzi, and dragged the Palace Master out of his dream.

"Damn, how did you get in here?" He sat up weakly from the bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked at Pan Xiao in front of him blankly.

Looking at Xiao Gongzi who was sleeping beside him, Pan Xiao said softly to prevent him from waking him up: "It's very simple, the cleaning staff came to clean the rooms one by one, I said I forgot to take the room card, and asked the cleaning staff to help I opened the door."

Pan Xiao talked on his own, but the palace lord didn't listen to a word, closed his eyes, and was about to fall on the bed again.

Seeing that the palace lord was about to fall asleep again, Pan Xiao grabbed her hand and dragged her up, but disturbed the little Gong Zi who was sleeping beside her.

Xiaogong Zi turned over, pouted her mouth, and looked like she was not awake.

Seeing that Xiao Gongzi was being quarreled, Pan Xiao quickly dropped the hand of the palace lord and pointed to her side.

The palace master turned his head slightly, seeing that little Gongzi was sleeping and thinking, remembering that he read the French book last night and saw that he went to bed very late, and couldn't bear to wake him up.

He got out of bed lightly, and after washing up, he followed Pan Xiao to the set.

Today is the worship ceremony, and all the leading actors of the crew have to participate, but the palace master is very puzzled, why she hasn't got the script until now, and she doesn't know which role she is going to play.

When they arrived at the set, there were not many people there. Because of Pan Xiao's supervision, they were relatively early.

As soon as they arrived, Zhang Lan found her. Originally, she didn't quite believe Dugu Ziyan's claim that the palace lord was better than her, but when she saw her in person, Zhang Lan was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

The palace lord used to look very pure and had no distinctive features, but those bright eyes stole the limelight. Fortunately, she didn't know how to dress up at that time.

But now, her facial features have fully grown with age, and the delicate oval face with those bright autumn-like eyes is even more irresistible.

Although she was simply wearing a rose red dress and flat fish mouth sandals, which seemed to be a casual match, it could just show off her perfect figure.

Is this still the poor ghost from before? Why did he change when he came back from France?

Frowning slightly, Zhang Lan felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.