After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

When Yang Shuya came to pick up her daughter, she was full of worries. Seeing that her daughter was safe and sound, she was still concerned for a long time.

"It's my mother's fault. I shouldn't just focus on business matters. In the future, my mother will spend more time with you."

Yang Shuya blamed herself in her heart, if she could accompany Su Tongtong on such a big day as Chinese New Year, and the family would celebrate New Year neatly, Su Tongtong would not want to go home, nor would she want to go to a small mountain village.

Such a thing will never happen.

Su Tongtong shook her head: "It's not your fault, it's all those scumbags."

Yang Shuya wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "My good daughter has grown up."

As she spoke, she took out four red envelopes from her bosom.

"Today, on the first day of the new year, the elders are going to give you lucky money, so come and take it."

As Yang Shuya said, she stuffed a red envelope into Tang Simi's hand.

On the fiery red cover, there are four words of Sui Sui Ping in gold.

Tang Simi held the red envelope in her hand and piled it thickly.

Yang Shuya has already sent another red envelope to Su Tongtong, Yang Lulu and Miss San respectively.

"Come play with me at the show I'm setting up tomorrow." Before Yang Shuya took her daughter home, she still reminded Tang Simi.

Miss San was in the ancestral hall and had been called her ancestor for decades. Suddenly, someone gave her a red envelope.

Just when she wanted to share her state of mind with Tang Simi, Tang Simi was in a daze about the red envelope.

"what happened?"

Tang Simi said: "This is the first time I have received this item."

But for the first time, it was like opening a head.

Not long after, Mrs. Tang sent her a red envelope.

"My daughter, let's have a happy new year."

Tang Zhuang and Tang's father went to Sanya together, Tang Luan was working overtime at the company, and Tang Zhen took several performances at the New Year's Eve party of variety shows.

Tang Simi received the red envelope from Yang Xinghan before she had time to accept it.

"The younger generation has them all, so quickly put them away."

Tang Simi was wondering when she received another lucky money from Mrs. Long.

"Why don't you come to my house to play often, I miss you."

When Mrs. Long said this, she glanced at her family's stupid son who didn't live up to expectations.

Tang Simi replied: "Go to another day."

She was just a little late and didn't receive the red envelope, so several people urged her.

Tang Simi couldn't sit still anymore, and took a screenshot of her backhand to Yun.

Izumo said, "We are monks, what are you doing with me?"

Saying so, Izumo still transferred the money, but deliberately remarked a sentence on the red envelope - the year-end bonus for the official staff of the Metaphysics Association.

Tang Simi: ...

There is cheap and no bastard.

As long as the red envelope contains money.

the next day.

Tang Simi arrived at Yang Shuya's show in advance.

There was still an hour before the start of the catwalk, and guests and guests entered the venue one after another, and there was still half an hour left.

We have reached the stage of final lighting adjustment.

Su Tongtong led the way, and just entered the backstage, she couldn't help rubbing her arms.

"Is there no heating here? Why is it so cold?"

Not only Su Tongtong was cold, even the other models backstage were already shivering from the cold.

The worker who went to repair the heating over there has not heard from him for a long time.

"What's the matter with the lights?" Yang Shuya said impatiently on the intercom.

Obviously everything went smoothly yesterday, but there are so many moths out of nowhere.

"The lighting was adjusted for the last time. If it didn't work, the programming of the lighting was withdrawn, and the lighting was manually adjusted."

As Yang Shuya said, she continued to ask: "What about the radiator? How could you be bothered by the radiator?"

"This building is newly built. It took less than two months from completion to decoration. It stands to reason that there will be no problems such as aging heating."

The workers had been searching for an entire afternoon, but they couldn't find any faults. The models who were trying on makeup could only be busy in the building in cotton clothes.

If this continues, it will definitely affect the effect on the formal show in the evening.

Yang Shuya frowned, "Miss Tang, you are all here."

Even though the situation was urgent, Yang Shuya still smiled politely.

"Tongtong has been here a few times, let her entertain you first." Yang Shuya said, frowning and answered a phone call.

Su Tongtong received a few cups of hot coffee, but still squeezed together with the staff to grab them. It was too cold, and everyone had to rely on hot drinks to continue their lives.

"Mimi, are you cold?" Su Tongtong handed the coffee to Tang Simi.

Tang Simi took it, and she followed Su Tongtong all the way to the lounge, and looked up and down many times.

When Su Tongtong realized this, his hairs stood on end.

"What's wrong here?" Su Tongtong asked.

When she was concentrating on looking at Tang Simi, a woman pretended to be her and knocked down the cup in her hand. The hot coffee was poured on the ground, and the splashed coffee juice poured on her body.

Su Tongtong frowned. The clothes she wore today were carefully selected. Half of the show started to perform, and she was the audience sitting in the first row.

Especially since she, Ma Aimin, is today's owner. She wore a dirty skirt, which hurt her mother's face.

When Yang Shuya heard the movement, her frown, which she couldn't untie, froze again.

It's really no big trouble, and there are many small problems.

The endless small problems really made Yang Shuya feel like too many ants were killing the elephant.

"It's not going well, why is it not going well?"

Yang Shuya said, checking her daughter's skirt.

The woman who met Su Tongtong was a small model, unknown, she realized that she was in trouble, and she was about to cry immediately.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Vivienne said, her movements cramped.

Tang Simi said, "You're pregnant."

It was only then that Vivian noticed Tang Simi. Although she knew her, Tang Simi's face had an unforgettable glamorous beauty.

So it is probably not a star, it is more likely to be Su Tongtong's friend, a rich and famous lady.

She immediately begged for mercy and said: "I am pregnant, but my figure is not out of shape, and the baby has never troubled me."

"Maybe it's too cold here, suddenly my stomach feels very uncomfortable..."

Yang Shuya's stomach was full of anger, but she was put out by her words that she was pregnant and her stomach was uncomfortable.

But this feeling of not being able to get angry is also very uncomfortable. Yang Shuya glanced at her stomach, "How many months?"

"One month." Vivian said.

Yang Shuya glared at her.

Vivienne stammered and changed her words: "Three months..."

They are all women, Yang Shuya originally wanted to make things easier for Wei Wei'an.

But only a few words were exchanged, and Yang Shuya was very dissatisfied with her with her attitude of concealing the situation and lying a lot.

"Don't worry, get ready to go to the show." Yang Shuya said, suppressing her anger.

"Okay, I can get over this situation," Vivian said.

"Really?" Tang Simi questioned.

"Yes." Vivian answered weakly.

Tang Simi shook her head: "No."

What she said was categorical, which made Vivian very uncomfortable.

Tang Simi's eyes fell on her stomach, and a wave of resentment crawled on her stomach.

Tang Simi said: "Your baby is very healthy, and he doesn't want to bother you. Something is bothering him."

"Something is messing with him..." Vivian was puzzled: "What is it?"

Tang Simi said, "Don't you know?"

Vivienne's guilty look doesn't look like she doesn't know anything.

Tang Simi said in a deep voice, "If you want people to not know, you have to do nothing yourself, so you know better than me."