The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

When Liu Zhenzhen called, Fang Qingqing had just developed a bomb as small as a brooch with Yun Sheng at home.

"Mom, this looks so beautiful. Shall we give it to Aunt Zhenzhen as a New Year's gift?"

Xiao Yunsheng couldn't put it down when he looked at the exquisite gadget that he and his mother had researched together. He was the first to think of giving it to his favorite aunt Zhenzhen.

Fang Qingqing was shocked when she heard this.

At this moment, the mobile phone placed aside rang, and the caller ID happened to be Liu Zhenzhen.

"Your Aunt Zhenzhen is really going to die in mourning for you."

Fang Qingqing's mouth twitched and she answered the phone while talking.

"Who? What are you laughing at? What did my great nephew say?" Liu Zhenzhen heard just half of the sentence and couldn't help asking curiously.

"Ah, he said that his current motorcycle skills are 18 times better than yours, and he will challenge you to a duel another day."

Fang Qingqing glanced at the small bomb in Yun Sheng's hand and made up some random stuff.

Yun Sheng:? ? ?

Yun Sheng looked at his mother who was talking nonsense with hurt eyes, and couldn't believe his ears.

"Baby, you're quite crazy."

Sure enough, she heard Aunt Liu Zhenzhen despising herself on the other side of the phone. Yun Sheng huddled in the corner injured, watching her mother call.

The exquisite butterfly-shaped bomb in his hand suddenly lost its scent.

Fang Qingqing looked at him like that and felt pitiful and funny at the same time. While laughing, she asked Liu Zhenzhen on the other end of the phone:

"What's wrong, Agent Liu, are you going to give me a job?"

During this period, Liu Zhenzhen also endured a lot of pressure and postponed a lot of work in order to allow Fang Qingqing to take a good rest.

The scripts, variety show invitations, and various endorsements on hand have piled up, and He Dafa didn’t know how many times he urged them.

In just these two days, she felt it was time for Fang Qingqing to resume work, so she called her to discuss it.

"Some time ago, a cosmetics brand asked you to endorse it. It has been delayed for a long time. You can check the situation in the past two days and arrange time to take photos of the materials."

Liu Zhenzhen said seriously, while Fang Qingqing rubbed Xiao Yunsheng's head, grabbing the three tufts of hair on his head every now and then, thinking for a moment and said: "That's okay, no matter how hard I work, I still want to be free." What a fart."

Yun Sheng looked up at her again hurt -

Wouldn't it be nice to stay with yourself? Why go out to work? He can make money to support her!

"By the way, "Red Makeup" has been scheduled to be released soon. You may want to cooperate with the promotion. We will discuss the details at that time."

Fang Qingqing responded lazily, "Okay."

To be honest, since what happened in Cannes last time, her main thoughts are no longer on this.

The desire to find Mei and capture the black k is stronger than anything else.

"It's true."

She hesitated for a moment, and then said after hearing Liu Zhenzhen's response: "Besides these, let's take a moment to do other work. On my side, I may not be sure about the time later."

Liu Zhenzhen was silent for a few seconds, and then exclaimed:

"Suddenly, are you pregnant?"

Fang Qingqing:......

Yun Sheng also heard Liu Zhenzhen's voice on the phone and looked at Fang Qingqing's belly with her hair twisted into a chicken coop.

"Mom, am I going to be the big brother?"

The loss and hurt just now were swept away because of these words.

Fang Qingqing covered his mouth with one hand.

"No, no, Liu Zhenzhen, don't spread rumors!"

Fang Qingqing clarified urgently.

"Ah, okay, okay, not pregnant or not. To be honest, I think you are at the peak of your career now and you are still young. It would be good to accumulate more works. Of course, this is just my idea. In the end The decision is still up to you."

Fang Qingqing laughed at the long list of words.

"You are truly the most democratic agent in the entire entertainment industry."

Liu Zhenzhen shrugged, "Then what can be done? Who knows that you, a woman, have so many unknown secrets? Coupled with Mrs. Yun's identity, I would be very grateful if you don't fire me."

Fang Qingqing raised her lips and smiled, and the two of them joked on the phone for a while before hanging up.

Yun Sheng blinked and looked at Fang Qingqing.

"Mom, are you really not considering giving me a little brother or sister?"

A child's wishes are very straightforward, and his expectations can be seen in his eyes.

Fang Qingqing squeezed his little hand.

"Now is not the time, Yun Sheng, have you forgotten that we still have important things to do?"

As soon as Fang Qingqing said this, Yun Sheng suddenly lowered his head and fell silent.

"There's been no news for so long. Is she still there?"

Both of them knew who they were talking about. Fang Qingqing picked him up and hugged him, "Human thoughts are sometimes very strange things. As long as we look forward to it, she can be there."

"And what kind of person would she be?"

Yun Sheng raised his head and looked at Fang Qingqing with eyes like stars.

"Are you very similar? Will she like me? Will she like me as much as you do? If she likes me, why hasn't she come to me for so many years?"

The little person curled up in Fang Qingqing's arms, and the two sat on the carpet.

At this moment, Fang Qingqing finally understood why the child had not mentioned a word about his biological mother for so long.

"Silly boy, she must like you, maybe even more than me."

As her aunt, she stayed with him as her stepmother and liked him. After knowing her identity, she felt even more sorry for him.

Now seeing him like this, small and soft, asking such questions, confused and expecting, my heart melted.

"Then what kind of person will she be?"

Yun Sheng raised his head and asked.

Fang Qingqing recalled the memories of seeing her: she was a bloodthirsty and cold-blooded person.

At least she was such a person when she was in the League of Spades.

But in the words of Yun Yan's comrades-in-arms, she is innocent, sweet, gentle and kind, a girl as simple as a blank slate.

"She is very kind, very gentle and very pure."

At least, she was such a person when she gave birth to Yun Sheng.

Yun Sheng nodded thoughtfully.

"Mom, if I find her again in the future, I will love you just as much."

Yun Sheng said seriously, and he suddenly felt that the problem he was avoiding talking about was not a problem at all.

Fang Qingqing rubbed his head and smiled.

"Then what if your mother, my sister, gets jealous?"

Yun Sheng tilted her head and thought for a long time, then said: "It doesn't matter, I have a lot of love, but if you make every one of you feel it, I can still make a lot of money and buy a lot of beautiful things for my two mothers." Clothes, buy an island for each of you..."

Yun Sheng talked about his plan with great yearning.

Through his eyes, Fang Qingqing seemed to see the innocent girl whose appearance was similar to hers, but whose appearance was different from Yun Sheng's.

It would be great if we could really find it.