Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

After watching Andre, we came to the wonderful moments of Ms. Tang Yuzhu.

Tang Yuzhu, who just came back with the guests this afternoon, completely missed the scene of her friends being crushed by dimensionality reduction.

At this time, after seeing Leng Qingqing, she was invited to eat cockroaches.

After seeing Andre's look, Tang Yuzhu hesitantly refused. That thing was so disgusting, who would want to eat it.

Tang Yuzhu ran to the garden and dug with her pink children's shovel.

[Ms. Tang Yuzhu, are you digging for earthworms? Do you want to follow in Andre's footsteps? 】

[Tsk, tsk, Yuzhu is still too young. 】

[Yuzhu, don’t blame your sister for not reminding you, don’t go against this woman. 】

【I have a bad feeling...】

[The barrage is here, protect our Tang Yuzhu. 】

What appears in the lens is a delicate white hand holding a walnut wooden curved umbrella handle.

As the camera slowly moved up, netizens saw the deserted face.

With a smile on her face, she asked softly: "Yuzhu, what are you doing?"

Tang Yuzhu picked up a dark object from the pit and smiled at her.

"Aunt Qingqing, look what good stuff I found!"

In the close-up of the camera, netizens could clearly see that it was a dead rat.

Looking through the screen, I feel suffocated.

"Aunt Qingqing, do you recognize what it is? Can you take a closer look?"

A parabola was drawn in mid-air, and Tang Yuzhu threw the mouse over. A little weak, the mouse landed at Leng Qingqing's feet.

Wearing thin cotton and linen lace-up sandals, Leng Qingqing reveals her delicate white ankles under the long skirt.

"Rat," Leng Qingqing bent down, picked up the rat's tail with her fair and slender fingers, and held it in front of her eyes to examine it with the eyes of a chef looking at the ingredients, she said with a smile.

"It should be delicious if you take it and fry it in a pan."

After saying that, Leng Qingqing, who was standing under the umbrella, squinted her eyes, as if thinking of something delicious, she stretched out her tongue and licked the corners of her lips.

Tang Yuzhu seemed to be frightened, she fell back and squatted down, her skirt was stained with mud.

At this moment, she didn't care that her skirt was dirty. She looked up at Leng Qingqing in a daze.

The expressions are almost the same as those of the netizens in front of the screen.

Another close-up shot of a dead rat, and netizens felt bad.

[I suggest you check it out, it doesn’t look like the show...]

[Am I the only one who still remembers Leng Qingqing’s Weibo certification that he is an actor? 】

[Well, I would like to call it the highlight period of the actor's career. 】

[Yuzhu, now you know why Andre is so weak. 】

[It must be a good performance, how can anyone really be so perverted! ! 】

[Real-life fairy tale version of the witch! It's just that this witch is too beautiful. 】

[It’s too awesome, it’s too awesome...]

Tang Yuzhu was stunned and didn't say a word. After a few seconds, he jumped up like a rabbit and sprinted into the living room in a sprint of 100 meters.

Looking at the camera innocently.

"Did I say anything? Why did she escape?"

Netizens edited the deserted clips into a video, with a super-burning BGM. The close-up shots clearly revealed the horrifying expressions of Andre and Tang Yuzhu.

The video quickly became popular all over the Internet, with over a million views on major software.

[Litchi TV Editor, let’s take a look and see what real editing is. 】

【Loneliness is the devil. 】

[The cockroach nemesis is deserted, the devil’s nemesis is deserted. 】

[Andre: The real devil is her! 】

Thanks to the full version of the program released by Lychee Channel and a series of follow-up publicity among netizens, the fans who had been left in the cold have grown back several times, and the popularity is considerable.

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Huo's old house.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, Xuanyun saw the housekeeper counting things in the yard. From his feet to the gate, almost half of the yard was filled with densely stacked cardboard boxes.

"what?"

Xuanyun came to the yard, glanced at it, and frowned.

After the housekeeper finished counting, he looked up and saw his wife standing in front of him, and quickly explained.

"Mr. Huo bought it. I don't know what it is exactly."

He handed the delivery note to Xuanyun and said, "The address on the delivery note is Huo Zhai's address and Mr. Huo's phone number."

Xuanyun took it and looked at it, then glanced at the ground and raised her chin slightly: "Open it and take a look."

The housekeeper paused slightly, looked a little embarrassed, and reminded: "Madam, after all, this is Mr. Huo's personal belongings."

Even for a mother, it is a bit too much to check her son's personal belongings without permission.

What's more, Mr. Huo hates this about his wife the most.

Xuanyun tightened her grip on the list, said with a straight face, word for word: "I am his mother, I can't read this thing. Open it."

The last two words sounded stronger than before.

The housekeeper raised his eyes and saw her face was stiff. He sighed inwardly and opened the box.

Soon, a voice came from above again, cold and indifferent.

"Open them all."

After a while, Xuanyun and the housekeeper were both stunned.

Xuanyun, "What are these?"

Maybe I filled in the wrong address.

On the wide ground, there are countless cardboard boxes neatly arranged, all of which are magazines.

Looking at the countless cold and charming profiles on the magazine cover, Xuanyun fell silent.

The housekeeper had obviously seen the big world, and he smiled, looking a little pleased: "Madam, Miss Qingqing's magazine went on sale a few days ago. I heard that it was still restricted, and it sold a total of several million dollars that day. I didn’t expect that our Mr. Huo’s handiwork would be included in this.”

Ever since Leng Qingqing took the initiative to file for divorce, Xuanyun asked Huo Zhai's servants to call people in the name of 'Miss Leng' or 'Miss Qingqing'.

Xuanyun's face wasn't pretty, but she didn't have the disgust she had when hearing about Leng Qingqing's recent situation. There was a hint of complexity in her eyes.

"This was all bought by...Jing Sen."

He would actually do such a thing just for the sake of being lonely.

Thinking of the last time her son refused to sign the divorce agreement with a cold and decisive tone, Xuanyun seemed to have a vague glimpse of something.

The housekeeper said cheerfully, looking very happy: "Our Mr. Huo is quite doting on his wife, but this child has been cold-faced and hot-hearted since he was a child. Do you remember that one year for your birthday, he was abroad and couldn't come back? At that time, you were so many How sad, I didn’t expect him to fly back that night without saying a word. In fact, he has always remembered this important thing. The family love that blood is thicker than water, he can’t forget.”

Unknowingly, the housekeeper's name for Huo Jingsen changed from 'Mr. Huo' to 'this kid', and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of nostalgia for the past.

Xuanyun's face softened slightly, and as she listened to the housekeeper's nagging, her eyes gradually softened.

"When does he come back?"

The butler leaned forward: "Tomorrow night at the latest."

Xuanyun thought thoughtfully, "Tell me, did I push him too hard?"

"Are you referring to divorce?" The housekeeper has been with Xuanyun for many years. He knew her intention with just one look. After thinking for a moment, he said carefully:

"Mr. Huo is not a child after all. He has his own ideas,"

This is really put mildly.

Xuanyun nodded slightly, but what she didn't say was that the marriage between Huo Jingsen and Leng Qingqing had become a thorn in her heart. She would never be at ease unless the two divorced.

Speaking of deserted...

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and the pages of books and magazines rustled above the opened carton.

Countless deserted faces turned over.

Xuanyun: "..."