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

After returning home from the hospital, Leng Qingqing asked Xu Zan for leave. Xu Zan expressed his mild confusion at her requesting leave so easily——

"Do you think this is work?!"

You also ask for leave. Have you ever seen any artist take a vacation?

Deserted and speechless, no FUCK to say.

Of course, it would be a lie to say that the artists under his control are not distressed. Xu Zan cleared his throat: "Are you okay? What did the doctor say, should I take medicine or get water?"

Leng Qingqing was moved a little bit: "The doctor said it's okay, just take some medicine and rest..."

"Oh. Then I'll give you a day off today. There will be a flash mob event tomorrow and you must go."

Leng Qingqing instantly put away her emotion and said expressionlessly: "I know."

"By the way, how's the situation with Li Guoze going?" Leng Qingqing suddenly remembered the name Li Guoze, and associated it with Zhou Yuanlong, who was sent to the hospital after an argument with his endorsement boss.

Xu Zan clicked his tongue and said, "You must have remembered him. You didn't ask me these past few days. I thought you had forgotten."

? Leng Qingqing: "Stop talking nonsense, talk quickly."

"Didn't we jointly accuse him of spreading rumors? Li Guoze refused to admit it. Moreover, all the names he used were letters. There is no conclusive evidence to prove that the artists he wrote in those articles were the artists themselves. The two sides are in a stalemate, but As soon as this incident came out, Li Guoze's second half of his life was ruined, and we did a good thing. At least he won't be able to harm others in the future."

Leng Qingqing listened, frowned, and nodded slowly.

"Okay, follow up over there and let me know if you have any news."

I didn't expect it to come to this.

Xu Zan hummed and comforted her: "Don't worry, I heard they are looking for other evidence. Since Li Guoze has been arrogant for so long, he must have done more than this one bad thing."

Will rats eat only one place? It is only a matter of time before the evidence of Li Guoze's crime is found.

In addition, Xu Zan also accepted several auditions and commercials for Leng Qingqing. Leng Qingqing did not resist. Looking at the time, most of them were concentrated in the later period.

She still had enough time to prepare for Huo Yanheng's birthday party.

Leng Qingqing sent invitations to the birthday party to Zhao Qianjin, Xie Xie, and all the familiar friends from "Family of Three", inviting them to come and play together.

Zhao Qianjin expressed her surprise: "Is it true? Hengheng's birthday is coming, and I didn't even know it!"

Then he grabbed her and asked Huo Yanheng what gift he liked so that she could be bought.

Leng Qingqing didn't know the answer to this question. He had been with Huo Yanheng for so long, and the child had never shown his preferences.

Even what he liked to eat was something she learned through observation.

What Huo Yanheng likes to play has become a difficult problem for Leng Qingqing.

She felt a little headache, rubbed her forehead, and suggested to Zhao Qianjin.

"Well, I know what gift you give him, he will definitely like it very much."

As expected, Zhao Qianjin took the bait and quickly asked on the other end of the phone: "What is it? What is it?"

Leng Qingqing said with a serious face, word for word——

"A math workbook."

Zhao Qianjin: "Huh?"

Did she hear it right?

As if to answer her words, Leng Qingqing said in a tone that sounded like a telemarketing call: "A math exercise book can definitely bring you closer to Heng Heng. I can completely assure you that, really, I can't do it for ordinary people." Tell him the secret."

This birthday party can also be regarded as the first official meeting ceremony for Zhao Qianjin and Huo Yanheng. How can it be perfunctory.

At this moment, Zhao Qianjin's mentality towards Huo Yanheng had already undergone earth-shaking changes.

That's why I chased Leng Qingqing to find out what Hengheng likes, so that she can cater to her liking.

In the past, when she was young and ignorant, her attitude towards Huo Yanheng was not good.

But he is a child after all. Zhao Qianjin is not disgusted with him, but he just doesn't want to see that little face that looks very similar to Huo Jingsen.

Well now.

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Zhao Qianjin: Her child is my child, and I must give her the best.

She knew that Leng Qingqing was a loser.

But hearing Leng Qingqing's tone of voice so determined, it didn't sound like he was lying.

Zhao Qianjin went to place the order with hesitation.

After Leng Qingqing hung up the phone, she was still recalling Zhao Qianjin's obviously disbelieving tone.

Indeed, it is hard for any normal person to believe that a four-year-old child’s favorite thing is not any gift, but a book of math exercises.

A few days ago, Leng Qingqing asked him if he had any birthday wishes, except for the stars in the sky, she would fulfill him.

Huo Yanheng looked at her seriously for a long time.

"Can you change my time off on Saturdays and Sundays to attend tutoring classes?"

Leng Qingqing: “…………”

Leng Qingqing: "…………???"

"Can you say that again?"

Leng Qingqing picked her ears, thinking she heard wrongly, and gave Huo Yanheng another chance in a friendly manner.

Huo Yanheng: "Can you change my rest time on Saturdays and Sundays to attend tutoring classes?"

Looking at Leng Qingqing with big clear eyes, Huo Yanheng repeated it again. This time he enunciated the words more clearly than the last time. Leng Qingqing couldn't even say that he didn't hear clearly.

Leng Qingqing: "Of course not."

He rejected Huo Yanheng categorically.

Huo Yanheng was not disappointed, as if he had known this result for a long time.

Then he came up with another set of rhetoric.

"I like any gift as long as it's from my mother."

Leng Qingqing immediately beamed with joy and touched his plush head: "I know, mom will take care of it. Go play with Laifu. Mom will call you after dinner."

Huo Yanheng nodded and walked toward the garden, calling Laifu's name in a low voice.

In the evening, Leng Qingqing saw a car parked next to the fountain from the terrace on the second floor. The car lights were on and the door was open. Huo Jingsen got out of the car and raised his eyes to see her.

Standing deserted on the edge of the terrace, wearing only a nightgown, her long hair was coiled around her shoulders and down to her waist. The pure white curtains behind her were swayed by the wind, and her long black hair also swayed slightly.

In such a pure and romantic atmosphere, she was holding a big red apple in her hand and was chewing it with relish.

Seeing Huo Jingsen, she stretched out the hand holding the apple and waved to him as a greeting.

Huo Jingsen went straight to the second floor and was heading to the study. The door to the deserted room opened, as if he had been waiting for him here.

"Is something wrong?" Huo Jingsen tightened the collar of his shirt slightly and spoke in a calm voice.

Lonely eyes looked straight at him: "Of course, the day after tomorrow is Hengheng's birthday, you don't know, right?"

Huo Jingsen: "I know, I'll leave it to you to prepare. I feel relieved."

Leng Qingqing raised her eyebrows, are you drawing cakes for her again?

She didn't want to eat this pie: "You mean you won't be here?"

This is obviously not the first time.

The original owner also held a birthday party for Huo Yanheng in the past, but Huo Jingsen didn't come. Since then, it has never been held again.

Not only was there no birthday party, the original owner was even stingy about buying a cake for Huo Yanheng.

The reason is that thinking about his birthday makes me angry. Such a ridiculous reason.

It was as if Huo Yanheng's existence and birth were not for him to be himself, but for her to please another man.

Huo Jingsen glanced at her: "I..."

No matter what he wanted to say, Leng Qingqing didn't give him a chance to speak: "? What, will you be there too? You must be very busy. I spend every birthday with Hengheng. Wasn't it always like this before? ."

"It doesn't matter. If you're busy, go ahead. Your family is not as important as work."

Leng Qingqing walked forward thoughtfully, stretched out her hand, and gently patted his shoulder, which was straight and without a trace of dust.