Dressed as a boss and blackmailing his ex-wife all over the internet, killing the entertainment indu

Has this person's depression gotten better?

Can anyone tell me.

Zhao Yunyang returned to the room and saw his nephew, who continued to read the Three Character Classic very seriously.

Then he turned around and went downstairs to have a look.

"It's not healed yet, so you're just waiting here?"

Are you really not going to lose weight anymore?

"It smells so good."

It smells really good.

Fragrant.

"Zhao Qinghuan, you..."

Zhao Qinghuan glanced at the chattering people on the side and said, "Go over and bring me some food and drink."

what?

Let him run errands?

"The roasted whole lamb won't run away. Come inside quickly, it's so hot outside."

The other party is motionless.

"I asked your people to prepare ice cream for you, so you can eat ice cream inside the house?"

Is this ice cream delicious?

She has memories, but she has never eaten it.

"Go, go."

Zhao Yunyang's mouth twitched hard several times.

When did this person love eating so much?

Could it be that I was too hungry after participating in the show?

But that's not right. After she went to that desert island, she basically had something to eat.

Who said what?

So that she can no longer lose weight?

When Zhao Qinghuan ate the ice cream, it was cold and soft, and tasted better than ice cream.

She also ate a lot of iced food.

Chilled bayberry.

Are you falling in love with food?

Don't be afraid of gaining weight.

"One more."

Zhao Yunyang refused directly, "I can't eat it. I'd better eat less ice."

"Butler, give me more." I don't call you, I call the butler.

Seeing that the housekeeper was standing aside and not leaving, Zhao Qinghuan gave him a cold look and said, "Why, I am a young lady who is married and you don't want to listen to me."

The housekeeper wiped the sweat from his head and said with a wry smile, "Miss, I'll go right away, I'll go right away."

At the same time, I was still thinking: When did the lady have such momentum?

"It's more delicious. I'll take you to those food streets that day so you can eat enough."

"Thank you, little brother."

Zhao Yunyang felt numb again.

unusual.

Zhao Qinghuan is not normal.

When Father Zhao and Mother Zhao came over, they saw their daughter happily eating ice cream. She took a bite and put it in her mouth, then narrowed her eyes to enjoy it.

So delicious?

"Huanhuan, it's delicious, so don't eat too much."

Once I ate a small cake in one meal, I felt like I had eaten too much high-calorie food.

"Madam, sir, the roasted whole lamb is ready, is it ready to be served?"

Mother Zhao looked around and didn't see her grandson.

"Where's Tiantian?"

Why was he who was pestering his daughter now missing?

"Xiaoyang..."

"In my room, I'll go take a look."

When the roasted whole lamb was served, Zhao Qinghuan was greedy. The smell was so fragrant. It was better to leave professional matters to professionals.

Amateurs are amateurs after all.

"Madam, sir, miss, you can taste it."

The three of them didn't move their chopsticks.

When the last two people came down and sat down one by one, Zhao Qinghuan saw her father using chopsticks and hurriedly picked up the mutton and started eating.

Not to mention the aroma, it feels particularly delicious when you eat it in your mouth.

It tasted better than the roasted whole lamb she had eaten before.

"You're little, this is too spicy, you can't eat it."

Seeing that the child sitting next to him wanted to eat roast lamb, Zhao Qinghuan stopped him and gave him a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs.

The latter is not picky about food.

Zhao Yunyang also tasted the roast mutton, which tasted really good.

People who usually see her not moving after eating a piece of meat are now eating meat all the time, and her movements look very graceful, but when you eat meat, your movements are not so beautiful.

Delicious, everything is delicious.

Why are there so many delicious foods?

I can't get enough.

I really feel like everything I ate before was just fine chaff.

Especially in military camps, big pot rice can only be cooked, but the taste cannot be guaranteed.

I thought I would be able to eat well when I returned to the mansion, but I only enjoyed it for a short time before I was thrown into jail.

Mother Zhao put down her chopsticks first, followed by Tiantian, Father Zhao, and finally Zhao Yunyang, but one person kept eating.

Overeating?

"Baby, don't eat too much at once, or your stomach won't be able to bear it. We can have dessert and afternoon tea after dinner later." Mother Zhao quickly came up to persuade her, for fear that her daughter would not be able to digest it after eating too much.

She was only seven or eighty percent full.

I had dinner with Lu Huainian in the morning, but I didn't dare to eat too much.

Being stared at by everyone at the table, Zhao Qinghuan coughed lightly and said, "I don't want to waste it."

He changed the subject and said, "Mom, I want to make new clothes, handmade and customized."

"Okay, we'll have someone come over and measure you right now. We'll pick out what style of clothes you like first."

Zhao Yunyang quickly asked people to remove the leftovers from the table.

In order not to waste, do you overeat?

Your stomach won't be able to bear it.

Holding the tablet, he picked out the design drawings drawn by the designer who came over.

"This is ancient."

Do young people like ancient styles nowadays?

"This cheongsam is fine too."

Learn to be a woman and take your time.

"Dad, sister, I'll go fishing with you later. Let me check to see if something happened to her. She used to be obsessed with losing weight, but now she is overeating. I wonder if she has a split personality?"

"Hey, why did you hit me? I didn't say anything wrong. I just had doubts. This doubt can no longer be doubted?" Zhao Yunyang was talking when he was suddenly beaten and quickly took a few steps back to complain.

His sister is a treasure, and he is the grass on the ground.

Although Father Zhao beat his son, he was worried about this matter in his heart.

Huanhuan did eat a lot today.

First there were two small cakes, a plate of fruit, an ice cream, a lamb leg as big as that, and other dishes, which were indeed a lot.

"Ask the kitchen to prepare iced bayberry soup for your sister. It's a bit hot while fishing. This can take away the heat."

Zhao Yunyang wanted to cover his face. Besides, his sister was about to overeat. Why was she preparing iced bayberry soup again?

The designer came with his assistant, took measurements, and selected several designs.

Finally, we left with the customer's requirements and finalized design and dimensions.

"Sister, isn't that Zhao Qinghuan?" The assistant has only been following this designer for two years, and she doesn't know that Zhao Qinghuan is actually the daughter of the Zhao family.

"It's her. She's the daughter of the Zhao family. Don't tell anyone about it. When you get back, hurry up and make these clothes. The Zhao family has already paid the deposit."

The assistant nodded in agreement.

But it was difficult to calm down in my heart.

This Zhao Qinghuan has too much dirty stuff.

It was previously rumored that she was being kept by a financial sponsor?

She is the daughter of the Zhao family, does she still need to be taken care of?

He is not short of money at all, and he is a rich second generation who comes to the entertainment industry to work hard, but he still doesn't rely on his family.

After the clothes were ordered, Zhao Qinghuan went fishing with Father Zhao.

"Brother, I'm going to have a seafood dinner tonight. Please ask the kitchen to prepare more. I'll keep an eye on you."

What do you think of me?

Do I need you to keep an eye on me?

Zhao Yunyang really wanted to roll his eyes.

"The same goes for Lao Zhong. The sun is so bright, so let me go fishing." Father Zhao and Zhao Qinghuan sat alone and complained to their daughter.