Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

"No, Prince, if you just walk a little slower, the young master is waiting for you to finish your sentence!"

"Prince, you've left a shadow when you turned around, don't stretch your neck!"

"I'm really impressed, the prince has to help Boss Zhu go down the stairs."

Lin Wanyue came to the dining table and sat down, Chunsheng took a sip of milk, and his white beard was stained.

"Morning, sister~"

"Morning, Chunsheng."

Song Jiajun put the soy milk in front of Lin Wanyue, "The waffles you said you wanted to eat last night are ready soon, wait a moment."

Lin Wanyue was still awake, and nodded when she heard the man's words.

She didn't like to drink milk, but she liked to drink all kinds of soy milk.

Song Jiajun is now leaning more and more towards the image of a virtuous husband. As long as he is at Dijing Manor, he makes breakfast.

It should be said that this man's cooking talent is probably at the maximum level, and he can learn the dishes taught by the servants in one go.

"Eat a soup dumpling first. I just made it this morning. It won't taste good if it gets cold." Song Jiajun picked up a soup dumpling for each of the siblings, "Be careful of the heat."

Lin Wanyue blew the steamed dumpling with her eyes closed, her brain still restarting.

Song Jiajun looked at the little girl with a smile on his face. He reached out to take the little girl's bowl, blew the soup dumpling to cool it down, and handed it back.

"Little confused, it's not hot now, eat it."

In sharp contrast, Chunsheng, who was sitting quietly eating by himself, pouted his mouth and blew hard.

Song Jiajun gave him a thumbs up from the opposite side, "Chunsheng is great, I'll take care of your sister, you eat well."

Chunsheng didn't think anything was wrong and nodded his head.

"Which direction should I kowtow to have such a boyfriend?"

"How can this be the prince? This is the personal maid of Boss Zhu!"

"What time do you have to get up to make breakfast? Do rich people sleep so little?"

"The waffles look so good!"

"I ordered the same takeaway and waited for the meal!"

"I threw my boyfriend who was picking his feet and grinning next to me over my shoulder!"

"Wow, what kind of fate is this! My boyfriend is handsome, spoiled and rich, and my brother is cute and independent."

"Who is the kid? You two really don't care at all!"

......

After breakfast, the three people changed their clothes and sent Chunsheng to class. When the camera followed them to the garage, there were so many comments on the screen that the faces of the people could not be seen clearly.

Lin Wanyue randomly selected a car, Song Jiajun carried Chunsheng into the car and drove to the early childhood education school.

"Boss Zhu has more cars than the shared bikes at the entrance of our community!"

"I don't recognize many of the cars, but I can tell from the shape that I can't afford them!"

"If I drive one a day, I can't change them all in a month, right?"

"Do you think this is the life of rich people in your imagination? Wrong! You can't even imagine the life of rich people!"

"It's a must-have for the prince at home. He can be in the living room and the kitchen, and he can also coax his brother-in-law."

When approaching the school, Lin Wanyue stretched out her hand to block the camera.

The entire live broadcast room was pitch black, and only the sound of Lin Wanyue and the others talking to the teacher could be heard.

When the live broadcast room appeared again, Lin Wanyue and Song Jiajun had already got in the car.

Regarding Lin Wanyue covering the camera, many people on the Internet said that she was hypocritical. Since she had participated in the show, why did she pretend to need privacy.

But the person involved didn't care. She participated in the show for emotional value and for Song Jiajun's desire to participate, but it didn't mean that she had to bring Chunsheng to the public eye.

He is still young and needs a good environment to grow up. If he is exposed to the public, he will always worry about whether someone will secretly take photos of him.

And now everyone in the circle basically knows that she has a younger brother. If Chunsheng often lives under the camera, it will be bad for his growth.

Lin Wanyue contacted the best kindergarten in City B. When Chunsheng goes to school in September, these people will not dare to send people to follow him even if they know what Chunsheng looks like.

Chunsheng's life will not be disturbed too much. It is enough for the circle to know Chunsheng, and there is no need to expose him too much to the media.

There are three other groups of guests filming the show together. The first two days of the first video are centered on the daily life of the two people. Later, everyone will be arranged to live together in one place.

Because it will take several days to go, Song Jiajun has to go to the company today to deal with the work first, and Lin Wanyue was dragged along.

Song Jiajun led Lin Wanyue into the company, followed by two cameramen.

When the figures of the group disappeared from sight, the two people at the front desk looked forward with a smile, and then their mouths moved slightly.

"Did you see the smile on the boss's face?Rippling!"

"See, it's good enough that my boss can date without smiling."

"Other people's CPs are all in business, only my CP is openly giving out sweets!"

"Of course, didn't you hear the assistant complain about the boss slaughtering dogs every day this morning?"

This is the first time that Song Jiajun's office has been exposed to the public. Compared with the previous gray and white tones, there are many more things in his office now.

Green plants by the window, a small pink blanket, a photo of two people on the table, a white hairpin next to the photo, a snack cabinet against the wall and a half-pieced hairpin by Chunsheng.

The decoration of the office has not changed, but because Lin Wanyue has entered her life, his world has many more bright colors.

"Ms. Lin, your milk tea. "

Lin Wanyue always drinks a cup of milk tea from the company every time she comes, with less ice and three-tenths of sugar, and the secretary knows it without being told.

Sure enough, Lin, who got the milk tea, leaned on the sofa with his milk tea in his arms, looking very comfortable.

"Wanyue, I'm going to a meeting, which will be over in about an hour. If you're hungry, ask someone to order food, and if you're thirsty, ask the secretary to pour it for you. Don't walk around..."

Song Jiajun met the little girl's speechless eyes and silently shut up.

"I'm not three years old, don't worry about it. Besides, it's not been an hour since I just finished my meal, how can I be so hungry!"

"Okay, I'll be back soon!" "Song Jiajun rubbed the top of the girl's head, rubbing her hair up.

The man stretched out his hand to press it down, but for some reason he couldn't do it. He pretended nothing happened, kissed the girl on the face, and hurried out of the office.

Lin Wanyue was confused. Why did this person run so fast? He was just hesitating and didn't want to leave!

Lin Wanyue's upturned hair, coupled with this little face and a questioning expression, looked stupid.

"Ahhhh my wife is so cute! ! ! ! ! !"