After wearing books, I rely on live broadcast to raise cubs

Song Zhao discovered Zhuo Shaofan all of a sudden. He was too involved in the live broadcast. He didn't realize that there were more people in the family, and he didn't realize that everyone's atmosphere was not right.

Chen Jing was stunned when he heard Song Zhao's words, wishing he could step forward and cover Song Zhao's mouth.

During Song Zhao's live broadcast, Mr. Zhuo came back suddenly just when he had reached the step of changing the flower knife, but he didn't interrupt Song Zhao's live broadcast. He became reserved at that time and greeted Mr. Zhuo in a low voice.

After knowing who he was, Mr. Zhuo called him aside to ask some questions, and they came over after they finished talking. It happened that Song Zhao's live broadcast was coming to an end soon, so he watched the end at the kitchen door.

No one expected Song Zhao to read Zhuo Shaofan's first sentence like this.

Zhuo Shaofan: "If I remember correctly, this villa should still be under my name, right?"

Zhuo Shaofan asked softly, so, is there a problem for him to go back to his own villa?

Song Zhao: "..."

The little guy looked up at Song Zhao, then at Zhuo Shaofan, then walked up to Song Zhao, stretched out his little hand and tugged at the hem of Song Zhao's clothes: "Zhao Zhao, Dad has been back a long time ago, and Dad is also watching Zhao Zhao cook. "

Song Zhao looked down at the little guy, then at Zhuo Shaofan, feeling a little embarrassed, he just asked subconsciously.

Song Zhao: "Well, what, I didn't mean that, I just didn't expect you to come back, have you eaten yet? If you don't mind, I'll make two more dishes, and we'll have dinner."

Song Zhao also knew that what he said was a bit wrong, after all, he was living in Zhuo Shaofan's house now.

Zhuo Shaofan: "Well, just watch." Then he turned to look at Chen Jing, "Mr. Chen also stay for dinner before leaving."

Chen Jing: "This, this is too disturbing, I..."

Chen Jing originally came here for the purpose of eating, but now that Mr. Zhuo is back, how dare he stay, especially when Song Zhao seemed to be upset with Mr. Zhuo just now. As an outsider, it is better not to watch the excitement .

Although delicious food cannot be disappointed, life is more important.

Song Zhao: "Brother Jing, stay for dinner, don't bother me, I have to thank you for taking care of me these years."

Song Zhao thought, if Chen Jing left, he and Zhuo Shaofan would be the only ones on the table for a while, and there would be little ones to eat.

That's so embarrassing, it's better to keep Chen Jing, even if Zhuo Shaofan gets angry, he won't talk about him in front of outsiders.

Zhuo Shaofan: "Arrange it, Mr. Chen go out and sit." Zhuo Shaofan said to Song Zhao.

Everyone followed, leaving only Xiaobudian and Song Zhao. Song Zhao patted Xiaobudian's head and said, "Okay, you can go out to play too, and I'll make you an egg custard later."

Zhuo Jingyan smiled and touched her little head: "Thank you Zhaozhao."

Then he happily left the kitchen.

In the living room, Hong Li served tea, and Zhuo Shaofan was sitting on the sofa, holding a tablet in his hand, looking at something.

Chen Jing sat quite cautiously, looking at Zhuo Shaofan's appearance, wondered if he was still angry at Song Zhao's words.

And is Zhuo Shaofan angry?

That's nothing, it's not just a matter of one sentence, and he won't be angry about it.

The atmosphere in the living room was a bit dignified, the little guy came out, and deliberately went to his father, whom he didn't see several times a year, without calling him, just looking at him like that.

Zhuo Shaofan didn't feel it at first, but the little guy's eyes were too enthusiastic, so Zhuo Shaofan lowered his head and gave the little guy a look.

When Zhuo Jingyan saw his father looking over, his face was full of pride and showing off, and his tone was particularly proud: "Zhaozhao touched my head just now, and Zhaozhao said, he wants to make egg custard for me."

Zhuo Shaofan: "..."

Zhuo Shaofan: "Really? Then you are amazing."

Chen Jing: "..."

It was the first time for Chen Jing to see Zhuo's father and son getting along, and he was quite curious. How could he feel that the young master of the Zhuo family was closer to Zhao Zhao than to his own father?

The little guy became even more smug after hearing this, Zhao Zhao just liked him.

In the kitchen, Song Zhao moved quickly, and Master Yang helped prepare the dishes, and he made three dishes and one soup in a short while.

Song Zhao greeted in the living room: "Dinner is ready, you can come over for dinner."

When Zhuo Shaofan heard this, he put the tablet in his hand on the sofa and stood up.

However, no matter how fast Zhuo Shaofan moved, he was still not faster than the little one. The little one jumped off the sofa and ran towards the restaurant as soon as he heard Song Zhao's voice.

Zhuo Shaofan was polite and polite: "Mr. Chen, please."

Chen Jing: "Mr. Zhuo is polite, you are polite, please first."

Who can have the ability to eat at the same table as President Zhuo's?I'm afraid that Mr. Zhao hasn't had this opportunity yet, but now he has it.

This keeps him blowing for years.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, he could smell the aroma of the food. Song Zhao didn't prepare any complicated dishes, they were all home-cooked dishes.

In addition to the live-cooked squirrel mandarin fish, I also fried shredded pork with green pepper, eggplant with minced meat, fried broccoli and tomato and egg soup.

Song Zhao: "They are all home-cooked dishes, and they can't compare to the big hotels outside. You guys have a taste. If the taste is good, I can teach you the live broadcast next time."

As a chef, what Song Zhao likes to see most is that everyone likes to eat his dishes, and being able to act on a CD is an affirmation of his cooking skills.

Chen Jing: "Zhao Zhao, your hand is too skillful, just smelling it makes you want to eat."

Chen Jing didn't quite know how good the dishes of the so-called big hotel were, he only knew that Song Zhao's culinary skills were already considered a god among him.

Little guy: "Dad, the ones made by the big hotel must not be as delicious as the ones made by Zhaozhao, right?"

The little guy is the most supportive, even if Song Zhao himself said that his cooking is not good, but for him, Song Zhao's cooking is the best.

Zhuo Shaofan hummed inexplicably, and everyone began to eat.

Zhuo Shaofan was a little overwhelmed by the meal, but he still couldn't show it on his face, so he pretended to be normal, wiped his mouth, and went upstairs.

When going upstairs, Zhuo Shaofan heard the air leaking leather jacket saying, "Dad doesn't seem to like eating very much, Zhao Zhao, so I won't make it for Dad in the future, so I can make it for the baby? Can't get tired so Zhao Zhao, the baby can eat it." I like Zhao Zhao's cooking."

Zhuo Shaofan: "..."

I don't know where he learned so many words at a young age, and who he learned from?

After Chen Jing left, Song Zhao got used to going outside for a walk after eating to digest food. The little guy didn’t even go to the toilet today, so he followed Song Zhao every step of the way. Seeing that Song Zhao was about to go out, he stood at the door and waited. .

But he didn't say he wanted to go out with Song Zhao, so he just stood at the door and waited.

Song Zhao walked to the door, squatted down, and looked at the little guy.

The little guy was a little embarrassed to be looked at so seriously by Song Zhao, and said awkwardly: "Zhao Zhao...what are you doing looking at the baby like this?"

Song Zhao: "Are you going to go for a walk with me?"

The little guy blushed as if his thoughts had been pierced, but he still nodded: "Can the baby go out with Zhao Zhao?"

Seeing the expectation in the little guy's eyes, Song Zhao really couldn't say no to it.

He really didn't understand why the little guy liked him so much and relied on him?He obviously treated him badly, didn't he?

At the beginning, he thought that in the book, the male partner’s revenge on the original body was due to the various things that the original body had done to him when he was a child, but the male partner’s inaction father was not retaliated by him, so he just needs to stay away from the dangerous male partner. Just like Zhuo Shaofan in the book, he will not be retaliated by the male partner.

But now, the little guy obviously likes him very much, and he is a little confused about his previous decision.

Zhuo Jingyan: "Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

Song Zhao: "No, nothing, let's go out."

Forget it, forget it if you don’t understand, let’s take a step at a time, life, isn’t it like this?

As the old saying goes, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge.

But what Song Zhao didn't know was that he took the little guy out to digest food, and Zhuo Shaofan, who was full, wandered around the study on the second floor for half an hour before his stomach felt better.

Two days later, the little guy was sent to the kindergarten. Since there were no classes, Song Zhao wanted to study what to do with the live broadcast, so he received a call from Chen Jing asking him to go to the company.

Song Zhao rushed to the door of Chen Jing's office, but before he could enter, the door was opened from the inside, and a handsome young man came out.

The man who was still smiling went out, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, especially after seeing him, he was even more gloomy and ugly: "Song Zhao, you have the ability, I want to see if you can hold it Get up, let's wait and see." After speaking, he deliberately bumped Song Zhao's shoulder, and left angrily.

Song Zhao: "??"

It happened so suddenly, Song Zhao didn't react, who is this?

Song Zhao had memories of his original body, and knew that that person just now was Lin Yang, the best-developed artist under Chen Jing, and he was at the same time as him.

The problem is, Lin Yang is better than the original body in everything, just now Lin Yang was jealous, right?What the hell are you jealous about?

Song Zhao couldn't figure it out.

Probably hearing the noise outside, Chen Jing came out, saw Song Zhao, and greeted: "Zhao Zhao is here? Why don't you come in?"

Song Zhao rubbed the bumped shoulder: "I just ran into Lin Yang, did he take the wrong medicine or didn't take it? It's like a crazy person."

Chen Jing: "..." He probably knew why.

Chen Jing: "How is it? Are you okay?" Seeing Song Zhao rubbing his shoulders, Chen Jing didn't understand anything, so he hurriedly asked.

Song Zhao: "It's nothing, you asked me for something?"

Chen Jing: "Come on, let's go into the office and say, there is a drama I want to recommend you to try in the past two days. , and the characters are more likable, this is the script, you should read it first, audition in three days."

He specially looked for this movie. As long as Song Zhao is willing, he will call Secretary Peng when the time comes. The audition is just a process. On that day, Mr. Zhuo specially told him that Zhao Zhao should accept the movie. The script must be good and the characters must be good. Fan, there shouldn't be too many scenes, it would take up Song Zhao's time.

"Success, audition in three days, right? I'll take it back and have a look, and then I'll think about it." It happened that he took a few classes, so he could try to see how he learned.

Before Song Zhao finished speaking, the phone rang, and it was Steward Jiang's call.

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhao's expression turned a little ugly.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Chen Jing couldn't help asking.

Song Zhao: "Something happened to the little guy in the kindergarten. I have to rush to the kindergarten. I'll talk to you about the script later."

When he heard that it was Zhuo Jingyan's business, how could Chen Jing dare to delay him: "Cheng Chengcheng, children's affairs are a big one, so hurry up, wait, are you brought by the driver? Is the driver still there?"

Song Zhao: "I asked the driver to go back first, it's okay, I'll take a taxi there."

Chen Jing stood up and picked up the car key on the table: "Don't take a taxi, I'll drive you and take you there, kids, don't make any mistakes." Especially since this is a child of Mr. Zhuo's family, so I don't dare to make any mistakes.

Song Zhao was also a little worried, and said indistinctly on the phone: "Success, thank you."

So the two hurried to the little guy's kindergarten.

The author says:

Late update, happy reading everyone;

President Zhuoba: Can you guess why I came back again?

(Nonsense, definitely not because of squirrel mandarin fish, absolutely absolutely.)

昭昭：有个词叫，解释就是，对吧！感谢在2022-07-1614:50:24-2022-07-1719:56:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of NO drop ball;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!