After the team discussed it, they contacted the brand to inform them that Jiang Jiang and Little Prince would be attending the show.

When the brand representatives learned that Princess Jiang Jiang and her little prince were going to the fashion show, they were stunned for a long time before they reacted. They were incoherent and trembling, asking incredulously, "Are the princesses really going to the fashion show?"

"You...you're not lying to us, are you? It's Princess Jiang Jiang and the little prince coming to see the show together?"

The team member said, "Yes, please make preparations here. We will be entering the show venue early tomorrow. We hope your security team will provide payment for Princess Yan's runway walk..."

"Add more money!" The brand representative interrupted the team without hesitation: "We'll add money to His Highness Yan's salary, 100 million after tax, and also give His Highness Jiang Jiang and His Highness Xiao Xiao a formal dress each!"

The team members were surprised; the price increase was beyond their expectations.

However, one can foresee how worthwhile their 100 million yuan investment will be, and how sensational their fashion show will be: "Alright, we will give the little prince and the little princess the dresses you gave them. As for whether they wear them or not, that's not up to us. It's all up to your luck!"

"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you. I'll have someone send it over right away!" The brand's intention in sending the clothes was to allow the little prince who was attending the fashion show to wear their clothes.

As long as the young prince wears their clothes, it is an affirmation of their clothes and the best publicity for their clothes.

This kind of publicity, let alone 100 million, even 1 billion couldn't buy it.

However, he did not clearly understand that no one could force the young prince and the little prince to wear their clothes.

Team member: "Okay, let's get in touch if anything comes up, goodbye!"

"Goodbye!" The brand representative shouted excitedly when the computer was disconnected. They immediately arranged for someone to deliver the dress, then held a meeting to find the best solution to ensure that the young prince and his little prince could attend the show to their satisfaction.

With nothing else to do, Jiang Si went back into the kitchen to cook for Yan Liu.

Yanliu is a willow tree, a tree that has become a spirit and transformed into a human.

No matter how much she eats, her stomach is always flat and you can't see her belly.

Moreover, she ate with great relish, stuffing a big mouthful into her mouth, making it bulge out like a large hamster, chewing with her eyes slightly narrowed, eating with obvious happiness.

Jiang Si filmed a 10-second video of herself eating and posted it online, like a parent showing off their child, with the caption: "My little Yanliu loves the food I make!"

As soon as the video was posted, the fans who were discussing when the dragon that had been being attacked in the sky for a day and a night would finally be brought down immediately shifted their focus.

Fans watched the video and posted comments, and one of them said jealously, "Little Yanliu, what an adorable nickname! Your Highness, look at me, you can call me Little Wenwen too!"

"What is Xiaowenwen? Your Highness, you can call me Little Sweetie. I'm willing to be your Little Sweetie, and I don't need to eat anything!"

"Even when Princess Yan eats, she looks so beautiful. She truly is a fairy! Oh my god, watching her eat makes me so hungry. Waaah! The Little Prince is so much better. If the Little Prince comes out, we'll be living under a lemon tree every day, so envious and jealous!"

"Stop being envious and jealous. I just want to ask, wasn't it said that His Highness was going to divorce the Marshal? Is the divorce complete? What was the outcome of the child custody process, and who got custody?"

"Hey upstairs, watch out! You might get blocked or reported..."

"He has been blocked, reported, and is now banned from speaking for 30 days!"

"Hahahaha, serves you right! Why did you have to bring up the young prince's divorce? What business is it of yours if the young prince and the marshal divorce?"

"Forget it, if Your Highness were to divorce the Marshal, other countries would offer you territories, planets, star systems, and star regions just for a glance!"

"Yes, the reduction in the degree of genetic and mental breakdown we have now is all thanks to His Highness. Which country wouldn't want a prince like him? Wouldn't they want one?"

"Let's not talk about anything far away. Take the insectoid race for example. If Your Highness can get to them, they'll rebel and seize the throne for Your Highness. Wouldn't that be audacious?"

"So, when will Your Highness release another video of the little prince? I really want to see what the little prince looks like, sob sob!"

"Think about it slowly, think about it slowly, and when His Highness is in a good mood, then we'll give him the gift!"

The ginger shreds sparked a heated discussion online, quickly becoming a trending topic.

Agares stared at Yanliu as she ate, a flicker of jealousy deep in his eyes. The seat she was sitting in should have been his, and the food on the table shouldn't have been his.

Agares exhaled, turned off the net, and walked towards the two cubs. The two cubs were lying on the soft carpet, their bottoms sticking up, basking in the sun, and sleeping.

Agares squatted down next to his two cubs, turned on his personal terminal, and took pictures of his two cubs from every angle, then sent them to Jiang Si.

When Jiang Si received the message and saw the photo, her eyes were like those of a toad who thinks its child is handsome. In short, she thought her son was handsome, beautiful, and good-looking no matter how she looked at him.

Yanliu finished dinner early and went for a walk with Jiangsi. Looking at the fruit trees and vegetables in Abel Manor, she said, "Master, when we go back to Earth, we must build such a big house and grow so many vegetables."

"How about we renovate Earth, kill all the zombies that haven't died yet, and take all their crystal cores?"

Jiang Si nodded: "Okay, let's go back to Earth. We also need to buy more weapons, especially firearms, to surround Earth layer by layer and rebuild our home. Not just anyone can get in!"

Yanliu: "Yes, yes, yes, rebuild Earth. No matter how good the Abel Galaxy is, it's not as good as our Earth. Earth is our home, our root."

Jiang Si replied, "Yes, Earth is our home, our root. No matter what suffering or torment we endure in our home, in our roots, we will eventually return!"

"Let's go back and build our own home, our own kingdom, so that under our protection, our home will flourish and regain its former glory!"