What is this! A miniature version of the domineering president? Ahhhh!

The barrage of comments was filled with “Holy crap!” and the data in the live broadcast room started to rise wildly again.

But in the next second, the style of the bullet screen began to go awry.

{It's so funny, Mi Fa Gao lives with his son in such a small apartment? How can he be called a boss?}

{Hahahaha, Slumdog Millionaire}

{They are so pretentious at such a young age, they are indeed mother and son.}

{The previous part is a bit too much, isn't it? Children are just more polite, right?}

{You look really badass when you try so hard to steam and clean the floor for her. You fans should stop typing and raise funds to buy her a big house, can you?}

Meng Fuguang doesn't have many fans, and no one helps her control the comments.

MG Entertainment, everyone was getting really anxious, Xiao Jue just waved his hands, "Sister Meng has already told us not to interfere, why are you so anxious? She has been silent in the entertainment industry for so long, it's not a bad thing to get some bad reviews, it's just a rebound after hitting the bottom."

Fine, since Sister Xiao doesn't allow us to interfere, they won't care anymore.

Instead of doing a good job of management, they have to go on some baby-raising variety show!

However, Sister Meng's son is really handsome. Woohoo! The whole company has no intention of going to work and is crazy about posting barrages of comments to cheer for Young Master Xie!

{The young master is so handsome!}

{Hello? Are you a grandmother? My future son will be molded like this!}

{I am dying of laughter. I think that’s enough for fans.}

The director was a little embarrassed because they wanted to film a parent-child activity, but Meng Fuguang had to sleep until 9:30. How could they shoot it?

The live broadcast room was very popular, and we couldn't just stay silent. The director started to make small talk, "Xiao Shiyan, is this the breakfast you prepared for your mother?"

Xie Shiyan laid out the bacon and toast, spread peanut butter on them carefully, and made a strawberry milkshake.

When he heard the director ask him, he raised his head and answered silently.

"It's breakfast prepared for my mother." He thought for a moment and added, "It should still be considered breakfast."

{Hahahahahaha! I’m dying of laughter!}

{Get up at 9:30 and have breakfast at 10 o'clock, what's wrong? That makes sense, hahahaha!}

{Speechless, we are on the show, can't Mifa Gao pretend to be nice?}

Staff:......

After breakfast was ready, Xie Shiyan began to pack her European retro leather bag. "I have five minutes left before I go to piano class. You can choose to go with me, or wait here for my mother to wake up."

Since this program is centered around cute babies, the director team naturally suggested that we go to class with Xie Shiyan.

"Won't your mother send you to piano lessons?" the assistant director couldn't help but ask.

Xie Shiyan had no expression on his face. "I have a driver to take me there. There's no need for my mother to do that."

{…Is it my illusion? Xiao Shiyan doesn’t seem to be very familiar with his mother.}

{Why do you call her mother? Can anyone tell me if all wealthy people talk like this?}

{Is he a hired actor from Mifa Gao?}

{I feel like the truth is out!}

The staff fell silent again... No, can your family afford to hire a driver?

Only the director understood.

There were four groups of guests in this program, and Director Huang was in charge of filming Meng Fuguang's group. He received two calls the day before yesterday after the assignment was made.

The first call was from the producer who told him that Meng Fuguang was the director of MG Entertainment and asked him to pay more attention to the show.

The second call was from the director himself, asking him to be more careful when filming...

Director Huang sighed, alas!

He bent down and looked at the little boy. "How about the uncles go to piano lessons with you?"

"Can."

Xie Shiyan got up from the sofa, picked up his coat and put it on.

"Let's go."

...So cool, so handsome, I really want to rub it! The staff are about to fall, wuwuwu!

After Xie Shiyan came downstairs, Xiao Li had already parked his car downstairs waiting for him.

"Young Master, are we leaving now?"

"Well, let's go."

On the other side, in Fu Muchen's villa.

Fu Muchen and his eldest nephew were staring at each other.

"How come you, an adult, can't even tell the front from the back?"

"It doesn't even have a label, it's just tattered clothing."

"But why do I feel like this is the wrong way to wear it?"

"What do you know? This is called fashion!" Fu Muchen looked at the T-shirt that was forced on Fu Zhiming, and it seemed like something was wrong.

Fu Zhiming pulled at his collar and said, "Uncle, this shirt is choking my neck."

{Hahahahahahahaha! God is pinching my neck! I am laughing so hard that I am dizzy!}

{Our Chenchen is still a baby, so what if he can’t tell the front from the back? What’s wrong?}

{Are Mingming's pants crooked? Can Uncle help me put them on properly?}

{T-shirt: "No one speaks for me?"}

{Hahahahahaha! It’s not easy to be a new dad, Mingming baby sighs!}

Fu Muchen helped him get dressed perfunctorily and went to the door to get his takeaway breakfast.

Fu Zhiming jumped down from the sofa, "I'm only three years old, I'm a little baby, second uncle, can you please pay more attention to me!"

"You are already three years old, and you are already a big kid. You should become independent sooner and stop asking me to help you with everything." Fu Muchen didn't buy it.

"What four and five? What does this mean?"

"It means you have to learn to respect the elderly and take care of your uncle."

Fu Zhiming walked to the restaurant with his legs upside down, took out his own small bowl and special children's chopsticks, "Second Uncle, don't worry, you buy me a big bag of food, and even after you die, I will buy you a big bag of food too."

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Fu Muchen:......

The barrage is full of "Hahaha" special effects barrage.

{Hahahahaha! I almost vomited from laughing! Chenchen is so cute!}

{Mingming: Uncle, this is what you deserve!}

{Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, Chen Chen: Thank you!}

Fu Muchen grabbed his collar and carried him to a chair, "Eat yours!"

Fu Zhiming looked at the big bun that was put on his plate, glanced at the staff, and then looked at the remaining big buns in the takeaway box.

"Do you want to eat?"

So cute! Woohoo! The staff were all overwhelmed by the cuteness and shook their heads to indicate that they didn’t want to eat it.

Fu Zhiming glanced at Fu Muchen, "Second Uncle, I want vinegar."

Fu Muchen went to the kitchen to get vinegar.

"Uncle, sugar, you need to put sugar in the porridge."

Fu Muchen stood up to get the candy before he even sat down.

“Wow!!!!”

"What's wrong?" Fu Muchen had just received the candy, but Fu Zhiming started crying!

Fu Zhiming pointed at his mouth, still crying. Fu Muchen knew immediately that his tongue was burned.

Fu Muchen:......

He silently poured a glass of cold water and asked Fu Zhiming to take a sip and hold it in his mouth.

"Can you be a little more honest, kid? You can't see anything going on without seeing something going wrong."

"Ouch..."

"Shut up!"

It would have been fine if Fu Muchen hadn't spoken. As soon as he spoke, Fu Zhiming wanted to answer. He completely forgot that he still had water in his mouth, and the water flowed all over his body as soon as he opened his mouth.

Fu Muchen is going crazy.

"Uncle, can I change my clothes now? This dress is choking me."

Fu Zhiming pulled his clothes and said as if it was a matter of course.

{Hahahahahahahahaha!}

{I can’t take it anymore! Hahahahahahahahaha!}

{How can Mingming be so funny! Hahahaha!}