Meng Fuguang's original intention was that she was the only one who took care of Xie Shiyan, but she didn't expect that everyone misunderstood.

Director Huang was gesticulating wildly, but Meng Fuguang didn't understand and simply ignored him.

The third task given by the director team is to make the guests have an unforgettable afternoon.

This was a little difficult for Meng Fuguang. How could he make it unforgettable? Meng Fuguang thought about it and decided that beating them up would be the most unforgettable thing.

Unfortunately, the director team does not allow this method.

Meng Fuguang was too lazy to think of a solution. She had originally come to this show just to deal with Xie Yuzhou, and she didn't want to compete for first or second place.

In fact, they received the "cute baby" badge last week, but the mother and son didn't seem to feel much.

Xie Shiyan doesn't care about this small honor, and Meng Fuguang doesn't care about honor that doesn't pay.

Fu Muchen also has a hidden identity, he is the president of Fn. So after playing games with the two children for a while, President Fu went to deal with his own work.

Meng Fuguang played Lego with the two children for a while. When Fu Muchen went upstairs, the two children had fallen asleep on the sofa.

The air conditioner in the game room on the third floor blew soft warm air, and sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling right on the three of them.

Meng Fuguang was lying on his side, holding Fu Zhiming in his arms. Xie Shiyan was sleeping on the other side, head to head with Meng Fuguang, in a very obedient posture.

Fu Muchen didn't know what happened, but he took out his cell phone and took a picture of this scene.

{Who understands? This is my first time seeing a sleeping show.}

{After finishing work, I looked up and saw this scene. It was really healing. Woohoo.}

{I feel a sense of accomplishment in raising a wife and a child at the same time. Damn it!}

{Seriously, how come my sister is so beautiful even when she’s asleep! Oh my god! Help!}

Fu Muchen covered the three people with a blanket, picked up a magazine, and sat quietly on the sofa to accompany them.

Netizens outside the screen were taking screenshots frantically.

{....There is a strange sense of harmony, but I dare not describe it.}

{I dare not say it, but it’s true...}

{#噓. Although, but...}

{Is this something I can say? Ahhhhh I scream silently ahhhh!}

{Don't read this if you are a fan of the show! It is a malicious review!}

{Ah! Ah!!! Sorry, I'm going to kowtow silently ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh}

Meng Fuguang didn't know at this moment that something went wrong with his sleep.

After sleeping until half past six, Xie Shiyan woke up first. Fu Muchen raised his finger and made a "huh" gesture to him.

"Don't wake them."

"Uncle Fu." The little guy rubbed his eyes.

"Come on, let's go make dinner."

"Um."

Xie Shiyan didn't know that the barrage was boiling at this time. Help! Isn't this forcing them to knock? !

It was already past seven o'clock when Mingming kicked Meng Fuguang in the stomach and woke her up from her sleep.

Director Huang's murderous look made Meng Fuguang feel extremely guilty.

Hehe, she is pretending.

Meng Fuguang also woke up Fu Zhiming, and the two went downstairs hand in hand. Fu Muchen had already prepared dinner with Xie Shiyan.

"Finally woke up? I couldn't wake you up even if I called you. I almost sent you two to the hospital."

"...Let's just send him to the museum. I feel like I'm going to sleep like a mummy." Meng Fuguang was sleeping so soundly that he felt dizzy.

"Okay, wash your hands and eat."

Mingming sniffed the air, and his puppy nose immediately caught the aroma of sweet and sour pork ribs. "Oh, it smells so good!"

Fu Muchen cooked some home-cooked dishes. Meng Fuguang felt that he had not eaten these home-cooked meals for a long time.

She almost vomited from all the duck liver, foie gras, Japanese food and French food. She really needed to eat whole grains to wash her stomach.

{Didn't we say that MFG is the owner? It's Chenchen who does all the work all day long.}

{Brother Chen’s main goal is to turn the tables.}

{I really can't stand people like mfg, they don't even pretend in front of the camera.}

{You guys are not in a hurry to steam and cook, why are you in such a hurry?}

Seeing Fu Muchen busying around, the dust lights couldn't sit still anymore and kept swiping the screen.

Fu Zhiming said to Fu Muchen seriously, "I've decided. When I become the boss in the future, I will hire my second uncle as the chef."

"Thank you!"

Meng Fuguang held Fu Zhiming in his arms and sat him in the child seat. Xie Shiyan was already able to stand on his own feet and eat on a normal chair.

The two little guys sat next to Meng Fuguang. Not only did she have to eat themselves, she also had to take care of the two children's meals.

{To be honest, it really feels like the dad cooks and the mom takes care of the kids.}

{The one in front is so brave!}

{How dare you say anything? Do you want to die?}

{Can optical fiber be made without fraud? It can't survive without bundling, right?}

{I'm sorry, I slapped him right away, we don't want to be above our level.}

Director Huang's palms were sweating, that is, the plot has developed to this point, can it still be saved?

Will he really not be banned in the industry?

"Director Huang, what should we do with this barrage?" The assistant was sweating profusely.

"You are stupid! Stop pointing the camera at those two adults. Just take pictures of the children!" Director Huang was also very panicked!

Meng Fuguang's hair was casually tied up behind her head with a wooden hairpin, with a few strands of hair falling down. Her upper body was changed into a tight sweater. Under the warm yellow light, she really looked like a gentle mother.

Mingming's mouth was full of soup, and Meng Fuguang wiped his mouth with a wet towel.

Xie Shiyan was eating his meal obediently, while Fu Muchen opposite him picked up a piece of pork ribs for him.

No, no no!

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Isn't this more harmonious?

{…Sorry sisters, I’ll just stop for a second.}

{Even though I know it’s not, is it really not? I don’t believe it! Aaaaaah!}

{What are you doing, director team? Why is it so heartwarming? Woodchuck is screaming!}

"......Director Huang, what should we do?" The photographer was already numb.

Director Huang was in tears. He said he wanted to film the children, but he couldn't explain how the filming turned out.

Considering the popularity of the live broadcast room, I hope the host will be more gentle.

After dinner, Meng Fuguang was finally willing to do some housework. But the two children insisted on helping her, and they lifted their legs to help her carry the dishes and chopsticks back and forth.

They even had an argument over who should wipe the table. Fortunately, with Fu Muchen's mediation, the two children decided to wipe half each.

Mingming was not tall enough, so he simply stepped on a stool and climbed onto the table to wipe it.

After everything was cleaned up, the two played some games with the children, and it was finally time to end the show.

Before the end, there is a program summary, and four people need to take turns speaking.

Staff: "Mr. Muchen, are you satisfied with today's reception?"

Fu Muchen: "It's pretty good. I'll give it 5 points."

Staff: "Is it 10 out of 10?"

Fu Muchen: "...a full score of 100."

Meng Fuguang: "I'll give you a chance to speak again."

Fu Muchen: "99 points, 1 point will be deducted for not writing it."

{Hahahahahahahahahaha!}

{We are enemies, hahahahahahahaha, is this something you can say!}

{Meng Fuguang: You are so arrogant when you speak, but if you dare to tell the truth, your life or death is in danger!}