Luan Yining's cooperation was a completely unexpected surprise. Qi Yan was afraid that he would change his mind, so he finalized the contract for them the next day. He was also sure that as long as the contract was established, his teacher Luan would not make things difficult for him.
Why was he so sure? Looking at the signed and stamped contract, Qi Yan felt a sensation he had never experienced before.
Is she only this nice to him, or is she like this to everyone else?
In the past, Qi Yan would have thought it was because Luan Yining was a very respectable person. But after Shan Song pointed out what Luan Yining had done for him in silence, he suddenly had a different opinion.
Perhaps one or two of his habitual "indulgence" that he had always overlooked was because he was his lover?
Besides them, the contracts for the other two pairs of guests were also quickly processed through communication with the team. Although the Jiang family and the Rong family had many detailed requirements, they were all within a reasonable range. The contact persons were also surprisingly easy to communicate with. The most difficult couple, Qin Chong and Geng Keli, did not cause any trouble for the time being, and the preparation work went very smoothly.
After all parties had communicated and agreed, the program officially began its promotion. Inheriting the popularity of previous seasons, the new season of the wedding variety show immediately sparked heated discussions among netizens upon its release.
It's easy to imagine that the current online comments are overwhelmingly negative towards him, this unknown nobody. His so-called "old stories" have been dug up and "whipping" his corpse. Tong Zhao scrolled through the familiar insults and sighed silently: Things are really different now. He even enjoys reading people's insults.
"What are you laughing at?" Shan Song fed Tong Zhao a roasted chestnut, and then checked on him to make sure he wasn't affected by the online comments.
Seeing the concern in his eyes, Tong Zhao wanted to hand him her phone, but then suddenly pulled it back halfway through.
"?" Dan Song asked, puzzled.
"I was afraid you'd get angry if you saw it." Tong Zhao turned off her phone, went over to Shan Song, snuggled into his arms, and kissed him, making Shan Song laugh. She then lowered her head and pressed her forehead against his: "My wife is getting better and better at being affectionate."
Tong Zhao and Shan Song had been holed up in the manor for several days. In the tea room, they sat around a warm stove, cooking some food and drinks, or snacks. Shan Song would occasionally be busy with his computer, while Tong Zhao would look at a new script, and sometimes relax by watching a movie, playing with the birds, or watching the snow. A day would pass by in no time.
Tong Zhao turned her gaze away from the window: "The variety show starts filming next week, are you nervous?"
"Ask me?" Shan Song asked in surprise.
"Yes!" Tong Zhao yawned slightly. "This is your first time appearing on screen."
Shan Song chuckled inexplicably, then said casually, "I've also been interviewed by magazines."
This time it was Tong Zhao's turn to be surprised: "What magazine?" Then she suddenly realized: "A financial magazine?"
Shan Song nodded modestly, but there was a hint of smugness in his eyes.
Tong Zhao played along, looking at Shan Song with admiration: "I haven't read it yet, is it one of those columns about successful people? Let me search for it..."
As Tong Zhao reached for his phone, Shan Song couldn't help but laugh and stopped him: "It's on the computer, look here."
"oh!"
While things were peaceful and serene in Tong Zhao's area, things were bustling at the Jiang family's place. Jiang Li was standing with her arms crossed and head bowed, confronting a disgruntled little Leqi: "Your father and I are going to work. Do you understand what it means to work and earn money?"
"I won't listen, I won't listen to Daddy's chanting!" Do you think I don't know if it's work or not? You're just lying to the little fox!
"..."
This is unreasonable! He must have learned it from his stepfather! Rong Mo coughed lightly, turning his head away and trying his best to suppress his laughter. If he laughed out loud at a time like this, he'd be in big trouble...
Jiang Leqi was still stubbornly clinging to her little daddy's leg, her legs dangling in the air as she stubbornly climbed upwards: "Take the baby with you!"
Jiang Li coldly replied, "I won't bring it."
Jiang Leqi complained: "I don't love my son anymore!"
"..." These are all things your dad has already done, and you little brat are still talking about whether you like them or not!
"Are you really not going to have a baby anymore?" Three-year-old Jiang Leqi asked pitifully, blinking her eyes with tears hanging on her eyelashes, looking so pitiful.
But his handsome father was cold and ruthless: "You've already pretended to be a child. You're not really three years old. Be a good boy and stay home with your uncle."
"But that little one is a little one too!" Jiang Leqi stopped crying and puffed out her cheeks: "The little one wants to go too!"
"If that's the case, then I'm still a three-thousand-year-old brat!" Jiang Li puffed out her cheeks. "Your little daddy wants some alone time with your daddy, so don't interfere!"
Jiang Leqi pouted and decided to seek outside help: "Daddy!"
“Your little daddy is right. The little one should stay home with his uncle, while the big one should go out and keep his dad company.” Rong Mo put his hand on his precious son’s shoulder, skillfully pulling him along.
Seeing that his two fathers were on the same side, Jiang Leqi looked at one and the other, then chose his uncle, who was most likely to speak up for him: "Uncle, look at Dad!"
Jiang Heng picked up the child who had suffered a great injustice and coaxed, "This is really outrageous. How could you not take care of the child? I'll teach them a lesson and punish them by not letting them go home for half a month."
Jiang Leqi: "?" Uncle, you've changed!
Jiang Heng suppressed a laugh and chased the two out of the house. Jiang Li didn't forget to turn back and stick her tongue out at her little brat in a provocative way: What do you mean "your uncle"? That's my brother. Of course, he'll side with your daddy!
Rong Mo smiled and put his arm around Jiang Li, so that his precious child wouldn't actually make the little one cry. He turned back and comforted her, saying, "Next time there's a parent-child variety show, I'll take you to play. Be a good girl at home."
Hmph! You stinky daddy! I'll eat all the jerky you brought back later. Hunting wild animals is forbidden here!
The irresponsible couple had no idea what mischief their little cub was up to, and once they left the house, they forgot all about the little fox cub.
"Amo, the production team said we'll be filming at home first. Which house will we be staying in?" Jiang Li asked with great interest.
"Chongming Bay, they have everything there."
"Let's go!" Jiang Li exclaimed enthusiastically, leaping onto Rong Mo's back in a flying leap: "Giddy up!"
Rong Mo smiled and lifted the ancestor on his back. After all these years, his wife is still so energetic.
"We have to put on a big show this time!" Jiang Li instructed. He was a loyal fan of the show and could guess the plot with his eyes closed.
"Honey, it seems like they've changed the producer this time."
Jiang Li wrinkled her nose: "We still have to win! Have you memorized our birthdays, anniversaries, ID numbers, bank card numbers, and passwords...?"
Rong Mo sighed helplessly, "I've noted it all down, including the baby's current weight: 64.73kg, 181.3cm, waist circumference 68cm, bust circumference 92cm, and hip circumference 90cm."
"Oh, and there's a number on the ring!"
"I don't think we need to do this, right?"
Jiang Li glanced at the knife and slashed at it.
"Okay baby."
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