“I know,” Chu’s eldest son died unexpectedly, which was big news two years ago. “That’s not a problem. It’s a parent-child activity. You and your child can participate. The child’s father doesn’t need to show up.”
Lan Qingyue rolled her eyes at Axi, holding up a spatula, "Where's the child? Where did he come from?"
Axi thought there was hope, and her eyes instantly lit up. "Chuchu!"
Chu Chu, the fair-skinned and tender little dumpling, is Lan Qingyue's best partner.
"Chu Chu?!" Lan Qingyue really wanted to smash a spatula over her shoulder. "How can Chu Chu be on a variety show? Her grandparents would definitely not agree."
Chu Chu is Chu Xiao's only bloodline, and she's going to inherit the company in the future. If Chu's parents found out that their "mother" was going to bring Chu Chu on a variety show, they'd have to come running over with a forty-meter-long sword.
When the book's biggest villain, Chu Chu, was mentioned, Lan Qingyue's expression became somewhat strange.
After a moment of silence, Axi said, "Chuchu has already been photographed. Why not take advantage of this popularity to go public and participate in a parent-child variety show? This will not only help establish your persona as a baby, but also help cultivate Chuchu into the nation's little princess. Chuchu is so cute and adorable, everyone will love her, flowers will adore her, and cars will get flat tires just by looking at her. I think your in-laws will understand you."
Is it possible for parents-in-law to understand a daughter-in-law who is constantly embroiled in scandals?
Dream on!
"Heh, I hope so." Lan Qingyue made three sandwiches, and the three of them had a simple lunch. Before leaving, Axi specifically told Lan Qingyue to think carefully and communicate well with her in-laws. This parent-child variety show is definitely not to be missed.
Feeling depressed at home, Lan Qingyue waited for several days but didn't receive Qi Yu's "we'll talk later" call. Instead, she received a call from her "mother-in-law" telling her to hurry back to the old house.
How am I supposed to know where the old house is? This system, that lousy thing, never told me either.
Lan Qingyue looked completely bewildered.
I searched on the all-knowing "mother" website and finally found out.
She went upstairs to change into a short-sleeved shirt and trousers, tied up her long curly hair, put on light makeup, and went out with a small bag. Thinking of the original owner's identity, Lan Qingyue ran back home to put on sunglasses and an exaggerated wide-brimmed hat.
What should have been an hour's journey took her, a complete idiot with no sense of direction, almost three hours of winding and turning with the GPS.
As soon as they arrived at the old house, before the car had even come to a complete stop, the butler rushed over with a bitter expression and said with a sigh, "Young mistress, you'd better go in and see. Someone else has come with a child, and the master and mistress are very angry."
ah?
What are you saying?
Lan Qingyue blinked her big eyes in confusion.
In the original story, Chu Chu did not have a stepmother. She was raised by her father, Chu Xiao. The treacherous system kidnapped her into the book without her consent, which directly led to the change in the story.
She's new here and doesn't know anything.
The dog system didn't implant complete memories into her, so she's practically suffering from amnesia now.
The Chu family's old residence is located in the villa district of D City. The Chinese garden style design is grand and stable. Lan Qingyue followed the butler through the rockery in the front yard and around the rows of big trees to the living room.
In the living room, an elderly man with white hair sat in the center of the main sofa. Fine wrinkles lined the corners of his eyes, but his eyes were so shrewd that it was hard to look directly at him. One hand rested on the end of an intricately patterned cane. Beside the old man sat a dignified noblewoman. To his left was a young girl who leaned lazily against the sofa. Beside the coffee table, a woman was weeping, and next to her stood a boy of about five or six years old.
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