Chapter 137: Mind reading is back?
"That's great! You've marketed me as a chef. Madam Chef, are you satisfied?"
Mr. Jiang felt both amused and angry when he saw Miss Ye's indescribable expression.
"I didn't mean to do that. You look so handsome when you cook."
"Isn't he handsome at other times?"
"Handsome, handsome, handsome, of course he's handsome."
"Then why not take a picture?"
"Yes, I took a lot of photos. Look, there's a special album."
Hand over your phone for inspection.
Then Mr. Jiang actually checked it.
Then, I saw that on Miss Ye’s mobile phone, the photo album she gave him was named "My Thousand Husbands".
What he understood was his one thousand photos, and the one thousand here was a general term, not a specific number.
After reading it, he wanted to return the phone to Miss Ye.
Miss Ye calmly took the fruit and went back to the living room.
When the screen is locked, a message box pops up on the phone, prompting you that the latest chapter of the collected novel has been released, "The domineering president pinches the waist to pamper his wife, and the delicate wife can't stand it and runs away with the baby"?
What the hell is this?
Is it really okay to use this kind of content for prenatal education?
No one can laugh from their significant other’s phone, even if he is Jiang Fanyu!
That's why Ye Mengyu ate a grape, turned around and looked at Mr. Jiang who was sitting next to her with a serious face, and was startled.
"What's wrong?"
Mr. Jiang put his cell phone on the coffee table, took a deep breath, and then another deep breath, trying to tell himself that she is pregnant, she is pregnant, she is pregnant.
"Nothing, aren't these grapes sour?"
"It's sour, but it's delicious. Mom said if you eat more black grapes, your baby will be born with big, black eyes, which is pretty."
"superstitious."
"I'd rather believe it."
"Have you been bored during this time at home? How do you pass the time?"
"Why are you asking again? Don't you just watch videos every day? I'm not bored. I'm reading novels, stocking up on copyrights, having remote meetings with Sister Luan, shopping, eating, drinking, and exercising. I'm pretty busy."
Hoarding the copyright of "The Domineering CEO Pinches His Waist to Love Me..."?
What's the point? Can I film it?
"I heard your company's short dramas are really good and very profitable. What kind of content do you shoot? Can I learn from them?"
"That depends on the market. The domestic market is focused on domineering CEOs and palace intrigues. The overseas market focuses on big CEOs, and they treat it like Cinderella. There's also Xianxia and time travel, which are quite new. They sell incredibly well. Our market considers them old-fashioned, but overseas they're fresh."
"Is the domineering president in love with me?"
"Yes, all kinds of domineering CEOs falling in love with me, running away with the little wife, and sweet and abusive love stories are all very popular. I earn 100 million a month, and that's the pure profit after all the sharing. To be honest, if it weren't for the long-term development of the artists and only looked at the immediate benefits, I would have let Qiao Xing and the others keep shooting short dramas. It's really lucrative."
In the world of my previous life, short dramas were very profitable when they were exported. When they were at their peak, major copyright companies would earn a net profit of 100 million in one day.
Several small companies have made a killing by cooperating with overseas film companies to produce short dramas using the copyrights. While they are relatively unknown domestically, they have quietly made a fortune.
By the time big companies discovered this market and got involved, others had already made a killing.
“So profitable?”
Jiang Fanyu expressed his confusion. What was the charm of the domineering CEO who fell in love with me? Why did so many people like me? And why did they like me regardless of race?
"Cinderella is a global hit. Isn't the core story about a domineering CEO falling in love with me? In other words, isn't the domineering CEO novel about Cinderella?"
"But, isn't it bad for prenatal education if you watch this kind of content all day long?"
Thinking that his son or daughter is listening to novels about domineering CEOs all day long in his mother's belly, and will become love-brained when he grows up, he will have a heart attack.
"It's easy for nephews to resemble their uncles. If they look like their eldest brother, that would be the best. Even if they look like Bai Yichi, although he's a little dumb, at least he knows himself and knows what he can and can't do. But what if he's as love-brained as Gu Yize? Can we not guide him in that direction?"
Oh, when he said this, Ye Mengyu also thought of this problem.
"Then I won't read it anymore. I'd rather read more economic books. If that doesn't work out, I'll try to be with my second sister every day after I return home in a few days. When the baby is born, I'll make sure my second aunt sees it first and gives birth with her. If he grows up to look like my second aunt, then I won't have anything to worry about anymore."
Cough cough!
"You two are already married, that's enough. You're saying bad things about me behind my back. Do you think I can't hear it?"
Bao Bao's third uncle, Mr. Gu Yize, was standing at the door holding a trophy in his hand.
Look, you're disgusted by someone's love-sickness and get caught!
"Third brother, you won the championship again, that's amazing. Baby, look, third uncle won the championship again, isn't that amazing?"
Ye Mengyu tried to get away with it.
Third Brother Gu ignored her and looked at Jiang Fanyu with an expression as if he had seen something dirty. "Some people have bad genes, and yet they have the nerve to look down on this and that?"
"Yes, yes, you're right. Your family's excellent genes will help neutralize this. I hope there will be a good result."
"That's my nephew. There's no possibility of anything bad happening to him."
"That's a must."
Ye Mengyu hid, not caring how the two of them would fight each other whenever they met.
Mr. Jiang stayed at the winery for five days. Ten days before the due date, he accompanied Ye Mengyu back to China and directly checked into the intensive care unit of the maternal and child health department of Corning Hospital to prepare for delivery.
Ten days later, exactly on time, my water broke in the afternoon and I received an epidural injection. At three quarters past three in the evening, a big fat girl weighing seven pounds and one ounce was born.
[Wow, my mom is so beautiful, isn't she? Is this normal for a woman who has just given birth? She's worthy of being my boss dad's white moonlight, Ben Guang, she's so beautiful.]
Um?
Ye Mengyu looked at the baby who was born with his eyes open. The nurse patted the baby twice but he didn't cry yet.
Her mind-reading ability is back?
Is there any benefit to having children?
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