Chapter 21

Fengcheng promise, "with me, food and clothing is not a problem."

Mu Qinghuan lowered her face. If she married Feng's illegitimate son, would her mother kill her?

Besides, after all, he has a son. It's hard for him to be a stepmother.

What can she say but refuse?

They just met a few times, she is not as good as, see the man jumped on, always responsible for themselves.

The most precious quality of a woman is self love. If she despises herself, do you expect others to respect you?

"Let's forget it!" Hesitating for a few seconds, Mu Qinghuan and Fengcheng pass by and walk to the door. They find that Huangfu Han and Mu Meiqi don't know when they have left.

Fengcheng followed her to open the door, pulled a tie wickedly, satirized Huangfu Han, "premature ejaculation, so fast, only five minutes."

"Flow, hooligan!" Mu Qinghuan covers his ears and runs away without looking back.

Back in the car, Fengcheng felt thoughtful.

"Daddy..."

After a ha Qiu, Feng Xin opened his sleepy eyes and grabbed the suit of Fengcheng. He was very sad and hurt, "where's my snack? You promised to buy it for me. How can it be? Wuwu, have you eaten up secretly? "

Fengcheng a Leng, "sorry, Dad forgot."

"Well! I don't want to talk to Dad! Don't keep your word! bad guy! Big bastard Feng Xinqi Huhu, with PP facing Fengcheng, very angry, very proud.

If a woman deals with this kind of problem, she will coax her son carefully.

"Feng Xin, apologize to me." Fengcheng, as a man, naturally has the upper hand of reason at the moment.

"No!" It's not his fault!

It's dad's fault. It's dad's fault!

"If you don't apologize, you're not allowed to eat today! Don't be rude to me Feng Cheng twisted his son's head and taught him a lesson.

No eating? He's hungry, okay!

"..." there is a lot of patience in closing the city. I'll spend it with him!

"I'm sorry!" Well, my little husband is flexible.

"Feng Xin, I accept your apology. Please wait for five minutes!" Feng Cheng is soft hearted and intends to make up for his son's stomach.

Feng Xin is red and swollen eyes in an instant, "Dad, I don't want snacks, I want mom! I want my mother

"Son, you don't have a mother..." he said darkly. Feng Cheng rubbed his son's head and calmly stated the fact.

"I want a mother, Xiaomei has a mother, Xiaohao has a mother, so my heart also has a mother!" Keep your heart sealed.

Every time, when my son quarrels for his mother, the closure of the city will have a headache.

……

Skyscraper LK, the top entertainment company.

"Hello, I'm LK reporter. My surname is mu. I have an interview appointment with Miss Yan today." Mu Qinghuan raised his reporter card to the other party.

"How did you get in? Have we agreed to do the interview? " Wen qianmeng is Yan Naier's agent. His eyes are obviously unhappy. What kind of entertainment reporter is paparazzi.

It's not the first time that Mu Qinghuan has run into a wall. No one likes paparazzi. However, there is no need to divide his career into three, six or nine classes. Since he relies on his hands to eat, Mu Qinghuan straightens up and says, "Miss Yan is an entertainer under LK. Everyone is from an entertainment company. It's not surprising to have this interview."

"Just a moment. I'll call to confirm first." Wen qianmeng directly put Mu Qinghuan aside, which must be understood by everyone.

Five hours passed.

Mu Qinghuan finally tired, then bold into Yan Naier's advertising shooting site.

They all pause and look at Mu Qinghuan in surprise.

"Hello Miss Yan, I'm a reporter from LK. I've made an interview with you. Please spare some time. I've been waiting for five hours and one minute..."

As soon as Mu Qinghuan's voice fell, everyone seemed to see a ghost!

The white skirt on Mu Qinghuan's body actually bumps into Yan Naier's shirt!

All pity to see to Mu Qinghuan, a paparazzi, dare to and Yan Naier bump shirt?

"What do you mean it's the same size as our Nell?" Wen qianmeng asked coldly.

Mu Qinghuan is speechless. In order to see Yan nai'er, she wears a more respectable dress. Unexpectedly, it becomes a bad thing.

The more simple the white skirt is, the more generous it is, so it's not unusual to wear it.

But at the moment, Mu Qinghuan undoubtedly offended Yan Naier.

Wen qianmeng had seen her dress before, why not remind her?

From the eyes of Wen qianmeng, Mu Qinghuan's heart sank. Wen qianmeng did it on purpose.

Yan nai'er is the most annoyed. She is not happy. The next shooting will be delayed, not to mention this interview.

"Where's the reporter from?" Photographer cold hum, "take off the clothes, otherwise don't want to come in to take photos, Yan Naier is also you can offend?"

"I... I didn't mean to." Mu Qinghuan can only swallow this tone.

"Well, you go." Wen qianmeng puts on a look of indifference in order to drive Mu Qinghuan away.

"Wait, wait!" After three seconds of hesitation, Mu Qinghuan closed his eyes and pulled it off.

Everyone took a breath!

The puppies are good!

What Mu Qinghuan is wearing is a base sling, below is shorts, what should be blocked is blocked.

"Miss Yan, I hope you can be interviewed." Mu Qinghuan quietly smile, in fact Yan Naier has no excuse to shirk this interview.

"I just learned there was an interview. How long will it take you?" Yan nai'er is very generous. She smiles all the way, but her smile doesn't reach her eyes.

That day in the bar, if she had not been followed by paparazzi, she would have climbed to the bed of Fengcheng!

"Ten minutes, oh no, five minutes!" Mu Qinghuan aims at Yan Naier and just wants to finish the task as soon as possible.

"Yes." Yan nai'er nodded and agreed with a smile, but quickly glanced at Wen qianmeng.

"You wait..." tone contemptuous, Wen qianmeng perfunctory way, "we Naier still have advertising to shoot, if you are not afraid to wait, then wait."

Still waiting? She hasn't had lunch yet?

Mu Qinghuan hesitated, "well, I'll wait at the scene!"

"Don't take pictures secretly, turn off the camera!" Field workers come to Mu Qinghuan.

"I understand. I won't take candid pictures." Mu Qinghuan leaned against the corner.

"Get rid of people." Wen Qian dreamt that Mu Qinghuan was sleeping, so he went to work and pointed to Mu Qinghuan's position.

"Don't worry, sister Wen. It's not difficult." Field workers pull lip smile, and then hard pull Mu Qinghuan left, the camera was also smashed.

"Stop it I can't help but see the camera smashed. Mu Qinghuan's nose is sour. She's still on probation. If the camera is broken, she'll lose money!

"No more negatives!" As soon as the field worker threw the film at Mu Qinghuan's back, he said, "it's better to leave early. I have to ask someone to catch up!"

Pick up the negative, MuQing desolate drop sitting on the ground.

finished.

It's thousands of cameras at least. If she can't afford it, she won't want the job. Soon she can't even support herself. What else can she talk about moving out of Mu's home and independence of personality?

Yan Naier finished the advertisement an hour later, "sister Wen, your phone."

"The phone number of the investor? Oh, let it ring if it doesn't get in the way. The more careless we are, the more willing people are to invest. " Wen qianmeng casually picked up the phone, the next second face all white.

"What, what?" Wen qianmeng can't accept it. It's just strange that she was banned.

Moreover, all the entertainment companies in the industry will not use her again!