"That thing..." Mu Ran's words stopped abruptly.

Because there is longing in the child's eyes.

"Do you want to go?"

Chu Xijin stood in front of the wooden table in the living room, not daring to lie, "I kind of want to."

"Why?"

"It makes money."

Chu Xijin told the truth, feeling that she smelled like copper at this moment.

The child lowered his head slightly, hating himself at this moment.

The Tutor had always told him before that how the court was doing and how the people were doing, but now, what he was worried about was how the future would be and how the food would be.

My mother worked hard to get it.

He is a mediocre son.

"I'll think about it carefully. You can go take a shower and go to bed first."

Family variety show.

She really needs to think carefully.

Mu Ran gave him water to take a bath, dried his hair, left a night light for him, and then left and returned to his room.

Call Yang Yingying.

She shuts down her phone.

Mu Ran gritted his teeth.

Bravo!

When she turned on the computer, there was an email from Yang Yingying, describing the benefits of parent-child variety shows and the fees for her and her children.

The price is hefty.

Mu Ran rubbed his eyebrows, put the email aside, and looked at the pre-sale status of the film.

I wrote the script for a while and didn't go to bed until four in the morning.

And in a high-end ward in the same city, the man lying on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes fierce and murderous.

But the things around him made his eyes suffocate.
Chapter completed!