The mind-reading baby became popular after taking his mother to participate in a variety show

Chapter 90
All the staff at the shooting location are in full swing preparing for the preparatory work.

As soon as they saw Sang He and Mian Mian, one of the staff hurried over to greet them, "Thank you for making this trip, I will take you to the lounge to change clothes now."

While speaking, the staff glanced at Luo Wenmo, his eyes shining brightly.

How could there be such a handsome man!

However, she was still very professional, she put away the flashing fangirl expression on her face, and quickly brought Sang He and his party to the lounge.

"The clothes are already inside, and there are some details to be confirmed over there. You can just go there after changing." The staff member said with a hint of apology on his face.

Sang He nodded slowly, "It's troublesome."

Then the "staff" Luo Wenmo pushed open the door of the lounge very winkingly, and made a "please" gesture.

Mianmian obviously held back her laughter, and Sang He's expression became a little loose because of his actions.

There is also a small fitting room in the lounge, and Sang He and Mian Mian quickly changed into the parent-child clothes prepared by the brand.

One big and one small are wearing identical red dresses.

One is cool and the other is cute, forming a stark contrast.

Luo Wenmo's eyes locked on the two of them tightly. He walked over and rubbed Mianmian's head, "Mianmian is so cute."

"Thank you, Dad." Mianmian smiled.

Then Luo Wenmo turned his gaze to Sang He, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Very beautiful."

Sang He looked at him quietly.

After making a phone call, Zhang Yang was about to call them to the studio, but just as he opened his mouth, he froze in place, and a look of amazement flashed across his eyes.

This super good-looking family of three may not be able to find a second one even with the lanterns on.

Almost subconsciously, Zhang Yang quickly called up the camera mode on his phone, and pressed the camera button on the family of three.

Looking at the finished film, Zhang Yang nodded in satisfaction.

He opened his mouth at an inappropriate time to break the happiness of the family of three, "The studio is ready, we can go there."

Nodding his head, Sang He walked out first, holding Mian Mian's hand.

In the studio.

In order to complete the filming as soon as possible, Sang He and Mian Mian devoted themselves to work as soon as they arrived, while Luo Wenmo and Zhang Yang sat in the rest area next to them and watched quietly.

From the beginning to the end, Luo Wenmo's eyes never moved away from Sang He's body.

Zhang Yang glanced sideways after Xiao Xiaole died again, and while sighing Luo Wenmo's super good looks, he was also a little emotional.

He sighed softly.

"What's wrong?" Noticing the movement, Luo Wenmo looked sideways at him.

Zhang Yang put the phone on the small table and sighed: "I really didn't expect this scene to happen today."

Luo Wenmo frowned in confusion.

"Sang He has been really difficult these past few years. As a manager, I see it in my eyes and feel pain in my heart, but we won't talk about the past. You should spend more time with me in the future. She doesn't owe Sang He your."

After Zhang Yang finished explaining, he looked at Sanghe, who was shining brightly under the spotlight.

The current Sang He looks the same as usual, but only he knows how wrong Sang He's state was in the past few years, but Sang He doesn't want to say what happened, and he doesn't want to delve into it. able to be happier.

Luo Wenmo fell into deep thought.

He may never understand how difficult it is for Sang He to be alone.

It was he who was ashamed of Sanghe...

Thinking of this, Luo Wenmo raised his eyes again, stared at Zhang Yang closely, and said very sincerely: "Thank you for being willing to tell me this."

In the past few years, he was really busy with work, but now he is finally relaxed, and he has to make up for Sang He.

Zhang Yang also felt relieved.

Luo Wenmo stared at Sang He and Mian Mian for a while, and suddenly remembered that the two of them hadn't eaten after getting off the plane, and they were supposed to take them to dinner, but they came over to work temporarily.

I don't know when the shooting here will end, and I can't stay hungry all the time.

Luo Wenmo is a person with particularly strong execution ability. Thinking of this, he immediately took out his mobile phone and ordered takeaway and a large batch of milk tea.

An hour later, everything was delivered.

Luo Wenmo said something in a low voice to Zhang Yang, only to see Zhang Yang nodded, Luo Wenmo strode over, took the outside away, and at the same time, he did not forget to take two cups of milk tea.

Just after a group of photos were taken, Zhang Yang quickly walked over and clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Sang He invites everyone to have afternoon tea, come and get it."

Sang He was taken aback for a moment.

Subconsciously looked at Luo Wenmo who was sitting in the corner.

After several hours of work, all the staff members are physically and mentally exhausted. When they see milk tea, their eyes are bright.

"Thank you, Teacher Sang, this milk tea really saved my life."

"Teacher Sang is really kind-hearted. Not only is she so pretty, she even gave us some milk tea."

All the staff were saying thank you to Sang He, and Sang He had a faint smile on his beautiful face.

Seeing this, the filming director directly waved his hand, "Since that's the case, I'll also drink a cup of milk tea. Let's rest for half an hour. You've all worked hard."

There was a burst of cheers from the studio.

Sang He led Mianmian to the corner.

Luo Wenmo had already disassembled all the takeaways and put them on the table, and even carefully arranged the chopsticks.

"Come over and have something to eat." Luo Wenmo said, pointing to the food on the table.

"Thank you, Dad!" Mianmian's eyes sparkled, and she touched her flat stomach, looking like she was about to drool.

Sang He looked at the dishes on the table in a daze.

Sweet and sour short ribs, steamed pork with flour, fish in vinegar...

These are her favorite things to eat.

[It turns out that he still remembers my preferences. 】

Sang He was a little surprised, and had mixed feelings in his heart.

Hearing this, Mianmian blinked her big round eyes, and even though she was very hungry, she pulled La Sanghe first, "Mom, come and eat."

After recovering, Sang He sat down.

Perhaps it was because of hunger, or because of other reasons, Sang He ate a little more than usual.

at the same time.

Chang Yan sat slumped on the sofa with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, and the room was filled with smoke.

"Cousin, are you okay?" Tang Xinyao looked at Chang Yan with a wrinkled face.

When Luo Wenmo was fighting with those gangsters, he wanted to step up and meddle a little bit, but he never wanted to be hit by the stick Luo Wenmo was holding, and he felt as if his internal organs were all shattered on the spot.

Chang Yan took a deep breath of the cigarette, and then let it out again.

"It's okay." Chang Yan squinted his eyes, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a photo shoot not far away.

He spent a lot of money to get this equipment. He didn't take any pictures, and he was beaten again. If the equipment is still broken, wouldn't he lose his wife and lose his army?
Thinking of this, Chang Yan put out the cigarette in the ashtray, and then checked the equipment.

Suddenly, Chang Yan's eyes lit up.

(End of this chapter)