The perfect rearing of the cute movie king

Chapter 269 Feeding 282: Little clothes are hanging on the top of the head (one more)
Breeding 282: Little clothes are hanging on the top of the head (one update)
After the play, it was already 02:30 in the morning, obviously he should be very tired, but Jiang Xiaoyu was very excited, with a long-lost sense of accomplishment.

"Fu Jingsheng." For some reason, she just wanted to call him.

"Ah."

"Fu Jingsheng."

"Ah."

"Fu Jingsheng."

……

"Please, can you two stop this endless yelling and answering? Damn, there is me next to me, think about how I feel?" Fan Siyan couldn't help it, and interrupted Fu Jingsheng's about to say " Mmm', furious.

Jiang Xiaoyu poked her head out of Fu Jingsheng's arms: "Sister Siyan, you can also call Janson."

As soon as Janson was mentioned, Fan Siyan's eyebrows began to twitch, and her anger was like a prairie fire: "He is busy all day long, let alone the phone, I haven't had a good word with him for three days!"

Jiang Xiaoyu: "..." Sister Siyan, who is dissatisfied with desire, is scary.

Fu Jingsheng patted her head: Well, let's stay away.

Then under Fan Siyan's gaze, the two of them moved to a position farther away from her.

Fan Siyan covered her chest: There is a sentence about MMP that I don't know if I should say it or not.

At this moment, Fan Siyan was in Fu Jingsheng's nanny car and went back to the hotel with Fu Jingsheng and Jiang Xiaoyu.

——She also has a nanny's car, but her car had a problem and the driver took it to repair, so at this moment, she had to rub Fu Jingsheng's car.

If she had known, she would have walked back, and she was unwilling to be abused both physically and mentally by these two ungrateful bastards.

As soon as she arrived at the hotel, Fan Siyan opened the door and quickly walked to her room, firmly following the principle of not going with these two people.

Using the room card to open the door, Fan Siyan called Janson, who rang for a long time before picking up, and Janson unconsciously uttered a burst of English.

——Janson has been very busy during this time, there are at least [-] meetings every day, domestic and foreign, and outside the company, all kinds of documents are dizzying, and at the same time, he has to follow up with Fu Jingsheng and Fan Siyan Itinerary, so that they can reasonably plan their future time.

The daily rest time does not exceed five hours, and often falls asleep directly in the company.

Although he is busy, he still finds time to call Fan Siyan, but often the two talk for less than 2 minutes before he becomes busy again.

Fan Siyan also understands that JS is such a big company, although Fu Jingsheng is the real boss in name, in fact Janson is also another boss.

When JS was first opened, Fu Jingsheng allocated 50.00% of the shares to Janson.

Otherwise, the name of JS will not be called JS.

JS contains the names of Fu Jingsheng and Jianshang.

Because Fu Jingsheng is filming, 90.00% of the company's affairs are handled by Janson, and he also manages Fan Siyan and Fu Jingsheng.

So janson has been very busy.

Fan Siyan didn't even intend to make a call at first, but she was abused by Fu Jingsheng and Jiang Xiaoyu, so she made the call, but when she heard Janson's voice, she suddenly felt distressed again.

Compared with her tiredness when she was filming, it was Janson who was actually more tired.

Apart from managing the company, he had to devote all his other thoughts to her and Fu Jingsheng, finding them the most suitable script for them, and he did all kinds of matters by himself.

And she and Fu Jingsheng only need to hold the script in their hands and shoot directly.

He has always paid for them and never complained.

Although usually a little silly.

Fan Siyan felt sorry for him, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and she said in a soft voice: "Fool, go to sleep."

After finishing speaking, he was about to hang up the phone, when Janson over there heard Fan Siyan's voice and suddenly woke up a bit: "Yanyan? I thought I was dreaming."

"Are you off the show?"

Fan Siyan nodded: "Hanging the majesty, the waist will be broken."

Then he couldn't hold back, and complained about Fu Jingsheng and Jiang Xiaoyu to Janson, which made Janson laugh non-stop.

As a result, when Fan Siyan finished speaking, she found that there was no sound on the other end of the phone, only the sound of even breathing, and she immediately rolled her eyes.

When did this idiot fall asleep?
How long has she been talking to the phone by herself?
She decided that she had to find Fu Jingsheng tomorrow and let him share some company affairs, otherwise she would have no time to fall in love with Janson!

snort!
Fan Siyan packed her things and went to the bathroom to remove her makeup. After she packed everything up, it was already 03:30 in the morning.

Fortunately, tomorrow's play starts at ten o'clock, and I can still sleep for more than six hours. This is simply a matter of happiness.

——This is also thanks to Jiang Xiaoyu.

As Dong Junmei said, taking care of Jiang Xiaoyu came for the first time, so he postponed the [-] o'clock scene for two hours.

Just when Fan Siyan was about to go to bed, her phone vibrated suddenly, and an unfamiliar number called, and she hung up immediately.

This is her private number, which is known to people she knows well, and the mobile phone will automatically block any unfamiliar advertising numbers.

What the hell is this strange number?

No matter, let's go to sleep first, but the phone vibrates again.

Hold.

She picked it up and saw that it was still the same number, narrowing her sleepy eyes, Fan Siyan pressed the answer button, and said with anger: "Who?!"

There was no sound from the other side, only the sound of whimpering wind.

What the hell?

Fan Siyan suppressed the anger in her heart: "You made a wrong call." After speaking, she was about to hang up the phone.

Unexpectedly, a low hoarse voice suddenly came from the opposite side: "It's me."

Upon hearing this voice, the expression on Fan Siyan's face changed instantly.

Her eyes became extremely dark in an instant, and her brows were cold: "I don't know you well, we have already broken up, and you promised me before that you would not harass me anymore. He Zhiqian, where is your pride? You will let me go if your pride is torn off and ground to the ground?"

"Don't call me." After uttering these words coldly, Fan Siyan wanted to hang up the phone.

"Wait." He Zhiqian anxiously stopped her, and then a muffled groan came.

Fan Siyan could sense something was wrong, but she didn't want to worry about it: "What else should I say?"

He Zhiqian could hear the disgust and unfeeling in Fan Siyan's tone, he didn't mind at all, he just said softly: "I just want to make a call and hear your voice."

"I still owe you an apology."

Fan Siyan was stunned, she believed that everyone in this world might say 'sorry' to her, but she never thought that He Zhiqian would say that to her one day.

——When he saved her before, he never said sorry.

When she heard He Zhiqian's breathing on the other end of the phone became more and more rapid, an ominous premonition enveloped her.

"Where are you?" After a pause of two seconds, she asked word by word.

He Zhiqian suddenly laughed, this laughter was completely different from his usual gloomy and evil smile, but instead had a hint of innocence, like a child: "Ayan, are you worried about me?"

Fan Siyan asked again: "Where are you?"

He Zhiqian: "Ayan, Jian Shang is a good person. I have always disliked him and hated him. I always felt that in this world, I am the only one who can make you hurt, laugh and hold your life. But later, I found out that I was wrong. , very wrong."

"He Zhiqian, where the hell are you?!"

"I always live in myself, and see everything with a pair of eyes covered by black veils, so I blindfolded my eyes and my heart. So, I completely lost you."

"He Zhiqian, shut up! You fucking tell me where you are!"

"Ayan, Ayan, Ayan...I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Hello? Hello? He Zhiqian, don't scare me! Speak up! He Zhiqian, you fucking talk, don't scare my old lady, it will scare people to death in the middle of the night! He Zhiqian!"

Fan Siyan yelled at the phone, and the only thing coming from the phone was - only the wind.

JS
Janson woke up suddenly, and for some reason, he just woke up.

Looking at the phone, it showed the screen of the end of the call, and found that Fan Siyan called him for half an hour, but he seemed to fall asleep after listening for a while.

Looking at the time again, it was only an hour before falling asleep.

Yawning, Janson wanted to continue to sleep, but found that his heart was not beating right.

He frowned, always feeling that something bad was happening.

Just as he was thinking, the phone rang, it was Fan Siyan calling, Janson frowned tightly, it was so late, why didn't she sleep yet!
Pressing the answer button, Fan Siyan's panicked voice sounded: "Jian Shang, something happened to He Zhiqian."

Janson straightened up, and the sleepiness on his face disappeared instantly: "Don't worry, just speak slowly, what happened?"

*
Jiang Xiaoyu and Fu Jingsheng returned to their room. When they got to the room, seeing the bed, Jiang Xiaoyu's tiredness that had disappeared for a long time came back.

She was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open, and jumped on the bed, trying to fall asleep.

Fortunately, at the last moment when she jumped up, Fu Jingsheng pinched the back of her neck and stopped her behavior.

"You haven't removed your makeup, haven't showered, and you can't jump on the bed." Fu Jingsheng taught her while carrying her to the bathroom.

Jiang Xiaoyu closed his eyes and disagreed, he twisted his body and his feet didn't move, his whole body was stuck to the ground like a skinny plaster: "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep."

Fu Jingsheng was angry, funny and distressed: "Didn't you look energetic just now!"

Jiang Xiaoyu muttered: "Just now, now is now."

Seeing that she couldn't move, Fu Jingsheng didn't pull anymore, and directly hugged Jiang Xiaoyu horizontally. Jiang Xiaoyu didn't resist, anyway, it was useless to resist. Now she was sleepy, and the heavenly king and I couldn't stop her sleepiness.

So she fell asleep so peacefully.

Fu Jingsheng: "..."

Helpless, Fu Jingsheng put her on the sofa, found a makeup remover tool, and used a cotton pad dipped in lotion to gently remove the makeup on Jiang Xiaoyu's face bit by bit.

After unloading, he washed Jiang Xiaoyu's face again, seeing that she was sleeping so soundly, if she was bathed, it would definitely wake her up.

Fu Jingsheng was reluctant again.

He found a basin filled with water, washed her feet and wiped her body, then helped her undress and put on her pajamas, then stuffed Jiang Xiaoyu into the bed.

Jiang Xiaoyu moved around in the bed with her eyes closed, and after a while she threw out a pink and white dress =_=
Fu Jingsheng, who thought she was uncomfortable, was about to ask her, just lowered his head, but saw Jiang Xiaoyu's hand stretched out from under the quilt, and a small pink and white dress hung on his head with a bang.

Fu Jingsheng: "..."

After grabbing Xiao Yiyi, Fu Jingsheng took a deep breath, at least he suppressed the urge to spank Jiang Xiaoyu's ass.

Putting Xiao Nei Nei in the closet, Fu Jingsheng stretched the quilt for Jiang Xiaoyu, and prepared to tidy himself up.

After two steps, he suddenly stopped, then pulled back the quilt and Jiang Xiaoyu's pajamas, and found a strangle mark on the tender part of Jiang Xiaoyu's body.

He compared it with his hands.

He suddenly hooked his lips into a smile, grown up.

After putting away the clothes and pulling up the quilt, Fu Jingsheng turned around and opened the closet, took out his little clothes and looked at them over and over again.Only then did he realize that Xiao Yiyi was too small, so Jiang Xiaoyu felt uncomfortable, so he fell asleep and pulled Xiao Yiyi out.

——The male god didn't feel that his actions were wretched at all. If it wasn't for the support of his appearance, he would have earned the title of wretched uncle for his current gesture of flipping through women's clothes.

It's a pity that Jiang Xiaoyu slept like a pig, and he didn't even know that he was stared at and measured with his hands.

Fu Jingsheng scratched the tip of Jiang Xiaoyu's nose, took out his pajamas, and went to the bathroom.

Men always take a bath very quickly, but after more than ten minutes, Fu Jingsheng came out of the bathroom refreshed, and then he lifted the quilt and went to bed. The fish was kissed by the steaming ruddy lips, and Fang hugged Jiang Xiaoyu tightly and fell asleep.

I don't know how long he slept, but a vibration woke him up.

He touched Jiang Xiaoyu's head with one hand, and reached for the phone with the other, only to find that it was Fan Siyan calling.

Her heart sank, it was so late, Fan Siyan would never call for no reason.

Fu Jingsheng woke up a little bit from his sleepiness, and when he picked up the phone, he heard Fan Siyan's voice: "Old Fu, I'm at your door, open the door."

Fu Jingsheng hung up the phone, got up and prepared to open the door, Jiang Xiaoyu opened his eyes in a daze: "What's the matter?"

Fu Jingsheng didn't hide it from her: "Siyan is here."

Jiang Xiaoyu was puzzled: "Sister Siyan, why are you here in the middle of the night?"

Fu Jingsheng replied 'I don't know', and went to open the door.

Fan Siyan came in, but they didn't see a mobile phone raised not far away, it clicked, and took a picture of Fu Jingsheng opening the door to let Fan Siyan into the room.

*
As soon as Fan Siyan entered the door: "Is Xiao Yu'er awake?"

Fu Jingsheng nodded. In his memory, he had never seen Fan Siyan so flustered, even when the matter between her and He Zhiqian was exposed on the Internet, she was not so flustered.

"Don't panic, tell me what happened first, we are here."

Jiang Xiaoyu came out of the room rubbing her eyes, before she had time to speak, Fan Siyan rushed over and reached out to hold Jiang Xiaoyu's shoulder: "Xiao Yu'er, do me a favor."

"Okay." Jiang Xiaoyu agreed without saying a word, and she held Fan Siyan's hand behind her back: "Tell me, how do you want me to help you?"

Fan Siyan took a deep breath, closed her eyes, opened them again, and regained her composure: "Can you help me find He Zhiqian, I feel that something happened to him."

She repeated what He Zhiqian said to her on the phone, and finally said: "No matter how much I hate him, no matter how much he has treated me. At least, if it wasn't for him, I would have become a lady sitting on the stage, slept by countless people , there is no doubt about it. Now, he may have... I want to use the last bit of my ability."

After Fan Siyan finished speaking, Fu Jingsheng and Jiang Xiaoyu's expressions became serious.

Jiang Xiaoyu and He Zhiqian have only met a few times, and they only know that this man is evil, stern, and has a weird temper. No matter how he looks at it, he can't be classified as a good person.

Chuan Xing and JS are giants in the entertainment industry. The Fu family and the He family are also rivals. Fu Jingsheng and He Zhiqian are rivals. They have a lot of contact with each other, so it can be said that they know each other very well.

He Zhiqian was so proud that he was dying, even if he knew his mistake, he would never admit that he was wrong.

What he said to Fan Siyan completely exceeded the usual image of this person, which is why Fan Siyan instantly felt something was wrong.

These few words, no matter how they sound like—last words on the deathbed.

Jiang Xiaoyu: "I don't know how to leave the soul, but my senior brother can. But even if you look for it from the soul, you won't be able to find it in a short time."

Fan Siyan's expression was dark.

Jiang Xiaoyu: "But I know a powerful hacker, you give me the number He Zhiqian called, I will give him the number, let him use the number to locate and find out where He Zhiqian is."

Then Jiang Xiaoyu called Zuo Xingyuan, but unfortunately on this big night, Jiang Xiaoyu's phone rang for a long time and he didn't answer it.

After calling several times in a row, the phone was finally answered, but a confused female voice rang out:
"Who?"

(End of this chapter)