President proudly spoils the petty wife

Wenquanxi told him the news when he arrived at Danjiang's office.

She's going to play Zhou Qingqing.

Shan Jiang was surprised. Because he reads the script of Hot Spring Creek.

He thought there would be only two results: one is to play the heroine Su Xiaoxi, and the other is to lose the election.

"In fact, I chose a script for you." Shan Jiang is the strongest backing of Wenquan Creek. Since his wife chose an absolutely fair audition, the result of the interview is naturally unknown.

Therefore, he has reserved a back road for Wenquan Creek. However, he did not expect that Wenquan Creek would choose the role of Zhou Qingqing.

"Wife, do you want to transform?" Shan Jiang closed the document, stood up from his seat, then walked to Wenquan Creek and held her slender shoulders.

"Yes!" Wenquan Creek smiled and said, "I'm tired of playing lovely roles before. And I'm 30 years old. I want to try other types of roles."

"I think the role of Zhou Qingqing is very challenging," said Shan Jiang.

"You think so too?" Wenquan stream continued: "director Zhang hasn't officially decided to give Zhou Qingyi to me. She asked me to think about this role in three days, and then tell him the psychological development process of Zhou Qingyi."

Shan Jiang touched the head of Wenquan stream and said, "I believe you can, baby."

"Well, I'll refuel." wenquanxi nodded. Then she looked at her watch and said, "I'll pick up Beibei. She's going to school soon."

"I'll go with you," said Shan Jiang.

Wenquan stream asked suspiciously, "have you handled everything today?"

"The meeting is over. I'll deal with other documents at home." after that, Shan Jiang took Wenquan Xi's hand and left the office.

……

At this time, a noble kindergarten in Beicheng.

Small basin friends are playing games on the playground. Han Siyu sticks to Shan Bei and tries to please her.

"Beibei, look at this, isn't it fun?"

"Beibei, let's go and play the slide together! Shall we?"

"Beibei, Beibei..."

Song yeting stood aside coldly, looking at the two people playing happily, sweating, and feeling very unhappy.

"Xiao Ting, why don't you play? Do you want to play the slide with us?" Shan Bei is a baby who only remembers the good of others. She only has the scene of song yeting coaxing her to take a nap in her mind, not the scene of song yeting being fierce to her.

At noon today, song yeting coaxed her to take a nap as usual. Shan Bei found that he liked taking a nap more and more.

She always thought taking a nap was a very painful thing, but now she found that taking a nap was really happy.

"I don't play such childish games. Only children can play them." song yeting said angrily to Shan Bei when he saw Han Siyu running here not far away.

"Xiaoting, aren't you a child?" Shan Bei looked at Song yeting and scratched his head with his small hand, showing a puzzled expression.

Song yeting: "

"Beibei!" Han Siyu ran over and shouted sweetly.

His sweaty watermelon head made song yeting sick.

"Beibei, what are you doing? Let's continue to play on the seesaw!" Han Siyu took Shan Bei's hand and glanced at Song yeting at the same time.

Shan Bei didn't follow him, but said to him, "Xiao Ting just said that these are children's games, but Xiao Ting is also a child. Let's take Xiao ting to play together!"

Song yeting looks at Shan Bei. Damn Xiao Shan Bei, he says he wants to play with him.

"I don't play!" song yeting said proudly.

First of all, he doesn't like these childish games. Second, he doesn't want to play with that xiguataro head!

"Xiao Ting, you play! You play with us!" Shan Bei thinks song yeting won't play with her. Her heart seems empty, so she pulls song yeting's hand to act as a spoiled child.

"OK, OK, just play." song yeting was entangled by Shan Bei. He took her hand and walked to the seesaw together.

So, Shan Bei and song yeting began to play on the seesaw.

As there were only two people on the seesaw, Han Siyu was left out and showed a sad expression.

"Song yeting, when are you ready to play? I want to play too." after a long time, seeing that song yeting didn't mean to come down, Han Siyu stepped forward and asked.

"I think it's fun. I haven't had enough!" song yeting glanced proudly at Han Siyu and said lazily.

It's like an old man, sitting on the seesaw.

"Hum!" Han Siyu was obviously angry. He couldn't help but toot his mouth and thought song yeting was intentional.

Just now I kept saying that these games are played by children, but now they won't come down.

Seeing Han Siyu angry, Shan Bei's small head stretched out, waved and said, "Xiao Yu, come to me!"

Han Siyu saw Shan Bei calling her and ran past.

"Beibei, he won't come down!" Han Siyu said angrily to Shan Bei.

"Xiao Yu, I'm just having fun. I'm tired. Come and play!" Shan Bei came down from the seesaw and said in a waxy voice.

Seeing Shan Bei down, Han Siyu was even worse: "Bei Bei, I want to play with you, not with him."

"Why?" asked Shan Bei suspiciously.

"Because he is very overbearing." Han Siyu said angrily, and his heart is full of resentment against song yeting.

"Overbearing? What does overbearing mean?" Shan Bei's little hand scratched her head with a face of "I don't know".

Han Siyu didn't know how to explain. He scratched his head and said, "that's... that's him... He's very bad!"

"Very bad?" Shan Bei looked at the indifferent song yeting, shook his head and said, "no! Xiao Ting is not bad."

After hearing Shan Bei's words, song yeting, who was originally cold faced, had a faint smile in his mouth.

He... Is really not bad, but he... Is really overbearing.

Of course, limited to Han Siyu, he really doesn't like this watermelon head. He turns around Shan Bei like a fly every day.

His eyes are bothered.

"Sobbing..." seeing that Shan Bei didn't face himself and said that song yeting was not bad, Han Siyu seemed to feel wronged in his heart and couldn't help crying.

Seeing this scene, Shan Bei suddenly panicked and hurriedly asked, "Xiao Yu, what's the matter with you? Why are you crying?"

"Wow -" Shan Bei's comfort seemed like a catalyst, and Han Siyu cried even more fiercely.

Shan Bei thought that whenever she cried, her parents would hold her and comfort her.

So Shan Bei hugged Han Siyu.