Rebirth of a Luxury Family: Return of a Supermodel

"Brother Cheng's propaganda is awesome enough to get news out of this juncture." Miao Ching has once opened his mind to understand the connection and pick up the ridicule of his brow.

LV Yan glanced at Miao Qing and showed her appreciation for Miao Qing's rare intelligence.

"It's really brother Cheng's pen?" Miao Qing looked at LV Yan in surprise.

LV Yan narrowed her eyes slightly and finally chose to give up discussing this issue with Miao Qing.

Chi Xiaowan can see clearly that the time point of leisure is just a big turning point, which is also an explosion point for Chi Xiaowan.

In this case, isn't it just waiting for a group of people to watch it?

Chi Xiaowan really didn't expect the speed of life to be so fast. How long has it been? How long has she been back? The publicity over there has already started?

When Chi Xiaowan received Zhong Mingyu's call in the evening, she knew that it was not as simple as being ready, but that it had been done.

"Sample?" Chi Xiaowan asked in a strange way with a tip of her eyebrow.

Cheng nodded at the banquet, and then said with a bit of ridicule: "there's only one. I can't even get you a lucky draw."

Cheng thought at the banquet that it would be rare to draw a lottery with Chi Xiaowan's fame, which would not only enhance his fame, but also publicize it.

However, Cheng banquet inquired about the price of such a set of things from Leon and the quantity sold worldwide. It's really appalling.

Chi Xiaowan listened to Cheng's complaint at the banquet and didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, she even comforted: "rare things are expensive. In the future, I'll put such a set of things right in front of the living room at home, absolutely in front of the door."

The banquet also made Chi Xiaowan happy.

When Cheng Yanxi first came into contact with Leon, he simply felt that Leon was also the editor in chief of a century old magazine. Any leakage of resources from his fingers was enough for Chi Xiaowan, but he didn't expect to let Chi Xiaowan share such a good thing.

Cheng Yanxi is also very happy about this. Talking to Chi Xiaowan, there is no continuation of the past.

Cheng gave Chi Xiaowan a brief talk about the arrangements after the banquet. It was nothing more than about the aggressive anniversary magazine, CD and photo of life. How would they arrange to help publicize it.

Chi Xiaowan is not the only one who has taken this show in China. Those who are more famous than Chi Xiaowan, but those who have better resources than Chi Xiaowan are really not.

Chi Xiaowan naturally listens to the arrangement of Cheng's banquet all the way. Even if Chi Xiaowan has more memories for several years, she is far inferior to Cheng's banquet in this regard.

In the last life Cheng banquet, Chi Xiaowan can be held out with one hand. How is it possible without a little wrist?

Now we know that Chi Xiaowan's show this time is not just an anniversary show. Just looking at the publicity posture, we can guess that this time is likely to become a milestone in history.

When Chi Xiaowan asked for leave from the crew and returned to city a, he was discussing on the Internet about how to buy genuine copies.

A set of commemorative products that will bring back human flesh from the United States has been collected by Zhong Mingyu from Xingyu. Chi Xiaowan saw the photos from Zhong Mingyu.

Obviously, I don't know why in this life, at least it is more exquisite than the previous life, and it is even a bit like handicrafts.

The hollowed out and carved wooden box contains commemorative magazines, commemorative CDs and commemorative photo posters... A wooden box with a capacity of at least one quarter of a cubic meter is neatly placed.

However, country m has never had a particularly positive response in this regard. It just knows that there is such a product, but it doesn't even see the shell of the product.

Chi Xiaowan went directly back to Zhong Mingyu's apartment in city A. because of the rush, she had to fly to city B tomorrow afternoon to participate in two interviews.

"Back?" Zhong Mingyu, dressed in his home clothes, took the bag in Chi Xiaowan's hand. "The food was prepared by Chen Ma and sent in the incubator. Would you like to eat first or take a bath first?"

Chi Xiaowan didn't expect Zhong Mingyu to wait for her here. She thought she went upstairs and opened the door. She was facing an empty room. She also wanted to surprise Zhong Mingyu, but she didn't expect Zhong Mingyu to give her a surprise first.

"Why are you at home?" Chi Xiaowan looked at Zhong Mingyu strangely and naturally followed Zhong Mingyu to the kitchen.

The meals were still kept in the incubator.

"Do you think I don't know your schedule?" Zhong Mingyu asked with a low smile, looking at Chi Xiaowan with the tip of his eyebrows.

Chi Xiaowan thought about it and realized that she had really thought too much. Cheng's banquet was the people of Zhong Mingyu. How could she hide her itinerary from Zhong Mingyu.

"Chen Ma specially cooked soup all day and some dishes you like." Zhong Mingyu came out of the incubator with dishes. The kinds of meals for two people are not a few, but the quantity is not much. The two people eat just right.

Chi Xiaowan didn't expect his choice to get such a result.

"How's the taste?" Zhong Mingyu looked at Chi Xiaowan's eating, a little absent-minded, and couldn't help asking with some worry. "The taste must not be as good as just coming out of the pot."

Obviously, Zhong Mingyu contacted Chen's mother to cook the food at this table early in the morning. Maybe it's just a very simple thing, but Chi Xiaowan couldn't help but go back and think more.

In such a place, there is someone waiting for you to come back and prepare everything you like. It is a kind of happiness for anyone.

"You can eat less food. You have to finish the soup. Chen Ma told you in person." Zhong Mingyu vowed.

Chi Xiaowan drags her chin and looks at Zhong Mingyu's direction. There is a lost resistance between her eyebrows and eyes. After all, she has to have an interview tomorrow!

"What Chen Ma told me, I dare not disobey." Zhong Mingyu looked at Chi Xiaowan helplessly and didn't mean to let go.

Chi Xiaowan finally failed to resist Zhong Mingyu's advice and drank a large bowl of soup, but the ingredients in the soup went into Zhong Mingyu's stomach.

After a warm and simple dinner, Chi Xiaowan wandered leisurely for more than half an hour. When she came out of the bathroom, Zhong Mingyu had cleaned up the restaurant.

"If you let people know, the president of Tangtang Zhong's group has to be responsible for cleaning the kitchen, dining room and washing dishes at home. I don't know how many people's Chins are shocked." Chi Xiaowan stood there in his pajamas, leaning against the sofa in the living room, smiling at Zhong Mingyu and said with a bit of ridicule.

Zhong Mingyu wiped the water stains on his hands, and then he came to Chi Xiaowan.

Chi Xiaowan is wearing a silk suspender Pajama and a silk nightgown. She is not a pajama of this season, but she won't feel cold because the central air conditioner with constant temperature is on here all year round.

Zhong Mingyu led the man to his front and firmly hooked Chi Xiaowan's waist with one hand.

Chi Xiaowan put her hands against Zhong Mingyu's chest, and then took a look at the direction of the bedroom: "I put bath water for you, take a bath, and then rinse it?"

"You wipe my back?" Zhong Mingyu asked with a smile.

"Beautiful thought." Chi Xiaowan turned her head and was not ready to agree to Zhong Mingyu's proposal, but she followed Zhong Mingyu into the bathroom and took another bath.

When Chi Xiaowan came out of the bathroom with Zhong Mingyu, it was more than an hour later.

When Chi Xiaowan could finally enter the dark sky safely, it was already two or three o'clock in the morning.

Of course, it was impossible to get up on time the next day. Chi Xiaowan slept directly until 10:30, and was about to have lunch.

Zhong Mingyu gave Chi Xiaowan the soup left over from last night and burned a handful of rice noodles. The amount of less than half a bowl was enough for Chi Xiaowan to support Chi's villa.

"I suspect that I worked hard to move out of the event. In fact, it was sent to the door for you to chew." Chi Xiaowan sat lazily in the chair of the restaurant, looked at the clock Mingyu who was washing the dishes over there, and complained in a low voice.

Last night, in addition to sleeping time, Chi Xiaowan didn't stop for almost a moment when she felt that she had not been tossed.

Zhong Mingyu put the dishes and chopsticks into the disinfection cabinet, then returned to Chi Xiaowan and pinched Chi Xiaowan's earlobe: "let's go. We'll meet our grandparents."

Chi Xiaowan didn't expect to go back to Chi's house to see her grandparents. After all, the trip was really too hasty. Even if she came to see Zhong Mingyu, it was time to dig out. However, she didn't expect Zhong Mingyu to arrange a trip home for less than a day, at least for lunch.

It's not that Chi Xiaowan doesn't want to go back. She's really too busy to take care of it.

Originally, Zhong Mingyu argued for the rest of the day. Chi Xiaowan thought that he was indeed separated from Zhong Mingyu for a long time. Since the other party said, he would accompany him.

Zhong Mingyu's other arrangement was completely unexpected.

For Chi Xiaowan's special rush back for lunch, the Chi family's old man and wife were naturally happy. The Zhong family's old man also came specially to the Chi family villa and had a good lunch.

As for Zhong Mingyu's biological father and stepmother, they were selectively forgotten in corners.

Old lady Chi looked at Chi Xiaowan. Although she didn't look very rosy, she was relieved that she didn't lose weight, but she couldn't help telling her to pay attention to her body.

After dinner, Mr. Chi and Mr. Zhong went upstairs to play chess. They left Chi Xiaowan to talk with the old lady for a while, and then they had to rush to the airport to city B.

Since Zhong Mingyu drove him to the airport, Miao Qing naturally waited for Chi Xiaowan at the airport.

"How did you think of coming home to eat this noon?" Chi Xiaowan looked at Zhong Mingyu strangely and asked in a low voice, "I didn't accompany you well."

Zhong Mingyu looked back, looked at Chi Xiaowan solemnly, smiled and hooked the corners of his mouth: "Grandpa and grandma are old, I don't know how much time they can spend with them, and we still have a long time."