Transmigrated as the wife of wealthy vegetative man

——Mu Yanyan, the poisonous woman, must have hooked up Han Jiang first, and then came to smear Han Jiang.

——Yes, it won’t be possible to bind Sun Ying, and he put his eyes on my Jiang Jiang. This person is really vicious!

——Mu Yanyan s-m, why is she so sick.

...

Soon, waves of navy soldiers began to attack Mu Yanyan's Weibo, her comment area was no longer available, and people scolded her everywhere.

Has been scolded until the eighteenth generation of her ancestors.

Mu Yanyan didn't feel much about this, anyway, the father of the original owner was not a good person, and the eighteenth generation of the ancestors is probably not that good.

But Han Zheng was reluctant.

Someone dared to scold his wife, because he didn't want to live anymore.

He wore the vest of his name and began to scold various naval forces.

Of course, he has been living in a wealthy family since he was a child, and he has cultivated a good education that he can't swear at all, and he can swear a few words of national swearing, but he is very powerful: swearing, and then swearing to see if I will not call you!

——Mu Yanyan's stupid fan is crazy, and he even named me, who do you think you are!

——That is, what is going on with this person named Han Zheng?

——It may be an illegitimate meal. I think he sends Mu Yanyan a dog licking quotation every day.

——Is that right, I'll take a look too.

——Fuck, it's really illegitimate meals, illegitimate meals are terrifying.

——Be careful of the title warning!

...

Soon the topic of Mu Yanyan's **** meal also followed the hot search.

Han Zheng looked confused, he asked Mu Yanyan incomprehensibly, "What does illegitimate rice mean?"

Mu Yanyan also noticed that everyone had labelled Han Zheng as her illegitimate meal, and said with a smile: "It's my number one admirer."

If it was said that Han Zheng loved Mu Yanyan before, Han Zheng would definitely have fried hair, but now looking at the charming girl, uh...

Not only admiring, but also wanting to sleep.

The kind of sleep that really sleeps.

But why the **** system doesn't release tasks anymore, it's not appropriate for him to go straight up like this?

When Han Zhengtian fought, Mu Yanyan was still scanning Weibo.

Everyone scolded Han Zheng as a bald old man, and said that he was an illegitimate fan and could laugh to death.

With a handsome bald old man like Han Zheng, I don't know how popular he is.

Mu Yanyan thought about it and sent a Weibo: her husband is neither old nor bald, super handsome!

When she typed the two words for her husband, she blushed, and it took a long time to type the following words.

On this Weibo, the number of likes was soaring like sitting on a rocket, and it was tens of thousands in a blink of an eye.

The number of comments was even more bizarre. Some believed what she said and agreed with them, and a large part of them were voices of doubt.

——Hehe, why don’t you dare to show it up if you are so handsome!

——I believe it if you’re not bald, whoever believes it if you’re not old, isn’t it okay in bed?

——Haha, how could I feel a breath of reluctance? Of course Mu Yanyan didn't dare to say that he couldn't do it in front of the old man!

...

The suspicion on Weibo became louder and louder, and all the comments on Weibo made her post photos.

Mu Yanyan sent down slowly, and finally saw a very inconspicuous trumpet, which was her illegitimate meal, Han Zheng's vest.

——I am neither old nor bald.

Mu Yanyan hesitated for a moment, and clicked her attention.

Mu Yanyan's microblog followed very few objects, mostly female artists who were filming together, as well as work-related personnel.

Han Zheng is still the first trumpet that can't identify himself.

Soon someone discovered that Mu Yanyan had just paid attention to a trumpet, and a boiling word was added after the hot search almost in the blink of an eye.

——Fuck, Mu Yanyan returned the **** meal.

——Ah, I want to be Mu Yanyan's illegitimate meal, and I beg Mu Yanyan to pay attention to me.

——I also want to confess, see what Han Zheng has posted, and copy a copy.

——Please pay attention to the goddess, oooooo, I'm going to die

...

Mu Yanyan's enthusiasm grew, and even many people who didn't care about the entertainment industry clicked in and glanced.

I am naturally happy to like Mu Yanyan. People like Zhao Xueqi, He Yingying, Mu Jingzhi and others can only grit their teeth and stare. They can't wait to smash their mobile phones and never want to hear anything about Mu Yanyan.

At this moment, someone discovered a blind spot.

——Fuck, Han Zheng, didn't you think of anything?

——What do you think of?

——How does it feel not quite right, Yazi.

The poster who found the blind spot didn't understand everyone, and said anxiously: The richest man, the richest man, don't you know the last name?

——Fuck, I remember, Young Master Han's name is Han Zheng!

——What do you mean, Young Master Han is Mu Yanyan's illegitimate meal?

——No wonder Mu Yanyan is so awesome, she turned out to be the boss.

——What did you say upstairs? What kind of illegitimate meal? You are the illegitimate meal. Young Master Han is calling his wife.

——……

——……

——……

Everyone is dumbfounded.

Soon there was a quick response and said: "But Mu Yanyan is married!"

——Yes, Mu Yanyan is married, so why did Young Master Han call her wife?

——How did the pig die?

——Mu Yanyan’s husband is Han Dashao.

...

For an instant, the entire Weibo was silent, and everyone who was browsing Mu Yanyan's hot search seemed to have been tapped and stopped there.

Then shouted at the same time: Where am I?

who am I?

In the end what happened?

It took a while before someone tentatively sent a topic: So, is Mu Yanyan married to the Han family?

——Impossible, I don’t believe it.

——Impossible, I don’t believe it.

——Impossible, I don’t believe it.

...

Everyone seems to have made this line of words together, and no one believes that Mu Yanyan has married into the Han family.

But Mu Yanyan's Weibo is still on the hot search, and Han Zheng's daily dog-licking record is still there. All of this should be true.

——No, this Weibo is not certified, it's just a trumpet, who believes it is really Han Zheng?

——Yes, I didn’t even remember if you didn’t tell me, did Mu Yanyan hate her marriage so much that she got such a vest?

——I also tend to be a fake Han Zheng.

——That is, how could the Han family make such nasty words.

@慕颜妍, you are so beautiful today.

@慕颜妍, you are so beautiful.

@慕颜妍, I miss you.

...

——Sour, so sour, I'm sure, this is definitely not the real Master Han.

——I am also sure that even if this person is really called Han Zheng, he must have the same name.

——Haha, waiting for a face slap, Mu Yanyan actually made such a hot search, it can be seen that I want to be red and want to be crazy!

...

Mu Yanyan saw this comment and showed her phone to Han Zheng: "Have you read it, everyone says you are fake."

Han Zheng is very surprised, why his name is hung on it brightly, and everyone still says he is fake: "Why don't they believe me?"

Mu Yanyan knew that he didn't understand, and smiled: "Because this is a trumpet and has not been certified."

"Authentication?" Han Zheng seemed to understand, and handed his mobile phone to Mu Yanyan: "You help me authenticate."

Mu Yanyan knew that this kind of black and red was also red, and black powder was also a powder, so she was not in a hurry to let Han Zheng clarify, so she could wait until the fermentation reached a certain level.

Moreover, with Ouyang Tian guarding him, he will certainly not let the situation develop uncontrollably.

Mu Yanyan changed his phone back, blinked her eyes and said, "I will authenticate again tomorrow, no hurry."

After she finished speaking, she turned over and got ready to go to bed: "The variety show will be over in two days, and I can finally go home."

The girl turned her back, the blanket only covered her arms, exposing her white and soft shoulders.

Han Zheng felt his throat hot, and there was an inexplicable anger going up, but the **** system didn't even make a sound, let alone the task.

"System, system, you come out for me."

The system seemed to yawn, and as if not awake, it said, "What are you doing, don't disturb my sleep."

Han Zheng: "Why is there no mission?"

"Is it time to kiss after the hug?"

The system said silently: "I am a wife pet system, don't you always take the initiative to take your wife off work? What do you want me to do!"

Han Zheng said helplessly: "But what should I do next?"

System: "Do whatever you want."

After that, it stretched and went to bed again.

In the dark night, Han Zheng frowned, wondering what the system means.

He wants to have a bridal chamber with Mu Yanyan now, is that okay?

Mu Yanyan slept until dawn, and she went to the crew after breakfast.

Anyway, everyone knows about her leaving the crew, and it's okay to break the jar.

There will be two stalls at noon and evening, and we will say goodbye to the crew after the opening of the variety show tomorrow.

Mu Yanyan would be happy when she thinks about getting the final payment immediately.

This time when I came to the crew, Han Zheng watched closely. She had no chance to eat meat for half a month. This was an experience she hadn't had in the original world.

Now she wants to hold a bowl of braised pork and a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs.

Alas, it's really painful that people who are not meatless and unhappy can't eat meat.

Thinking of this, Mu Yanyan licked her lips involuntarily.

Seeing that the time was almost up, she went to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients, and packed the watermelon, yogurt, peanuts and other things one by one.

When Zhou Zeyang saw her coming, he cleaned up with her.

Mu Yanyan has the habit of checking the materials every time she goes out of the stall. Today she took fifty bags of yogurt and wanted to confirm the production date.

She had already seen it when she bought it, but she would still watch it again before going out.

Zhou Zeyang checked with her: "These dates are fresh, and they must be fine."

Mu Yanyan knew it naturally, and smiled and said, "It's better to take a look and rest assured."

Zhou Zeyang felt that what she said was reasonable, and followed the inspection together, and quickly checked all the fifty bags. The two people loaded the things into the car and left the crew and rushed to the stall.

Zhou Zeyang received an invitation for a large-scale costume drama, hoping that he will play the leading actor.

The heroine is still undecided. He has been in contact with Mu Yanyan a lot recently and found that she is smart and able to endure hardships, and her acting skills should not be as bad as rumors outside.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Recently there is a period drama lacking a heroine. Would you like to try?

"A costume drama?" Mu Yanyan said in surprise, "Which one?"

Zhou Zeyang: "Tang Dynasty."

Mu Yanyan knew about this play, and Zhou Zeyang in the book became popular with this play.

After the "Tang Dynasty" fire, not only Zhou Zeyang became popular, but even the heroine became so popular.

After listening to Zhou Zeyang's words, Mu Yanyan's heart moved fiercely, her fingers were itchy and her eyes glowed with stars, and she asked, "Can I?"

Zhou Zeyang couldn't give a clear answer. He just said: "I can help you recommend. As for whether you can play, you have to test your own acting skills."

Although the original lead's acting skills are indeed not very good, Mu Yanyan is quite confident in herself: "When will the audition be?"

Zhou Zeyang: "About half a month later."

There is still time, Mu Yanyan decides to ask her teacher to study acting skills after going home, and she must win the heroine of the show.

"Then thank you, Teacher Zhou, when I leave the market, I will invite Teacher Zhou to dinner."