MTL - Transmigrated Into the Film King’s Little Wife-Chapter 9
Liang Wen gritted her teeth, ran back to the room, took out the Shang Fang bracelet, and held it high.
"Seeing the bracelet is like seeing grandpa."
Ying Shunchen's mouth twitched, "And then?"
Liang Wen: "You stay in a hotel."
"I gave you all the money. No money to stay in a hotel."
Liang Wen was furious, this person was obviously cheating, "Repay the money to you."
"That's money for raising a daughter-in-law, I can't take it." Ying Shunchen told him frankly.
Raising... a daughter-in-law money?
hiss!
"Besides, I haven't acted or earned any income in the past two years, and I gave you all my property. So I don't have money to stay in a hotel." Ying Shunchen was very poor and calm.
Liang Wen has a toothache.
She turned on her cell phone and called Mr. Ying.
"Grandpa, Shun... Shunchen, he lives at home, and I..."
Grandpa Ying groaned, "Really? That's great! The brat finally looks like a man."
Liang Wen: "??!"
Ying Shunchen: Am I not a man? ? !
Liang Wen still wanted to explain, but old man Ying suddenly said, "Wenwen, last time you drilled him under the bed and was carried out, this time we can't repeat the same mistakes again. We must make the brat's bed solid. Come on. Grandpa is optimistic." You. Grandpa is waiting to hug his grandson."
After speaking, I hung up the phone.
Liang Wen was so embarrassed that she couldn't even hold the phone steadily.
Depend on! What did the original owner do?
Get into bed? To die.
The corners of Ying Shunchen's lips curled up, "Put the bracelet away."
Liang Wen's body was stiff, embarrassed like a chicken, and she turned around silently.
After a while, as expected, Zuo Xing came with big bags and small bags, and very competently placed Ying Shunchen's necessities, including pajamas and slippers, in Liang Wen's bedroom.
However, when he opened the cloakroom, he was also shocked by the powder blue color inside.
The corners of his mouth twitched, he could only pretend he didn't see it, and silently closed the cloakroom.
Ying Shunchen's daily clothes and shoes are placed in the next room.
Zuo Xing resigned thoughtfully, and when he left, he did not forget to wink at Liang Wen and make a cheering gesture.
Liang Wen is tired, what are you doing, her?
Grandpa asked her to cheer up and get into bed, so is it possible to go left?
Liang Wen pretended to be dead, hid in the bedroom and lay on the bed, listening to music with headphones on, but actually opened Weibo, trying to find out why Ying Shunchen was so idle.
Log in to Weibo, but find that I have been @ by many people.
[@梁雯bye bye bye! Once a day, you must pass the postgraduate entrance examination! 】
[@梁雯 touched my Wenyu hand, I will pass all the exams. bye! touch! 】
【really. That Qian Ruo Ye is @梁雯's entrustment! I won't ask! I can pass the test too! 】
【No! It is my fault! I shouldn't question you @梁文! Bye bye, pass by! 】
Liang Wen was stunned, what's the matter?
Going to @千入夜's Weibo, I finally found the source.
@梁雯 is my koi, there is no doubt about it. Sisters, good luck, thanks @梁雯, pass the exam! Brush up!
It turned out to be Feng Qianqian!
This guy has hundreds of fans more than her, and this wave of praise made her gain dozens of fans.
Then touch Chaohua, and Ying Shunchen Chaohua ranks first. The last Weibo he posted was two years ago? ? ?
Official announcement to go abroad for further study.
Tsk. A person who hasn't posted on Weibo for two years can still maintain his popularity.
His fans are truly loyal.
#应顺谢回国# Every morning when I miss my minister, I can only lick the photos to continue my life. Fortunately, I finally waited. Knowing that a foreign relationship is too painful, my husband loves me, and finally came back. Love you! Refill!
#应顺诺回国# In the world of material desires, my minister is alone. He lived up to his original intention, he lived up to expectations, with a hot and strong heart of innocence, let you watch his crystal clear, let you figure out his open-mindedness. He is my precious husband!
#应顺谢回出# The king returns, invincible. Wait for my minister, and shine again.
#应顺谢回来# He is the clever and heart-warming little slap in "Liyuan Jingqing", and he is the stubborn and stubborn Pan Xi in "Live". He is also the inspirational benchmark in the hearts of "All Subjects". He left with glory and returned with precipitation. He looks the best when he works hard. Love me forever in this life!
Liang Wen flipped through it, and #应顺责回国# was the number one hot search, followed by #应顺约话话#.
Fans compiled Ying Shunchen's speech at the Dance Academy into a text version and spread it widely on the Internet. It also excerpted #谢言谢语必力宝宝#, which is praised by all the subjects and is bound to be practiced.
—Don't say you can't do it, you can do it by working hard.
- Concentrate on knowing and doing, don't need to be complacent.
— It is better to surpass yourself than to surpass others.
-Sincere and frank, generous and calm.
——For a moment of luck, it is better to grow steadily.
Tut tut.
Inspirational pioneer, fan role model.
In addition, many fans or passers-by have speculated about his comeback plan after returning to China.
Some people say that he has already contacted a certain film director who is good at big productions, some people say that he is going to transform into a leading actor in literary films, and some people say that he is going to participate in TV dramas. There are various arguments.
Liang Wen went to Zuo Xing's Weibo and found that his latest Weibo comments were all about sending him blades.
The fans blamed him aggressively for delaying my minister's future. After returning to China for two or three days, he didn't announce any comeback plan.
Zuo Xing also held his breath, and didn't reply at all.
Liang Wen flipped through the pages again, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Ying Shunchen's figure, and immediately turned off the phone, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
When Ying Shunchen walked in, he saw someone lying upright under the quilt, with his eyes closed and earphones on, and he wondered if he was asleep?
What a cheapskate! I have been angry for two years, and my anger has not subsided.
If you have a baby, the baby should be one year old.
The corners of his lips hooked, and he took out his pajamas and went into the bathroom.
Listening to the sound, Liang Wen quietly opened her eyes.
Hearing the sound of showering, she was dumbfounded.
Could it be that we are going to sleep together in the same bed today?
At this time, the phone's WeChat was beeping non-stop.
Liang Wen hurriedly muted her voice.
Xuan Lan sent a series of photos.
It is Ying Shunchen, who is high-definition, free, and handsome.
Liang Wen: "..."
【Wenwen, my minister's private picture of my lecture, just repaired, I'll lick it for you. 】
Liang Wen: [... I thank you. Not very necessary. 】
[Hmph. It's roar. You know him well and can see him anytime. Pity me, I can only lick the photos. 】
Liang Wen glanced at the bathroom door, feeling very tired.
[What is your Weibo? I'll add you. 】
[real name. 】
【oh oh. add. I @you. 】
Liang Wen opened Weibo.
@兰辰向: @梁雯@千养夜wowen cliff koi carp. Bye bye, please see my husband again!
Hanging on the back are nine close-up photos of Ying Shunchen's speeches, all of which are elegant and charming.
Immediately, someone followed her on Weibo.
The eldest girl of the minister's family: Damn. You took such beautiful pictures. Who is this? Bye, can you see my minister?
Yingjia's meat-loving rabbit: +1 for the same question. @兰臣吹 You actually hid your secrets and only posted it now.
Xuan Lan replied meanly from behind: You can just pray. Do not talk nonsense! Guaranteed to see her husband's beautiful pictures.
In less than a minute, Liang Wen's fans increased by dozens. The number of fans finally broke through one hundred.
Liang Wen was speechless and sent a WeChat message to Xuan Lan.
[Don't engage in feudal superstition. 】
Xuan Lan sent an emoji package.
At some point, she took a picture of Liang Wen's profile. Upturned nose and red lips, full forehead, dignified temperament, squinting eyes, looks like Guanyin.
There are a few bold characters next to it: please my Wen, see idol.
In the bottom corner, there is a sketch of a figure, with hands clasped together, bowing devoutly.
Liang Wen: [... withdraw it for me! 】
[Boom! Hold my Wen thigh tightly and never give up. 】
Liang Wen gritted her teeth and closed WeChat.
At this time, the bathroom door rang.
Liang Wen was so startled that she immediately lay flat, closed her eyes, and was as quiet as a chicken.
The action is done in one go, without pause.
Ying Shunchen was wearing a bathrobe, wiping his hair with a towel in his hand, and most of his chest muscles were exposed.
He stopped, put down the towel and walked over.
Leaning over, she first took off Liang Wen's right earphone. She wanted to take off her left earphone, but she had to raise her head to take it off.
He looked down at Liang Wen's dark and soft hair, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke it.
Then gently lifted the back of her head and placed it on the palm of her hand, took off the right earphone, and pulled it out from behind her neck.
The phone was still on her chest.
He lifted the corner of the quilt...
Liang Wen suddenly opened her eyes.
The four eyes met, and there was nowhere to hide.
"..." Liang Wen: Two years ago, the original owner got into his bed, but today he got into my bed. I feel like my life has reached its pinnacle!
Ying Shunchen was very calm, "Sleep!"
Liang Wen swallowed, "We don't seem to know each other very well..."
Ying Shunchen's eyes darkened, and he continued to lift the quilt.
Liang Wen pressed her hands hard, "I'm really not familiar."
"..." Ying Shunchen took the phone out of the quilt, put it aside, then turned around and walked to the other side, lifted the quilt and lay down.
"???!!" Liang Wen: No, it wasn't the pinnacle of life just now, but now is the pinnacle of life, the pinnacle of embarrassment.
She quietly turned around, completely pretending to be dead.
Turn off the lights to sleep, and be snored.
The lively nighttime activities that couples should have, can never happen to someone with such a rhythm as Ying Shunchen.
As for the other... sizzle!
That night, he helped Liang Wen cover the quilt three times, snatched the quilt from under her thigh four times, and even heard her say a dream: Don't beg me!
The usual mkiss between husband and wife in the morning is naturally impossible.
Liang Wen opened her eyes, but there was no one around her.
Ji Ling got up and found that the slippers were in place at the entrance.
She immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Then someone rang the doorbell.
Open it and look, it's the original owner's scumbag father. Zhan Qinghe.
After Liang Wen's mother Liang Yilin divorced Zhan Qinghe, she let Liang Wen follow her surname.
Zhan Qinghe rents a house, and the rent is paid by the original owner.
Coming here early in the morning, it must be time to pay the rent again.
Zhan Qinghe is nearly fifty years old, with a slightly chubby body, Liang Wen looks good, and her biological father is not bad.
It's just that the original owner is weird, his father is scumbag and lazy, he has nothing but meat but doesn't want to make money.
"Wenwen, I've finished spending the money you gave me. I want to ask you for more." Zhan Qinghe didn't feel embarrassed, and just reached out to ask for it.
Liang Wen said coldly, "No."
Zhan Qinghe was taken aback, then gritted his teeth, "Wenwen, you agreed to give me 10,000 a month."
Liang Wen snorted, no wonder the original owner only had more than 2,000 yuan left in his card. I gave it all to the scumbag.
"You want to spend money yourself, earn it yourself."
Zhan Qinghe lived on the four houses his parents gave him all his life. I've never had a decent job in my life. It is easier for him to find a way to make money than to let him die.
"Galaxy didn't give you money?"
It's okay not to mention it, he still has the face to mention the word Yinhe.
Liang Wen was too lazy to talk nonsense with this kind of person, and pretended to close the door.
Zhan Qinghe howled immediately: "Then I'll ask my son-in-law for money. He can't let my father-in-law starve to death on the street."
Liang Wen thought of the 500,000 on the card, "...he hasn't acted in the past two years and has no income. He is very tight to support me."
Zhan Qinghe snorted, "You're lying to ghosts!"
At this time, someone behind him said slowly: "Yes. The daughter-in-law is almost unable to support her."
Liang Wen: "..."
Shi Shiran stood in front of Ying Shunchen in black clothes, black hat and black super glasses.
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