Sang Yanzhou looked at him and sighed.

"Do you still mind what your mother said back then?"

Sang Wanzhou turned his head and sneered: "She's right, why wasn't it me who was kidnapped?" ”

There was bleakness and sadness in his tone.

Sang Yanzhou also wanted to defend Lin Feiwan: "Mom was just too angry at the time, and she just said angry things. ”

Sang Wanzhou laughed at himself, "Give me your phone." ”

Sang Yanzhou didn't know why, so he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to him.

Sang Yanzhou took the mobile phone and logged in to his account, opened the chat window with the contact note "Mom" and handed it to Sang Yanzhou.

In the roaming records, the rows are full of messages sent by Sang Wanzhou, but there is no reply on the other side.

In the past 5 years, every holiday, Sang Wanzhou has insisted on sending his blessings to this person who knows that he will not reply to the message.

"Do you still think it's angry talk?"

Sang Yanzhou was silent.

Sang Wanzhou took the phone from his hand and withdrew his account before returning it to him.

Silently turned around and went back to the store.

Xiao Fubao happened to come down from upstairs, and felt that Sang Wanzhou's mood was not quite right, and asked with some concern: "Brother, what's wrong with you?" Why are you unhappy? ”

Sang Wanzhou looked down at her.

Thinking of what Sang Yanzhou had just said, he subconsciously wanted to escape from her eyes.

Turning his head to look away, his voice was cold: "It's nothing." ”

With that, he put on the microphone again, went upstairs and brought down all the buns.

Sang Yanzhou also put on his mask again and came in.

[What did these two go out to do just now? After going for so long, do the two of them know each other? 】

[I'm afraid I'm not talking something whispering, right? 】

[What is the relationship between this new photography brother and Sang Wanzhou? ] 】

The director sitting in the studio looked embarrassed.

What relationship?

They're brothers.

He didn't expect that Sang Wanzhou's true identity would be so terrifying, it turned out to be the second son of the Sang family, no wonder he didn't care about anything else.

Then why did no one help him suppress the black material when he was flying all over the sky before?

If a Sang family wants to suppress those black materials, it should be an easy thing, right?

In fact, Sang Wanzhou refused Sang Yu's help and then hid.

Sang Yu also knows his son's temper.

can only quietly help him make these black materials not develop so quickly.

Otherwise, he would have been banned a long time ago.

After packing up everything, the three of them sat on the first floor with stools, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward and heavy.

Xiao Fubao was sandwiched between them.

Look left and right.

Curiosity was written on his face.

She always felt that she felt the same breath as Sang Wanzhou from this new photographer brother.

Xiao Fubao poked Sang Yanzhou's arm with his little hand.

Sang Yanzhou turned his head and found that she was beckoning him to come closer, so he wiped his ears and approached her.

I heard Xiao Fubao's voice coming: "Brother, are you the elder brother of Brother Sang Wanzhou?" ”

When she said this, she pinched the headset and lowered her voice as much as possible, but she was still heard by Sang Wanzhou on the side.

Sang Wanzhou: "......" This little girl feels quite sensitive.

Sang Yanzhou straightened up, smiled at her, stretched out a slender index finger to his lips, and made a silent gesture.

"Keep it a secret."

Knowing that he had guessed correctly, Xiao Fubao nodded excitedly: "Hmm! Fu Bao will definitely keep it a secret! ”

Wow! This is really my brother's brother!

No wonder it feels like eyes!

(End of chapter)