"I'm sorry, I'm wearing a mask." Lu Wanwan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with wearing a mask to face the camera.

She also had no idea that netizens would over-interpret her behavior, thinking that she was doing this on purpose because she was too ugly without makeup.

While packing up her things, Lu Wanwan said to Fu Ling, "The water is already boiling, you go take a bath." ”

"Okay."

Fu Ling came out of the shower, and Lu Wanwan and Fu Yan were already lying on the bed.

"Ling Ling, come here, I'll help you blow your hair." Lu Wanwan beckoned.

Fu Ling's fair-skinned little face flushed, "Thank you, Auntie, I'll blow it myself." ”

"Obedient."

For a while, if Fu Ling wanted to refuse, he couldn't say anything.

Lu Wanwan put on slippers and stood beside the bed to blow Fu Ling's hair.

Her fingers were slender and white, and her fingertips gently brushed Fu Ling's scalp, making Fu Ling feel that Lu Wanwan was particularly gentle at this moment.

Fu Ling subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Isn't the wind too hot?" Because this is an old-fashioned hair dryer, there is no way to control the temperature, Lu Wanwan asked.

"No, just right."

"That's good."

After drying their hair, the three of them lay on the bed together.

Fu Yan put his arm around Lu Wanwan's neck and asked, "Auntie, can you tell me and Ge Ge a story?" ”

Lu Wanwan wore a green mask and told a story of three little pigs.

Before the story was finished, both little ones fell asleep. Lu Wanwan got up gently, took a towel to cover the camera, and lay down together.

——

On the same day, some topics about Lu Wanwan in the program group rushed to the hot search.

#豪门贵妇疑似和富豪老公不合#

#拒绝联系老公, decisively hand over your mobile phone#

#凌凌身世#

#豪门贵妇疑素颜太丑, ashamed to see people#

#陆晚晚的神秘老公疑似年过六十, now bald #

When the director saw that the show had only been broadcast for one day, he had a high level of popularity, and he couldn't close his mouth with joy.

It seems that he is going to artificially create some problems for Lu Wanwan tomorrow to keep her hot.

——

At this time, Fu Nancheng, who was far away in country M, had just ended a three-hour transnational meeting.

He was resting in the president's office, but Jiang Yuan, the secretary who had finished reporting his work, was always standing in place, looking at him without saying a word.

"Anything else?" Fu Nancheng opened his eyes, his dark and deep eyes were hidden behind the gold-framed glasses, and he couldn't see too much emotion.

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a while before he said truthfully to the man, "President, Mrs. She...... It's on the hot search. ”

"Ma'am? Which wife do you mean? ”

Fu Nancheng's first reaction was the wife of a certain partner.

Jiang Yuan: ............

Jiang Yuan thought to himself, the president really didn't treat himself as a married person. He coughed lightly, and finally looked at Fu Nancheng and said, "Yes...... Your wife. ”

Fu Nancheng: ............

After a long while, Fu Nancheng let out an "oh".

To be honest, the reason why he didn't have the consciousness of being married was entirely because his so-called "wife" was sought by Jiang Yuan.

Even on the day they signed the agreement, he was not present because he had something to do temporarily, and Jiang Yuan was solely responsible for it.

He had never seen this so-called "wife" at all, let alone had any impressions?

Fu Nancheng asked, "What's wrong with her?" ”。

Jiang Yuan looked at the hot search about Lu Wanwan on Weibo, and he didn't know how to report to the president at all.