The mother of salted fish became popular in the baby complex by fortune-telling

Chapter 77 Lin Beichen Is Lu Ci'an's Brain-Dead Nympho Fan
After Mrs. Lin's resentment was resolved, Lu Ci'an looked at the time, and it was almost time to go to sleep.

"Today's live broadcast ends here, and the next live broadcast will be seven days later at eight o'clock in the evening."

After finishing speaking, Lu Ci'an withdrew from the live broadcast room amidst the unsatisfactory appeals from netizens.

She backed away quickly, and before Mrs. Lin, who had sensed the obvious change in her body, could thank her, the screen of the live broadcast room in front of her was completely black.

When she realized that she was not afraid of the risk of losing her horse and called Lu Ci'an, she was told by the director that Lu Ci'an had already gone back to sleep and asked her to call again tomorrow during the day.

The old lady Lin, who was full of gratitude and had nowhere to vent, asked the housekeeper to register a Weibo account for her, followed Lu Ci'an's Weibo, and joined her big fan group, saying that from today onwards, she is Lu Ci'an's number one fan.

At the same time, Lin Beichen was far away in Country M.

Her black eyes, as deep as the dark night, kept staring at Lu Ci'an's live broadcast room. It was not until she had been broadcasting for a long time that she seemed to wake up from a dream, and looked away with reluctance.

On the cold and handsome face, an idiot-like smile suddenly flashed, as if the whole person's cold temperament had been reborn, covered with a layer of joy visible to the naked eye.

As expected of his wife, why is she so handsome and outstanding, so he can't stop loving her!
The superficially cold CEO, at this moment his heart is rolling wildly, blowing his wife's rainbow fart wildly.

There was an aura of "spring heart rippling" all over his body, which made the assistant Jiang Ci beside him couldn't bear to look directly at him.

As for?Isn't it just a live broadcast, you are the president of a multinational group worth hundreds of billions, if the company's senior management and partners see you like this, I'm afraid your cold and calm filter image will be ruined.

"Jiang Ci—"

Just as Jiang Ci was thinking about complaining about his own president, Lin Beichen's low, cold voice dragged him back to reality.

As if he understood, Jiang Ci immediately said before Lin Beichen could speak: "President Lin, don't worry, I made a mistake in grabbing the quota this time, and the live broadcast will be live seven days later, and my subordinates will not be disgraceful!"

Hearing Jiang Ci's determination, Lin Beichen waved his hand: "No need, that quota should be reserved for those who need it, I won't join in the fun—"

Jiang Ci: "???"

Why did Mrs. Lin, my wife's brainless fan, suddenly change his sex?

Then, he heard his Boss Lin say proudly: "After all, I am different from others. They can only watch my wife through the live video, and I can have close contact in real life. Well, fortune-telling is not the point, intimate contact is more important! "

Jiang Ci, who watched his own president become naive in seconds, was talking to himself like a nymphomaniac: "..."

Intimate contact?You should first ask your wife if she is willing.

The former wife must be very happy, but the current wife, he doesn't think so.

Jiang Ci shook his head, Lin Beichen's eyes were bright: "Jiang Ci, what do you mean by shaking your head?"

Jiang Ci was shocked, "My subordinates think Mr. Lin is extremely smart. I will contact Director Li now and ask him to arrange a recording of a couple together as soon as possible!"

Lin Beichen deeply agrees: "With awareness, starting from this month, the salary will increase by 30.00%."

"Hey, thank you Mr. Lin, my subordinates must devote themselves to the great cause of intimacy between Mr. Lin and his wife, and die!"

*
"Ah-"

Lu Ci'an, who had just showered and dried her hair, was caught off guard and sneezed as she walked towards the big fragrant bed.

On the big bed, wearing a cute panda pajamas, flipping through a storybook, and preparing to tell her mommy a bedtime story, the little milk ball, when she heard Lu Ci'an sneeze, her big black grape-like eyes immediately nervously looked in her direction.

"Mommy, are you having a cold? Little Sun make medicine for you?"

Hearing her daughter's nervous little milk voice, Lu Ci'an walked forward with a smile, gave a mouthful to that soft little face, and took advantage of the opportunity to hug the little milk ball into her arms.

"Mommy doesn't have a cold. I guess someone is jealous of Mommy's talent and is speaking ill of Mommy."

"Hmph, bad guy, Mommy is not angry, I'll scold him for you!"

Lu Ci'an was amused by her own daughter, and hugged her happily and "baji" several times before she let go of the soft ball and lay down to sleep.

"Mommy is working hard, Mommy is going to wake up soon, little sun will tell you the story of the little duck—"

Accompanied by the sweet voice of the little milk ball, Lu Ci'an also fell asleep leisurely.

Even the netizens in front of the live broadcast screen fell asleep listening to this milky bedtime story.

The voice of the little milk ball floated out of the window along the spring breeze, into the starry night sky, gradually became silent, and became soft and even breathing.

Aimeng and Xie Yanxi's mother and son were also guarding the live broadcast room. After watching Lu Ci'an's live broadcast, they washed up and went to bed.

Deng Qiuwen and Li Hangyu, mother and son, lay on the large bed, romantically counting the stars in the night sky on the roof, and fell into a deep sleep.

Most likely, it was Zhao Yarou's high voice scolding the bear boy Zhou Yunxuan, which was incompatible with this quiet night.

Also not asleep, there was Xia Zixuan who was standing on the balcony of the small western-style building on the second floor, talking to someone with her mobile phone.

Before the call, she deliberately avoided all the camera and radio devices of the program group, and found a safe place before making the call.

After the phone beeped six or seven times, it was picked up by the other party. It was a middle-aged woman's voice with a low hoarse tone and a gloomy tone.

"Hey--"

The middle-aged woman seemed to be awakened in her sleep, and her tone of voice was full of impatience.

"Hi, master, I'm Zixuan, have you watched Lu Ci'an's fortune-telling live broadcast tonight?"

Before Lu Ci'an's live broadcast started, Xia Zixuan asked Director Li for a mobile phone, and sent a message to her master, asking her to follow Lu Ci'an's fortune-telling live broadcast tonight.

Unexpectedly, the other party gave a contemptuous chuckle: "Lu Ci'an? That woman who robbed you of a man back then is just a [-]-year-old woman? She is not worth my time!"

The meaning of the words was very clear, so she didn't bother to watch Lu Ci'an's live broadcast.

The smile on Xia Zixuan's face was a little stiff. Although she felt that there was nothing wrong with Master's attitude, she was inexplicably uneasy.

"Master, I found that Lu Ci'an is different from before. It has changed a lot. Moreover, how could Lu Ci'an in the past know metaphysical fortune-telling, and he was so accurate?"

As she said that, Xia Zixuan's face showed a little panic, and even the palm of her hand holding the phone couldn't help trembling slightly.

"I'm afraid, it's her coming back... I, I'm afraid to repeat the mistakes of four years ago!"

As soon as Xia Zixuan's panicked words fell, she was interrupted by an impatient yell from the other party: "What are you afraid of? Now that you are the national actress, she is just a maggot in a corner, and she is not worthy of letting you take a look. How dare you Still treating her as an imaginary enemy?"

Xia Zixuan was scolded for a moment, "However, my manager Hua Ya asked her to re-sign the contract yesterday, director Chen Qing also liked her audition for the second female role in "Departure", and the younger brother of Jiang Tian, ​​the president of Huanshi Huayu, also snatched her. Sign her!"

"With me here, what are you afraid of? You just need to do what you do now. Whether it's a man or fame, I can help you win. Remember, you are the only heroine!"

The middle-aged woman's words seemed to have magical powers, and Xia Zixuan's restless heart suddenly calmed down: "I know Master, I believe that you will help me clear all obstacles on the road!"

(End of this chapter)