Reborn Wife 32

Chapter 186 Good Morning, Goodnight Kiss! (3)
Holding Wen Tingxin's head head-on, when Nan Shiyang kissed her, he was accurate and without any hesitation.

With a "hiss—" the dog's head subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, thinking it was unnecessary, then moved his hand down again to cover Fat Cat's eyes.

Simply, this early in the morning, he also knew that time was urgent, so he didn't pester her for a long time.

"Baji", when they finally parted, they actually made such a shameful sound...

Wen Ting wanted to dig a hole in the ground and go down...

"Good morning, Wen Tingxin!" Still wearing that brilliant smile, he was so 'innocent' that Wen Tingxin couldn't bear to say a few words about him.

"Hehe, I'm going to school." After saying this, Wen Ting seemed to bury her head and sprint away.It quickly disappeared at the gate.

Seeing the second sister-in-law hiding like that, and seeing the second young master's smug face, the dog figured out what happened last night.

But his family's second young master, who has always been facially paralyzed, actually had a foolish and innocent smile, which really surprised the dog's head.

Going to the district later, the dog head knew that he had something to say again.

Turning around, Nan Shiyang saw the dog's head, the smile on his face disappeared, and his voice became tougher, "What are you looking at, go to work."

"Hey, hey." Responding repeatedly, the dog head put down the kitten on his hand, and was about to go to the bathroom, but stopped again, "Second young master, are you waiting in the district?"

"No, I'm going to sleep." With a wave of his hand, Nan Shiyang turned around and walked towards the room.

He really had to go to bed early in the morning, otherwise that kid Gu Ruiqi would definitely come again in the afternoon.

Yesterday afternoon, the kid kept complaining about being uncomfortable at home being under the supervision of Lao Wang, and he had been looking for him to mess with him for the past few days.

"No way, wake up so early, don't go to school and don't go to the district... Brush your teeth and go to bed?" Goutou tilted his head, raised his brows, and felt that it didn't make sense no matter what he thought.

How could he know that the Second Young Master of his family got up early in the morning, put on new clothes, occupied the toilet for so long, did his hair, brushed his teeth, washed his face and sprayed perfume, just to have a morning with his Second Sister-in-law kiss...

Sometimes, when a man's persistence comes up, it really makes people speechless.

But if you think about it, if he has a good-looking daughter-in-law like the second sister-in-law who earns money and supports the family, then it must be such an exaggeration.

You know, there are many beautiful women, but there are very few women who can say that they can make money, and it is even more impossible for women to hand over all the money they make to their husbands!

But his second sister-in-law is just such a woman...

Anyway, he is envious and jealous of his second young master. I believe that in the near future, probably all the men in Kyoto will treat his second young master like this!

Regarding the story of Nanjingshan, Wen Ting felt that she already knew a lot.

But when I actually wrote it, I felt that no matter how I wrote it, I couldn't express his bitterness.

The college entrance examination is getting closer and closer. During the classroom time, all the students in the elite class are immersed in their studies. Only Wen Ting is supporting her head with her pen cap in her mouth, and her hand is holding a signature brush to write.

'The story of a man who has been looking for a son for 13 years. '

This is the beginning of her manuscript.

But after writing a beginning, she didn't know what to write next...

All she knew was that 13 years ago, Nanjingshan's child was lost.Then he left his job and family responsibilities to find his children for 13 years.

From the young master of a wealthy family to a homeless man, he lives on the streets every day, parks, telephone booths, and even the baskets where wild cats and dogs live in alleys can be his shelter.

Relying on unclear news from all directions, he ran around without thinking of giving up.

That's right, all she knew was the news...

But this kind of news should not be enough to attract too many people's attention...

As she thought before, it is best to find a celebrity to help promote this matter.

Otherwise, even if a large amount of advertising expenses are spent, it should not be of much use...

And even if celebrities are allowed to promote, it can't just be ordinary propaganda, like the kind of propaganda that reads slogans.

If celebrities can participate in it and feel it personally, it will definitely cause a good social effect...

In this case, it is best to invest in a movie...

As soon as this idea came out, Wen Ting was taken aback by herself.

I must be too rich, actually want to spend money on this, want to invest in movies!

Nima...

The money I earned from betting on horses yesterday was not enough for the performance fees of several big-name actors!
cancel cancel cancel!

Maybe she can consider doing this when she really starts to make a lot of money, otherwise, save it...

It's better to submit to the TV station obediently and pay the advertising fee first.

"Ah—" sighed helplessly, Wen Ting lowered her head and continued to write.

The deskmate next to her has been paying attention to her for a long time. Seeing that she didn't listen to the class at all and was concentrating on writing, when curiosity arose, she leaned in to take a look.

Wen Tingxin let her see it openly, without stopping.

"Hey, are you going to vote for a magazine?" After reading it, the deskmate couldn't help asking.

"Vote for a TV station." Wen Ting replied heartily.

"Oh." The deskmate nodded and didn't ask again.

Later, Wen Tingxin waited for Wen Tingxin to finish writing, and then asked at the same table, "Can you show me? I think this story is very good."

"This is not a story, it's a real story." Wen Tingxin handed her the book, "I'm going to send it to the TV station to help with publicity, to see if I can spread the story, and if I can invite help from others."

"Oh." The deskmate nodded, took the notebook and began to read it carefully.

After some time, when the notebook was returned to Wen Ting's heart, the eye sockets of that deskmate were flushed.

It seems that he was moved by this story.

"Is this real, is it a real person?" Woke up and woke up, and the tone of the tablemate's speech was a little crying.

(End of this chapter)