Almighty Star Daddy

  Zeng Ying feels a bit complicated. She has been Shu Ya's assistant for half a year. In her heart, Shu Ya is a particularly easy-going person. She doesn't have any celebrity airs. Unlike some artists who use assistants as servants, they will shout and drink at every turn.

  Shu Ya is humble and friendly to the people around her. She is serious and diligent in her work. She is long and beautiful and hot. In Zeng Ying's heart, Shu Ya is perfect, but why can't she have a relationship with this kind of person?

  Zeng Ying stood at the door with a long sigh, slowly raised her hand, and rang the doorbell reluctantly.

  Han Mo turned down the music.

   "Dad, are you here?" Xuan Xuan also stopped the model.

   "Maybe, dad go and see." The original owner has no friends, and his relatives basically don't contact him. Han Mo can't think of anyone who would ring the doorbell at night.

  As the door gradually opened, Han Mo saw a little girl who was petite but looked very neat, and the memory of the original owner in his mind was running fast. Han Mo recognized that this person was Shu Ya’s assistant Zeng Ying.

  Han Mo frowned slightly, did not speak, paused, and politely let Zeng Ying in.

  Zeng Ying was a little surprised. Although she had only been to Han Mo's house twice, she had just handed over things directly at the door and never went in, and Han Mo's lazy and decadent attitude left a very deep impression on her.

  She had never been in, but because of curiosity, she had looked around inside the house intentionally or unintentionally. She could only see the living room, which was enough to shock Zeng Ying, that can be described by a gibberish.

But today, Zeng Ying always feels that Han Mo in front of her is different from before, but she can’t tell the difference. She didn’t go inside. Although Han Mo is a little different this time, she still can’t change the horrible thing in her heart. Zeng Ying didn’t want to stay one more minute.

  Han Mo was just being polite. After all, it was impolite to block people outside, and he was not familiar with her. The other party was not ready to go inside. Han Mo also stood in the hall and didn't say more.

  "This is the rent and living expenses. Sister Shu Ya asked me to give it to you." Zeng Ying took out a paper bag from her bag.

  Han Mo faintly glanced at the paper bag, then moved his gaze to Zeng Ying's body. He could see Zeng Ying's disgust towards him.

  Zeng Ying saw that Han Mo didn't immediately take the money, thinking that he was taking cash, so she was unwilling, "Sister Shu Ya is afraid that you are short of money, let me send it here." The tone was casual but somewhat contemptuous.

  Han Mo still did not take the paper bag, "The rent has been paid, I have the living expenses, you can take the money back."

  Take it, take it back? Zeng Ying wondered if she had heard it wrong, but she knew that he used to think that he had little money, and it was late to fight money. The first time I heard that Han Mo would not want it, it was incredible.

  "You, don't?" Zeng Ying blurted out in a surprised tone.

   "No, I won't have to pay for my living every month in the future. I have money and can take care of Xuan Xuan." Han Mo's tone is very flat, his voice is not loud, but his words are clear and serious.

The sudden change made Zeng Ying wonder what to do for a while. This bag of money was not put in, nor was she holding it in her hand. Her gaze was inadvertently like a glancing at the living room, she couldn't help but gasped, and her eyes widened. .

If it weren’t for the furniture to be the same as before, she couldn’t believe that she was killed. This house was Han Mo’s home, clean, tidy, and spotless. Zeng Ying suddenly retracted her gaze and looked at Han Mo again, still with this face, but how did she look? How is it different from before.

   "Aunt Zeng Ying!" Xuan Xuan jumped off the sofa, her little skirt flying in the air, full of fairy spirit.

Xuan Xuan's crisp voice eased Zeng Ying's embarrassment at the moment. She quickly turned her gaze to the direction of the voice, which made her even more shocked, "Xuan Xuan...you are so beautiful."

   "Thank you Aunt Zeng Ying." The little guy has a sweet mouth.

Xuan Xuan’s appearance is naturally high, her father is handsome and her mother is beautiful, and she takes the advantages of two people and is long. Although she is young, she is already a beauty, but she used to go to school to meet Xuan Xuan or meet Xuan Xuan at Han Mo’s house. Xuan, as long as she lives with her dad, Xuan Xuan is like a little clay figure, messed up all over her body, thanks to her good looks, otherwise she can’t see it, but now...

  Zeng Ying couldn't help but open her mouth wide. She was so pretty. It was the first time she found her words were poor.

The little guy rushed to his father's side, "Aunt Zeng Ying, my father is amazing. We also had a seafood dinner today. Dad made it for me, but Xuan Xuan ate it all." The little guy tried his best to show off, looking at his father proudly.

  Han Mo was amused by the little guy's words and expressions, and touched the top of the child's head indulgently.

  Suddenly the little guy seemed to remember something, and said excitedly, "Is mom back?"

  Zeng Ying hasn’t recovered from the continuous surprise since entering the door today, and nodded, “Go back, I’m back.” Zeng Ying leaned over and looked at Xuan Xuan tenderly, “Auntie will go to the kindergarten to pick you up tomorrow after school?”

  Xuan Xuan nodded vigorously, "Okay."

  The little guy likes to be with her father, but she also misses her mother. She hasn't seen her for a long time.

  I have done what should be done, and said what should be said. Han Mo didn't want money by himself, but Zeng Ying was surprised but couldn't force it. After saying goodbye to Xuan Xuan, he walked out of Han Mo's house.

  Zeng Ying couldn't wait to go downstairs, just walked two steps before dialing Shuya's phone and told Shuya what happened today, before she let out a long sigh of relief.

  The father and daughter who were interrupted performed the music once again, performing on their own T stage. The little guy had just walked back and forth on the sofa, Han Mo's phone rang, and he knew who it was with his eyes closed. It was sad to say that the original owner, only one person's name was on the call record.

  Shu Ya was a little angry. He didn't know why, but he was uncomfortable, "Why don't you want my money."

  As soon as Han Mo got on the phone, Shu Ya suddenly screamed, and he was taken aback. After a few seconds, he replied, "Oh, I have money."

The corners of Shu Ya's eyes trembled slightly. For so long, she was responsible for Han Mo's rent and children's living expenses. Han Mo always took it when she had money, and just took care of her when she had no money. She was used to it, but this Han Mo actually refused her money so categorically.

   "Um... have you found a job?" Shu Ya heard Han Mo's voice, her arrogance gradually lowered.

   "No, I'm looking for it. But the rent and living expenses are enough, so I won't have to pay me anymore."

  Shuya is no longer the accident and anger when she first received the call from Zeng Ying, but a kind of loss. This inexplicable emotion stuck in her throat, and she hung up with a soft "Oh".

  Although there is memory of the original owner in his consciousness, Han Mo can easily get along with Xuan Xuan. He didn't know how to talk to Shu Ya, but Han Mo was relieved when he heard the beep from the phone.

   Shu Ya on the other end of the phone, holding the phone in a mixed mood, her eyebrows curled slightly.

"Every time I finish a phone call with that bastard, it looks like this, why bother." Peng Ye directly squeezed out half of his cigarette butts in the ashtray, hating iron for not making steel, and said, "Yaya, talk to that guy. Discontinued earlier, he has no future, and it will drag you down."

   "This time is different. Han Mo really changed. He didn't want my money anymore. He said he would pay the rent and living expenses by himself in the future." Shu Ya defended.

  Peng Ye sneered, and shook his head helplessly. It was Shu Ya, who she picked from a group of people, who made Shu Ya from an eighteenth-line supporting role into one of the best in China today. Treating Shu Ya, Peng Ye is no longer just an agent, but more like a relative, Shu She knew better than anyone about Ya and Han Mo. Saying that Han Mo will change and make money by his own ability, Peng Ye would rather believe that the sow will climb the tree.

  "Don’t think too much about it. It’s not good if you don’t want your money. It’s all your hard-earned money. Why should you give it to him. Rest early, and there will be a press conference tomorrow."

   "Sister Peng, the Han Mo we overheard they were talking about on the TV station today, could it be him?"

  Peng Ye rolled his eyes silently, "Silly girl, stop dreaming."

  Shu Ya's eyes flickered slightly, and she sighed softly without any further excuses.