The Useless Stepmom Brings Her Kids to Reality TV Shows to Photograph Them

  Chapter 430 430. Chenchen, I'm sorry

  Li Yanchen was taken aback by the woman who suddenly came in.

   Unshielded legs meet—

   Misfired.

  Li Yanchen got up in despair, he wanted to go back to the company to rest.

  Li Yanchen was scared away by himself, and Lin Wan was even more sure that he did something worse than a beast last night.

  She pondered for a long time, and sent a message to her husband: Chenchen, I'm sorry, you took care of what you did when you got drunk last night.

  In Chenxin headquarters, Li Yanchen hung a do-not-disturb sign outside the office door, he wanted to think about something quietly.

  When the top message was horizontally displayed on the main screen, the man choked on himself with a sip of wolfberry tea. Who was Chenchen? Oh, yes, it's me.

  When Li Yanchen read out the text message softly, goosebumps fell all over the floor.

   Soon Lin Wan sent another message: Chenchen, I will go to the dessert house in the afternoon, and I may live broadcast with Xia Xia. Work hard and see you in the evening.

  Li Yanchen put his mobile phone on the table, looked up, down, and sideways, in addition to trying to figure out what Lin Wan was thinking yesterday, he also wanted to figure out why Lin Wan called him Chenchen today.

  He searched Du Niang, why did the young wife become proactive? The answer made him break out in a cold sweat. Assuming that the much older husband is a business tycoon, the young wife's move may be to exhaust her husband and inherit the inheritance.

  Li Yanchen was bald, and he couldn't help sighing, it would be great if he met the 20-year-old Lin Wan when he was 20.

  Although he had doubts about his wife's motives, Li Yanchen replied: Sorry for what? You're fine, see you tonight.

   It turned out that Li Yanchen didn't think too much, but he thought too much, Lin Wan was relieved.

  The woman went downstairs and saw Aunt Huang who was doing needlework in the yard. She stepped forward and said, "Auntie, why don't you turn on the heater?"

  Aunt Huang raised her head slightly: "The sun is very good today, I will serve you breakfast."

   "You sit down, I'll come by myself, by the way, Xinxin won't go home to eat at night, I'll go to Xia Mo's shop, and I won't come back to eat." Lin Wan told Aunt Huang about her itinerary.

   "Okay, Wan Wan, stretch out your hand and gesture." Aunt Huang spread half of her sleeves and wrapped them around Lin Wan's arms: "It's just right."

  Lin Wan realized that the white flake thing that Aunt Huang was holding was actually a shawl for herself.

"Auntie, I thought that sweaters and shawls were knitted directly with circular needles, but I didn't expect them to be sewed into pieces in the end." Lin Wan also knit you for two days on a whim when she was in Lan Village, using circular needles, but Before it was a few centimeters wide, she gave up.

"I made it myself. I don't know if it looks good or not." Aunt Huang was a "skillful hand" in the village when she was young. To put it bluntly, all the girls in the village learned to knit sweaters from her, but the wool was not available at that time. So beautiful now.

  Lin Wan returned to the room, took the small half of the clothes she knitted for you, and put them in front of Aunt Huang: "Auntie, do you think I can save my piece? Boss Li said that he wondered if he would be able to wear the sweater I knitted in his lifetime."

  Auntie Huang laughed out loud when she heard the words: "Madam, you are good at knitting, but you lack a little stamina. I will do the rest."

   "Are you going to weave? No, I'll be with you. I'll have something to eat first. You will supervise me in the morning and weave a little every day. It should be finished before New Year's Eve."

"it is good."

  So the whole morning, Lin Wan and Aunt Huang sat in the yard, knitting sweaters.

   At noon, in order to save trouble, Lin Wan asked Aunt Huang to cook a bowl of shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables, and went to Xia Mo's shop after eating.

   There was a long queue at the dessert shop before it opened every day. After the dessert host's vest fell off, Lin Wan simply didn't cover it up. Every time she went to find Xia Mo, she would openly enter through the gate.

  If a fan asks for an autograph, she will stop and write her name tirelessly.

   Knowing that Lin Wan is coming, Xia Mo made a joke in the morning to tell everyone about today's live broadcast, and Tang Xiaoquan will return to the live broadcast room.

   Comments are boiling.

  —It’s been a month, and I didn’t expect that I could still watch the live broadcast of Quanquan in person.

  —Teacher Xia, come today after all the circle circles.

  —Ahhhhh! My circle, you are finally coming.

  —Miss Wan, you finally thought of us.

  —Ask for leave in the afternoon to watch the live broadcast.

  —My circle, please come and see us often in the live broadcast room, I really miss you.

  —Is this the first time Miss Wan has been exposed since returning from Lan Village?

  —No, I watched Chenxin’s year-end party yesterday, and Miss Wan attended.

  …

  A teaser that Xia Mo casually posted became popular within an hour.

The dessert shop has expanded from three doors to six doors in half a year. Fans who come here often send private messages to Xia Mo, asking her if she wants to change the name of the shop. Compared with those boutique shops with a few square meters, Xia Mo's shop is obviously It's no longer related to small characters, but Xia Mo has already registered, so I don't want to bother.

  The number of employees in the small shop has also increased from the initial three to fifteen, and there is even an office with a clear division of labor, including technology, administration, procurement...everything.

  Xia Mo is also called Mr. Xia by the employees.

  Lin Wan parked the car in the dedicated parking space of the dessert shop, and was recognized by sharp-eyed fans as soon as she got out of the car.

  The long line disintegrated in an instant, and surrounded Lin Wan instead.

   "Everyone spread out a little bit." Someone in the crowd yelled: "Let's line up like before. Sister Wan walked all the way to sign for everyone. It's too oppressive and uncomfortable to be around like this."

   "Yes, you line up, I'll sign." Lin Wan continued.

  The crowd dispersed quickly and found the position just now, and everyone did not fight or grab.

  Lin Wan took a deep breath: "Who has a pen, lend me one?"

   Dozens of hands stretched out.

  Lin Wan took one at random, remembered the person's appearance, and signed one by one starting from the last person in line.

  —I am so lucky that I met Quanquan today.

  —Ahhh! Quanquan himself is so beautiful, I have never seen such a beautiful person.

  —Duolai Dessert Shop really has a surprise, will you meet Xinxin and them next time?

  —The cubs are all at school, so it is possible to meet them during the holidays.

  —I want to lock up the sweet shop, I want to settle nearby, and I want to line up every day.

-You do not have to work? So free?

  —I don’t go to work, I’m a freelancer. By the way, do you want to join the dessert shop group? In the future, Miss Wan will appear in the group and yell, and anyone within a radius of three kilometers can take a look on the spot.

  —The ones with a radius of three kilometers away also need to join the group.

Lin Wan's hands were so numb, she decided to go home and make a stamp, and then she would just tap the stamp, otherwise as the number of fans of the Sweetheart Shop increased, she would sign one by one, and before she finished signing, her hand would be ruined up.

  Xia Mo went out to greet her, and when she saw the woman being warmly treated by fans, she said, "Thank you for your hard work, Wanwan."

  Lin Wan smiled wryly: "Serving fans, it should be."

  —The circle is so warm, I suddenly feel that we are too much.

  —Do not disturb is the last tenderness. In fact, it is already very good to see Miss Wan. It is too much for everyone to gather around to ask for autographs.

  (end of this chapter)