I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Qu Sinian was also surprised. He obviously didn't expect that something as simple as tying his hair would stumped Lu Junhan.

As far as he knows, Lu Junhan's IQ is not low. Judging from his past deeds, there is almost nothing he can't do, and there is nothing that can stum him.

Qu Sinian thought it would be the same this time.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at Jian Yi again.

Jian Yi seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and gave him a positive answer with a blank face: "It's very difficult to tie your hair. So, fortunately, I gave birth to a son."

Qu Sinian: "..."

Jian Chenglang: "..."

Now that you know your son is okay?

...

When Lu Junhan and Lu Li finally came out of the door, another five minutes passed.

The speed this time was much faster than before.

Probably tied out of experience.

When Jian Chenglang saw that they finally came out, one big and one small, let alone how excited he was.

Just as he was about to go up to him, he told them some precautions when shooting today.

But the words haven't come out yet.

He saw at a glance, the little girl was draped over her shoulders, with long, black, straight, long, smooth hair that was blowing in the wind.

Um.

Hair is loose.

No ponytail.

Not a single ponytail.

"..."

Qu Sinian was also startled, looking at the little girl's slender hair, "Li Li, your hair... No, didn't you just say you were tying your hair?"

The little girl scratched her long hair with her little hands and said tangled, "Oh, Dad said, I'm cuter when I don't tie my hair. So, let's not tie it for now."

In fact, she thought she was cuter when she tied her hair.

Auntie said the same.

Qu Sinian: "..."

Jian Chenglang: "..."

Dare you feel lonely for the thirty minutes you were inside?

Then, they also waited for a loneliness outside?

Qu Sinian and Jian Chenglang "swiped" and glanced at Lu Junhan behind the little girl.

The man was holding the luggage in one hand, his expression was calm, and there was no shame on his face, as if he had wasted most of an hour just now, but tied a lonely scumbag instead of him.

Qu Sinian: "..."

Jian Chenglang: "..."

This face, lose, lose.

...

When the little girl and Lu Junhan returned to the Lujia villa in Haicheng, it was almost noon.

The recording time starts at 1:30 pm.

They still have more than two hours to use for lunch and naps.

Today, the weather in Haicheng is exceptionally good, and it is rare to see a big sun. The sun scatters all over the yard, and the cold temperature also rises.

Song Qingwan heard early in the morning that they were going home to record the show.

He didn't ask any more questions, but got up early. First, he asked the servants to quickly clean the villa. Then he called Lu Qidong, who was still working overtime in the company, and said that today the program team will come to the house to record the program. matter.

Because of the huge fans of the father and daughter, after the broadcast at 5 o'clock last night, fans who had nothing to do were buying the products in the advertisement, trying to keep the father and daughter fat in vain.

As a result, Lu's products are in short supply.

Lu Qidong wanted to be both chairman and part-time president of Lu Junhan. Even with Song Qingwan's help, he was still too busy to touch the ground.

Got an overnight shift last night.

Physically and mentally suffered great torment.

If he hadn't thought about raising pears, he would have wanted to blow up the Lu family!

Hearing that the program team is coming to the house to record the program, Lu Junhan and the others will be home soon, Lu Qidong said hurriedly:

"Hey, that's just right. I have a lot of documents here. I want him to sign it in person. You give me a good look at him, but don't let him run away!"

Song Qingwan was puzzled: "Didn't he delegate power to you? Why don't you just check and sign it yourself?"

Lu Qidong said righteously: "How can I do this? My handwriting is not good-looking. Besides, this is his trouble, and he must sign it himself! Otherwise, I can't hold my breath, wait, I'll be right back."

Song Qingwan: "..."

Be yourself.

So, Lu Junhan got off the plane and took the car back to Lu's house. As soon as he entered the door, the first person to greet him was not a table full of fragrant and full-fledged meals, but six piles of neat, full of little girls. As tall as the document, and his old father's amiable and kind face:

"You kid is finally willing to come back?"

The words are extremely gentle, and it sounds exactly like "Why haven't you died outside yet?"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Song Qingwan: "..."

Geez, menopausal men can't hurt.

...

At noon, after the little girl and Lu Junhan had lunch, they planned to take a nap first, and then deal with the documents in the living room.

Because I woke up too early in the morning, I woke up after five o'clock, and then sat in the car and plane for a long time. As a result, both father and daughter were very tired and needed sleep urgently.

Seeing that Lu Junhan didn't refuse, Lu Qidong let go of his heart, handed over the work to him directly, and went upstairs to sleep after eating.

After all, I stayed up all night last night, and my body couldn't bear it anymore.

Song Qingwan was not so tired, so she took the luggage of the father and daughter, packed the luggage, and sorted the dirty clothes inside and put them in different washing machines.

After that, I had nothing to do, and when the clothes were dry, the landline phone in the living room rang.

Song Qingwan picked it up.

It was a call from a kindergarten teacher.

...

At 12:30 noon, the program crew arrived at Lu's house ahead of schedule.

The staff debugged the equipment they brought, and then looked at today's shooting schedule. After all the preparations were done, it was just half past one.

As soon as the live broadcast room started, the audience screamed again and again, and the barrage of the live broadcast room was full of "Aahahah".

Obviously, the audience already knew that today's filming location was at the guest's home.

Before, the audience was very curious about what the Lu family villa looked like.

But because the cameraman shot too short yesterday, they didn't have time to watch it carefully.

The only thing I know is that after the analysis and research of people's screenshots, there are dozens of valuable antiques in the living room alone. Any antique collector will instantly fall in love with this living room.

Not to mention the exquisite and gorgeous murals on the walls, the murals from various countries, and the blankets on the ground, all of which cannot be explored.

Once you get to the bottom of it, it's full of jealous lemons, which can directly sour people's hearts.

The father and daughter had already taken a nap.

Lu Junhan was dealing with various documents piled up in the living room, holding a black and slender pen in his hand, which made his fingers slender and fair, with distinct joints.

He lowered his indifferent eyebrows slightly, took the document handed over by the assistant next to him, and flipped through it a few times. After confirming that there was no problem with the plan, he quickly signed his name on the first page.

As for the problematic plan, he directly crossed it, and then threw it to another assistant without raising his head.

In addition, assistant Chen Shuo and other secretaries were waiting for him behind him, holding a lot of documents to be processed.