Transmigration: Raising the Child of the Male Lead Boss

Article 125

Remember for a second

He raised his eyebrows and looked at his son who was standing on the ground with a face of "Look at you".

My son actually learned to make pictures by himself...

He felt funny again, but also felt a little pain in his heart.

Their family of three has never been photographed together.

Although this is a relationship problem between him and Yu Yaoyao, it still has a profound impact on his young son.

But... he couldn't help twitching at the corners of his mouth when he looked at the picture of the magic transformation.

"and this."

The little bun saw that his father didn't respond, so he pulled out more than a dozen pictures to show him.

They are all the same background photos, but there are all kinds of fancy puzzles that Shen Rui Baozi put himself in.

Even, in the latest one, Xiao Baozi added devil horns on his father's head and angel wings on his mother's body.

Shen Yichong's mouth froze when he saw the ground, and the sun jumped.

Yu Yaoyao screamed excitedly, "Ow, these pink wings are beautiful! Baby, you are so talented. If Mommy wants a beautiful pink tail, she wants a long one, okay?"

"And your dad's devilish horns, I want pink ones, so cute and good-looking~"

The little bun tilted his head, thought for a while, then nodded seriously.

Click on the Meitu software and start looking for renderings.

Without the devil's horn, he used his little finger to draw two sharp points on Yu Yaoyao's head.

"Ow! It's so beautiful!"

Yu Yaoyao's eyes lit up when she looked at the ground, she just picked up the little bun and turned around for three and a half weeks!

"Is it possible to take pictures like this?"

She was quickly confused by the various photo renderings in the Meitu software.

After a while, she was lying on the bed with the little bun in her arms.

Mother and son, head to head, face to face, began to take selfies from various angles and expressions.

Shen Yichong soon found that he was completely forgotten by these two people.

He shook his head and was about to find Shen Lin, but when he turned around and was about to close the door, he heard Yu Yaoyao shouting in the house.

"Baby Rui, your father didn't come in."

Shen Yichong's mouth twitched.

When he walked to the living room, he stopped, and immediately waved to Shen Lin who came over to let him leave, and he was about to open the door and go in again.

But soon, another somewhat immature voice came out.

"It's okay, Mommy, we'll just put Dad up later."

Shen Yichong: "..."

Yu Yaoyao was enlightened, "Ah, is this okay? That's right, anyway, your father has the same expression every day."

Shen Yichong: "..."

He squeezed his eyebrows deeply.

"Shen Lin, go book a family photo shoot."

"Be the best."

Shen Lin looked blank, but he nodded immediately after seeing how dark the boss's face was.

Shen Yichong looked at the door, took a deep breath, walked to the living room, and picked up a pack of cigarettes.

"Go to the balcony. You go through this month's investment projects with me. Also, remember the movie "Allure", the next shareholders meeting will discuss the withdrawal of capital."

Shen Lin's expression trembled, "Boss, we have invested 10 million..."

Shen Yichong took a cigarette and lowered his head to start a fire.

"I read the script, but the male protagonist can't."

Shen Lin breathed a sigh of relief, "The main actor has a life problem and is undoubtedly banned, but the director team is already choosing new roles, and I heard that veteran actors are very interested."

Shen Yichong exhaled a smoke ring and squinted, "It's not the actor, it's the whole direction of the actor in the script, lacking in convincing and inner growth."

Shen Lin: "Huh? But boss, this is a blockbuster drama this year, and it is also a fantasy theme that is scarce in the market. It is also a big director joining. The investment department and shareholders are very optimistic."

"You can't go wrong with the leader?"

"what……"

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the next day.

Early in the morning, Shen Rui's little bun obediently got up and put away the tablet that had taken many new photos yesterday.

There is something he loves on his face, a small expression that cannot be lost.

Shen Yichong's deepest confinement was disintegrated layer by layer by such a small action.

He touched his son's head, and the chest was soft and painful.

"I'm sorry... son."

Xiao Baozi's black eyes were momentarily dazed.

As if a little shocked, he raised his round head and looked at Shen Yichong.

Shen Yichong squatted down, "In the future, if you are unhappy, just tell Dad."