Professor Jiang's spoiled little ancestor is sweet

Chapter 138 Is Following Her Husband's Surname
Yu Beicheng was wearing comfortable black home clothes. Although he was not as dazzling under the stage spotlights, his ruthless and unruly appearance was still there, and at the same time it was softened by the sunlight projected from outside.

Tang Ranran was shocked.

Yu Beicheng, in home clothes, just woke up.

This overlapped with the picture in her imagination.

It's not a dream, it's reality.

Tang Ranran suddenly wanted to take out her phone, and immediately used the trumpet to blow a series of non-stop rainbow farts.

Her husband is so handsome!

Yu Beicheng's gaze swept over Tang Ranran lightly, and he saw that she had been carefully dressed.

Thin willow-leaf eyebrows, fair skin that seems to be pinching water, the child in front of him has the temperament of an ancient beauty, the whole person is gentle and soft, he thinks of a good ancient costume book he has read recently, she is very suitable for the image of the heroine in it.

Yu Beicheng has always recognized people quickly, he realized that she was the "black fan" last time, but his reaction was obviously smaller than that of Lao Yao, he just asked lightly: "Are you the painter 'Yu Yuyu'? "

Although Tang Ranran was stared at by her idol, she was still able to communicate normally. She nodded, trying not to raise the corners of her mouth, "Yes, Teacher Yu."

"You too, Mr. Yu." Yu Beicheng nodded politely, even though he was wearing home clothes, this man looked very sincere. (Old Yao: Am I being dishonest if I have a fancy shirt and shorts?)

Hearing Yu Beicheng's inexplicable "You too, Teacher Yu", Tang Ranran coughed dryly, and decided to step down: "Mr. Yu, my surname is Tang, not Yu."

The "Yu" on the large Weibo follows her husband's surname.

Yu Beicheng: "..."

The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

"Why don't you continue to catch up on sleep? Didn't you say that you don't want to participate in this matchmaking?" Seeing this, Lao Yao hurriedly started the next topic for Yu Beicheng.

In times of embarrassment, he still has to act as a manager.

"What do you think? You don't close the door when you leave the lounge. I was woken up by the two of you discussing so intensely outside." Yu Beicheng, who was demolished, was very upset. He set his eyes on Lao Yao and frowned. "I saw you guys talking here before going to bed. It's been three quarters of an hour and it's not over yet?"

"Old Yao, your efficiency needs to be improved."

Lao Yao: It's not that I demolished you, are you pissing me off?Come and monitor the progress!

But here Tang Ranran was deeply puzzled.

Could it be that there are surveillance cameras watching?

"Good things don't last long, and it will be beneficial if we talk for a long time." Lao Yao didn't panic in the face of the boss's criticism.

He still had the time to answer Tang Ranran: "Bei Cheng has been resting in the private cubicle behind us. The cubicle is equipped with one-way see-through glass. You can't see the inside from the outside, but you can see the outside from the inside."

Tang Ranran turned his head to look at the glass behind him belatedly, "That's it."

So her husband has been monitoring them the whole time? (Yu Beicheng: That's not the case...)
For some reason, knowing that Yu Beicheng was watching her, Tang Ranran felt a strong sense of happiness in her heart.

But she didn't realize at all that Yu Beicheng still remembered the last dispute.

So, she suddenly saw Yu Beicheng sitting down on the swivel chair opposite her, he raised his legs lazily and elegantly, and said, "The glass alone is not enough, Lao Yao, you will install a layer of blinds next time."

Now Lao Yao couldn't understand, "Huh?"

Yu Beicheng's eyes flicked to Tang Ranran again, and he lightly parted his thin lips, "Didn't someone say that my face would die from the light?"

More than half of the unpleasant memories from last time have come back to Yu Beicheng's mind. He still remembers that Miss Tang scolded him outside the KTV gate for occupying the chicken coop and not laying eggs. for 3 minutes.

Hearing this, Tang Ranran began to buckle the leather on the swivel chair with her small hands, and with a forced smile on her face, she replied: "I didn't know it was you at the time, Mr. Yu, why don't you take this opportunity of cooperation and let me atone for your sins?" Right? I promise to get the job done."

Tang Ranran's inner os: Sure enough, my husband is a Scorpio man, No. 1 in holding grudges.

Yu Beicheng picked up the Coke bottle on the table, he unscrewed the bottle cap naturally and took a sip, his eyes full of interest, "How do you say atonement?"

Tang Ranran stopped the small movements in her hands, she sat up straight, and her very confident voice sounded from the bright work area: "Comics refute the rumors."

"Brother Yao just sent me the timeline of the reality show you're going to participate in, and you guys are going to shoot the first promotional video soon, and I can draw it from here."

"The day after tomorrow?" Yu Beicheng looked at Lao Yao who was watching the play.

"That's right, since Ran Ran wants to start painting from promotional videos, let's do it that way. After all, information spreads fast in the Internet age, and we can't wait to refute rumors."

Lao Yao added: "Ran Ran, I will give you the contact information of my assistant Xiao Li later, and you can contact him later."

"Okay." Tang Ranran nodded in agreement, and a second later she lay down on the side of the table and approached Yu Beicheng who was opposite.

She blinked her clear and soft eyes, and asked softly, "Then, can I have Mr. Yu's contact information?"

Tang Ranran was blatantly probing.

"Hahahahahaha!" Lao Yao immediately gave Tang Ranran a thumbs up, and it turned out that this girl was not ordinary.

Top-notch contact information, just ask for it, without any hesitation.

Yu Beicheng wiped the corners of his lips with his thumb, and his jaw was raised because of his movement, revealing a sexy and sexy jawline. His cheap home clothes were inexplicably worn by him with a different sense of luxury.

Why cheap?

Because this is the home clothes that Lao Yao bought when he was rushing to the supermarket to promote the 99 three-piece sale.

"WeChat, tell me." Yu Beicheng was very straightforward, he didn't know why he agreed so easily, he always felt that if he didn't add this child, she would paint him ugly. (Lu Lu: Our Ran Ran is not such a person!)
When asked for WeChat ID, Tang Ranran's first reaction was not to cry with excitement, but to be extremely embarrassed.

Well, what is her WeChat ID?

It seems to be lg-yyybc1026? !
No, no, no, Yu Beicheng himself cannot know about this.

If he knew about it, what face would she have in the future?Could it be that you can't hold your head up in front of him?
Tang Ranran forced a smile on her face, "Teacher Yu, next time, I don't remember my WeChat ID."

Lao Yao had an expression of "I believe in you", and he said "friendly": "Is there anyone who doesn't remember his WeChat ID these days?"

Tang Ranran: "Yes!" For example, her good sister Jiang Tian...

Yu Beicheng smiled. He looked along the table in the conference room and reminded Tang Ranran: "Isn't your phone on the table? Open it and have a look."

Tang Ranran turned on the phone under the gaze of her four eyes. She was going to quickly change her WeChat ID and tell them the new WeChat ID.

Then when she turned on the screen and clicked on WeChat to change her WeChat ID, Tang Ranran was reminded that she could only change her WeChat ID once a year...

No way out!

"lg-yyybc1026."

(End of this chapter)