The useless stepmother went crazy and became popular in the baby porn show

Bitter Melon Yeman: I know! But I really want to die! After so many years in the industry, it’s a shame that he hasn’t even won a single authoritative award, and he was even given the title of “The Blindest Director in Domestic Entertainment” by netizens! I really can't accept it!

Forty-eight-year-old sexy stepmother: Oh, it’s really chilling. (emoticon rose)

Sixty-eight-year-old brainless stepmother: For such a big thing, remember to report it to the United Nations next time.

Fifty-eight-year-old gentle stepmother: It’s true that the hemp rope only picks and cuts at the thinnest points, and fate only catches the unfortunate.

Bitter Melon Yeman: Ahhhh! Stop talking, I'm going to eat hot pot right now and eat myself to death!

Sixty-eight-year-old brainless stepmother: Stop! Calm down and take your time!

Fifty-eight-year-old gentle stepmother: Don’t be impulsive, you are too extreme!

Perhaps because of the excessive stimulation, Jiang Suwan and the others coaxed her for half an hour before Ye Man calmed down a little.

In the end, the three of them each sent a red envelope in the group and asked Ye Man to buy milk tea with five cents of extra ingredients. Only then did Ye Man give up the idea of ​​seeking a life and death.

Jiang Suwan breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she put down her phone and planned to take a rest, Aunt Xie knocked on her door.

"Madam, the master is here."

"Who?"

Jiang Suwan was stunned, and for a moment she didn't realize who the "master" Aunt Xie was talking about was.

Auntie Xie patiently repeated: "When the master heard about you, he immediately gave up his plan to dance in the square and rushed over without stopping. Now he is waiting for you in the living room downstairs."

"Ah..." Jiang Suwan responded, and her tired brain finally realized that the "master" Aunt Xie said should refer to Song Chizhou's biological father.

"I know, I'm coming now."

She rolled over and got up from the bed, rushed to the bathroom and straightened out her image in the mirror. After making sure she was low-key, decent and not embarrassed, she opened the door and walked out.

Aunt Xie was still guarding the door. When she saw her coming out, she hurriedly smiled and said: "Madam, don't be nervous. Although I don't see you often, I still have a very good impression of you. I came here this time just to ask you about the crazy people on the Internet." The thing that was passed on.”

Jiang Suwan reluctantly pulled the corner of her mouth and nodded: "Okay."

But actually I was very confused: nervous? Is she showing it off?

Although it was true that she couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she met Song Chizhou's biological father for the first time, but she, Jiang Suwan, had never seen anything like that. It was just meeting her parents. What else?

Thinking this way, she straightened her back quietly, looking confident, and said: "I'm not nervous, I'm just a little depressed."

Aunt Xie: "..."

A rare hint of embarrassment appeared on the kind woman's face. She raised her finger and pointed at the TV remote control in Jiang Suwan's hand and asked, "If Madam is not nervous, what are you doing with the remote control?"

Jiang Suwan: "...Eh! Sorry, I got the wrong one!"

Her hands shook as if they were burned by fire. She quickly turned around and threw the damn TV remote control on the sofa. Then she arched her eyebrows and showed a gentle smile and said, "Let's go."

Aunt Xie did not expose her, but shook her head helplessly and led the way.

Downstairs, a man was sitting on the luxurious leather sofa.

The man looked to be in his fifties or sixties, wearing a dark blue buttoned casual shirt with hot silver patterns, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Although he is old, his hair is still thick black, with not a single white strand in sight.

Perhaps because he was worried, the man was leaning back on the sofa with his eyes slightly closed, his hands crossed on his knees, and one of his raised calves dangling irregularly. Hearing the movement upstairs, he lightly raised his eyelids and looked at Jiang Suwan. The moment their eyes met, he smiled briefly.

Although the smile didn't reach his eyes, it gave Jiang Suwan a very gentle feeling.

Jiang Suwan paused in her heart, and then breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily.

She quickened her pace and went downstairs, came to the man, and called politely: "Dad."

"Hey." Song's father responded softly and raised his hand to point to the sofa opposite: "Don't just stand there, sit down quickly."

Jiang Suwan nodded and sat down as instructed.

She was far away just now, so she didn't see Song's father's appearance clearly, but now that she was sitting face to face at a close distance, she suddenly realized that the genes of Song Chizhou's family were really good.

Song Chizhou looked very much like his father, especially his sharp eyebrows and eyes, which seemed to be carved from the same mold. It's just that because of the age gap, Song Chizhou's features are young and energetic, while Song's father's are a bit more mature.

Due to his natural facial features, Song's father's face had many wrinkles after years of baptism, which gave him a calm and confident temperament.

Jiang Suwan had a wild temper and couldn't help but behave himself in front of Song's father.

"I saw the public opinion on the Internet." Song's father stated his purpose straight to the point: "Su Muxue declared to the outside world that you were the mistress who ruined her relationship with Song Chizhou."

Jiang Su later denied it simply and concisely: "I'm not."

"I know you're not," Song's father was amused by Jiang Suwan's eager answer. Looking at her stern face, he couldn't help but say softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm not here to ask for guilt. You are mine. Daughter-in-law, with such a big thing on your back, I naturally want to come and see you and ask if you need any help. That boy Song Chizhou has taken people to the UK now, and you and Song Yu are the only ones who don’t If you are reliable at home, if you encounter any difficulties, you probably don’t know who to turn to for help.”

Realizing that he might have scared Jiang Suwan, Father Song finished his words in one breath.

As Jiang Suwan listened, the worry that enveloped her heart dissipated little by little, and a real smile finally appeared on her face.

"Thank you Dad for your concern, but I don't have anything to help with at the moment. We discussed the matter when Song Chizhou went out."

"Oh?" Father Song frowned: "Do you have any ideas about how to deal with this?"

Jiang Suwan said "yes" affirmatively, and told Father Song his plan without hiding anything.

After Song's father understood, he opened his mouth and laughed almost subconsciously: "Hahahahaha, as expected of you, the method of solving the problem is so unusual. But... are you sure that Su Muxue will confess on her own?"

Jiang Suwan raised her eyebrows meaningfully: "Of course. Although I don't understand Su Muxue's temperament, during the two days I spent with her on the show, I know that she is a very conceited person. Even if she made the mistake Yes, she also confidently believes that she can save her if she wants to. She feels that she is infinitely charming and no man can refuse her."

"That's why I deliberately put on a show to maximize her self-confidence, so that she can be unguarded against me. By then, I only need to use a few tricks in my conversation, and she will be easily fooled."

An old baby who loves acting