Her Mr.CEO

The van downstairs was already waiting, but when they arrived, the TV station gave a temporary notice and the program was cancelled.

"Why?" Ye Jianrong didn't cry like the brokers and artists who came together, but used a debt collector's posture to press each other, causing invisible pressure on each other.

"Well... To tell you the truth, the shooting time has been set, and the director doesn't want to cancel it, but there's no way. Except for the problem of the machine, it can't shoot..."

"Oh, that's right." Ye Jianrong looked back disappointed.

I don't know how many times this happened. Should Yu Yan's life be like this?

No, she doesn't believe it. The person she insists on holding can't achieve her goal!

Ye Jianrong squatted down, gently smoothed his son's hair, raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "son, little lemon..."

"Stop!" Little lemon took two steps backward and said, "Mommy, you have something to say. Don't stimulate little lemon's heart like this. Do you know how much the gentle you are different from the ordinary you? Little lemon was so frightened that he thought you were going to be cruel to his own son... "

"What nonsense." Ye Jianrong cried and laughed, "last time I saw you fix a notebook that has been used for a long time, this time..."

"Cough, cough, cough." Little lemon almost choked on his saliva!

Little lemon almost vomited blood. He looked at his mommy incredulously and said, "Mommy, you shouldn't let me fix it?"

Ye Jianrong also has a try attitude. "If it's all right, go and try. Maybe it'll be fine."

But the staff on one side, with a stiff face, pointed to the little lemon and couldn't put the channel: "Miss, are you kidding?"

They can't be repaired by professionals. Can such a little boy fix it?

Ye Jianrong really guessed it. Try it. It may be... It's really fixed.

People who are older than little lemon in the last round are ashamed to lower their eyes. They are still professional and can't even compare with a little fart child.

Anyway, the shooting can go on normally. Thanks to the credit of little lemon, even the director couldn't help looking at little lemon more.

Ye Jianrong kissed his son's forehead, "baby, you are really mommy's little lucky."

"What about daddy? Is it your great luck? " Asked little lemon.

Ye Jianrong looked at the look of little lemon and was eating vinegar. He took advantage of the absence of the protagonist to belittle: "no, he is not my luck, he is my bad star."

"You hear me, daddy? what? You want to talk to Mommy? All right. " Little lemon took down the mobile phone hanging in front of her chest ~ and handed it to Ye Jianrong. Looking at Ye Jianrong, she couldn't speak for a long time, poked Ye Jianrong's arm, cracked a row of white teeth and said with a smile: "Mommy, hurry up! ~"

Ye Jianrong swallowed his saliva and took Xiao lemon's mobile phone.

Standing up behind him, hiding behind a pillar, Nuo said to the man at the other end of the mobile phone, "hello? Is it really Tang Yusheng? "

"Am I your bad star? Huh? "

Ye Jianrong pulled the dry lip ~ flap awkwardly. "No, I just joked with the child. What's more true."

"I don't want to cause you any trouble."

"Don't, don't, don't say such words. How can you cause trouble to me? You are helping me every time, but I don't know how to help you..." Ye Jianrong said more and more urgently, and finally he was ashamed to say nothing. "In fact, I really want to help you, but I can't help you."

"Do you really want to help me?"

"Well! I really want to! Ye Jianrong nodded firmly and looked at the blue sky with a bright smile.

"Well, sleep with me."

"..." the smile on Ye Jianrong's lips was a little stiff, and a trace of anger climbed into her heart. She almost shouted, "Tang Yusheng!"

"Don't think crooked, just pure sleep." Tang Yusheng paused for two seconds before explaining: "you haven't been with me in recent years. I'm not used to sleeping. Now we're together, and you're driving people every night. Ye Jianrong, I just want to have a simple sleep and do nothing. I can sleep well where you are. "

"... all right."

For the mommy who will rush on time after dinner and rest for an hour, she was surprised that there was no movement today!

Little lemon's eyes were bright. He looked at the clock hanging on the wall and glanced at the man sitting on the sofa with a smile.

Little lemon climbed to the man's side, whispered to the man's ear and asked, "Daddy, do you want to stay tonight to make a sister for little lemon?"

"... No." Tang Yusheng pinched his painful forehead. His son's dirty thought is inherited from ye Jianrong, isn't it?

Little lemon looked curiously at Ye Jianrong, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, and asked, "what does Mommy want? Are you going to cover it with a simple chat? It's too low. "

Tang Yusheng pointed his belly to the smooth forehead of little lemon, heard the other party's painful cry, covered his forehead, hooked his lips and smiled, "where did you learn these words?"

"The technical brother gave it to me." Although the technical brother is a bit curtily and ugly, he knows a lot.

Tang Yusheng shook his head with a smile. "Pretend not to hear anything tonight, you know?"

Little lemon's eyes were shining. Just when he wanted to cry out, he saw Tang Yusheng booing him and secretly glancing at Ye Jianrong in the kitchen.

Little lemon followed Tang Yusheng's line of sight and secretly glanced at Ye Jianrong. She found that mommy didn't notice their father's and son's small move, so she was relieved, "Daddy, you and Mommy tonight..."

"What did you just hear?"

Little lemon zipped up his mouth and shook his head. He said he didn't hear anything.

"So, if you hear a voice at night..." Tang Yusheng said tentatively.

Little lemon raised little meat's arm and answered: "little lemon will drink milk before going to bed, put on headphones, listen to music, and then go to sleep."

Tang Yusheng nodded with satisfaction, and approvingly stroked ~ little lemon's head, "our little lemon is so smart."

You know, little lemon always plays with the computer at night and talks with his technical brother for a while before falling asleep. It's harder for him to drink milk than to kill her.

Who knows that he is so good tonight. Let him wash and wash, and let him drink milk. He won't climb into ~ bed by himself, cover the cup and close his eyes.

Ye Jianrong returned to the room, turned and was startled by the sudden increase of men in the room!

"Don't stand here! It scared me to death. " Ye Jianrong pointed to the bathroom door, "you take a bath first."

"OK." Tang Yusheng grabbed the bathrobe prepared by his subordinates and walked towards the bathroom.