Transmigration: Raising the Child of the Male Lead Boss

Remember for a second

Both parents were filming TV at home, but this little guy was kicked out.

"Ah, my baby Dabai left at home and forgot to bring it out, Uncle Lin... Can we drive back?"

The little bun lowered his head and pulled Shen Lin's sleeve expectantly.

In addition to going to kindergarten, the little guy takes the big white snake wherever he goes.

He loves this big doll so much.

Shen Lin knew it.

In an instant, his heart softened and he was a little shaken.

It doesn't take much time to go back and get it, and it doesn't affect the shooting.

He glanced at the little guy's tender face and big watery eyes, and instantly surrendered.

"Okay, let's go back."

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Yu Yaoyao, the family member, was facing the big boss in the family, bowing her head and repenting.

Shen Yichong took her a pen and supervised her writing the footnotes of the script. After writing, he had to check and then recite her lines.

Yu Yaoyao wanted to fall down on the sofa, but he was picked up and sat down after a while.

Shen Yichong glanced at her boneless appearance, and frowned deeply.

"Head up, chest out, belly in."

"The company's instrumentation class, recall."

Yu Yaoyao pouted her red lips and glanced at the photographer and Director Song beside her for help.

Okay, what about free shooting?

"Husband, I don't read scripts like this at home."

She protested boldly.

"We have to be honest with the audience, you can't deceive people and beautify me."

Shen Yichong took a sip.

As she spoke, she slowly fell to the sofa cushion.

With a slender jade hand, he took advantage of the situation to draw the pen in his hand, and by the way, his little finger touched his strong forearm muscles and gently slid over his skin.

"When I'm lying down, my mental activity goes up and I'm smarter right away."

"The lines can be recited at once."

She pursed her red lips.

Shen Yichong reached out and pinched his eyebrows.

Sure enough, as soon as she lay down, there was no more moth, and she obediently memorized the script.

Even the script notes were done quickly.

Zhao Yu looked at the glasses, and there was some satisfaction on his face.

The interaction between the two is funny and warm.

At this moment, one of the two couples is sitting and the other is lying on the sofa, the sun is shining on them, and the picture is harmonious and peaceful.

As a middle-aged man, he was somewhat envious of such a quiet family afternoon.

But this kind of quiet beauty could not last long.

Yu Yaoyao, who had memorized all the lines, took a peek at Shen Yichong's serious profile looking at the document, shook her calf off the shelf in boredom, and turned on the TV by pressing the remote control.

Shen Yichong looked down at her.

Yu Yaoyao pursed her lips pitifully, "I'm finished."

Shen Yichong narrowed his eyes, "Back."

Yu Yaoyao's little face suddenly became bitter, but she recited word by word in order, "...Your Majesty has worked hard...Yesterday the sweet-scented osmanthus bloomed, and one of them stood out..."

"Looks great."

Shen Yichong tapped the back of the sofa with his fingers and said in a low voice.

Yu Yaoyao opened her mouth, looked at the script in her hand, tilted her head, leaned over and glanced at the business document he was looking at.

Really... I missed two words.

She looked surprised!

Seeing her silence, Shen Yichong continued to backtrack in a low hoarse voice, "There was one that stood out, and the concubine cut it off, and put the bottle in the room, can you see it, Your Majesty?"

Yu Yaoyao swung the carp aloud and jumped straight from the paralyzed position.

She held the script tightly in her hand.

"Did you just peek?"

"You can't possibly memorize it all, can you?"

Shen Yichong pursed his lips, "Didn't you just read it twice?"

Yu Yaoyao's sparkling water eyes were suddenly filled with admiration.

"Do you remember that? It's amazing..."

Shen Yichong raised his hand, picked up the pen on the coffee table, made a few comments on the working document in his hand, closed it, and replaced it with the next one.

Obviously, even listening to her read the script, he wasn't paying full attention.

Well, that's okay too...?

Yu Yaoyao seemed to have discovered a new continent.

"Wow, how did you do that?"

"Teach me, how can you memorize so fast and do other things?"

Shen Yichong glanced down at her, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Can't teach."

"Innate differences."

Yu Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks and stared at him resentfully.

Shen Yichong raised his eyes, "I haven't memorized more than 20 words. I will practice yoga for an hour at night, and leave the rest tomorrow."

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