Wen Shan is still peeling shrimps and dipping them in dipping sauce. I have to say that Nalan Chunbo's craftsmanship is really good, and the white-burned shrimps are especially delicious.

So as an all-round foodie, Wen Shan did not notice Nalan Chunbo's unkind eyes.

After watching Nalan Chunbo, he felt bored again, especially the little girl opposite him didn't even look at him.

Nalan Chunbo felt bored again. How old is his little daughter? He was even angry with his little daughter because of this.

After shook his head helplessly, Nalan Chunbo continued to cook, "If Gu Juexi really activates Ding Junqi as the male lead, then you will have many opportunities to see him in the future."

"Then why should I ask? Brother, why does your son look so similar to me? When did I have a son with you?" Wen Shan said with glaring, feeling ridiculous.

Nalan Chunbo was amused by her funny look. Why did he think his baby is so cute?

"Is it ridiculous to think about it?" Wen Shan said while eating, and she didn't forget to feed the chef one, "It's impossible to think about it."

Nalan Chunbo asked her to eat by herself. Just as she was about to say something again, Nalan Chunbo's cell phone on the table outside rang, and Nalan Chunbo signaled Wen Shan to go out to answer the phone.

Wen Shan reached out to yank the tissue, then floated out directly, picked up the phone and saw an unfamiliar number, and then floated back to the kitchen with her phone: "There is no caller ID."

Nalan Chunbo was pickling chicken wings and signaling Wen Shan to connect first.

Wen Shan blinked and accepted Nalan's father's call, but she was still allowed.

You should know that many boyfriends and girlfriends break up because they move the other party’s cell phone. This is allowed, and the meaning is different.

Wen Shan was secretly happy and answered the phone carefully.

"Hello--"

"Mr. Nalan, I am Muqi, the stylist this time."

Wen Shan said with the people opposite him, and also silenced.

After a while of silence, the person who spoke first was the person opposite, "Wen Shan, are you with Mr. Nalan?"

Wen Shan rolled her eyes by herself, then handed her phone to Nalan Chunbo: "Look for you."

"I'm busy and ask her what's wrong." Nalan Chunbo obviously had no idea of ​​answering the phone, and he left all the power to Wen Shan for handling.

Wen Shan raised her eyebrows slightly and said directly to the phone: "Designer Mu, the movie has not started yet, and the script has not been finalized yet, so you don't need to have any intersection with him?"

"Wen Shan, this is my job. Even if you have any objections to me, you shouldn't take revenge on your own, right?" Muqi said with dissatisfaction there.

"If you have to say that, I can only admit it." Wen Shan said lightly: "Is there anything else? Don't bother us in private time if you have nothing to do?"

Wen Shan said, she didn't care if the people over there were so angry that she was so angry that she would have had a good time anyway.

Nalan Chunbo looked at Wen Shan and hung up the phone, imitating Wen Shan's eyebrow just raised, "That old classmate of yours?"

Wen Shan put her phone back into her pocket, snorted and said, "She must be so angry this time she takes off, but you can wait. She will definitely say to you in the future, Mr. Nalan, I am Wen Shan's classmate, we have a good relationship during college, balalala—"
Chapter completed!