Qiao Yu opened the door and went inside, but there was no one there. There were toys on the sofa, like children's toys.
How could there be such things?
Strange, there's no one here at all.
Qiao Yu got out of the car and casually closed the door. At this moment, Tangtang crawled out from behind the sofa, holding a small milk bottle.
She took out the small mobile phone from her pocket and called her dad.
"Daddy, a bad person came into the car."
Jiang Mo was shocked. "What? Someone went into the car? Did she see you, baby?"
The little one shook her head. "No, Tangtang hid behind the sofa."
Jiang Mo smiled with relief. "So smart! Did you see what the person who went up looked like?"
Tangtang tried hard to remember. "Daddy, she was wearing red clothes and had long hair."
In an instant, Jiang Mo thought of Qiao Yu, who had wanted to get in the car to rest earlier.
"Okay, Daddy knows. Tangtang is so smart. You continue to play in the car, and Daddy will take you home tonight."
"Okay(´つヮ⊂︎)"
The little one hung up the phone and continued watching cartoons on her tablet, playing with the doll in her arms.
Jiang Mo whispered in Wen Yan's ear, "Qiao Yu got into the car just now. Tangtang hid and she didn't find her."
"The little one is quite clever," Wen Yan couldn't help but praise.
"Of course, Tangtang is too smart."
At eight o'clock in the evening, the last scene was finally finished.
Jiang Mo went to the dressing room to remove his makeup, and it was already nine o'clock.
Tangtang waited and waited but her dad didn't come, so she talked to her doll.
"Doll, Daddy's not coming back •́‸ก."
When she was hungry, she drank milk and ate snacks, waiting until she was almost asleep.
After Jiang Mo came in, the little dumpling was sleeping on the sofa, holding a small doll in her arms.
"Tangtang, why are you asleep? Daddy's back."
"Daddy!"
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The little one vaguely saw her dad and immediately perked up.
"Good girl, haven't you had dinner yet? We'll go home to eat, Mommy will be out soon."
Wen Yan was about to get in the car when Luo Jinghui stopped her.
"Wen Yan, are you free tonight? Let's go out for dinner together."
"No time."
Wen Yan said lightly and got into Jiang Mo's van.
Luo Jinghui's face turned green and white. Wen Yan actually got into Jiang Mo's car. Could there be something between them?
How could someone from a remote, poor place like Jiang Mo be worthy of Wen Yan?
After Wen Yan came in, she collapsed on the sofa. "Let's go back. I've already asked the kitchen to prepare dinner."
"Mommy, tired."
The little dumpling quickly gave Mommy a leg massage.
"Mommy's not tired. Is Tangtang hungry?"
The little one shook her head. "Tangtang not hungry, waiting for Daddy and Mommy."
"Tomorrow, you should stay at home. The nanny at home will cook for you. You'll be hungry if you follow Daddy and Mommy."
Little Tangtang shook her head like a rattle, grabbing Daddy's hand. "Not hungry, Tangtang not hungry, want Daddy and Mommy."
"Okay, okay, you're not hungry, let you follow Daddy."
Back home, the little dumpling devoured her food, looking really hungry.
"Daddy, Tangtang eating rice,"
"Tangtang is eating so much today."
Jiang Mo peeled a shrimp for the baby. "Eat more."
"Honey, you eat more too."
Wen Yan took two bites and suddenly started to vomit.
Jiang Mo immediately followed her to the bathroom, anxiously saying, "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly vomiting?"
Wen Yan raised her head. "It's okay, maybe my stomach hasn't been feeling well lately."
Jiang Mo immediately served Wen Yan a bowl of bird's nest porridge. "Drink some porridge first to nourish yourself."
Wen Yan picked up the spoon and took two sips, but still felt that her appetite wasn't very good.
The next day.
Jiang Mo and Luo Jinghui's magazines went on sale at eight o'clock at the same time.
Wen Yan got up early in the morning to prepare to grab them.
#Jiang Mo magazine on sale!
#Gorgeous poster!
——[Brother, brother! The magazine is on sale, I want to grab 10 copies to collect today!]
——[Too handsome, just looking at the cover makes me feel like I'm going to be swept away by his handsomeness, I want to grab 20 copies!!]
——[I'm already prepared, it's 7:58 now, about to start.]
——[Excited! We all agreed not to snatch, just one copy per person.]
——[Countdown!]
Wen Yan also prepared to start snatching.
Jiang Mo half-opened his eyes. "Honey, what are you doing with your phone so early in the morning?"
"Your magazine goes on sale in two minutes. I've already added it to the cart. I'll grab 10,000 copies first."
Wen Yan stared at her phone without blinking, afraid of missing the best opportunity.
Jiang Mo said, "So you got up early in the morning to grab magazines? Don't be so anxious. The first sale should have about 500,000 copies, right?"
"Time's up."
Wen Yan placed the order directly, taking the lead in grabbing 10,000 copies.
"Done."
"Honey, did you really grab 10,000 copies?"
Wen Yan raised her eyebrows. "Would I lie to you? When have I ever lied to you? Let me show you."
One magazine costs twenty-eight yuan, and 10,000 copies cost a full 280,000 yuan!
In just a few minutes, 500,000 copies were gone.
——[Ahhhhh! Didn't grab it! I didn't grab any! 500,000 copies were released, and I didn't grab a single one. Who is grabbing them all!]
——[Didn't we agree to get along peacefully? Why are you snatching so fast? My hand trembled and it was gone?]
——[I didn't grab it either. The sisters are too fast.]
——[What the heck? My network lagged for a moment and it was gone?]
#Record broken! Fastest sales record in history!
Jiang Mo casually broke a record and went viral again.
——[Didn't we say we were good sisters? Why did everyone change when it came to grabbing magazines?]
——[When will the second batch come? Waiting for the second batch.]
Wen Yan sat on Jiang Mo's waist. "You broke a record, the fastest sales record in history. It only took 6 minutes, and the first batch of magazines is sold out."
Jiang Mo widened his pupils in shock. "Are you serious? You're not lying to me? 500,000 copies are gone?"
Wen Yan nodded. "Of course it's true, they're already gone."
Jiang Mo swallowed. He thought 500,000 copies wouldn't sell out at all, but he didn't expect them to be gone in a few minutes. That speed is indeed a bit fast.
Who exactly is buying his magazine!
Jiang Mo narcissistically touched the tip of his nose. "Honey, am I a little too popular?"
Wen Yan pinched Jiang Mo's face, her tone revealing a hint of danger. "What do you think?"
Jiang Mo immediately shook his head. "No, definitely not."
The smile on Wen Yan's face was a little cold, and she raised Jiang Mo's chin.
"I think you're quite popular. The fans call you 'hubby' one after another, so affectionately."
Jiang Mo shook his head desperately. "Honey, I'm your hubby, not theirs."
Wen Yan bent down and kissed Jiang Mo's lips domineeringly. "Remember that, you are my one and only husband."
After speaking, she untied Jiang Mo's belt.
"Don't, it's early in the morning, how about we wait until tonight?"
"No, I can't wait."
