Pei Yuanyang was in a complicated mood. He had always been very clear that he was stubborn and his fifth brother was much more sleek. If he were the only one of the Pei brothers, he would have sailed on what dangerous route he would have sailed.

For example, tonight, when Han Siye first entered the film industry, he chose to shoot a romantic film. Why? Isn’t it just because of romantic films?

If it were all up to him, Pei now has 80% or more film companies that specialize in romantic films.

Countless girls like Song Huanxi will become Chi Yaoyao.

Fortunately, my fifth brother always promptly supports Pei’s ship in time to drive smoothly in the business circle of Hong Kong City.

But he didn't expect that one day, Brother Wu's smooth way of dealing with the world would also be used on himself!

Li Miao obviously didn't expect Pei Yuanhang to say this. She subconsciously looked at Pei Yuanyang and blurted out: "Your fifth brother is joking."

Pei Yuanyang nodded mutely: "I know."

But he is still very angry!

Li Miao glared at Pei Yuanhang again: "Don't change your concepts! I'm serious!"

Pei Yuanhang's lips curled up, which looked like a bad prodigal son. Every time he went to the dance hall for socializing, he didn't have to talk and sat on the sofa. Just curled up the corners of his lips, and the beauty would throw herself into her arms like a moth to the flame.

Pei Yuanyang was very envious, but unfortunately he couldn't learn it. As soon as he curled the corners of his lips, a few close subordinates in the company joked that the sixth boss was going to call someone to work overtime again!

Pei Yuanhang held his wife's shoulder with both hands and pushed her towards the mansion. While walking, he coaxed her and said, "Yes, yes, you are serious."

Li Miao suddenly became angry, and she was like this every time. Every time she got angry about something and argued, she would be treated like a child.

She stopped and glared at Pei Yuanhang. Before she could speak, Pei Yuanhang chuckled and asked, "Do you still have to live here before the divorce?"

"It's so late, don't you get off early?"

"Don't you want to take a hot shower before you rest?"

Every time he said something, she would nod subconsciously. When she came to her senses, Pei Yuanhang had already leaned against the bathroom entrance. He took off his suit jacket at some point, unbuttoned the white shirt, and put a white bath towel on his shoulder.

The bangs that were combed up all the time were scattered on the forehead, looking much younger, and the face still had a seductive smirk, "Her Majesty, your bath water is ready, do you want to rub your back for the younger one?"

Li Miao snatched the change of clothes from his hand and glared at him: "No need!"

Watching his wife enter the bathroom, Pei Yuanhang's smile gradually disappeared-

Just now, when Li Miao suddenly proposed to divorce, he thought he would not care, but he was surprised to find that he didn't want to divorce.

He doesn't want to, why? He has to think about it carefully.

...

It is both Hong Kong City and under the same starry sky, the Song family's bathroom is pitifully small and has no shower head. It can only boil water, then add cold water and pour it onto it.

But this is already very good. As far as Song Huanxi knows, there are many other families with a kitchen next to the toilet and a bed next to it, which is the place to sleep.

There are even many people who don’t even have this kind of three-in-one residence.

After taking a bath for my younger brother, Song Huanxi was so tired that he was sweating profusely. Wenzai was very obedient to eat and was as tall as the sky. Now this small bathroom is almost unable to squeeze out.

She is preparing to train Wenzai to do it herself and learn to take a bath by herself.

I handed Wenzai over to my second sister, who was responsible for drying him and putting on clean pajamas.

Song Huanxi took off his half-wet clothes and took a shower happily.

I was busy for most of the day today and finished work early. The sisters went to pick up Wenzai together.

Ren Tai enthusiastically invited the two sisters to have dinner together, but Song Huanxi declined. Ren Tai said that he could send Wen Zai over when it was inconvenient in the future.

Song Huanxi thanked him seriously and led his brother and sister home.

The second brother told Wenzai that the three siblings were preparing to watch a movie, which was a foregone conclusion.

Song Huanxi has personally experienced what it feels like to shoot a movie, and I want to see what the effect it looks like.

She decided to ask Director Zou during get out of class tomorrow if there are any videos released recently suitable for children to watch.

After taking a shower, Song Huanxi washed his clothes again and got dry, and then he yawned onto the bed.

Seeing that Wenzai was not asleep yet, Song Huanxi asked while fanning, "Did Wenzai have fun with Mrs. Ren today?"

Wenzai opened her eyes like black grapes and said seriously: "I was not happy with Sister."

Song Huanxi's heart was instantly soft, and the second old man said she was partial. How could she not be partial with such a cute brother?

"I'm happy with my sister, but I'm unhappy if I'm together with my second sister!"

The second brother suddenly heard the quiet voice from the door, and both the brothers were shocked.

It turned out that Song Huanyun sold cakes for the first time today, and she made a lot of money. She was so excited that she couldn't sleep. She came to Song Huanxi to share her joy-

Wenzai was actually a little afraid of his second sister. He opened his mouth, but because he was too anxious, he couldn't speak.

Song Huanxi immediately reached out and stroked his back, and took over the right to speak one after another: "Of course, what's the fun of Wenzai being with you? Will you sing or tell stories to him?"

"When did you let him play with building blocks by himself?"

Song Huanyun was speechless after being criticized. After a moment, she suddenly looked up: "Is the story that sister told Wenzai the same?"

With a powerful sister as a shield, Wenzai has already recovered. He asked curiously: "What kind of story?"

Song Huanxi: “…”

Without waiting for Song Huanyun to answer, she said first: "It's the kind of story I told to Wenzai!"

Song Huanyun clearly didn't believe it, so she ran over and climbed onto the bed, "Then I want to listen too!"

Song Huanxi: “…”

She could make it up to the second child by telling her that she couldn't sleep, but now she told a story about Wenzai's bedtime story, and her mind was blank.

A bedtime story suitable for children—

Song Huanxi thought for a while and spoke softly: "In the attic of an ordinary residential building in Hong Kong City, there is a girl who loves to sing."

...

Pei Yuanyang frowned and put down the script in front of him. He just forced his fifth sister-in-law to him before returning to her room, and insisted on him to see it.

Said it was awesome!

It's really great. At least after he finished watching it, his mind was buzzing, as if there was an extra-large mosquito screaming-

What kind of immortal script is this?

Pei Yuanyang rubbed his forehead tiredly. The next second, the door of the study was kicked open. Pei Yuanhang stood at the door holding the quilt.

Pei Yuanyang was stunned: "Fifth Brother?"

Shouldn’t you be better than a newlywed marriage after a long time?

Pei Yuanhang closed his eyes heavily, and his wife's singing seemed to be lingering in his ears: "The bird is singing happily, and the hunter is approaching quietly~"

"She is happily washing silk by the stream, and the king wants her to enter the palace to serve~"

"The girl just wants to sell flowers, but he wants to buy it with others~"

...

Are you asleep? Come and sing together~

Oh oh ~ Tomorrow is clearly Sunday ~ but I still have to go to work ~
Chapter completed!