Mujango got goosebumps.

In Li Zicong's surprised and confused eyes, he rummaged through boxes and cabinets everywhere, shouting outside: "Who is it? Who is eavesdropping?"

"What's wrong with you, Django?" The director hurriedly grabbed him, "What's going on? Who is eavesdropping?"

"without……"

Mujango calmed down.

He was inconvenient to explain, so he could only wave his hand, "It's okay."

Grandpa is so scary! How did he know what he was talking to Li Zicong? Is there a monitor on his phone?

Li Zicong patted his shoulder, "Okay, it won't stop you. I'll leave first. Think about Kexi's role as Princess Changping."

"good."

After saying that, Mujahgo hid in the bathroom alone, stared at his phone for a long time, and then began to mutter.

"Grandpa, can you hear it? What's wrong with you? Why don't you answer my phone? Where are you now? Is it a scam to travel abroad? Grandpa?"

He talked to himself like a fool for a long time, thinking that there would be a text message to respond to him, but in the end there was nothing.

Forget it, he didn't know that in front of Grandpa, the strongest king, he was at best a bronze rookie.

Hoo! But isn't it right now?

Grandpa’s text message is an imperial edict.

With grandpa’s approval, even if the other party was Musnian, there was nothing to say.

After filming the scene in the evening, Mujagango found Mussinian's house and talked about Jean Kexi playing Princess Changping.

As he expected, as soon as he finished speaking, Musnian immediately objected, "What a joke? Taking her to the crew is enough to make a fool of herself. Do you still want her to film with you? You still think..."

"Grandpa agreed."

Mujango showed a text message.

"What did you say?" Mu Si Nian looked at the signal code several times, and it was indeed grandpa's mobile phone number.

"Is grandpa old and confused? Does he not know how messy the entertainment industry is? The profession I hate the most is artist..."

Mujago slapped the table, "Hey, hey, you've got enough of Mussen, have the artist offended you? Do we all work hard and hard, okay? Who do you look down on?"

"Go!" Musenian despised, "Is it hard to get involved in intrigue and work hard to get to the top, right?"

"Wow, I found you..."

Mujango stood up in anger, looking speechless.

He didn't want to continue talking, "There is no communication between the three views. Anyway, Kexi is not your child, he is grandpa's daughter. Grandpa agreed and he doesn't need your permission."

After Mujarago left, Mussen, who had already quit smoking, walked to the desk and took out a box of cigarettes from the drawer.

He lit one, and he didn't come to his senses until the smoke was completely burned and his fingers were burned.

The reason I was lost is because I saw an old photo placed under the cigarette box.

The photo shows a very beautiful woman...

He is fairy and charming, and his eyes are so slanted to look at people. He is naturally generous but has a seductive charm, so vivid that he seems to be coming out of the photos.

"Artist? Actress?" Musnian resisted the urge to tear the photos apart, "It's such an annoying existence!"

A little girl's face appeared in her mind and she smiled sweetly at him, "Little Rice Cake, please tell you a joke. One day, the elk got lost in the forest. It called the giraffe and said, "Wrong, I'm lost!"

The man couldn't help but smile.

It's really strange. It's obviously a cold joke that is not funny at all, but every time I think of Kexi's sweet voice and cute expression of laughter when she tells a joke, I feel very happy.

It was so good that the eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

Picking up the phone, Mussen called his assistant, "You find the director and producer of the crew of "Ask Chang'an" and ask them to come to my office tomorrow morning to find me."

"Ask Chang'an"?

Anna was a little surprised.

The president has always been disgusted with people in the entertainment industry. How could he suddenly take the initiative to meet the director and producer of the TV series?

Is it because I broke in and looked for Mr. Mu last time? His new drama seems to be "Ask Chang'an".

With doubts in her heart, she responded respectfully, "Okay, President, is it OK to be at about 9 o'clock? Because you have an important meeting at 10 o'clock."

Mussen's tone was low, "Yeah."

***

After taking Kexi back in the afternoon, Mu Zhonglun received a call and then stayed in the studio.

Zhong Lun Architectural Design Company, founded by him, recently received a project to renovate the church.

He thought that this kind of small project would be done by his designers, so he never asked about it.

Unexpectedly, a few months later, he was told that the architects of his company had forgotten to leave enough space for the altar and statues.

"I believe in your fame, Mr. Mu, so I handed over the renovation case to you. Now the church is very angry and said that the good church has been transformed into a museum."

"I'm sorry, I'll find a way to save it."

Mu Zhonglun, who locked himself in the design room and worked hard, completely forgot that there was a cute baby waiting to be fed outside.

He stared at the design drawings, smoking while thinking about how to minimize material losses caused by wrong designs.

"Little Zongzi." The door was knocked.

Mu Zhonglun, who had no idea, frowned irritably and blocked Kexi's voice directly.

"It's time for Xiao Zongzi to eat, but Xi made a salty rice ball, it's so delicious."

"Little Zongzi..."

After a while, the sound disappeared.

After a while, a loud "boom" sound came from the next room, like the sound of a cabinet falling down.

Only then did Mu Zhonglun suddenly wake up from the design drawings.

What sound? Could it be...Kesi?

I instantly realized that it was very likely that Kexi had gone to the grocery room next door and accidentally knocked down the locker leaning against the wall. The man raised his heart.

But Xi wouldn't be overwhelmed by the cabinet, right?

The cabinet with more than half of the wall was completely collapsed on the ground, and all kinds of debris placed on it were scattered all over the ground.

The little girl stood next to the container with a pitiful expression of doing something wrong.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Zongzi has been silent all the time, but Xi thought that something happened to Xiao Zongzi, so she wanted to climb up the cabinet and take a look from the small window, but she didn't expect..."

Her eyes were red and she sniffed, "I didn't expect that as soon as I climbed up, the cabinet was crooked, but she jumped to the side and wanted to hold the cabinet, but she didn't."

Mu Zhonglun didn't care about any cabinet at all.

Seeing that the girl was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't do such a dangerous thing again in the future!"

"sorry."

Seeing her tears falling down, Mu Zhonglun hurriedly picked her up and wiped her tears.

"I should be sorry for me. I shouldn't lock myself in the room and ignore you," the man patted the girl's back and gently coaxed her, "Ko Xiguai, don't cry anymore."

It’s strange that he has dated so many women, and he hates women crying the most. When they cry, he feels upset. Not to mention coaxing them, it’s good that it’s not good to let them disappear from their eyes.

But when the little girl Kexi cried, he felt that his heart also hurt...

"My sure I'm hungry, right? I'll cook for you."

The little girl stopped crying, but her throat was still a little choked, "Kexi made it... and made rice balls, but it was the simplest one."

"Rice balls? You can cook rice balls? Have you cooked rice?"

They had bought clothes in the mall before, and they also visited the supermarket and bought a bunch of ingredients to stuff the refrigerator.

Mu Zhonglun walked to the kitchen with Kexi in his arms and found a small chair in front of the rice cooker. It should be that the little girl was not tall enough and used for foot pads.

On the table was a plate of triangular rice balls and unused seaweed.

"You really made a rice ball?"

Just as he was about to praise her, he suddenly saw that her palm was red and hurriedly picked it up and looked at it, "What's going on? Is your hand burned?"

"But Xi was too anxious. She started pinching the rice when it was still hot. But it didn't hurt, but Xi rinsed it with cold water."

As if to reassure him, the little girl deliberately smiled and shook her hands, "It really doesn't hurt."

Mu Zhonglun felt guilty and distressed.

He hugged Kexi on the sofa, put medicine on her hands without saying a word, and then exaggeratedly wrapped a thick bandage.

"Ah? I can't get anything like this."

"I will feed you food, drink water, help you brush your teeth and wash your face. Do you understand? You are just a child, don't do anything, you just need to rely on me as an adult."
Chapter completed!