: Fanwai: My Father's Little Lover (4)

Chu Luowei thought, okay, now I am a little conscious of doing entertainment.
"However, how do you know other women so well? You also know that they are strong women?" Qiao Weiya asked fiercely there.
Chu Luowei: "..."
"It's almost there, jealous and tasteful, that kind of woman is worth your jealousy?" Chu Luowei entered his office and said politely.
"Well, that's good, let you go." Qiao Weiya was satisfied with Chu Luowei's answer, and then hung up after speaking.
Chu Luowei: "..."
Women and children with brain disabilities are more happy.
In the afternoon, Qiao Weiya sorted out the news and posted it.
Within half an hour, the other party counterattacked, and said that it was Qiao Weiya's ugly man who acted like a mad dog and bite people recently.
But at this time, Qiao Weiya had gone to see her dad and her brother making a magazine, no matter how others hacked her.
Feng Xiche's children were repelled and disgusted with taking photos with their dad.
In addition, he expressed dislike with actual actions, such as going to the bathroom five times.
Qiao Weiya looked at Feng Xiche, who was weak and weak, and Feng Xiche fell directly on the sofa. He looked at Fengfeng listlessly. "Dad, this really doesn't blame me, my body automatically rejected you."
Qiao Weiya reached out and touched her brother's head, a little cold.
Feng Feng loved and hated his son. He sat on the sofa and put his little head on his lap. Now George had come in with medicine for diarrhea.
"My young ancestors, you are all my ancestors, and quickly took the medicine. Fengfeng, what did you give your child yesterday?" George no longer has a star. He is now the boss of the agent, but Wind them, or treat their loved ones the same.
Feng Feng looked down at his prostituted son, and was distressed.
"He was troubled to eat seafood by himself, and took him to it at midnight yesterday." Feng Feng said lightly.
When Qiao Weiya opened her mouth, she still had reason when she faced an unreliable relative.
"You took him to eat seafood in the middle of the night?" George was about to jump up. "Oh my God, I don't understand. How could Qiao Yaruan dare to take the child with you."
"Uncle George, I really want to eat it myself." Feng Xiche was very uncomfortable at the moment, still speaking for his father.
"What about the magazine? Still shooting?" The staff member asked a little in distress.
"Forget it today." Qiao Weiya touched her brother's head, then looked back at the staff, "the day after tomorrow, let's do it today."
"What's the first thing, he's not your dad. Even if he denies it, don't deny it so directly. Your dad's face is worthless?" George said angrily.
Qiao Weiya: "..."
Uncle George, you are getting sharper, is it because you have talked with your goddaughter recently?
Feng Xichu giggled, but ran to the bathroom with pain in his stomach next second.
But letting Qiao Weiya take a picture, Qiao Weiya resisted a little.
"I don't shoot." Qiao Weiya took a step back.
"Look, sons and daughters hate you." George looked straight at Feng Feng, who was looking in the direction of the bathroom.
Georgia is full of black lines, Uncle George, you must be intentional.
Feng Feng retracted his gaze, looked back at his daughter, and thought, and said, "Okay, let those who say my daughter is ugly, and take a good look at what my daughter looks like."