I'm not going to be the kid in the story of a husband abandoning his daughter.

There are many divorced families in China, with emotional incompatibility and differences in values...

Most people prefer to part ways amicably, while a few do so out of necessity.

Indeed, after the divorce, what happens when the child meets his mother?

Why should she think about this problem, especially since it is a family matter that should not be mentioned in front of the children.

The assistant director could already foresee how netizens would scold him after the show was broadcast.

"Uncle, do you have any other, more original questions?"

Kyocera tilted her head slightly, a hint of a smile in her clear eyes, and her calm demeanor made it impossible to treat her as a child.

The assistant director slowly came back to his senses, feeling that the little girl in front of him saw through everything.

His hand holding the teacup paused for a moment, and he felt that this idea was not very realistic.

"There's another question that netizens are curious about. As everyone knows, your family is one of the richest, so why did you participate in the show?"

Without listening to Kyocera's answer, he laughed again and said, "After all, everyone says that wealthy families look down on entertainers the most and think that this profession is not respectable."

Kyocera looked calm and said in a gentle tone, "Uncle, before I answer your question, I have a question for you."

The assistant director subconsciously asked, "What's the problem?"

"You also said that the prerequisite is that everyone agrees, so why not the wealthy? When you raise this question and emphasize the word 'wealthy', can I assume that there is a tinted spectacles..."

Her smile became more elegant: "Actually it's you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the assistant director felt a chill down his spine despite the scorching weather.

And she continues.

"Uncle, if wealthy families really have this idea, why would they cooperate with celebrities and let them become the company's spokespersons?"

"Any profession permitted by law should be respected."

"I hope you can remember this in the future. Also, if I remember correctly, your uncle's last name should be Lou? I remember Mr. Wan..."

"do not talk!"

Kyocera was not angry even though he was interrupted. Instead, he remained silent obediently.

At this moment, the assistant director deeply felt the horror behind the angel's face.

It's not about pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, but about making you not hold a grudge and fall into the trap unknowingly.

He drank several sips of tea before calming down and forced a smile: "It's all my fault, Miss... Jing, the director..."

"Don't worry, uncle. I just came here to shoot a VCR and answer a few questions prepared by the program team. You have nothing to worry about."

Kyocera was still smiling, and her expression hadn't changed at all since she came in.

"Goodbye uncle."

It was not until the door was closed that the assistant director came to his senses as if he had been in another world.

Where did this devil come from?

Before he could even use his ultimate move, someone blocked his retreat with a barrage of attacks.

Without any hesitation, he found the address book and made a call.

"Little sister, tell your son that I can't do this."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging as he clenched the phone.

"Everyone says not to mess with the Jing family... Does she care? I don't see her caring about her mother at all. You'd better keep quiet!"

The assistant director was very angry.

If Wan Zhan hadn't promised solemnly that Kyocera would endure it for Jing Siyu's sake, he would have been crazy to agree!

Without caring what the person on the other end said, he simply hung up the phone and asked someone to delete all the videos.

^

On the way back to the dressing room, Jing Siyu passed by the women's restroom and looked down at her phone. Occasionally, she could hear the sound of typing on the keyboard, as if she was waiting for someone.

Kyocera followed the assistant and walked past her quietly.

Jing Siyu looked up, then lowered her eyes, looking indifferent.

[Tsk, I really don't know what that ungrateful person is pretending to be. He must be hiding and crying secretly.]

[I'm really curious now, how much is the scumbag's regret worth? The heroine is eager to find an opportunity to make him regret it!]

"Mom." Jing Xixi came out after washing her hands and curled her lips when she saw Kyocera.

Jing Siyu snuffed out her phone, took a dry tissue and wiped her hands, saying with concern, "Mom said to wipe your hands after washing them. The water is cold."

"Hehe, mom will wipe my hands, don't be afraid."

The warm conversation came from not far behind me.

The assistant subconsciously lowered her gaze, and the girl's cute and well-behaved appearance came into her sight. She was also a mother, and she thought about it and held the girl's hand.

"I just saw the set of photos of Yutu. They were really beautiful."

Kyocera didn't resist and smiled: "Thank you, Auntie."

All strangers would show concern, but the original owner had never truly experienced maternal love.

But she doesn't care. No emotion in this world can win over interests.

In fact, her coming might be a good thing for the original owner.

To her assistant, her pensive look seemed both well-behaved and a bit pitiful.

Teacher Jing is really going too far.

Kyocera didn't know yet that he had gained the sympathy of some people in the program team.

After getting my hair done, I took a final set of photos with Gu Mo before going back.

They are not planning to attend the evening banquet. The next day the production crew will pick them up at the villa to shoot the first episode.

The car drove into the villa area and stopped at the door.

After saying goodbye to the staff, Driver Fu walked out of the villa.

"Miss, the kitchen has prepared afternoon tea."

After he finished speaking, he greeted Gu Mo: "Miss Gu."

"Yeah." Gu Mo nodded slightly. She didn't have any other job for the time being, but she had signed up for an acting class. She raised her hand to check the time.

Then he said to Kyocera: "Xiaoci, I have to go to class. I will bring you a small cake when I come back. I will pack your luggage in the evening, okay?"

Kyocera nodded, looking a little listless facing the scorching sun.

With her body lying there, she felt a little sleepy.

Gu Mo was still a little worried when she left, and gave driver Fu several instructions before leaving.

She had her own car and didn't use a driver during the two days she stayed at the villa.

After the car drove away, Kyocera turned around and prepared to go in, but the next moment his feet were in the air.

The girl was slightly stunned.

"Miss, you're sleepy. Go upstairs and take a nap. We can talk about it after you wake up."

Leaning on driver Fu's hard chest, Kyocera half-closed his eyes. Although it was hard, it was very warm and quite comfortable to lean on.

In the living room, Butler Mu came out of the kitchen carrying a baked pudding. Seeing Driver Fu carrying Kyocera in, he turned back and told the servant: "Make another one in half an hour."

"Okay." The servant lowered his head and went back to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients.

"Grandpa Mu."

On this side, Butler Mu heard Kyocera's call and walked over with a smile on his face, "Miss, the gentleman has work and will be home late."

"Okay." Kyocera took off the hairpin on her head and handed it to him, "Grandpa Mu, I want a copy of the information about Wan Zhan, the current president of Fenghua Entertainment Company."

Butler Mu took the hairpin and nodded without asking why. "Okay."

Obviously, he also knows the purpose of issuing cards.

Kyocera was carried back to the room by driver Fu. She waited until he left the room before taking out her cell phone.