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

The video released yesterday did not receive much response online, with only a few likes and comments.

There was no time to record these days, so Kyocera turned off her phone. She has always had little sleep, and now she has the advantage of her body and can fall asleep more easily.

The feeling of having a heavy body but wanting to be clear-minded is not pleasant.

She slept in a daze for half an hour, and when she woke up and looked at her phone, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Gu Mo downstairs had not returned yet, so the kitchen calculated the time and made another portion of chocolate mousse, which was brought out by Butler Mu himself.

He also placed a piece of information on the table.

"Miss, this is Mr. Wan's information. The Wan family is married to the Lou family. Their ancestors were all family businesses. Such families are usually deeply involved."

A family-owned company is more than just a business.

They can fight among themselves for power, but they can also work together to resist foreign enemies, so they are not easy to deal with.

"Fenghua Entertainment was founded by Wan Zhan. His mother, Lou Yujun, is the eldest daughter of the Lou family and holds 10% of the Lou Group's shares."

Kyocera picked up the document on the table, flipped through a few pages, and casually picked up the teacup.

"He wants to set up his own business, but the Wan family isn't taking any action?"

Butler Mu said, "The Wan family naturally disagreed. That's why Wan Zhan spent a lot of effort and gave away a lot of profits before he founded Fenghua Entertainment."

But the other people in the Wan family didn’t expect that Fenghua Entertainment would become so successful in just a few years.

Kyocera smiled and then said calmly, "I think some of the Wan family's side branches are getting restless."

"The second branch of the Wan family, Wan Zhan's uncle, proposed to join Fenghua Entertainment at the board meeting, but was rejected by Wan Zhan."

Butler Mu pulled out the last piece of paper and said, "This is accurate information given by an insider."

Kyocera was not surprised by this, as she knew that Jing Zhanheng's abilities were far more than that.

However, it is still easy to place a few spies.

only……

"Dad is interested in the Wan family?" Kyocera was a little curious. Could it be because of Jing Siyu?

Butler Mu was silent for a moment, his weather-beaten face showing a hint of coldness. "Yes, it would be more appropriate for the gentleman to tell the young lady about this matter."

Hearing this, Kyocera didn't ask any further questions. She moved the documents aside, picked up a spoon, and slowly ate the mousse cake.

Butler Mu raised his head, took away the empty cup, and refilled it with a cup of refreshing tea to relieve the greasiness.

Thoughtful.

The young lady has really changed a lot. It’s good like this, at least she is not indecisive anymore.

^

Gu Mo came back at half past six.

When she entered the living room, Kyocera was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

There was a remote control next to it, and live news was playing on the TV.

Gu Mo didn't have the habit of carrying a backpack, so she was carrying a lot of things in her hands, including cakes, milk tea, and some school supplies.

"Xiao Ci, have you had dinner?" She sat on the single sofa on the side with a gentle expression. She reached out and inserted the straw into the milk tea and handed it over.

"Ate."

Kyocera closed the book and put it beside his legs, and did not drink the milk tea that was handed to him.

Upon hearing this, Gu Mo took out some stationery, which was in a transparent plastic bag. It looked very ordinary and contained a pen and a notebook.

"I saw it when I was passing by a stationery store and thought it would suit you."

A rabbit plush pen was stuck vertically on the edge of the book, and more than half of the cover was covered with a lop-eared rabbit.

Kyocera took out the Rabbit Pen, opened the cap and looked at it for a while, "Thank you, Aunt Gu."

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes drooped, and her emotions could not be seen.

But Gu Mo felt that she must like it.

"Miss Gu, the dinner prepared by the nutritionist is ready." The servant whispered.

"Okay," Gu Mo tore off the most difficult piece of paper on the cake before getting up and going to the dining table.

The servant looked at Kyocera, then turned silently and went to the servants' dormitory.

Kyocera looked at the news thoughtfully, then suddenly smiled.

During the day, Gu Mo's figure stood in front of me, and the rabbit pen in his hand...

Kyocera looked down at the cup of milk tea, paused, and took a sip uncomfortably.

It’s very sweet. It’s her and the original owner’s favorite Tieguanyin base.

It seems that Gu Mo is not so nice just to be her stepmother.

It's more like she's just that good.

Kyocera couldn't help but look back at the dining table. As if noticing her prying gaze, the woman put down her chopsticks and smiled at her.

“…” remains to be seen.

The first floor of the villa.

In the bathroom used by the servants.

"She's reading a book. Miss Gu came back just now and bought her a lot of things. The two of them must have a good relationship."

Jing Siyu put down the red wine and looked down at the city outside the window. Hearing this, she frowned and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

A girl in maid clothes stood by the window, pulling the curtain to block out the view from outside.

Jing Siyu suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is Jing Zhanheng at home?"

"The gentleman is not here."

Jing Siyu's eyes turned cold. What book was she reading? Who was she pretending to be for?

What others don't know is that she knows very well that except for English, Kyocera's grades in other subjects are very poor and he almost never passes.

If it weren't for dealing with Jing Zhanheng, her English would have been the same.

Jing Siyu drank red wine, thought for a moment, and said lightly: "I understand. Don't contact me unless it's something serious."

The maid hung up the phone, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and just as she opened the door, she saw someone standing outside and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Ge...Sister Ge, why are you here?"

"What can I do here?" Sister Ge pointed to the bathroom. Her face darkened as she thought of something and she lowered her voice, "Don't be lazy during work hours."

The servant nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I'll go out now."

She walked around Sister Ge and went out, her heart beating fast. Fortunately, she was not discovered.

Neon lights flickered, and the red light shone into the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Jing Siyu held the phone in one hand, with a chat box on the interface, and the last message was from Wan Zhan.

[My uncle's side won't work, and the director won't allow the program flow to be affected.]

She turned her eyes to the side and narrowed them slightly. There was a stack of Kyocera information on the bedside table.

Thinking about the content of the program recorded today, she opened the address book, found a number without any notes and dialed it.

"Boss He, could you please send me a copy of the surveillance footage from the past week?"

^

At eight o'clock in the evening, without any warning.

The variety show "Celebrity Parents" officially announced its second season today.

Official Weibo: We will meet again in half a year. Looking forward to our second journey on October 1st. @Pang Zhuohua @I am not Fu Guanqing @Yan Qiujin @Gu Mo @Hello, Jing Siyu——

Attached below is a trailer edited by the program team and several promotional photos.

The moment it was posted, the comment section was occupied by fans of the previous season.

[There's a newcomer. Who will Lupanshe promote this time? 】

[I haven't heard of this. This Gu Mo looks quite familiar. How come I haven't seen such a face before? Why isn't he popular? ]

I'm more interested in the actor who once publicly declared himself single his entire life, yet he's surprisingly taking part in a parent-child variety show, even with his kids.