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Chapter 238 I only guessed the beginning, but not the ending

Ji Weitian immediately stuffed her phone into her bag, sat down with her daughter in her arms, and stared at the door with her eyes fixed on her face.

After waiting for a while, I found that it was not coming to their room, but next door.

Ji Weitian also vaguely heard a child shouting "Dad" and "Mom". It seemed that the team had been successful.

Next, there were several more movements.

It's all news that the team is successful next door.

Ji Weitian counted with her fingers. She had already counted four times. There were only five groups of families in total. The next group should be them, right?

Thinking of this, Ji Weitian sat upright and waited even more nervously for the knock on the door.

After waiting for a while, no one came.

It was almost ten o'clock, and at least half an hour had passed since the previous group of families completed the team formation.

Why haven’t the No. 10 family come yet?

"Knock--" The door finally rang.

Ji Weitian stood up from the chair with her daughter in her arms.

He hurriedly led the little glutinous rice dumpling forward and opened the door.

I found that there was a female makeup artist carrying a box standing outside the door.

Seeing Ji Weitian, he took the initiative to introduce: "Miss Ji, right? The program team heard that you didn't put on makeup, so they specially arranged for me to come over to put on makeup for you."

"Putting makeup?" Ji Weitian was a little surprised and swallowed nervously.

"Didn't we say that we were not recording it officially today? Why do we need to put on makeup?"

"Although it's not a formal recording, it's the first time we meet, so we always have to leave a good impression, and these pictures may be cut into the promotional video later." The makeup artist explained patiently.

Ji Weitian is easily nervous when facing the camera. When she heard the makeup artist's words, she saw the photographer following her, and her body instantly became stiff.

He barely squeezed out the word "good" and let the makeup artist apply it on her face.

She has a good foundation and doesn't need to put on makeup. Her facial features are three-dimensional, with a rare sense of purity, and she is very beautiful.

Sitting there is not like an amateur who is participating in the recording of the show for the first time. Instead, he looks like a big star, so dazzling that people can't move their eyes away.

When the makeup artist stopped, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Ms. Ji is really beautiful. Those who don't know can never believe that you are already a four-year-old mother."

"Thank you." Ji Weitian subconsciously licked her lips.

After the makeup artist left, the room became quiet again.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Family No. 10 never came.

Ji Weitian asked the program team several times, and the reply they received was that the other party was on the road, and it was delayed a little time due to traffic jams.

I hope she can wait with her daughter.

Ji Weitian wanted to leave several times, but Xiao Nuomi dumpling refused to let go.

She couldn't leave, so Da Lala sat back on the chair and curled her lips: "What a traffic jam? The program team looked guilty just now. It was obvious that the other party refused to come. I really don't know which father has such a tacit understanding with me."

Seeing that the other party didn't come, Ji Weitian was no longer nervous.

I was thinking about when the program team would come to notify her and today's meeting was cancelled.

Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, the door really rang.

Ji Wei took her daughter forward sweetly, thinking that no matter what reason the program team used to try to keep her, she would take the opportunity to break the contract.

Take a deep breath and open the door.

The next second, when he saw Qin Nanyu standing outside the door, holding his son with one hand, Ji Weitian choked himself in the breath that had just taken in!
Chapter completed!
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