Chapter 313 The return of the rich woman with the microphone
During the Spring Festival holiday, Zhien, who had not picked up a microphone for a long time, sang three songs for dozens of guistars at the scene: "You and me, hold my hand, bbibbi" and then entered the interactive session.
As for Chenghao, who was originally holding his daughter in his arms and sitting at the VIP table eating melon, as expected, he did not escape the fate of being forced onto the stage to act as a free translator by IU, whose Chinese skills still needed to be improved.
"Ah... although this is not something to show off, I still want to show it off to you.
This is my new microphone, the first time I meet you. Can you see the black flowing light? Isn’t this flowing light handsome?”
Taking the kettle handed over by her man, Zhien took a sip, then as if she remembered something and presented a treasure, she walked a few steps in front of the stage and handed the brand new microphone in her hand to the Ainas.
"Wow~" and the Ainas also knew very well about their sister IU's preferences, and they responded in unison with admiration.
"This is my tenth microphone, are you envious? Hehe~"
Dese?乛v乛? walked around, and Zhien showed a very happy smile, with all her white teeth exposed. It was also a very happy time in her life to be with the Ainas who silently supported and loved her.
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"Show off." His own Zhien behaved like a child. Chenghao, who was holding a purple microphone that was also one of the ten collectibles, laughed and scolded him, but at the same time he seriously translated Zhien's words to him.
Aina at the scene.
"We are envious, but we are even more envious of being able to be Sister IU's microphone."
With Chenghao's simultaneous translation, Aina immediately responded enthusiastically.
"You are my guidestars!"
The answers from the Ainas made Zhien's smile never stop, and she gave her Ainas a critical blow with her nasal voice.
After saying that, even I felt a little embarrassed, and I raised my hand to smooth my hair on the sideburns naively.
"iu Unnie, is the microphone that Director Chenghao is holding in his hand the one you mentioned in the show that our Eunbao threw when he was a child?"
After all, the big man was holding an eye-catching purple microphone, and it was a color very familiar to Aina. Everyone had noticed it a long time ago. A little girl who was filming the entire process with her mobile phone raised her hand excitedly and asked.
"Is this it? It's the color that my sister has always liked very much, but our little villain dropped it, and there are flaws here and there. I originally wanted to send it back to the factory for repair, but in the end I decided not to repair it."
When she came to her man's side, she replaced the purple microphone in her man's hand with the Liuguang Black in her hand. Zhien pointed at the obvious bruises on the bottom and head of the microphone, and retaliated by reaching out and pinching her father who was sitting there obediently.
The little face of the baby girl in my arms.
"why?"
It didn't matter that she was a girl, everyone present had curiosity on their faces.
"Because this is a record that witnesses the healthy growth of my little bad guy."
"Because this is a kind of evidence, the best evidence that Cheng'en damaged my mother's belongings."
In the astonished expression of Sun Yun, a student studying abroad in H, Chenghao did not keep up with current events this time and began to blatantly distort Zhien's words.
"...Haha~ I was laughing so hard..."
"Sister Iu, if you do this, you will lose our lovely Enbao."
"Pfft~ Forgive me for thinking about the scene when Enbao grows up and Sister Iu brings out a bunch of evidence to settle the score, haha."
"Hey Yigu, our Enbao will be so desperate when the time comes."
The venue was quiet for a moment, and then, amid Zhien's questioning expression, he suddenly burst into lively laughter.
"Stare~" Feeling something was wrong, Zhien turned around sharply and looked at the man who was not looking at her with a death gaze.
"Nuna, Chenghao said to him, Nuna, you are keeping the evidence and waiting for us to settle the matter together when Eunbao grows up."
After all, this is IU's home court. Just when Chenghao was pretending to be nonchalant, Sun Yun, encouraged by Luo Churan who learned the truth, shouted loudly to the beauty on the stage in standard Korean.
"Give it back to me, Mr. Chenghao, you are fired."
Pretending to be angry (╬◣w◢), Zhien approached her father and daughter, and Zhien stretched out her little hand to ask for the microphone.
"Have we, Cheng'en, been fired too? How pitiful."
With Chengen's questioning expression on his face, Chenghao pretended to be very sad and touched his daughter's little head, but did not return the microphone to Zhien.
"Wuwu~" Infected by his father's sad expression, Cheng'en, who had no idea of the situation, sighed in aggrieved tone and threw himself into his father's arms. It was alright to cry anyway.
Of course, Cheng'en, who had not been bullied, could not really shed tears. He was just pretending to cry in his father's arms. Little did he know that his cute operation made out of nothing would endear him to many uncles and aunts present.
"Hey! You guys have gone too far!" Looking at his father and daughter singing together, Zhien's face darkened. If he were at home, he would have to beat his troublesome Mr. Chenghao to death.
"Nuna, you can't bully our lovely Eun Bao. If you want to fight, just hit Cheng Haoxi."
"Yes, Eun Bao is so cute and pitiful, so let's call Cheng Hao Xi."
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In this way, in the warm interaction between IU and the guistars from China, time passed quickly without leaving a trace, until a man in a suit came to Chenghao and whispered something in his ear.
"I understand, I am sure to leave tonight."
Holding the microphone further away, Chenghao pinched his daughter's soft little face and nodded to the person coming.