Listening to Yang Yunyan's words, Hu Shuo couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart.
I thought to myself, not only was this author a member of the Wanli Group, but he also warmed your bed.
It's a pity that it's all in the past.
Thinking of this, Hu Shuo glanced at Yang Yunyan's exquisite and graceful body. He thought about the harmonious scenes in the past and silently swallowed his saliva.
Well, sooner or later I will regain my mountain!
Hu Shuo secretly swore.
"Mom, Mom, I'm going to participate in the storytelling competition. Teacher Xiaorou said, let me tell it to my parents first. How about I tell you a story?"
Just when Hu Shuo's thoughts were wandering, Zuo Zuo's immature childish voice sounded.
"oh?"
"Yeah?"
Yang Yunyan was slightly startled, and then cast a questioning look at Hu Shuo.
"Teacher Xiaorou said that our Zuozuo has a talent for storytelling, so she signed up for the children's storytelling competition." Hu Shuo explained.
"Mom, whatever story you want to hear, I'll tell it to you."
Sazuo said in a milky voice.
"What kind of stories can Zuo Zuo tell?" Yang Yunyan asked curiously.
"I know so many stories about "Snow White," "Cinderella," "The Little Match Girl," and "My Little Pony."
Zuo Zuo thought about it and said that Hu Shuo told her stories every night, so the little girl knew a lot of stories.
"Then Zuozuo, let's tell mom a story about "Pony Crossing the River"."
Yang Yunyan said with great interest.
"OK."
Zuo Zuo responded happily, then pointed to the seat next to Yang Yunyan and said to Hu Shuo: "Dad, sit here and listen."
"Um."
Hu Shuo smiled and nodded, and sat down next to Yang Yunyan, very close to her.
Zuo Zuo stood in front of the two of them, blinked her big eyes and looked at Yang Yunyan and then at Hu Shuo. She seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked: "Dad, do you like me more, or do you like mom more?"
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"Well"
Hu Shuo never expected that the little girl would suddenly say such a thing, and couldn't help but be stunned.
"this"
Hu Shuo looked at Yang Yunyan next to him, and then at Zuo Zuo in front of him. Although the relationship between him and Yang Yunyan had been tense in recent years, it seemed that he liked Zuo Zuo more in front of her.
Not very good.
Zuo Zuo, on the other hand, was completely unaware that she had inadvertently given a "proposition" to her father. She blinked her big eyes and looked at Hu Shuo expectantly, waiting for his answer.
"Dad likes Zuo Zuo as much as mom."
After holding it in for a while, Hu Shuo said with a smile.
"You lied!"
Zuo Zuo pursed her lips unhappily.
"ah?"
Hu Shuo was a little confused: "Dad, how could you lie to Zuo Zuo!"
"You obviously like your mother more, otherwise, why would you marry her instead of me?" Zuo Zuo said with aggrieved expression.
"Well"
Upon hearing this, Hu Shuo and Yang Yunyan were both confused.
"Just now it was said on TV that if you like her, you can marry her home and be your wife. My father married my mother, but he didn't marry me."
Yang Yunyan turned on the TV when she got home. At this moment, a bloody idol drama was playing on the TV, and Zuo Zuo's words were exactly the lines spoken by the actor just now.
After listening to Zuo Zuo's explanation, Hu Shuo couldn't help but laugh. Yang Yunyan also smiled bitterly and shook her head. The child's thoughts were indeed simple and innocent enough.
"Zaozuo, things are not what you think."
Hu Shuo was about to give Zuo Zuo an explanation when the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
"Well"
Hu Shuo frowned and glanced at the time on the grandfather clock. It was almost seven o'clock. Who would call him at this time?
Hu Shuo took the phone out of his pocket and frowned even more when he saw the name on the caller ID.
Because the caller was Qiu Xiaobai.
At this time, a woman calling herself will inevitably cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
Hu Shuo didn't want to answer the call, but Qiu Xiaobai had no intention of giving up. The phone kept ringing like this.
"Why don't you answer the phone?"
The woman's keen intuition told Yang Yunyan that there seemed to be something wrong with the phone call. She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Hu Shuo.
"Zozuo, tell your mother a story."
Hu Shuo confessed to Zuo Zuo guiltily, then stood up and walked to the window. When he reached a relatively safe distance, he answered the phone.
"My teacher Hu, you have answered the phone!!"
As soon as the call was connected, Qiu Xiaobai complained.
"I'm at home. If it's not urgent, it's best to talk tomorrow." Hu Shuo whispered back.
"I've sent you so many WeChat messages but haven't replied yet. If it wasn't an emergency, I wouldn't call you!" Qiu Xiaobai complained angrily.
"Oh, tell me then."
Since picking up Zuo Zuo, Hu Shuo has been chatting with Zuo Zuo while driving without looking at his phone, so Qiu Xiaobai's message was exposed.
"Someone from the Cultural Affairs Bureau is asking you to come over tomorrow morning," Qiu Xiaobai said.
"Cultural Affairs Bureau?"
Hu Shuo looked suspicious.
"It seems that it's from the Copyright Management Department, Teacher Hu, will there be any problem with the copyright of your stories?" Qiu Xiaobai was a little worried. Once there was really a problem with the copyright of Hu Shuo's stories, not only the electronic content on the website would be
The edition must be removed from the shelves, and the physical book that will go on sale tomorrow cannot be sold. As a result, Qiu Xiaobai will suffer heavy losses.
"It should be no problem. All the stories I publish have passed the review of Huaxia Original Network." Hu Shuo said.
"That's strange. The Cultural Affairs Bureau doesn't easily ask the author to come over for tea." Qiu Xiaobai muttered in a low voice: "I asked an acquaintance to inquire about the news, but there has been no reply. Could it be some dirty trick played by a competitor??"
"We'll find out when we get there tomorrow. Let's do this for now."
Through the shadow on the glass window, Hu Shuo noticed that Yang Yunyan was walking towards his location intentionally or unintentionally, so he quickly hung up the phone.
"Is she a woman?"
Hu Shuo put away his cell phone. At this time, Yang Yunyan was already behind him, with a cold chill in her beautiful eyes.
Although the relationship between the two is not so harmonious, they are still a couple in name only. If the husband secretly talks to a strange woman on the phone, no woman would feel comfortable with this matter.
"Oh, it's Haibo."
Hu Shuo smiled and tried to look natural.
"Are you sure?" Yang Yunyan looked into Hu Shuo's eyes and asked.
"Sure!!"
Hu Shuo nodded affirmatively: "Hai Bo asked me to borrow money, but I didn't have any, so I just sent it away."
"Yeah?"
"yes!"
"Okay, I'll call Feng Haibo and I can lend him the money."
With that said, Yang Yunyan directly dialed Feng Haibo's number with her mobile phone and pressed the speakerphone button. Then, she stared at Hu Shuo with playful eyes, as long as the two people's "confession" did not match.