My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple - Chapter 982

   Chapter 982 Unexpected Holiday

  At this time, Mr. Xiaofeng, who was posted by thousands of fans with missing persons notice, is worrying about a problem.

  Things also start with the movie files.

  Since the film flowers came out, Anzhi has occupied the first place on the list of major topics, and various movie scripts are constantly falling like snowflakes.

  Looking at the scripts piled up like hills at home, only dust in the corners, it is really pitiful, it is all money.

  But seeing Uncle Jiang’s appearance, he didn’t mean to pick up.

Feng Lanchu had a terrible guess in her heart.

She pinched her fingers and forgot. She was due to give birth in August. It is estimated that Jiang Anzhi will not go out for a hundred days after Er Bao gave birth, so the ups and downs add up to a total of eleven months, plus these few. The gods of the moon…

  Uncle Jiang is planning to take a full rest?

  And when Uncle Jiang heard Teacher Xiaofeng’s question, he pretended not to hear him calmly and drifted away.

  Of course, what made her more speechless than Uncle Jiang was that the unit’s winter tune was over.

  However, the Huaixiang Research Institute, which is on the right track, directly granted Feng Lanchu a long vacation and asked her to take the half-year maternity leave after giving birth and then come back.

  This… is equivalent to taking her off for two years!

  Because of the pregnancy, the husband and wife are giving themselves together, which is really amazing.

  One of Jiang An ate the sugar-dipped cucumber while swaying past her: “The dean’s decision is very wise, you must firmly support it.”

   “I am a pregnant woman, understandable, but Uncle Jiang, are you a bit exaggerated?”

  One of Jiang An heard the topic and brought him to him, shrugged and pretended not to understand “Kacha”, took a bite of cucumber and continued to float away.

  He just stayed at home anyway.

  Feng Lanchu shook his head helplessly, never knowing that Anzhi was still hanging on.

   The mother-in-law was right. When he determined one thing, he would do it stubbornly, such as skipping work.

  So Jiang Anzhi stayed at home with such peace of mind, anyway, his goal is to stay until the baby is born.

  ……

  In the blink of an eye, the New Year’s Eve, the family is still watching the Spring Festival Gala happily. This year, Qin Zhuo no longer sings and dances but will perform sketches with Li Yue and Su Rui.

  Watching their three performances seems to be back to the party in the village in the second season.

  When the camera swept across the auditorium, Feng Lan saw Loang sharply at first.

  Perhaps because of his handsome appearance, the director also specially made the camera stop on his face for a few more seconds.

  And this glimpse also made the young ladies of Yan Kong who watched the Spring Festival Gala excited.

  【Oh my god, who is this boss! Too handsome! 】

  [There is no such high-value show business in the world! 】

  【I heard that the person who can sit in this position is either rich or expensive, I really want to know who he is. 】

  There are many young ladies on the Internet searching for this mysterious handsome guy. These Xiaofeng teachers don’t know.

  She was still surprised that Lorang would go to see such a lively party scene, which is very different from the person setting of Mr. Ba!

   But he should have gone for Su Rui, right?

  Unexpectedly, he would not be at home for the New Year but accompany Su Rui to the Spring Festival Gala. This love is really enviable.

  Jiang Anzhi rubbed her head: “Loang’s family is indifferent. It’s better to go to the party for a reunion dinner at home.”

  As said by Anzhi, Feng Lanchu was even more curious about Lo Ang. I really don’t know if there is a chance to learn about Lo Ang’s gossip.

  Looking at the gossip heart aroused by Teacher Xiaofeng, Jiang Anzhi shook his head helplessly. He didn’t know the specifics. There was a chance to let Luo Ang speak for himself.

  The couple were muttering little secrets, and the sketch on TV was over. They didn’t take it seriously, but Jiang Che smiled happily on the side.

  (End of this chapter)