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

"Probably." Jiang Che replied perfunctorily.

He doesn't care about Taigong Jiang or not, he just wants to have a good time with his father.

It was this uncle who yelled "begin" just now, and others beat his father.

So, can he understand that this uncle is a cancer in Dad's work?

Jiang Che's big glass-like eyes glided a faint light, and he had a very big opinion on the uncle.

Director Situ didn't know what Jiang Che was thinking, he only thought that Xiao Mengmeng was as cute and cute as an angel.

"Little fishing, you can come and play with uncle anytime you have time."

Jiang Che nodded without interest.

Jiang Anzhi greeted the director with a smile: "Then let's go back first."

"Okay, you guys go back and have a good rest."

The director let him go reluctantly, so the staff watched Jiang Anzhi leave with Feng Lanchu's mother and son.

The thin and tall man was holding the child, and his slender and weak wife was by his side. He looked very much like love.

Everyone is envious and keeps talking

"Jiang Feng Yuhuo deserves to be a national CP, just the back view is sweet to me."

"That's right, their family of three is as beautiful as a painting."

I really want to post on Moments, but my professionalism tells them, no.

The family of three, envied by everyone, returned to the homestay. Jiang Che still clings to Jiang Anzhi's arms, unwilling to let go.

Feng Lanchu went to pick up clean clothes for Jiang Anzhi to change and wash, and put away the bath water for him.

After finishing everything and coming out, Jiang Che was still pestering his dad like an octopus, Feng Lanchu signaled: "Let dad take a bath first."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Che volunteered to help his father take a bath.

Jiang Anzhi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded amusedly: "Okay."

Feng Lan shook her head disapprovingly at the beginning: "Stop torturing your father."

"I will really take good care of Dad." Jiang Che replied seriously: "I usually learn from Dad to help me take a bath."

"Well, I believe in Jiang Che's ability." Jiang Anzhi also nodded in agreement.

Seeing the look of the father and son cherishing each other, Feng Lanchu shrugged speechlessly: "Just be happy."

So the father and son went to the bathroom hand in hand.

Feng Lanchu started to pack the luggage that had just been thrown up.

Feng Lanchu opened the closet, and there were only a few sets of Jiang Anzhi's casual clothes in it. Seeing these pitiful clothes, Feng Lanchu's sadness that had been suppressed so hard surged again.

Over the years, An Zhi just wandered around with a few sets of rags folded, not eating well or wearing warm clothes, turning upside down day and night, and even working mostly because of being beaten and beaten?

Thinking of the three years of marriage, Jiang Anzhi was still living a nomadic life even though he was married, she couldn't help but feel guilty secretly.

After all, she had too much heart and didn't have the self-consciousness of being a wife at all.

Take the luggage as an example, she and Jiang Che traveled with a lot of things, but for Jiang Anzhi, let alone visiting the class, he didn't even help with packing the luggage.

After tidying up for a while, she and Jiang Che's change of clothes, toiletries, daily necessities and other odds and ends filled up the empty homestay in a short while.

In sharp contrast, Jiang Anzhi looked even more pitiful.

Feng Lan decided guiltily to do something tonight to make up for An Zhi.

In the bathroom, Jiang Anzhi first carefully removed his makeup, and when he cleaned off the makeup on his face and then turned his head, he saw that Jiang Che, who had declared that he would wait for him to take a bath, was already soaking in the water, paws and paws thumping and thumping his body. Shui, still did not forget to smile at him sweetly.

"Dad, come quickly, I tried it for you, the water is not hot and lukewarm just right."

"..." Jiang Anzhi.