The live broadcast rooms of the five groups of families have been closed and it is time to rest.

Li Yanchen didn't know that Lin Wan and his youngest son were talking about secrets in the bedroom. He thought Lin Wan was asleep. In order not to disturb the few people resting in the room, Li Yanchen occupied the special deck chair in Lin Wan's yard.

The broadcast was turned off early today so he could handle some things.

In the mailbox was a message from Lu Yao: Song Jing was one of the perpetrators.

Li Yanchen had seen the photo album left by Mr. Lin, which contained photos of Lin Wan from childhood to adulthood. High school was a dividing line. Before high school, Lin Wan's smile was like the summer sun, bright and warm. After high school, her photos no longer showed

Instead of smiling, she always wore a hat with the brim pushed very low.

How could the campus bullying that caused her personality change be erased from her heart? But when Lin Wan saw Song Jing today, nothing seemed strange. Li Yanchen thought that he was overthinking, and not all high school classmates would bully her.

When Li Yanchen knew that Song Jing was coming to participate in the show, he asked Lu Yao to check Song Jing's background. Now he finally has the answer. He also needs to seek Lin Wan's opinion if he wants to expose it on the show.

In the room, the little boy who had discussed the countermeasures with Lin Wan walked out with his hands behind his back and pouted: "Bad woman, vicious woman."

Li Yanchen heard the sound and turned around: "What?"

Seeing his father, Li Zekai's expression suddenly changed: "Dad, is Dudu home?"

He hugged the little boy to his body and said, "Well, you should also go and take a nap. There will be activities after you get up."

"Okay, dad, I want to eat French fries and ice cream tonight, can you bring it to me?" Li Zekai put his hands on Li Yanchen's cheeks.

"Okay, if you don't disturb dad." The worried man wanted to arrange for his son to sleep as soon as possible.

Li Zekai stood on the ground: "Okay."

Tonight, the program team has arranged a big purchase for everyone, and all families can go out of the village. Li Zekai was extremely happy when he heard this news.

Lin Wan, who had been unable to sleep at first, couldn't stay any longer after hearing what Li Zekai said about Dudu. She walked to the yard and saw Li Yanchen lying on her special chair.

"Brother, get up." Lin Wan put her hands on her waist.

Li Yanchen held the armrest of the lounge chair with his hands and moved it to one side: "It's big enough."

Is this man gesturing for him to lie down together? Hey, is there a camera in the yard? Lin Wanzi looked around carefully and made sure that the live broadcast rooms were closed: "Stop acting, no one is watching."

She said he acted? What does that mean?

"If you think Song Jing will cause you discomfort, I can let her go. No one can bully you now." Lin Wan didn't quite understand what Li Yanchen said, but she knew that the man was always looking at her.

"Why am I feeling unwell? My son is better than her girl, and my husband is richer and more handsome than her husband. Of course, I am much more beautiful than her. It must be that she feels unwell." Lin Wan took a small one.

He sat down on the bench and said, "Li Yanchen, don't always stare at me and care about your son. Although you haven't been with women for seven years, you are still a man who has given birth to three sons. There is no need to behave like a gangster in prison."

Let it go, the word "sex" has a knife on its head."

Li Yanchen:???

In the afternoon, Song Jing took the initiative to deliver handmade pudding to Lin Wan.

Li Yanchen was disgusted with Song Jing's arrival, but Lin Wan let her in with a smile.

Song Jing took Lin Wan's arm and said, "I remember you liked eating jelly when you were in high school. I made this myself. Try it."

The original owner liked to eat jelly when he was in high school. This was the same as him. Lin Wan was polite at first, but finally took it. The pudding was mango flavored, soft and glutinous.

"There is one more thing I want to discuss with you. Do you want to be my model and open the beauty broadcast tonight?" Song Jing invited: "We are classmates, and fate brings us together on the same show ten years later.

We have become best friends who talk about everything. The friendship between young classmates and later the relationship between best friends is very interesting. Of course I know you are not short of money, but no one will complain about the lack of money, right? The live broadcast income is equally divided, you are so

Beautiful, I’m sure I can gain a lot of fans, and by the way, I can generate at least tens of thousands of noises per live broadcast.”

"Is it as simple as being a model?" Lin Wan still knew how much money she could get from tens of thousands Yinlang 50 to 50 cents. However, the original owner was Mrs. Kuo, so she couldn't see anything like ten thousand or eight thousand, but she was different.

, but she couldn't show that she was jealous of money, so she said: "It doesn't matter whether it's money or not, I'm just lazy."

After watching the live broadcast for a few days, Song Jing knew a lot about Lin Wan now. She said with a flattering smile: "You just need to sit for an hour and a half at most. I know you don't like this money, but I can't use your money in vain."

Face, right? Brothers will settle the score, 50-50."

"Call me tonight." It's such a good thing, whoever pretends to be arrogant is a fool.

When Song Jing and Lin Wan walked out of the yard arm in arm, Li Yanchen felt that his eyes were about to pop out. Where did Lin Wan do this? Enemies turned into good friends? Or was Song Jing really hiding deeply back then, so until

Lin Wan doesn't see it now. If this is the case, does he still need to expose it?

Otherwise, take it one step at a time.

At Xiao Xiao's house, while Xiao Xiao and Xiao Tianlin were taking a nap, Xia Mo was tossing flour. She said she was not participating in the competition, but she was still studying the steps of the Napoleon cake.

Lin Wan smelled the smell of butter from a distance: "Song Jing, I remembered that I have something else to do. You go back first. I will find you later."

If Lin Wan guessed correctly, Xia Mo was making Napoleon. This dessert was what she had to make for every live broadcast in the original world. Not only was she making Napoleon, she also had to eat Napoleon in the live broadcast room.

Following the scent, Lin Wan came to the open-air pot stove in Xiao's backyard.

Xia Mo is pressing and mixing ghee, and next to her is the Napoleon that she secretly made in the morning. The pastry looks very dense and has shrunk and deformed.

"The oil is too hard and needs to be softened." Lin Wan took the mixer and beat it a few times with moderate force: "It's OK, try again."

Xia Mo was still shocked by Lin Wan's arrival, but seeing that the woman's technique seemed very professional, she didn't have time to ask her how she knew, so she wrapped the dough according to Lin Wan's method.

While the cake was baking, Xia Mo asked Lin Wan many questions, and Lin Wan answered them all.

Those tricky steps that Xia Mo had studied many times with his own understanding were all solved now, but why is there no name Lin Wan among the famous pastry chefs in Yuncheng.

She remembered a mysterious pastry chef who had never shown his face. Could it be Lin Wan?

"xtt." Xia Mo tried.

"What?" Lin Wan's face was full of questions.

"Aren't you xtt?"

"Who is xtt?"

After some testing, Xia Mo confirmed that Lin Wan really didn't know xtt.
Chapter completed!