The program on TV continued to air, but Liu Wenshu's attention was no longer on the contestants' competition.

The cameramen of the show also seem to know very well what young viewers want to see, and the camera frequently cuts to the two special guests Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei.

After all, it is eye-catching.

At this time, Liu Wenshu's eyes, like radar searchlights, scanned the two of them.

"Hey, Lao Yu." Liu Wenshu said suddenly, "Have you noticed that these two children seem to have a tacit understanding?"

"Look at Weiwei's little look. Even a mother like me can't understand it. Xiaoye just nodded."

"..." Yu Zhengdao remained silent and continued to watch TV.

The show continued, and when it came to the demonstration of the rules of the Flying Flower Order, Ye Zhiqiu's "sexy operation" once again made the whole audience into an uproar.

The Yu couple were really shocked. How could they still play like this?

Although the two of them are not professionals, they can probably understand how difficult this is.

After looking at it, Liu Wenshu couldn't help but said: "In my opinion, Xiaoye is really good."

"His talent is not to mention, and he's also good-looking. It's hard to find young people like this nowadays even with a lantern, what do you think, Lao Yu?"

Yu Zhengdao was silent for a moment. His old father's insistence made him reluctant to let go, and he said: "Don't worry, look again, look again..."

Liu Wenshu snorted coldly and said: "What else are you watching? I think Xiaoye is very good. Not only did they give you ideas in the last show, they also gave you money."

Yu Zhengdao couldn't help but retorted: "This is a matter of money! We don't lack this at home."

"What I mean is...I don't object to their romantic relationships, but it's a bit early to talk about other things now. After all, we don't have much time to get to know each other. It's best to observe their character..."

The chat box opened and Liu Wenshu continued to talk.

"Not to mention money and so on, I think the couple earn enough for themselves, but they still have us."

"Xiaoye is not only good-looking and talented, but the most important thing is that Weiwei likes her."

"In the past, there were so many sons and grandsons of your business partners who were interested in Weiwei. Logically speaking, they were quite good. However, Weiwei didn't feel any of them, but she didn't resist Xiaoye at all."

"According to me, those young people are not as good as Xiaoye. They all became CEOs and vice-presidents at a young age, and their backgrounds are really uncertain after leaving the family. But Xiaoye made it all on his own, and he is so good.

A little bit."

Having said this, even Yu Zhengdao couldn't help but nod slightly.

He himself was self-made, and this was something he especially admired about Ye Zhiqiu.

Suddenly, Liu Wenshu lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "Amei told me that Weiwei didn't go back to the school dormitory next semester, and now she lives directly in Binjiang Bay, and she also gave the empty apartment opposite to Xiaoye.

live..."

"They both live across the street from each other, Lao Yu, do you think these two young people are related to each other?"

Yu Zhengdao snorted coldly, of course he knew about this.

If he had not agreed at the beginning, would he have allowed the two young men to live across from each other?

Although he was unwilling to accept the fact so early that the daughter he held in his hands for more than 20 years was going to be raped by a pig, Yu Zhengdao was enlightened after all and did not stop the two young people from letting their natural development take its course.

"Hey, call my daughter and ask her what she is doing now."

As Liu Wenshu spoke, she directly picked up her phone.

Yu Zhengdao couldn't help but said: "It's almost ten o'clock. Let's talk about anything tomorrow."

Liu Wenshu kept pointing her fingers and murmured: "What's ten o'clock? I've seen that little girl sometimes chatting on her mobile phone and not wanting to sleep at twelve o'clock."

The number was dialed and the ringtone rang for several seconds. Just when Liu Wenshu thought that Yu Caiwei had really fallen asleep, the call was connected.

"Um..."

"Hello...Mom?"

On the other side of the phone, my daughter's voice lost its usual cold feeling, and was slightly hoarse with a hint of laziness.

Liu Wenshu was shocked and asked: "Weiwei, where are you?"

"Your voice doesn't sound right. Do you have a cold?"

At this time, Huabinjiangwan Community.

Ye Zhiqiu heard the first call after Yu Caiwei answered the phone, and quickly stopped "playing" with Yu Caiwei's crystal feet.

Don't dare to mess around, it will be bad if it causes any misunderstanding.

Ye Zhiqiu stopped moving, the mist in Yu Caiwei's eyes dissipated a little, and her voice gradually recovered.

"No, I was...bathing my feet just now." Yu Caiwei asked curiously: "Mom, it's so late, what's going on?"

"It's good to soak your feet. Pay attention to rest and don't get tired." Liu Wenshu reminded her and continued: "It's nothing. Didn't I just watch the "Chinese Poetry Conference" program?"

"Those two songs are so good. I called you specifically to talk about them."

"Hey, Weiwei, when you see Xiaoye, say thank you to him on behalf of the company."

"Xiaoye's two songs are incredible. Your father said that Hua Yu's advertisement was worth it."

Liu Wenshu's voice came clearly. Ye Zhiqiu, who had stopped, chuckled and winked at Yu Caiwei with a proud smile.

Your mother praises me!

Yu Caiwei rolled her eyes angrily and continued chatting with Liu Wenshu.

"Okay, got it."

Yu Caiwei pouted and said coquettishly: "Mom, why don't you praise me? I also contributed."

"Hi! Weiwei, you can also sing well, but the main credit is due to the songs written by Xiaoye."

Liu Wenshu passed it casually and continued: "When are you going to ask Xiaoye to come over to our house to play? I didn't have enough chatting with him last time when I asked him to sign autographs."

It's okay if Liu Wenshu didn't mention it. As soon as she mentioned Yu Caiwei, she remembered the last New Year's commercial performance.

My own mother actually exposed this piece of shit about her ugly handwriting!

Yu Caiwei excused herself: "The company is very busy recently, so I don't have time."

Liu Wenshu over there said: "Why are you so busy? It only takes a few days to come and have fun."

"I'll tell Wen Rui and ask him not to arrange so many things for you..."

"Okay Mom!" Yu Caiwei hurriedly said, "We'll talk about it when we have the chance. I'm going to take a shower first. Bye and good night~!"

Having said that, Yu Caiwei quickly hung up the phone without waiting for Liu Wenshu's reaction.

The living room returned to silence. Ye Zhiqiu was about to make a few jokes when he met Yu Caiwei's eyes. He accurately captured the shameful and angry look in those pear-shaped eyes and decisively closed his mouth.

There is murderous intent!

Yu Caiwei hummed, lay down on the sofa, put her little feet into Ye Zhiqiu's arms, and said in a muffled voice.

"continue!"

On the second day after the "Chinese Poetry Conference" program was broadcast, everyone still underestimated the influence of this phenomenal program.

The ratings for the previous night were announced, and the premiere had a ratings of 4.56%!

Moreover, this is only through traditional TV channels, and those watched through online channels are not included!
Chapter completed!