Zhou Hanruo's idea is very bold, but it is not without feasibility.

She sat behind the large table and said while turning the carbon pen in her hand.

""Little Sweet" is a popular IP, and it is already very popular, and there is no need to over-hype. Considering the traffic, Zhou Kai is already a traffic star and does not need the support of the heroine.

In this case, it is better to boldly enable newcomers, which will easily attract the public and become a hot topic of attention and discussion.

Another point is that the low pay for new actors can save a lot of money for post-production, and improve the quality and texture of the film.

Of course, I am an amateur. These are just my personal opinions, and I need your suggestions even more."

Zhou Hanruo was always very polite and polite when talking to Su Jing. Su Jing smiled and nodded, "What you said is very feasible, I agree."

"Then it's decided for the time being, let the protagonist shoot the promotional poster first, and the Public Relations Department cooperates with the official announcement and conducts preliminary publicity."

After Zhou Hanruo finished speaking, he put the information in his handbag and took off the windbreaker jacket hanging beside him.

"Get off work early?"

Su Jing asked.

"Um."

Zhou Hanruo nodded and said with a smile: "Where can I feel at ease with a man at home to take care of his children."

Su Jing opened his eyes wide in surprise, and shock and doubt were about to flow out of his eyes.

If Zhou Han is Mr. Tang’s woman, this is obvious.

Tang Jiyang transferred her over to Zhou Hanruo as a pawn, and he was almost talking about their relationship clearly.

But Su Jing was so well-informed that he had never heard of Tang Jiyang having children. However, Zhou Hanruo had just returned from abroad, and few people knew whether he had a marriage history.

Could it be Zhou Hanruo and someone else's child?

Then how much Tang Jiyang loved her would be willing to raise children for other men.

Although he was full of doubts, Su Jing was a smart person and knew what to ask and what not to ask.

“It’s really unreliable for men to take care of children.”

Su Jing just echoed casually.

Zhou Hanruo drove home and as soon as he entered the door, he heard Tongtong's cheerful laughter.

Tang Jiyang picked up his son from the floor and was about to go to the bathroom to wash his hands, but Zhou Hanruo came back.

When Tongtong saw her mother, she immediately twisted her little body, broke free from Tang Jiyang's arms, and rushed into Zhou Hanruo's arms like a small cannonball.

"Mother."

Zhou Hanruo squatted down and shaved his son's little nose with a smile, "Why do you think you're like a little cat?"

Tongtong's clothes were covered with paint, and even a piece of red paint was rubbed on her little face. Looking at Tang Jiyang standing in the center of the living room, her snow-white shirt was rubbed with red and green, and it turned into a flower shirt.

Not only the two of them, but the sofas, curtains and floors in the living room were not spared.

Zhou Hanruo couldn't help but reach out to hold his forehead. It's not reliable for men to take care of children, it's simply unreliable.

Zhou Hanruo changed his shoes, took off his coat, and led Tongtong into the house, "Big Cat and Little Cat, go and wash it."

Tang Jiyang reached out to carry Tongtong over and walked around the place. The little guy hugged his father's neck and giggled again.

"Little cat, go take a shower with dad."

Tang Jiyang hugged his son and walked straight into the bathroom.

Then, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Zhou Hanruo walked into the cloakroom, changed into home clothes, and then found the clothes for them to change for the father and son.

She walked to the bathroom door with her clothes, reached out and knocked on the door, "Jiyang, have you washed?"

"No."

Tongtong said in a crisp voice.

"Okay, I'll put my clothes at the door."

Zhou Hanruo packed the clothes in a bag and hung them on the door handle of the bathroom, and then went downstairs to help Sister Li pick vegetables.

After the food was put on the table, Tang Jiyang and Tongtong had not yet gone downstairs.

Zhou Hanruo knocked on the bathroom door again, "Have you not washed it yet?

Do you want help?”

"Xiaozhou, come in."

Tang Jiyang's voice came from the bathroom.

Zhou Hanruo pushed the door and walked into the bathroom, and Tang Jiyang was helping Tongtong wear clothes.

The bathroom was in a mess, the water in the bathtub was overflowing all over the floor, the baby's toiletries were scattered around the bathtub, and the bathing toys were thrown all over the floor, which could be described as a terrible sight.

A big man was in a hurry when he was bathing his child for the first time. Zhou Hanruo looked at him clumsyly dressing Tongtong and couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips.

After Zhou Hanruo helped him dress the child together, he carried the little guy downstairs and handed him over to Sister Li.

Then, Zhou Hanruo walked into the bathroom again and planned to clean up the battlefield.

When she pushed the door and entered the bathroom, Tang Jiyang had just taken off her top, revealing her strong and well-decorated chest.

Zhou Hanruo's cheeks were slightly red, and he subconsciously lowered his head, "You wash first, I'll come in and clean up later."

She turned around and wanted to leave, but Tang Jiyang grabbed her arm.

He pressed her against the wall on one side with a little force.

The walls are inlaid with exquisite patterns, which makes the touch cool.

Zhou Hanruo reached out to his chest, blushed, and looked up at him.

Tang Jiyang curled up the corners of his lips, his smile mixed with a hint of evil, "Wash together?"

"Stop making trouble..." Zhou Hanruo's words of resistance were as soon as he said that he had sealed his lips.

Four lips are pressed against each other, and the kiss is gentle and lingering.

As soon as Zhou Hanruo's arm wrapped around his neck, he heard the sound of scratching the door vaguely outside the bathroom, followed by the sound of slapping the door, and then Tong Tong's milky voice, "Mom, mom open the door, it's time to have a meal."

It turned out that the little guy went upstairs to call his mother for dinner. Because he was short and couldn't open the door, he was too anxious to scratch the door and slap the door.

Tang Jiyang's body froze slightly, let her go helplessly, turned around to open the door.

The bathroom door opened, and the little guy rushed in and hugged Zhou Hanruo's thighs directly.

"Mom, hug."

Zhou Hanruo picked up his son from the ground, took him out of the bathroom, looked back at Tang Jiyang, and said with a smile: "Be good, wash yourself, go downstairs to have a meal after washing."

Although Tang Jiyang did not look too much on his face, he felt a sense of grievance from head to toe.

After dinner, Tongtong happily pulled Zhou Hanruo to admire the masterpiece he drew with his father.

A two and a half years old child can't hold his pen, so of course he can't expect anything to draw. The drawing boards are basically painted by Tang Jiyang.

Young Master Tang didn't know how to draw, so he just did it casually, and Tongtong did some trouble, so the whole picture looked a bit terrible.

A large red sun, crooked clouds, square houses, and a ball of things, I can't tell what it was.

Although the picture is terrible, Zhou Hanruo could not suppress the enthusiasm of the father and son. He could only go against his will and nodded in praise, "Tongtong's paintings are so good, great, come on."

Tongtong was exaggerated, happy, white and tender fingers pointed at the blurry thing on the picture and said, "Mom, Mom."

Zhou Hanruo: "..." She turned her head and looked at Tang Jiyang, "Don't tell me, this black ball is me."

Tang Jiyang smiled deeply and said, "I can see that you are painting, are you beautiful?"
Chapter completed!