Song Qingwan's voice stopped abruptly, and then raised her voice again:
"Fuck, when did my idol become a joke?"
The old man and Lu Junhan were silent for a while, and then said: "...do you have an idol?"
"What are your expressions?" Song Qingwan gave them a blank look,
"What? Is the aunt in her forties breaking the law by chasing stars?"
She eloquently said:
"You guys don't know how popular Qu Sinian is in the entertainment industry now. He has acted in all the classics and won awards. He is also very handsome. Most importantly, he resembles me very much. The ex-boyfriend who died eight hundred years ago. But I can't figure it out, how can I be a joke in his daughter's heart!"
While talking, Song Qingwan looked dissatisfied, and directly took out the phone:
"No, I have to tell Qu Sinian. I will never allow anyone to tarnish my male god's reputation, not even his daughter!"
"..."
Song Qingwan felt refreshed after sending the complaint text message!
Then, turn the information backwards.
After just a glance, her face became stiff.
Seeing this, the old man thought that something important had happened.
Brow slightly wrinkled.
After holding back, I still didn't hold back in the end, and reached out to grab the information:
"What's wrong?"
Even Lu Junhan over there looked over indifferently.
Although the two men didn't think it was a big deal, at most it was just the little girl's house playing games, but Song Qingwan had raised children before, the two men didn't.
Therefore, her expression full of danger made the two inexperienced men have to take care of her.
The old man looked through it over and over again, but couldn't find any major problems—
The only daughter of the Qu family, Qu Qianqian, is three years old this year. Because her parents are in the entertainment industry, she has been in contact with many outsiders since she was a child, and she is relatively precocious and outgoing.
The identity information looks reasonable.
Mom and Dad are not criminals, and the family is also a serious businessman...
No matter how he looked at it, the old man didn't think there was a problem, so he asked in a deep voice, "What problem do you see?"
Song Qingwan's expression was serious: "It's a big problem."
The old man sat upright, with a serious face: "What's the big problem? Could it be that this information is fake?"
"no."
"That-"
Song Qingwan frowned tightly, and after a while, she said with a heavy face:
"Are the little girls so beautiful these days?"
The old man: "..."
Lu Junhan: "..."
The old man was so nervous just now, when he heard her words, he almost didn't come up in one breath, and his voice exploded like thunder:
"What a big deal you are!"
"Why is this not a big problem?" Song Qingwan came back to her senses, pulled the information paper, pointed at Qu Qianqian's photo,
"Look at how beautiful this little girl is! She's ugly, and you can say it's just playing tricks, but Lili must have been seduced by such a pretty little girl!"
"Huh?" The little girl who went back to watch TV in front moved her ears.
As if hearing her own name, she turned her head with a happy face:
"Auntie! Did you just call me Lili?"
"No," Song Qingwan and the old man turned their heads together and said, "Go watch your TV!"
The little girl retracted the sofa aggrievedly: "... oh."
annoying.
Since she fell in love, aunt, father, and great-grandfather don't seem to like to play with her anymore.
Sister Qianqian said that she is very happy to fall in love.