Entertainment: I Just Want To Get Rid Of My Aunt’s Curse

95 pounds is the red line!

Once this number is exceeded.

Yang Mi has to go on a crazy diet and exercise to lose weight.

Otherwise, it is possible to break through the death line of 100!

Yang Mi grabbed her hair in collapse and roared: "Oh my god, 96 pounds! What happened these days?"

"I just ate the food you cooked, didn't I just indulge a little bit? The meat is served so fast, why are you raising pigs here?"

Lu Yan joked: "Then I'll call you Auntie Pig from now on."

"Fuck you, I really regret living with you."

Lu Yan spit out the tea in her mouth on the spot.

Living together?

What the hell!

Celebrities are indeed uneducated.

But it’s not so culturally poor that you don’t understand the meaning of living together, right?

In Lu Yan's situation, it is slightly better than renting a house, because he doesn't have to pay rent.

Let's live together!

Living in the same house is called cohabitation?

There are too many people who have lived with Lu Yan.

"I seriously doubt that whoever becomes your wife in the future will really be treated like a pig by you."

"Especially during the confinement period, if you just eat and can't move, your weight will keep rising. It's so scary!"

Lu Yan smiled evilly and said, "I can find a wife who is not as good as you."

Yang Mi rolled her eyes.

"Am I good at eating it? It's just because you, the stinky guy, made it so delicious that you got a little greedy."

"I changed my mind. Stop being my entertainer. Be my personal chef."

"The annual salary is doubled to 2 million! Comes with a car and a house, five insurances and one housing fund."

Lu Yan asked: "Is she worthy of my wife? If so, I can consider changing careers."

He was obviously flirting with her.

But Boss Yang was honest and straightforward.

"I don't have time to find you a wife. Don't you like Auntie? If you don't mind, I'll be your wife."

Lu Yan took a sip of tea to calm down.

"Really? Then I really don't have to film anymore, the boss is mine. It's good to be a full-time househusband."

Yang Mi arched her nose and hummed: "What a beautiful idea! Who wants to be your wife?"

"I've only been working for a few days, and I haven't brought any profit to the company, so I want to pry the boss away. Is there such a good thing in the world?"

"Fortunately, you will join the cast for filming tomorrow. Otherwise, if I spend a few more days with you, my figure will be out of shape. You can make a supper later and have a couple of drinks with me."

Night snack?

Lu Yan is really unexpected.

Boss Yang, who always attaches great importance to body shape, has exceeded the red line in weight.

How dare you have a midnight snack!

Is this a plan to ruin it?

"Aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

Yang Mi sighed: "Of course I'm afraid. But you don't know, even though I am a rich woman with a lot of money, I also have a lot of worries."

"The pressure of filming is very high, the whole Internet is slandering me, and the public opinion is weighing me down."

"In the company, I still have to fight with Zeng Jia and Zhao Ruoyao, and there are many artists below who are clamoring to quit."

"In the past, my way to relieve stress was to play games and buy shopping! Now I find that eating the food you cooked is also a good way."

"Anyway, I'm already fat as a ball, so I don't miss this meal. If you drink with me and let me pour out my bitterness, it will be considered as a practice for you."

"You will get about 1 million for the film's salary. The money will be in your account the day after the filming officially starts."

Lu Yan said calmly: "Okay, wife, I'll go stir-fry some vegetables."

The word wife melted Yang Mi's heart.

She was single for more than thirty years.

Starting out as a child star, he struggled all the way to reach the position of a capitalist.

This little delicate body endured countless pains alone.

No matter how powerful she is and how strong her personality is, she still needs a man to pamper her.

The title of my wife is too damaging to her.

Yang Mi was in a daze for a while, and it took her a long time to return to normal.

"Who...who allowed you to call me wife? It's not as pleasant as aunt."

Lu Yan said innocently: "You just said you wanted to be my wife. Do you think I am willing to have you?"

Yang Mi went crazy for a while.

"I'm talking about what if! Do you understand?"

Lu Yan nodded solemnly: "I understand, if my wife."

Yang Mi:......

Isn't this guy too shameless?

but.

Why do these words of "wife" sound so comfortable!

After calming down, Yang Mi warned: "From now on, in front of outsiders, you can only call me sister Mi or boss."

"You're not allowed to call me aunt, let alone my wife! When it's just the two of us... you can yell whatever you like, but I'll pretend I didn't hear you and I won't bother to pay any attention to you."

This is obviously a tacit consent for Lu Yan to call her wife.

As soon as she said this, Yang Mi regretted it.

Think back to what you just did.

She found it incredible.

A new employee who has only been on the job for a few days.

Did she actually allow him to call her wife?

Is she still the boss Yang whose eyes are higher than Mount Everest and who doesn't look down on any top elite man?

Isn’t that too nonsense?

"This stinky guy Lu Yan is really poisonous. I won't fall into his hands, right?"