Pampered to Heaven by RIch Husband

At night, Li's house.

"Lu's bid was successful."

Elder Li wearing a Chinese tunic suit, sitting on the Eight Immortal Chair, knocked heavily on the ground with his crutches, making a dull sound: "Li Xiuyuan, tell me, what have you done in your life!"

As soon as he said this, the people in the hall looked at each other and did not dare to speak out.

There was only one man with a handsome face that was a bit wicked and took a step forward, poured a cup of tea for Old Man Li, and brought it to him: "Grandpa, your blood pressure is high, don't be angry with my dad."

"I have obtained the land in Yucheng."

Hearing what he said, Old Man Li gave him a surprised look, his face looked much better, took a sip of the tea, looked at him and sighed: "Zhichen, if your father were like you, it would be great."

Li Xiuyuan kept his head down, his back trembled slightly, and his hands slowly squeezed into fists. He did not let go of his hands until the end of the family meeting.

He remembered that anonymous call, Li Zhichen, is it really his child? Regardless of his looks and abilities, Li Zhichen is not like him at all, but like...

"Dad, don't worry about Grandpa's words. If it weren't for Lu Zixiao to catch Feng Yubai's daughter this time, he would not have won this project." Li Zhichen followed Li Xiuyuan and said in a low voice.

But Li Xiuyuan just glanced back at him, and left without saying anything.

His father had never been so indifferent to him.

I don't know why, Li Zhichen has a bad premonition, just like the dullness before the storm, depressing people to breathe.

It was almost twelve o'clock when he got home. He looked at Gu Yao who was sleeping on the bed and sighed tiredly.

When Gu Yao woke up the next day, Li Zhichen was still asleep. She pushed Li Zhichen's arm, and the man woke up from his sleep with a hoarse voice: "What's wrong with Yaoyao?"

Gu Yao leaned her head on him: "Director Skechers wanted to invite Simon Lane to be the male lead, but his salary was 12 million US dollars."

Li Zhichen was in a rare silence. He couldn't hold back Gu Yao's request last time. He lost 300 million yuan in his investment in Fenghua, and his uncles were already quite critical.

"What do you mean?"

After a long time, he asked.

Gu Yao gently shook his arm: "Simon Lane is the hottest actor in Hollywood. With him joining, new movies will definitely sell well."

"It's all up to you."

Li Zhichen got out of bed, but still couldn't bear to refuse Gu Yao's request: "Today I have an appointment with Richard Mountain from Yanqi Company. I can't accompany you."

"I want to go to class today."

Gu Yao's tone was obviously joyful. At her level, there were very few things that could make her feel happy.

Because the person in the class is Professor Fu.

For her, this is not only an opportunity to improve her acting skills, but also an honor and an honor to prove her excellence.

After the stylist finished the styling, she put on her hat and sunglasses, and sat in the car heading for Beiying in a low-key manner with her assistant.

Gu Yao sat in the car, closed her eyes and rested. When she opened her eyes, she could already vaguely see the school gate of Beiying.

"Fuck, the one in front is Ferrari!"

Suddenly, the driver spoke in astonishment.

The assistant smiled, and she put away her phone: "Ferrari is expensive? The Rolls Ros you drive now costs five million."

Passing the sidewalk, the driver slowed down. He watched the car in front more closely. After confirming that he had read it correctly, he said with envious expression: "That's a Ferrari Veneno. There are only five cars in the world, and the price is hundreds of millions."

When he said this, Gu Yao couldn't help but look up at the car in front of him.

The assistant glanced at Gu Yao and raised the volume: "How can ordinary Beijing Film students have so much money, what if the price is hundreds of millions, it is nothing more than proof that they have a wealthy benefactor."

Gu Yao shook her head: "Not many people can afford this car."

An absurd thought suddenly appeared in her heart: "It's not Cheng Youran, right?"

The assistant quickly retorted: "Why is she in the mood to come to Beiying? Now she is saying on Weibo that Lu Zixiao is afraid that she has fallen in love with Feng Tiantian, and that the two families of Lu Feng are about to marry."

She turned to a long Weibo that she had read before, and handed the phone to Gu Yao, who took the phone.

[Entertainment Lao Niang Uncle] I’ve repeatedly said that when you look at gossip, you can’t just look at the surface. I will give you a stroke. Lu Zixiao went to the hospital yesterday morning, and Feng Tiantian announced that he would join the group in the afternoon. Today, both Lu and Feng have reached a cooperation. Isn't it obvious?

[Fox call] Damn, I understand. Feng Tiantian and Lu Zixiao obviously have a leg. Lu Zixiao is an emotional booster when he enters the hospital.

[One punch and one blame] The old lady is really good, I didn't expect to go together with these few news

Gu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and returned the phone to the assistant, with a sympathetic tone: "Maybe she doesn't know anything yet."

The assistant put the phone in the bag and sighed: "That's even worse."

At this time, Cheng Youran was sitting in the car and reading the novel. Even through the thick windshield, she could feel the gazes from all directions.

Mr. Lu lives in Donghai City. When he comes to Beijing, he attends important events and high-level banquets. The cars parked are the most expensive.

When she just got off the plane, she was shocked by the Ferrari Veneno and asked if there were other cars. The driver apologized to his wife that it was the cheapest.

Cheng Youran:...

She should continue to read novels.

She was fascinated by it, and Xiao Su, who was sitting next to her, couldn't help but ask: "Sister Youran, what novel are you so fascinated by?"

Xiao Su Shuhuang has been around for a while, and now she can't find any novels she can read. Apart from working on the set every day, she helps Cheng Youran hang up and upgrade, which is really boring.

Cheng Youran turned to look at Xiao Su. She kept trying to glance at her phone. Cheng Youran immediately covered the phone and coughed: "Just... ordinary novels."

"Ancient or modern language?"

Xiao Su asked very professionally.

After recalling the content, Cheng Youran decided not to answer.

Seeing Cheng Youran remained silent, Xiao Su opened his eyes wide, and leaned in to ask, "Is it a gangbang?"

Cheng Youran turned his face to look at the window, without speaking.

"Isn't it... Lily?"

Xiao Su got up from the seat in surprise, and hit the roof of the car with her head straight. She sat down with a pain.

While rubbing her head, she lowered her voice to show her loyalty: "Sister Youran, I don't know anything! I won't tell Mr. Lu."

Cheng Youran:...

"Madam, here it is."

Cheng Youran took the phone in her hand, opened the map of Gaode, and walked towards the agreed classroom.

Today was the weekend. Most of the classrooms were empty and there were not many people. She found the classroom without much effort.

She opened the door, and Professor Fu had not come yet.

Cheng Youran randomly found a seat and sat down, Xiao Su went to the bathroom, she quietly opened Old Ford, and continued to read the previous novel.

"Feng Tiantian looked at Lu Zixiao, who was lying on the hospital bed, with a pale face. Her heart seemed to be held by an invisible hand. She couldn't breathe. She wanted to tell him that she loved him, but she couldn't..."

She opened Weibo today and found that Lu Zixiao's Feng Tiantian love affair was exposed on the hot search. This is not a big deal. Actually, some colleagues quickly coded their rich and sadomasochistic articles.

She sneered at the time, ready to take a critical look at the same humanities, but she couldn't stop looking at it.

Why is it broken here?

When Cheng Youran saw the novel at the end, she turned off her cell phone reluctantly.

Suddenly, the door opened.

There was a sound of fine high heels stepping on the floor, followed by a familiar female voice: "Cheng Youran, why are you?"

Cheng Youran turned his head, it turned out to be Gu Yao: "What a coincidence, are you coming to class too?"

Gu Yao frowned slightly. She had never thought that there would be a second person here, especially, this person was Cheng Youran.

She nodded lightly and found a place to sit down. After a while, Professor Fu also came.

A student in a white shirt helped him hold the computer and turned on the projector for him. He couldn't help but look at Gu Yao and Cheng Youran before turning around one step at a time.

"What is a good performance?"

Professor Fu clicked on the slide.

...

The white shirt walked out of the school building and posted a post on the school forum "Shock! Professor Fu personally taught Gu Yao and Cheng Youran on the second floor of the North.

It hasn't been long since his post was published, and there were dozens of posts.

[Fruit wine] Really or fake, they haven’t been in the same frame in years, right?

[Grandpa KFC] North 2nd floor, okay, I’ll be here

[Pan Shao Bao] I am here too, I don’t care about Gu Yao, I just want to ask Cheng Youran if I know about her husband and Feng Tiantian

An hour passed quickly, and Gu Yao glanced at Cheng Youran while looking at the heads surging outside the classroom.

The news of her arrival did not tell any reporters.

The assistant whispered: "She wants to be popular too. She dares to make small moves in front of Professor Fu."

Gu Yao glanced at Cheng Youran, who was sitting upright, and frowned imperceptibly.

The three-hour course was particularly long. When it finally came to an end, she walked to Professor Fu, took the initiative to organize the computer and manuscripts for Professor Fu, and asked in a low voice: "Professor Fu, can I ask you something."

Professor Fu took off his reading glasses, looked at Cheng Youran who was still in his seat and asked, "Is it related to Cheng Youran?"

Gu Yao nodded, and said warmly, "I think I have a different foundation from her, is it better to have separate classes?"

"Do you think these things are too simple?"

Professor Fu asked calmly.

"Professor, I didn't mean that." Gu Yao was shocked and hurriedly denied.

"You don't want to act in front of me."

Professor Fu had a full view of Gu Yao's expression, and he shook his head: "You have to know what a good performance is before you know how to perform, or else you can put everything on the director?"

Gu Yao lowered her head. Today's course belongs to the appreciation class, which is the most basic performance class. If it were not for the care of Cheng Youran, she would not believe that Professor Fu would arrange it in this way.

"Since you don't want to go to class with Cheng Youran, I won't force it." Fu Ping picked up the computer.

There was no hope of getting consent. Gu Yao raised her head abruptly when she heard these words. She didn't know what to say, her tone choked a little: "Professor Fu, thank you so much."

"Don't come to class from now on."

Fu Ping opened the door. He had only planned to accept Cheng Youran as a student.

Gu Yao stopped where she was, her hands and feet were cold, and a sense of humiliation rose from the bottom of her heart. She almost tried her best to walk back to her seat.

After walking around quietly, she said lightly: "Are you very proud of it now?"

Cheng Youran finished her notes and videos without paying attention to what happened on the podium.

What are you proud of?

She stared at Gu Yao weirdly.

"Do you know that your husband and Feng Tiantian are together?"

When Gu Yao said these words, her heart was very happy, but her tone was still gentle and gentle, like a friend chatting.

At this moment, Cheng Youran's cell phone rang. She saw that it was a push from Old Ford. Lu Zixiao and Feng Tiantian's fanarts were updated...