Chapter 197: Criticizing Her to Become Popular!

The Bentley drove to the door, and before it stopped, the butler came out to greet him.

Different from two or three months ago, when Xia Bomin got off the car, two little maids happily surrounded her.

Each one greeted each other shyly.

"Young grandma seems to be beautiful again today."

"We'll all watch your drama at eight o'clock. We've been waiting for a long time."

Before, they were afraid of her scolding people, but now they are obviously more courageous.

Xia Bohol smiled, took the wet towel they handed over, and wiped her hands, "Xiao Li has a cold? Sister Min, the shampoo I recommend you use is still good, right?"

The two little maids nodded immediately, with a halo of happiness on their faces.

Lin Qi, who was left behind, was full of envy.

She also wanted to stay overnight, living under the same roof with such a beautiful wife.

In this way, I can see my sweetheart in the morning, wow, just thinking about it makes me jealous.

"Cough, Assistant Lin," Chen Xin glanced at it speechlessly, "Pay attention to expression management."

Ke Youbin shook his head, "Wipe off the saliva."

Lin Qi covered his mouth, but soon found that there was nothing on his lips, and glared at them fiercely.

On the right side of the car door, Luo Tianlin with a solemn face fell to the ground with long legs, passed them tall and straight, and turned his head coolly, "Is the work done?"

The three suddenly dispersed in a bird-like manner and returned to the car.

And Xia Mint changed into slippers and entered the house, and was shocked on the spot.

Originally a luxurious living room full of stylish leather furniture, today it is filled with all kinds of pink, red and gold balloons.

As soon as you enter the door, there are two large-character couplets of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

On the left is 'new drama explosion', and on the right is 'fans skyrocketing'.

Looking up, there is a horizontal batch of suspected crystal texture - 'red'.

Xia Mint's mouth twitched on the spot.

"Girl is back?" Elder Luo's kind voice came, "Hurry up, come over to Grandpa's place."

Luo Tianlin frowned and lifted the couplet paper in front of his eyes.

"Don't move! I begged Master Zhan Ming to write this, and I went to the eminent monk to open it up! What are you doing?"

The old man Luo slammed his cane and was about to knock it.

Luo Tianlin frowned slightly, "Superstition."

Mr. Luo snorted, didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, took back the crutches, and walked towards Xia Boo affectionately.

"Little girl, your drama is going to be broadcast today. It's a little surprise from grandpa, isn't it unexpected?"

"Well, grandpa is amazing."

Xia Bohol suppressed the small eyes he wanted to look at Luo Tianlin, and suppressed the expression he wanted to laugh.

Luo Tianlin even guessed the dialogue.

"Hey, this is amazing? You haven't seen my grandfather's style back then."

The old man Luo waved his hand modestly, but the old face had grown into a chrysanthemum-like smile, and he couldn't close his mouth, obviously proud of the little girl's praise.

Xia Baobao pursed her lips, unable to hide her smile, "When I was filming, I heard from the staff that there was a play in the crew next door that hasn't aired for three years, and even the big director couldn't do anything about it."

Incorporating real cases, praise becomes particularly sincere.

Sure enough, Mr. Luo's beard was about to curl up when he heard it, "What's the use of those directors!"

Can the district director compare with him?

The old man shook his head, sat down and glanced at Luo Tianlin arrogantly, "Even some brokerage companies with deep pockets, claiming to be the first or second in the industry, have no right to speak on TV!"

Luo Tianlin raised his eyebrows, slowly unbuttoned his suit, and handed it to the housekeeper next to him.

After a generation, the old and the young are going to fight in the air!

Xia Mint covered her cheeks so as not to burst out laughing.

"But Grandpa, I don't actually have a lot of roles." Xia Bomin took time off, took the fruit handed over by Mrs. Zhang, and glanced at the crowd in the living room. Didn't cut me in."

To tell the truth, she was afraid that everyone would expect too much, so she took a precautionary shot first.

But she forgot that after many experiences and trainings, she has long since merged 'Pitiful' and 'Little Bird Yiren' into one body. She doesn't need to take the initiative to stimulate skills. Automatic upper body, natural and unpretentious.

In a word, her voice showed a kind of weakness that others did not have, and she had an aura of "seeking protection" all over her body, and even every strand of hair that fell down became pitiful.

Mr. Luo covered his chest on the spot.

distressed.

"Which bastard invests in, and he doesn't give you extra drama?"