"Well, I'll be fine. It's just a joke." Jolo quickly echoed her words, warm at the bottom of his heart, because his own mother did not care for her so much.

"I can't do jokes. I'll be scared when I hear that." Han's mother will never forget the moment when her little son had an accident. She felt that the whole day was going to collapse.

That's why I especially taboo these bad words, which will make her suffer the domination of fear again.

Joro nodded. "I'll never make such a joke again."

Seeing that his mother-in-law was so serious, Qiao Luo also thought of something, so he felt guilty and felt that these things were caused by himself.

"Are you going to the fashion festival?" Leng binglian sensed her depression and quickly turned away from the topic.

"There seems to be an invitation, but there's no sponsorship for dresses or anything." Jolo said blankly, if she didn't mention it, she forgot it.

Leng binglian frowned, "didn't your team tell you about the dress? It hasn't been a few days. "

"No, I always go my own way. I seldom let assistants follow me." Jolo thinks that it's absolutely easy to be his assistant. He has some personal time.

Because she was used to it, there were few assistants around her.

"Didn't you take two high luxury? They should sponsor you. You can ask vice president Han later! It is said that this kind of thing is approached by the company. " Leng binglian had already got the brand sponsorship two days ago, so she was so worried about Qiao Luo.

"It's OK. I'm not a big shot. Just wear it casually, so as not to say who I want to crush." The most annoying thing about giolo is the media playing with rhythm.

It is clear that two people with different styles have to let netizens choose a winner.

What's the difference? Different looks, different statures, different styles of clothes. If you can push your sister, you can push her.

"The rhythm of the marketing number is the most annoying." Leng binglian doesn't like this either. She compares herself with others every day. Originally, there was nothing between the two sides, but as soon as her fans tore her apart, it became a lot of embarrassment to meet her.

"It's not. Fortunately, we don't care about each other. Otherwise, we won't be able to be friends any more according to our fans." Qiao Luo's coffee position is relatively low. If she comes across a marketing number to compare with Leng binglian, her fans will say that it's touch porcelain to mention coffee and that she can't live without her goddess.

To tell the truth, she is really helpless, because she is a person who doesn't like to hype, and she doesn't want to compare with anyone else. She just wants to shoot safely.

"I'm sorry! My family has some irrational fans. " Leng binglian said that she must have seen Qiao Luo scolded.

Joro waved his hand indifferently. "Hi! What are you talking about? It's not your fault. "

"Fans pay for their behavior, idols pay for it, so I should apologize to you instead of them." Leng binglian knows that there are always a small number of people who speak very badly. They just mean little things, such as overstepping the ranks, touching porcelain, eating ugly and so on. It's the one who directly orders the wax P portrait that can't bear it.

"Puchi! Then I have to apologize to you. After all, there are irrational fans on both sides. " Jolo was amused by her. Thinking about these fans, sometimes they really like to pick things up. Originally, they didn't have anything to do with each other, but they didn't dare to interact with each other.

I'm afraid I'll be told that I'm hot and hypocritical.

So people! Always love to use their own narrow mind, to locate others.

"Ha ha! We are so hard. " Leng binglian finished, and they laughed.

Han's mother raised her head and looked at them. There was a kind smile on her face, but she didn't say anything.

Looking at the two of them, she was relieved to have such a good time. At least Lolo didn't feel as bad as she did a few days ago.

"What are you laughing at? So happy. " Han Fu heard the laughter coming in, and then he nodded to Leng binglian.

"Dad, we're talking about our fans." Joro looked up and responded with a big smile on his face.

"Hello, uncle." Leng binglian got up and said hello respectfully.

"Sit down, sit down! Don't be so formal. It's like being at home. " Han's father waved his hand and told her not to be too polite.

Leng binglian smiles, "OK."

"Go on! I'm out of it. " Han's father thinks that this is their women's world, and that it's hard for them to let go and talk when they are here.

"Dad, can I help you make tea?" Asked Joro enthusiastically.

"No, you can play! I can make it myself. " Han's father went out and just met his son.

"Dad, don't you mean to stay two more days?" As soon as han zi saw him, he asked curiously.

"It wasn't because of you that your mother came back early because she didn't trust Lolo." Han Fu said and glared at him.

"I can handle it myself." Han zi frowned and didn't understand what they were worried about. Didn't he believe in his ability?Han's father frowned, "I know you can solve it, but you know your mother's personality. She really likes Lolo and is afraid that she will be wronged."

"I know." Han zi nodded and did not refute anything.

"Lolo has brought his friends back. Go and have a look!" Han Fu said, back up his hand, went outside, and probably went to Taiji again.

Han zi looked at him, then walked to the kitchen.

Inside, a burst of laughter, do not know what to say happy things.

"Can I help you?" Han Zidu's eyes, swept everyone.

"Vice President Han." Leng binglian said hello and saw him, a little nervous.

"Well!" Han zi nodded and said, "why didn't you see the wind? Didn't you ask him to come?"

"Oh! I forgot. Why don't you call? " When Joro finished, she patted her forehead. She really forgot.

Han zi nodded, "OK."

Then he turned and went out.

When Han Zidu called, Feng was on his way home.

"What's the matter?" The tone of the wind is not very friendly.

"Would you like to have dinner at my house?" Han zi doesn't say Leng binglian is there, but just asks if he wants to come.

"No, I'm going home." The wind refused directly.

Han zi cold hook under the corner of the mouth, "Oh! Are you sure you won't come? "

"Sure, I don't speak alien language! It's so hard to understand? " The wind didn't have a good temper, and he didn't even bother to be perfunctory. He didn't know where Hanzi had offended him.

"All right! I told Miss Leng, "you don't want to come here." Han zi is not slow to such a sentence, and then wait for the plot to reverse.

Sure enough, there was a quick voice.

"What did you say? Binglian is at your house. "

Damn, he should have thought that he had already gone home? But I didn't expect that I was still with giolo.

"I didn't say anything. Would you like to come?" Han zi said that and hung up directly.

The wind frowned, then suddenly turned around, and the car went to hanzidu's villa.

Just trust him for a while! If you dare to cheat yourself, you will make him look good in the future.

However, what he didn't expect was that his parents were all here, which was embarrassing, because he came over empty handed and didn't buy any gifts.

"Hello, uncle and aunt." Feng nodded and said hello respectfully. After that, he glared at Han Zidu angrily. The bastard didn't tell him that there were elders at home.