国产三级农村妇女系列

The Wheatley family’s discussion about gifts had led the topic of the Li family’s livestream. Everyone wondered how many gifts the three children would buy and who would they buy it for.

Lin Wan, who already knew about the mission, did not have much hope, even though she had three stepsons. The live comments were waiting to see Lin Wan embarrass herself.

[If the three children of the Li family don’t buy any gifts for Lin Wan, won’t she be embarrassed?]

[Does Lin Wan even care?]

[I don’t think Lin Wan cares about gifts.]

[Whose side are you on? Why do you sound like you’re speaking up for Lin Wan?]

[Will she get a gift?]

[Hard to say. The children obviously prefer spending time with her nowadays.]

[Where did you even see the children preferring to spend time with her? It is obviously only the little Cub.]

[Don’t bring any more hate to Li Zexuan.]

[Shut up, you damn spy.]

Anyone who spoke up for Lin Wan in the live comments was attacked by the crowd.

Lin Wan was a little worried but not very much. She didn’t force herself to go out of her way to participate in the activities just for her stepsons to like her. She knew that if her stepsons had a choice, they would have her pack up and leave this show, let alone buy her a gift.

They didn’t want anything to do with one another. They just wanted to go about their own way without interfering in each other’s path.

The little girl held the violin signed by Li Zexuan and played it over and over again.

“Do you like Li Zexuan that much?” Song Jing asked as she sat down beside her daughter.

“Yes, didn’t Auntie Wendy say that brother Xuanxuan is my idol? Mom, were you good friends with Auntie Lin when you were young? If you two are good friends, does that mean I can be good friends with brother Xuanxuan, too?”

Song Jing was stunned at first, then she put her arm around her daughter’s shoulders. “Yes, I guess so. You are so outstanding that anyone would want to be your friend. You can do it!”

“Then mom, you have to build a good relationship with Auntie Lin. That way, I can see brother Xuanxuan more often.”

Her daughter’s words sent a chill down her spine. ‘Did the sons of Li family inherit their father’s traits?’ Song Jing wondered. ‘Would Li Zexuan also fall in love with someone ten years younger than him?’ She didn’t want her daughter to be like Lin Wan, a stepmother to someone else’s children.

“Anan, you work hard in your own way. Maybe someday you will be on the level of Li Zexuan. Build your own way. That way he will respect you and you two might meet more often without your mother doing it for you.”

Anan didn’t fully understand what her mother meant but she nodded her head.

“I understand, mom. You’re saying that people with good grades like to be friends with people with good grades. I’ll work hard.” Anan began to play the violin.

[Anan is Xuanxuan’s fangirl. It’s verified.]

[Little Anan, you’re also very outstanding. You don’t need to look up to anyone.]

[Songsong’s answer is also good. Although, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with a child chasing stars.]

[Song Jing is such a gentle mother.]

[When I was chasing Andy Lau, my mother tore the poster on my door and replaced it with a literary star. It was a nightmare for me.]

[I also secretly stuck the sticker of my idol in my stationery box. My mom caught me and threw the stationery box away.]

[If my mom encouraged me like this, I would at least be an 18th-tier actress now.]

[Tsk. I thought you were going to say second or third-tier actors.]

[I almost laughed to death. The literary star is not bad. We’re the same type of mother in the same world.]

The Anan family’s livestream room was all about how to properly chase after stars.

The Festival Group watched the bullet comments and saw they were all very positive. She was indeed a good mother.

In Xiao Yi’s house, Xia Mo, who had mastered the Napoleon cake, hummed happily. She was in a good mood.

“Mom, do you regret not registering?” Xiao Yi asked as he massaged his mother’s shoulders.

“There’s still the second half of the year, right? What’s there to regret? I was a frog at the bottom of a well in the past. I’ve decided to spend another half a year to further my studies and make full preparations. I’ll strive not only to get first place, but also to print the participating desserts on the baking books.” Xia Mo found a new direction.

“Further studies? You’re going to study?” Xiao Yi realized that she was not working on a new dessert with her employees this time.

“Yes, I want to take someone as my mentor.” Xia Mo placed both her hands on the stone table, her almond-shaped eyes burning with fighting spirit.

“Who is it?” Xiao Yi didn’t know that Lin Wan had come by when he was sleeping and was confused about his mother’s reaction.

[Is Xia Mo saying that she wants to be a disciple? She’s a famous dessert chef. Who else does she need to be her mentor?]

[You’ll learn as long as you live. The mother of a top student must also pay attention to her studies.]

[Teacher Xia, are you considering taking on an apprentice? I want to learn baking, please teach me in the livestream room.]

[Previous poster, you’re just thinking of using teacher Xia’s skills for free.]

[Hahahaha, we’re just sharing our skills.]

[Even if she tells you the ingredients and steps, you won’t be able to make it taste the same.]

[Yes, yes, I’ve read a lot of baking books. Every time I bake, I follow every step, and it still doesn’t come out right.]

Xia Mo had promised Lin Wan that she wouldn’t tell anyone. “Still not decided. Son, go and play with your father for a while.”

“Fine. Dad is still slacking off. I’ll go help him.” Xiao Yi knew that his mother did not like to be disturbed when she was making desserts, so he obediently walked out.

[Xia Mo, please look at the bullet comments. Can you do a livestream? I want to learn.]

[My child loves cake, but I’m always worried about buying it from outside. I want to make it myself too.]

[Ms. Xia, Song Jing will be livestreaming on her makeup tonight. Do you want to consider making desserts?]

[Director, I strongly urge that the task tomorrow should be for mothers to broadcast their own unique skills.]

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[That sounds great.]

The director always kept someone to record the most popular request in the bullet comments. This proposal was indeed good. The director called for a meeting and started to work on the task.

At Tutu’s house, Xu Xiaoxiao walked to the door to take a look. Finally, at four, Su Wei arrived with his suitcase.

When the man saw Xu Xiaoxiao, he started running toward her.

“Xiaoxiao, I’m back.” Su Wei held Xu Xiaoxiao’s hand, and they kissed in front of the camera.

[Su Wei’s back! Wow, isn’t the meeting very sweet? Do you guys still remember when Li Yanchen first appeared?]

[Why does every topic have to bring Lin Wan up?]

[Have you guys seen Li Yanchen and Lin Wan holding hands?]

[No, they really don’t. The previous poster’s words have woken me up. So, are they shy or just not very close?]

[It’s no wonder Lin Wan wanted to drink goji berry. Li Yanchen must be looking down on her.]

[I don’t think so. Li Yanchen is pretty protective of her.]

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[This is Tutu’s live broadcast room. Can you stop spamming it with Lin Wan? Tutu is awake.]