C85 (1/2)

But now, Zhao Musheng's departure brought Su Wangzheng and Zhao Chengcheng a lot of trouble. Not to mention whether Su Wangzheng had the time to cook, but whether she could eat the food had already become a problem. In the end, in order to avoid food poisoning, the mother and son decided to eat instant noodles.

”Orange, are you going to eat red-braised pork ribs or spicy beef?”

”It's spicy beef, it's spicy.”

Upon hearing the reply, Su Wanzheng tore open two bags of instant noodles, placed them into two bowls and filled them with water.

Five minutes later, Su Wangzheng carried the two bowls of instant noodles to the tea table. Zhao Chen put down the newspaper in her hands and sighed helplessly. You're eating instant noodles again today?

Su You's zither naturally noticed Zhao Chen's displeasure, so he calmly said, ”Who wants you to not go out and buy food?”

”Why do I always have to go there?” Zhao Chen asked in response, feeling wronged. Wasn't the matter of cooking and buying food supposed to be handled by his mother?

”Because my face is too familiar. If I were to go out, it would easily cause trouble.” Su Wangzheng said as if it was a matter of course. Then, she casually picked up the newspaper that Zhao Chen had just read.

”Then why don't you agree to calling for takeout?” Zhao Chen continued to grumble as she looked at Su Wanxuan's zither with a wronged expression.

Su Zhizheng shook her head helplessly and said, ”Son, we only have the phone number for Boiled Fish. We can't eat it every day, can we?”

”Your spicy beef noodles are about the same as a boiled fish.” Zhao Chen helplessly continued to mutter in a low voice. Right now, his life consisted of instant noodles in the morning, air in the afternoon and instant noodles in the evening.

”Argh!” ”Yes!” Su Wangzheng suddenly slapped the sofa and stood up with her eyes wide open.

”What's wrong?” He was just complaining just now, but he didn't do anything that the heavens couldn't accept?

”Why did this reporter come up with a fake photo? Do you even have any professional ethics?” Su Wangzheng stared at Lin Feng as he reprimanded him.

When Zhao Chen heard this, she understood what Su Wangzheng was saying, so she asked with a smile, ”Are you talking about the photo of you and Uncle Xiao kissing?”

”You saw it?” Su Zhizheng asked with raised eyebrows.

Zhao Chen answered matter-of-factly, ”Yeah. However, with my intelligence, I was able to tell at a glance that this photo is a PS photo. ”

Su Wangzheng threw down the newspaper and said with hatred in her heart, ”What a bastard. ”Yes, I'm going to complain about him.”

”But it doesn't say that it's you and Uncle Xiao? ”None of them mentioned their name.” Zhao Chen kindly reminded him. It seemed that Su Wangzheng had gone overboard on this matter. She had been a celebrity for so many years, how could she not understand this gossip?

When Su Wangzheng heard Zhao Chen's words, she became even angrier and shouted, ”You've already said Su Ming and his manager, but you're still talking about me?”

”Indeed, there was no indication of it.” Zhao Chen shrugged her shoulders helplessly. How could there be such a profound knowledge of Chinese culture? Just from the way she spoke, she could tell that she really had the ability to keep herself hidden.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. This was probably because most people didn't like to be public figures. Just the slightest movement would cause the society to pay more attention to it. Rumors would make it so that everything would be seen through a magnifying glass. Even if there were no problems, it would become a problem.

You will never understand these troubles if you are not a public figure. Su Wangzheng said excitedly, ”I say, these reporters are really bored. I've already started a relationship with Ou Ziyang, and they're still shooting. Can't we find other news to attract their attention?”

Zhao Chen shrugged helplessly and said in a calm and rational manner, ”Who wants you to be so popular now? ”Now that you're the number one model, the news about your Sesame University is probably even more interesting than the rumors about other celebrities.”

”Why do you sound like you're talking to Ou Ziyang?” Su Wangzheng glanced at Zhao Chen Cheng and sighed. It would be weird to say that the child was too smart. Why did she feel that this child was not her own son, but her own equal? Of course, at this moment, Su Wangzheng had forgotten that Zhao Chen really wasn't her son.

Although Zhao Chen Chen wasn't sure if Su Wangzheng was praising him, he naturally thought she was praising him. Thus, he crossed his legs and said proudly, ”Because we are all men.”

”Little brat.” Su Wangzheng shook her head helplessly as if she had turned white with Zhao Chen. A child of such a young age calling herself a man with such a serious expression? That was laughable.