The Full-scale Boss Has Become the Top Streamer In the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 1215: The filter is too thick as a city wall

Fu Shimo picked up an apple naturally, went into the kitchen to wash his hands, took a fruit knife, and skillfully peeled the apple.

After peeling the apple, cut it into small pieces and hand it to Yan Zhixu.

Mrs. Fu took all this into her eyes, with a look of satisfaction in her eyes.

Not bad, son, do a good job in front of your mother-in-law!

Fu Shimo asked casually, "Mom, how long have you been in Haishi, where do you live these days?"

Hearing her son's question, Mrs. Fu sat upright with her back straight, "It's been three or four days since I've been here, and of course I'm staying in a hotel these few days."

Although Nan Wenshu tried her best to keep herself resting in the Prosperous Courtyard, the couple really loved to sprinkle sugar, and they would be fed dog food whenever they stayed.

Mrs. Fu ignored Fu Shimo, her eyes twitched, and she cleared her throat to talk to Nan Wenshu next to her.

"My dear family, you see that my poor son still knows how to cut fruit now. He was so ignorant of style before, I thought he would be lonely and widowed for the rest of his life."

The more Nan Wenshu looked, the more satisfied Fu Shimo became, "You are too modest, Xiao Fu is so good, how could he be alone for a lifetime?"

Xiao Fu is a good-looking child, has a filial piety, and has a stable job. The key is that Mr. Yan spent a year or two in Jiu'an Hospital before being hospitalized. He has a deep understanding of Xiao Fu's temperament.

On the other hand, his own Asu, although he looks good, is a member of the entertainment industry. He used to have a lot of black material, and he even chased after Xiaobailian.

Mrs. Fu waved her hand and looked at Yan Zhixu with a kind face, and her mouth was a series of compliments, "Axu is really outstanding. Not only is he beautiful, he also has excellent acting skills, and his IQ is excellent..."

The compliments were endless, and what they said was a sincere and sincere attitude, which made Nan Wenshu feel inexplicably overwhelmed.

So the two of them came and went like this, and they touted each other's business.

After touting for about half an hour, Mrs. Fu got up and left with Fu Shimo, and returned to the Royal Mountain Palace next to her.

Only Yan Zhixu and her daughter were left in the huge living room.

Nan Wenshu took a sip of water to moisten her throat, with strong approval in her eyes, and gave a high evaluation without hesitation.

"Mrs. Fu is good. She has a good heart and a good heart. The key is that her eyes are not very good. The filter for you is like a city wall. If you have such a mother-in-law, you will get along well in the future."

Nan Wenshu knocked on the table, and suddenly put away the hippie smile on her face, showing a solemn look.

She raised her hand and patted Yan Zhixu's shoulder, and said earnestly, "Although that is what you said, you must remember that you were raised in the hands of our Yan family and Nan family, and you are yours. If anyone bullies you, don't hold back no matter what the identity of the other party is, our family will always be your strongest backing."

Some people say that a married girl has no family, only her husband's family who can't get in and her parents' family who can't go back, but their families are different.

The Yan family's children are still in the Yan family even after they get married, and no one can bully them unscrupulously.

Hearing Nan Wenshu's remarks, Yan Zhixu's brows were filled with a slight smile.

Her almond eyes gleamed with warmth, and she stared earnestly at the mother who raised and raised her in front of her.

Yan Zhixu lightly opened her red lips, "Mom, I know."

After Mom finished speaking, she stepped forward and hugged Nan Wenshu, "Mom, thank you."

Thank you for your dedication to raising me and growing up, I am very fortunate to be your daughter.

"fool."

Mother and daughter say thank you.

With a strong smile on Nan Wenshu's face, she raised her hand and stroked Yan Zhixu's smooth hair.

Looking at the daughter in front of her with a slightly dazed expression, time flew by, and her daughter was already so old.