Rebirth: National Crown Prince

  Chapter 122 The good show begins

   "Heer!" Zhang Bangkok, who opened the door, widened his eyes.

  Zhang Bangkok hurriedly rushed over and snatched the blade from Wan Hyuk's hand, preventing the other party from stabbing the maid again.

   "Are you crazy? If you stab this maid to death, you will be imprisoned like your father." Zhang Bangkok looked anxious.

   Wanhyuk's expression softened a lot when he saw that it was Zhang Bangkok.

"Ha! Ever since I knew that my leg could never be cured, my father has abandoned me, and even my lover and children have come to my door. A father like him makes me sick." Wan He looked at Zhang with a grim look. Bangkok said.

Zhang Bangkok sighed faintly, "Heer, listen to my mother, he is still your father no matter what, and our mother and son still need him, otherwise this Wan family will no longer have a place for us, although Now Wan Zexi is in charge of the Wan family, but the Wan family that your father has been in charge of for so many years is naturally capable."

   Watching his mother say these words with an indifferent face, Wan He was slightly startled.

Zhang Bangkok gently touched Wan He's hair, "He'er, mother loves you the most! As for your father..." His eyes flashed a bit of confusion and then became sullen. Her relationship with Wanda Mao has long been She didn't feel that way at the beginning. For so many years, she had looked down on her relationship, and nothing was as important as her son.

"Woohoo ... hissing ..." The maid on the bed sobbing directly, attracting Zhang Bangkok at once.

  Chang Bangkok frowned, "What's wrong with her?"

   Wan He's eyes were light: "I stabbed her, don't worry, she won't die."

   Zhang Bangkok heard the words and glanced at Wan He with somewhat complicated eyes, only to realize that her He Er was completely reborn. Although her whole person was gloomy, she was a lot smarter.

   Looking at the maid who was carried away, Zhang Bangkok said: "Give this maid some hush money later, she dare not say anything, because her handle is still in my hands."

   "I will redeem your father, he is still very useful."

  Wanhe nodded slightly, "Listen to Mommy."

  ——

   three days later.

  Wanda Mao came out.

   He looked at the people around him in a trance, thinking that he had been in prison for so long because of Wan Zexi, he wanted to tear Wan Zexi's body into pieces.

   in the car.

  The young man leaned lazily on the back of the chair, looked at Wanda Mao who came out with cold eyes, the corners of his mouth were raised with a smile that was not a smile, and his fingers were gently rubbing against each other.

   "Let's go!" A thin voice sounded.

  The good show begins.

  ——

  Wan Zexi, the platform Qiuk, searched on the Internet, and it looked pretty good. Wan Zexi didn't want to make any more trouble, so he decided to broadcast live on Qiuk.

  Mo Yu looked at the software with some doubts in his eyes, "Are you going to broadcast live?"

  Wan Zexi nodded slightly, "Well, Xiaohuwei and the others want to watch it, so I plan to start a live broadcast on this platform, but I won't broadcast it often, I can do it when I have time."

  Mo Yu said: "That's good, what are you going to do with the live broadcast?"

  Wan Zexi was slightly startled, then smiled: "I really haven't thought about this, forget it, ask them when the time comes." The end of his eyes was slightly hooked, but there was a trace of doting in his eyes.

   Mo Yu frowned, an inexplicable sour taste came up in his throat, "Don't get used to them too much. As a star, I know best that some fans can't get used to it, or they will be too unreasonable."

  A certain little fox guard/little guard: ………… Are they making trouble for no reason? ?

   "Really?" Wan Zexi was a little surprised. She really didn't understand this. It was the first time she had fans, so she didn't know much about it.

   "Yeah!" Mo Yu replied with a cold and deep voice.

   Hearing this, Wan Zexi pondered, "Well, try not to be so nice to them."

   A certain little fox guard/little guard: …………Wang cry!

   The corners of Mo Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and a faint smile flashed across his eyes.

   Fans: Why are we so pitiful?

   Author: Touch your head, you will be more pitiful in the future, don't worry.

   (end of this chapter)