CHAPTER 370: CHAPTER 370: YEARS OF PEACE

Lu Yunzhou laughed, his demeanor as carefree as a cloud: "Now that the kids have playmates, why don’t we go in and take a look too?"

Fu Sichen’s lips curved slightly, his voice low: "Let’s go. I was thinking the same thing."

The production crew could only watch as they blatantly left the children behind and then the three disappeared into the far end of the house.

Director: "..."

Is this really what I had in mind?!!!

"Director, Director, don’t be angry. After all, this is a romance reality show. In addition to taking care of the kids, they surely also want to see scenes of marital affection."

As for the children, these people had it all figured out.

The production crew had arranged a children’s play area, which was live-streamed throughout, and staff members would be keeping an eye on them.

[I really saw what they would look like in the future]

[Who understands!! It feels like the parents are true love and the child is an accident]

[That’s because they’re not their real parents, they don’t care]

[Jeez! Some people should really watch their mouths, what are you all saying, if you don’t like it just leave, nobody welcomes you]

...

Jiang Mian and Fu Sichen’s house was right between Yu Xinting and Wen Qianning’s, with another house next to Qianning’s set aside for Teacher Meng and his wife, Teacher Wang Ya.

The backyards of the four houses were all connected, with each house having two rooms, a children’s room and a parent’s room.

To prevent any child from not being used to sleeping alone or being afraid of the dark, there was a door between each parent’s room and the children’s room that could be directly connected.

When Fu Sichen found Jiang Mian, she was already lying in bed.

"I haven’t snapped out of it yet..."

He stepped forward and pulled Jiang Mian into his embrace, gently stroking her hair.

The room was very quiet. Jiang Mian lowered her head and nodded; she had just woken up on the bus and come down, her head still felt a bit dizzy, and her whole body hadn’t recovered yet.

"Eh! Where’s Chuanchuan, weren’t you looking after him?"

Jiang Mian got up and looked behind Fu Sichen, but there was no sign of the child following.

Fu Sichen patted Jiang Mian and kissed her forehead lightly: "Chuanchuan is playing with the two girls, and the production crew is watching. It’s fine."

Production crew??

"Have the others gone back too?"

"Mm."

Jiang Mian suddenly laughed out loud, thinking these three men would really be relaxed if they had to take care of kids later.

"Go back to sleep for a while."

Fu Sichen knew that Jiang Mian was on her period these past two days, and her entire body was soft and appeared particularly weak.

It pained him to see her like this.

Knowing what Jiang Mian was thinking, Fu Sichen added: "Don’t worry about Chuanchuan, I’m here."

Jiang Mian let out a light "mm" and directly got into bed, falling asleep quickly.

Fu Sichen left the room for quite a while, and when he came back, he was holding a notebook and some documents.

The room was exceptionally quiet, with only the occasional sound of Fu Sichen flipping through the documents.

This scene was clearly captured by the production team and viewers in the live stream.

[These two might not know there are cameras here]

[It looks like they don’t know at all. The production team even moved the camera to prevent President Fu’s documents from being leaked]

[In these peaceful times, I’m starting to believe in love]

[With no interaction, my jaw is going to fall off from smiling]

The staff of Jiang Mian’s personal studio were also watching the live stream, and Luo Ting’s worried heart finally settled down.

Good thing the two of them didn’t do anything untoward.

When Jiang Mian wakes up, she has to message this ancestor to be mindful of the camera in the room.

"Mommy, Daddy."

Suddenly, a milky voice rang out from outside the door.