CH 61

The Entertainment Industry Waits For Our Divorce Chapter 61

The Thirty-first Day: To Divorce or Not to Divorce (3)

Instead of bringing out the four children to meet them, the program team arranged the four children in their rooms for the next twenty days. On each door, names and characteristics of the kids were written on the doors.

Room no. 1: Little handsome boy, cool.

Room no. 2: Little sunshine, loves to smile and tell stories.

Room no. 3: Little cherry, cute.

Room no. 4: Little Luo Luo, crybaby, crybaby, crybaby.

Liang Yan and the three guests laughed when they read the characteristics of Luo Luo. None of them had any experience with children. To be honest, they all want the child they raised to be well-behaved, and they were most afraid of encountering a child who loved to cry.

Next was the lottery selection.

Duan Jiaheng drew the little cherry child; Zhao Yu drew the little handsome boy, who was cool; and Xie Yuan drew number two, the sunshine child. As for number four Luo Luo, the crybaby…

Liang Yan looked at the number four on the ping pong ball in her hand.

During this time, the live broadcast room became more active, and the audience was satisfied with the results.

[Zhao Yu and Zhi Zhai, the cool daddy and cool son, they’re so sensational.]

[Duan Jiaheng is obviously still a child. I’m so looking forward  to this younger brother taking care of a child.]

[Liang Yan2333333333]

[Whenever I hear a child crying, I get a huge headache. Liang Yan seems to have no children yet.]

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Liang Yan dragged her luggage to the door of room number four.

She was about to knock on the door when she heard a sound from the inside.

The little girl’s cries echoed out of the room.

Liang Yan, who had never taken care of a child, swallowed her saliva, having a premonition in her heart that the situation was already starting to turn bad.

She still knocked on the door and opened it with a smile. She popped her head in first to look inside, squeezing out a friendly smile as she said, “Hello…”

In the room, a four-year-old Luo Luo sat on the bed with a messy braid on her head. Obviously, she just woke up crying and was trying to wipe her tears.

Liang Yan placed her suitcase at the corner of the room and sat tentatively on the edge of the bed to greet the child, “Hello, little Luo Luo.”

Little Luo Luo glanced at her and continued to cry.

There was a comment in the barrage section: [The little girl just woke up and didn’t see Mom and Dad. Is she sad?]

Liang Yan as a beginner “nanny” was at her wit’s end trying to coax the child.

She used all the snacks and toy dolls she brought, but Luo Luo didn’t even glance at them and continued crying for almost half an hour.

[Can Liang Yan coax the kid? It’s not good for a child to cry for so long.]

[Liang Yan has no choice. The kid is out of control.]

[Why do I feel like Liang Yan is about to cry?]

[Yan Yan, you can do it.]

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Liang Yan didn’t know how to coax the kid; she really wanted to cry, too.

She held up the little doll again, shaking it in front of Luo Luo. “Look, it’s so cute! Luo Luo will stop crying, right?]

Luo Luo cried even more sadly. “I don’t want it… woo… woo… woo…”

Liang Yan’s eyes turned red. “Then, what does Luo Luo want? Tell auntie, okay? If you cry, auntie is going to cry, too.”

Live comments:

[Liang Yan calls herself an aunt.]

[She’s better compared to those thirty-year-olds who force children to call them sisters.]

[Liang Yan is pitiful 233333]

Liang Yan pulled out her mobile phone in front of Luo Luo and asked, “Does Luo Luo want to play games? Let’s stop crying, okay? Let’s play games.]

She didn’t want to use her mobile phone to coax the child in front of the camera, but she had no other way.

Luo Luo was obviously not interested in Liang Yan’s phone. The kid just casually swiped the screen and accidentally pressed on a Weibo post.

“Lu Lincheng’s Hokkaido magazine photo shoot is out with a theme, ‘Winter Love Song’ in the snow.”

Below were photos of Lu Lincheng taken in Hokkaido.

Liang Yan was embarrassed to death and tried to get her phone back, but Luo Luo suddenly grabbed her hand. With big teary eyes, she stared at the phone screen.   “I want to see brother Lu.”

Liang Yan was thunderstruck when she heard the words “brother Lu,” from Luo Luo’s mouth.

Guiltily looking at the camera positioned at the roof, she then tried to dissuade Luo Luo, “Should we look at something else?”

As soon as Luo Luo heard this, she cried harder, “I want to see, brother Lu… I want to see, brother Lu… my mother likes brother Lu, I also like brother Lu… woo… woo…”

Liang Yan was scared by Luo Luo’s crying. Her facial expression was uglier than actual crying.

The audience in the live broadcast room didn’t know who Luo Luo’s, “Brother Lu,” was until the camera zoomed in on the phone.

The barrage was full of: [Crap!]

For the next half hour, Liang Yan held Luo Luo in her arms. And under the watchful eyes of the national audience, she stared at Lu Lincheng’s portrait on her phone that Luo Luo was holding.

This was the photo of her ex-husband.

Liang Yan realized that the kid she was holding in her arms was Lu Lincheng’s kindergarten diehard fan.

She really wanted to die in her heart.