"What does it smell like?"

Lin Feng approached Han Xiang, moved his nose, and frowned.

"I just said it! My clothes are dirty and you insist on me wearing them."

Han Xiang said and turned around, wanting to change out of her clothes.

Although it is winter, I still sweat a little while performing on stage.

Lin Feng grabbed her, held her in his arms and said, "I'm talking about the fragrance. The ancients said that beauties sweat from the fragrance, but this is really the case!"

Only then did Han Xiang realize that Lin Feng was joking with her just now.

"I want to see you dance, just like on stage."

Lin Feng murmured in Han Xiang's ear.

Han Xiang said ‘hmm’.

The living room was large enough, and Han Xiang waved her sleeves and started dancing.

She has been practicing dance and jujitsu frequently in the past six months.

The ligaments of every joint in the body were stretched.

So the body is very flexible.

Even Tang Mi, who practiced martial arts, couldn't compare to this.

The dance is graceful, and once you lift your legs, you can easily put them on Lin Feng's shoulders.

Lean back and keep your hands on the ground.

…

After I finished, I was sweating again.

Lin Feng hugged her and said softly: "Practice like this can easily hurt your body, but too much is not enough."

"Um!"

Han Xiang nodded lazily in agreement.

Dong Dong~

There was a knock on the door.

Lin Feng stood up and opened the door.

Song Jiaren is back.

This little clever guy has just the right time.

Han Xiang returned to the house and changed into the costumes used for last night's performance.

I just broke out in a sweat and ran to take a shower.

When I came out after changing my clothes, my phone rang.

Seeing the unfamiliar number, Han Xiang turned on the speakerphone.

"Ms. Han, I'm sorry to bother you on New Year's Day. Can I make an appointment to interview you?"

A woman's confident voice came from the phone.

"Who are you?"

Han Xiang asked.

The woman smiled and said: "That's you, Miss Han. If you were anyone else, you would know who I am as soon as you hear my voice."

Lin Feng raised his hand, swiped the screen, and hung up the phone.

Then the number was put on the blacklist.

Lin Feng frowned and said, "In the future, when you meet such ignorant people, just hang up the phone."

Han Xiang nodded.

Song Jiaren asked at this time: "Mom, will you have a baby?"

"Um?"

Lin Feng and Han Xiang looked at Song Jiaren together.

Song Jiaren said: "When I become a big star in the future, I will often go out to film. Mom, you will feel very lonely without me."

I thought about it carefully when I was playing on the swing just now. Mom, you should have another baby! Don’t worry, I won’t hit my younger brother or younger sister."

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh.

What is this little clever guy thinking about all day?

Judging from the serious look on her face, she really seemed to have thought deeply about it.

Han Xiang smiled and said: "Mom doesn't have a baby anymore, you are enough. Mom also has to go out to film often!"

Also, after giving birth to a baby, your figure will change and your belly will become unsightly."

"Yeah?"

This was the first time Song Jiaren had heard of it.

Han Xiang nodded.

"Then...then forget it! Anyway, I will be filial to you and my father."

After saying that, he kissed Lin Feng on the face and then kissed Han Xiang on the face.

After lunch and a nap, it was already around three o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Feng, Han Xiang, and Song Jiaren were ready to go out.

Let's go shopping first and then go to the movies.

Han Xiang did not wrap herself up tightly like other female celebrities, and even wore big sunglasses on her face for fear of being recognized by others.

She pulled up her hair and used magical makeup to change her face shape.

Song Jiaren is much easier to handle. She puts on a big hat and a mask on her head.

The three of them took the elevator downstairs.

Just as he was about to get in the car, a curly-haired woman came over.

He pressed the shutter on Lin Feng, Han Xiang, and Song Jiaren.

The camera also has a flash.

Lin Feng waved his hand.

Two female bodyguards immediately stepped forward and snatched the camera from the woman's hand.

Take out a memory card from inside and cut it in half.

"Pay it to her!"

Lin Feng said something, opened the back seat of Knight XV, and carried Song Jiaren to the seat.

Han Xiang glanced at the female reporter and got into the passenger seat.

After the female reporter got back her digital camera, she walked up to Lin Feng and said with a smile: "It turns out that Mr. Lin is really the financial backer of Korean Americans!"

"Who are you?"

Lin Feng frowned and asked.

Hearing this woman's voice, he knew it was the woman who called Han Xiang before.

The woman introduced herself: "My name is Zhang Xin, and I am currently working in self-media. Of course, I am certified."

Lin Feng nodded, opened the door and got in the car.

Zhang Xin lay down in front of the car window and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, I have to expose this matter to you and Miss Han!"

Lin Feng smiled and said: "Please do it!"

With that said, Lin Feng closed the car window.

Zhang Xin said loudly: "Unless you let me do a special interview with Miss Han. Otherwise, I will follow you!"

Lin Feng pressed down the car window again and said with a smile: "It's up to you, you can report it however you want. But one thing is, the situation you reported is true. If you distort the facts and mix your personal likes and dislikes in the report, you will be attacked.

If you insult me ​​and damage Han Xiang's reputation, then I'll be sorry, and you may not be able to bear the consequences."

Zhang Xin smiled slightly and said, "I only made a small condition, isn't it too much?"

Lin Feng said: "What you did is too much. Are you too confident in yourself? How dare you threaten me?"

The corners of Zhang Xin's mouth curled up.

She wanted to laugh, but soon she couldn't.

Because a gun was put to her head.
To be continued...