He Yiyi was helped into the house by Ming Jingxin, which scared He Jiayong and Mingxi.

"What's going on? Why did you let Yiyi drink so much wine?" Mingxi spoke and blamed her son.

"Aunt Ming, I drank it with my friend, it has nothing to do with my brother." He Yiyi immediately cleared someone about it.

"You can't drink so much with anyone! How uncomfortable!" Mingxi called the nanny to cook sober soup while blaming Ming Jingxin: "How did you take care of Yiyi? Why don't you take her to the room?"

Ming Jingxin felt depressed. Without saying a word, she bent down and picked up a drunkard, climbed upstairs.

"Is this a quarrel?" Mingxi suddenly felt something was wrong.

"It's okay, children of their age will not make any noise one day." He Jiayong, as an old father, was very open to this phenomenon. The main reason was that he felt that the two of them had awkward and that the one who suffered the loss was definitely not his daughter, so there was nothing to worry about.

Ming Jingxin sent He Yiyi into the pink dream room, put the person on the pink princess bed, let out a long sigh, and said, "Little Chili, you are fat, you are in a good mood these days, huh?"

"Get out." He Yiyi turned around and lay on the bed, burying her face into the pillow.

Ming Jingxin sat directly on the bed and slapped He Yiyi on the butt: "I know you're almost awake, don't pretend to be asleep. Let's talk?"

He Yiyi didn't say a word and pretended to be asleep.

"Yiyi, the sober soup is here. Drink it before going to sleep! Otherwise, the stomach will be uncomfortable." Mingxi came in with a bowl of soup. Seeing Ming Jingxin was also there, he directly ordered: "Helping your sister up quickly."

"Give it to me. I'll let her drink it later." Ming Jingxin took the sobering soup.

Mingxi winked at Ming Jingxin and signaled him to go out to speak later.

"Mom, I don't sleep so late, so be careful that there is a wrinkle in the corner of my eyes." Ming Jingxin said coldly.

Mingxi raised his foot and kicked her son, whispering: "Boy! Can you save me more worry, how many wrinkles will I grow!"

"Oh, why are you scolding Jing Xin? He is not drunk again." He Jiayong came in and went straight to the bed, bent down and lifted He Yiyi's hair up, and asked with concern: "Yiyi? Are you asleep?"

"Um... so noisy!" He Yiyi turned over, waved her hand inadvertently, and pushed Lao He's arm away.

"Okay~ I'm drunk, just sleep for a while." He Jiayong put his arms around Mingxi's shoulders, "It's eleven o'clock, go to bed quickly. If you have anything to say, please ask me tomorrow. Jing Xin, you go to bed early too!"

"I understand, uncle. You and my mother should rest quickly." Ming Jingxin sent the two lords out and closed the door.

As soon as the door closed sounded, He Yiyi got up. However, she did not leave the bed, but just leaned against the head of the bed.

"Oh, is this sober?" Ming Jingxin returned to the bed and picked up the bowl of sober soup, "Drink it. Otherwise, you will have a headache when you wake up."

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" He Yiyi yawned and asked.

"Little Chili, let's talk."

"What's there to talk about? I'm so sleepy. Go out quickly, I'm going to bed."

"I want to explain to you what happened tonight. Gao Chunzi encountered some trouble. I happened to meet her and helped her solve it. This is because of your face. I helped her see that she is your partner."

"Well, I know." He Yiyi nodded calmly.

"Don't be angry."

"Am I that kind of person? What's so angry about?"

Ming Jingxin was stunned for a moment, obviously a little suspicious of He Yiyi's calm and gentle look, but after staring at her eyes for a while, she found that she was really not angry and was a little unwilling to accept it, so she asked, "Isn't angry and still drink so much wine?"

"Haha! Happy! I was going to take everyone out for dinner and drink tonight! Okay, brother, I'm really tired. I'm so sleepy. Can I let me sleep?" He Yiyi yawned again with a strong tail sound.

"Okay, you go to bed first." Ming Jingxin really couldn't stand her soft and aggrieved look, which was so cruel.

After evacuating quickly, Ming Jingxin took a cold shower first. Then he leaned against the bed in his nightgown and called Du Yue.

"What's wrong with you all this midnight?" Du Yue's collapsed voice came from the receiver.

"Sister Du, let's talk about work." Ming Jingxin felt a little relieved.

"Not to chat! I want to sleep!"

"I plan to increase your project commission by one percentage point next month." Ming Jingxin sighed leisurely, "Since you don't want to..."

Du Yue gritted her teeth and pushed away the quilt on her body: "Okay! Talk! Talk! Who made me owe you in my previous life!"

...

The next morning, He Yiyi woke up and saw the pink color of the room, and couldn't help but rub her eyebrows. She thought it was time to tell Chairman Ming to change the color of the room. The pink and tender girlish feeling was really good. When she got up, she found a set of clothes to go into the bathroom, cleaned herself up and went downstairs happily.

Mingxi just came out of the kitchen with a cup of soup. When he saw He Yiyi, he immediately smiled: "Yiyi wakes up? Does it hurt? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, thank you Aunt Ming for your concern." He Yiyi walked to the dining table, looked at the sumptuous breakfast, and sighed: "I know why my dad can't live without you."

Mingxi took a bowl of soup for He Yiyi and asked with a smile: "Why?"

"You are such a big president, and you have a business worth over 100 million in minutes, but you cook every day to cook breakfast for my father. If he were him, I would be so happy." He Yiyi said, took a sip of the soup, and gave her a thumbs up: "It's delicious!"

"In life, we must live a good life. We make 100 million or 200 million yuan. We have a disagreement at home and quarrels every day, and it doesn't make any sense. What do you think?" Ming Xi sat down next to He Yiyi, took a boiled egg and knocked it a few times, and began to peel the egg shells.

"If you don't say it, you'll be more transparent." He Yiyi praised with a smile.

Mingxi put the peeled eggs on the small plate in front of He Yiyi and asked in a low voice: "Are you unhappy about drinking so much wine last night?"

"No! I'm so happy, so I drank a few more drinks. The company's business has been going well these days-" He Yiyi stretched out three fingers to Ming Jingxin: "The three movies have been launched."

"Oh hey! We Yiyi is really amazing! All three movies have been launched! Who is the director looking for?"

"Chen Junpo, Zhang Li, and Xu Kui." He Yiyi said with a smile.

"These are three directors you have worked with have taken on your script?! It's amazing!" Mingxi gave a thumbs up, "Auntie looks at you with admiration! You are much better than your brother!"

He Yiyi smiled and said softly: "No matter what. No matter what, it's all about me, my brother is protecting me in the entertainment industry."

Ming Jingxin, who was going downstairs, had goose bumps all over the floor when he heard this - what was wrong with this girl? Since last night, what was her brother in her stomach?

"What delicious food is so delicious?" Ming Jingxin walked to the dining table, pressed He Yiyi's head, and sat down on the other side of her.

"Uh..." He Yiyi was pressed coldly and almost choked.

"What are you doing! Don't bully people!" Mingxi slapped someone.

Ming Jingxin sighed and said, "Mom, she has gained a lot of weight these days. She carried her upstairs last night, but I was so tired."

"Nonsense!" Is this son stupid? Can he still catch up with a girl? Mingxi glared at his stupid son.

He Yiyi was not angry at all. She smiled sweetly and said, "Brother, you can't hold me, it doesn't mean that I'm fat. It's probably because you're busy with sensuality and not doing well in exercise recently, right? Oh, I'm going to say that you're not young anymore, so you still have to keep exercising. Or, I'll give you a treadmill in the future?"

"Haha..." Mingxi smiled unkindly.

"It's so lively!" He Jiayong went downstairs in his home clothes, "What are you talking about? I heard laughter upstairs."

"Jiayong, you're awake." Mingxi smiled and stood up, "Today I have the skinny egg lean meat porridge you like."

He Jiayong pressed Mingxi on the chair and said, "Sit down, I'll serve the porridge by myself. Thank you for your hard work, you make breakfast for me every morning."

In fact, if there is a nanny at home, there is no need for He Jiayong to serve the porridge himself. When Mrs. Chen heard that he went downstairs, she brought the porridge out.

"Thank you, Mrs. Chen." He Jiayong sat down in the main seat and sighed: "I understand why the old man urges us to go back for dinner every day. This joy of family is really the happiest thing in the world!"

Mingxi put a peeled egg on the small plate in front of He Jiayong and said, "Let's go to the old man for dinner tonight."

"I'm going to Longdu today. I may not be able to come back tonight, so it's better to go back tomorrow night." He Jiayong said.

"Work on a business trip?" Mingxi asked.

"There is an annual concert being prepared. The organizer asked me two or three times, but I really couldn't help it." He Jiayong said, and asked Ming Jingxin again: "Did they notify you to attend?"

Ming Jingxin pondered for a moment and said, "It should have been notified. I heard Du Yue say something in a daze. But there was too much shooting work recently, and the company has suppressed a lot of notice texts, and I haven't had time to deal with it."

"Well, prepare well." He Jiayong said.

"Yiyi can also receive an invitation? This year she is a dark horse in the music industry." Mingxi asked.

He Jiayong hesitated for a moment and said, "What the organizer means is that if I participate, it will be difficult for Yiyi to invite."

"Then..." Mingxi immediately frowned.

"It's okay." He Yiyi smiled indifferently, "Dad is definitely a judge. Now I'm scolded for participating in "Song of Time". Many factors must be considered for the program prepared by Longdu TV. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry, and the next work arrangement is very tight, so I don't have time to prepare any music festival entries. The most important thing is that even if I win the championship, it won't cost much. It's boring."

"You kid! Is that a matter of money?" He Jiayong glared at He Yiyi with dissatisfaction.

He Yiyi raised her eyebrows and said, "I know that you regard music as a dream and a career you pursue throughout your life. But I am not. So, it doesn't matter to me whether you go to this music festival or not."

He Jiayong put the chopsticks on and was about to say something, Mingxi immediately waved his hand and stopped him: "Oh, okay! Yiyi doesn't want to participate, so she won't participate! She just told me that there are three movies in her hand that have been approved. The three directors Xu Kui, Zhang Li and Chen Junpo worked with her. She will be the best producer from now on!"

"All projects have been approved?" Ming Jingxin asked in surprise.

"Hmm!" He Yiyi glanced at him proudly, "I wonder if the Ming actor is interested in choosing a role in the leading actor?"

"That's the point." Ming Jingxin smiled and nodded.

"By the way, investing! Yiyi, I need investment and say to my aunt. Auntie supports you!" Mingxi said hurriedly.

He Jiayong said helplessly: "Oh! She made movies to make money from others. She used her own money to spend it. What's the point?"

"There is nothing wrong with this." He Yiyi smiled and grimaced at He Jiayong, "But when I make money, don't say that I have a good project and don't give my family a chance."

"Oh, your father doesn't understand business matters!" Mingxi immediately made the decision: "Auntie believes in your vision. Every movie will be put on five million. We will discuss it when additional investment is needed in the future."

He Yiyi put the soup bowl and stood up and said, "Thank you, Aunt Ming! You are the best!" After that, she reached out to hug Mingxi's neck and kissed her, then jumped away.

"Ouch! This kid..." Ming Xi was immediately flattered and suddenly felt that the investment of 15 million was a little short.

He Yiyi went upstairs, took her bag and cell phone, and answered the phone and prepared to go out.
To be continued...