Lin Wanwan chuckled and continued to watch TV while leaning against her.
Sensing her attachment attitude, the corner of Fu Wanyi’s lips curved up in an almost invisible arc.
She had given birth to two sons. Even though the mother-son relationship had eased up a lot under Lin Wanwan’s adjustment, she was still more polite than close.
Lin Wanwan’s existence had fulfilled her wish to have a daughter in the past.
Lu Zhanbei, who was playing with his phone, suddenly raised his head. “Let me tell you a piece of good news.”
“The box office has sold out, right?”
Lin Wanwan was not a prideful person, but she was confident of her ability.
“Guess how much the box office of the first day is?”
Lin Wanwan raised two fingers.
“Wrong.”
Three Fingers.
“That’s not right.”
Four fingers.