My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

On this day, Feng Lan received a call from the director.

At first, she thought the director had made a wrong call. After all, there was still half a month before the next recording, so there was no reason to urge concentration so early.

Unexpectedly, the director kindly invited her to the imperial capital.

"Mr. Xiaofeng, the theme song of the show is out. We have been recording songs for the past few days. Can you arrange to come to the Imperial Capital to record the song tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"

"Me?" Feng Lanchu was greatly surprised: "I'm tone-deaf, so don't drag everyone down."

Her playlist only stayed at the military songs chanted at the top of her voice during military training. Later, she did not use music at all in her working environment. There was no opportunity to improve in these years, not to mention that her skills seemed to be regressing.

She didn't dare to add to the serious art of recording the theme song.

"It's okay, we have professional teachers here, even if you pull a donkey here, it can make it sing, so you can come here with confidence."

"..." Why doesn't it sound right.

Feng Lanchu looked at the ceiling speechlessly, and made up a negative draft in her heart.

"By the way, there is another price for recording songs, which is not written in the contract. I will send you the contract for recording the songs later, just sign it and bring it with you tomorrow."

"..." Feng Lanchu obediently swallowed the refusal: "But I sing really badly."

"It's okay, it's just that a few harmony lines can't be heard together."

"You don't mind."

"I'll arrange a hotel for you, and then I'll send a car to pick you up at the airport."

"Uh...no need. I don't have to worry about staying somewhere in the capital city."

"Okay, I'll send you the contract and the address of the recording studio later."

Jiang Anzhi has requirements on the quality of sleep. In order to sleep well, there are houses in the cities he frequents, and the door lock codes of these houses were rubbed and printed for Feng Lanchu three years ago. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow happen to be the weekend. Just take Jiang Che out for fun.

Out of courtesy, Feng Lanchu first sent Jiang Anzhi a message saying that he would arrive at the imperial capital tomorrow, but Jiang Anzhi didn't reply, probably busy.

Feng Lanchu also put down her phone and concentrated on her work.

next day

Jiang Che dragged his small luggage and followed his mother on the journey to God's City.

"Is father in the imperial capital?" This was a question he was more concerned about.

"This... I don't know. You are busy even in the imperial capital, so don't expect your father to play with you."

"I know, I'm already a big kid."

The old god Jiang Che was thinking about it on the ground, which made Feng Lanchu laugh endlessly.

The location of the house in the imperial capital is very well concealed. When Feng Lanchu and Jiang Che visited for the first time, the password was the same as Huaixiang's, and they entered without any obstacles.

The interior decoration maintains the original design of the estate.

Before he had time to take a closer look, Jiang Anzhi's phone call came: "Have you arrived yet?"

"Well, I just entered the house."

"I haven't taken care of the house very much. You can see what's missing. Brother Chen will come over later, and you can ask him to supply it."

"I think it's pretty good. Besides, I'm going to go out later, so don't let Xiao Chen go for nothing."

"Then I'll pick you up tonight."

"No, no, we'll take care of it ourselves."

Jiang Anzhi was no different than the others, he was surrounded by eyes and it would be troublesome if he was photographed.

Feng Lanchu, who had always been independent, did not advocate that Jiang Anzhi intervene too much, and Jiang Anzhi didn't force it, and hung up after a few words of advice.

Jiang Che was full of curiosity about this place as if he had entered Alice in Wonderland. He was surprised to find that the master bedroom had a magical feature.

"Look, mom, this room is exactly the same as at home."

Feng Lan first heard the words and took a look, yo! Isn't this master bedroom really built one-to-one according to the nostalgic new house? Can't say a bit like can only say exactly the same.

Changing to someone else would definitely move the film emperor Aijia, otherwise there would be no reason to make the two rooms exactly the same.

But Feng Lan had an occupational disease at the beginning, and he only analyzed it from the direction of animal research: Jiang Anzhi likes to scratch his wrists when he sleeps, so it can be seen that he is a little paranoid, but he didn't expect the room to be made exactly like Huaixiang.

If the bedrooms in other places are exactly the same, then his paranoia is really serious.