Little Lucky Fire

Li Xingwan had transmigrated into a book, becoming a D-list celebrity scandal-ridden and already married.
Her husband was a bad omen. Rumor had it, he was a poor and elderly man with hemiplegia. Not only that, she also had to play stepmother.
In effect, Li Xingwan was just like a widow.
Regarding these rumors, Li Xingwan herself remained silent.
The clamoring on the internet grew more intense.
"That person who appeared on screen just now, couldn't have been a woman taking care of her hemiplegic husband, could she?"
"And what about that ugly freak of a stepson?"
"Won't this family put on some sort of tragic drama in front of the camera?"
"Li Xingwan, she's just shameless. For money, she'd even marry a hemiplegic."
But...
As the camera panned,
who was that cold and abstinent Buddha's Disciple? And who was that soft, adorable little bun?!
Ahhh! I'm going crazy!!

The wealthy stepmom became wildly popular in the parenting show

Just when everyone wanted to take a peek at the screen and feast their eyes, a pair of pitch-black, frightening eyes appeared on the live broadcast, their gaze as deadly as a murderous deity, making hearts pound with fear.


At that moment, it seemed as if everyone witnessed a man's possessiveness over his wife, not wanting her to be seen by others. Standing up, he draped his coat over Li Xingwan's body.


The camera angle was immediately switched away from Li Xingwan.


Holy shit, that really scared the hell out of them just now.


The little guy seemed to never tire, fiddling with one thing then another. Before long, he proclaimed his boredom.


At this time, the production team conveniently presented the second Task Card.


"How much longer is the recording for today?" Fu Chengzhou glanced at his watch and asked the production team.


Chapter 30: They Actually Went Upstairs?