Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

Chapter 358 So filial

The doors of the two VIP rooms are closed.

Jiang Mingzhu hasn't responded to the message yet, but judging from the messages sent to the group by the staff serving inside, the eldest lady is a little unhappy.

The first person to reply was Mr. Huo.

The family of three had already gone to the racecourse to see the horse with their own eyes. The purebred horse just snorted. Huo Yanheng's eyes lit up. He raised his little head and opened his eyes wide. He looked very shocked.

The manager smiled and said: "When you grow up, you can ride it like our horse trainer."

Thoroughbreds grazing with their heads down.

Huo Yanheng pursed his lips. The horse, which was at a safe distance, looked like a giant to him.

His memory of the horse's eyes was particularly profound, as if it was deeply imprinted in his mind.

The eyelashes are thick and long, and the big eyes are clear and dark. Pulsating people.

The mane is flying and very majestic.

Muscles are strong and strong.

The horse looked down at him.

At this time, Huo Jingsen asked him: "Do you like it?"

Huo Yanheng nodded without hesitation. I like it, of course I do.

The manager also saw the child's desire, so he suggested: "This horse has too much temper and is not suitable for children. Mr. Huo can buy him a pony. We have several horses with good breeds and gentle temperaments." For the foal, you can let our staff help him up and run for a while. The young master is very smart and will learn it quickly."

"What do you think?" Leng Qingqing asked Huo Yanheng's opinion. In fact, she felt the same way.

Huo Yanheng said: "I don't want a pony." He stretched out his little hand and sniffed the grass in the air. In the end, he only touched the rough surface of the fence gently, which meant he touched the horse.

"I'll just take a look." His voice was childish and calm, and he was even thinking about their wallets.

"Mom, can you take a picture for me? I want to show it to Xiaopang."

Huo Yanheng almost said: You're here, just take a photo and you're done having fun.

Leng Qingqing took out the camera and took a few photos of Hengheng. The manager took it over with a wink and proactively said:

"Let me take some pictures for you."

Huo Jingsen didn't move, actually hesitant.

He doesn't like taking pictures.

But at this time, a pair of hands held his arm firmly: "Come over here, the scenery is better here."

Huo Jingsen had no choice but to walk over. Leng Qingqing quickly let go of his arm and let Hengheng hold his big hand. He walked to the other side, also held Hengheng's small hand, and smiled lightly at the camera.

The manager narrowed his eyes: "Are you ready? Three, two, one -"

"Click."

The photos were developed quickly.

Leng Qingqing lowered her eyes, took the photo in her hand and looked through it, "This is the first photo of the three of us together."

In the photo, the two father and son have exactly the same expressions, with their lips pursed and not smiling.

"..." Leng Qingqing said: "I don't even know how to smile when taking pictures."

If you go out and say that these two are not biological, who will believe it.

Hengheng would occasionally smile, but Leng Qingqing actually felt that he was quite cheerful, at least much better than before.

Why does it happen that when it comes time to take pictures, he starts to smile like a little old man?

Fortunately, both of them are very photogenic, which makes up for their lack of expression.

Huo Yanheng also wanted to look at the photo. He raised his head, tugged at the hem of Leng Qingqing's skirt, squatted down and handed the photo to him.

"Dad, look."

Huo Yanheng was indeed very filial. After getting the photo, he chose to share it with his old father.

Huo Jingsen touched his son's head and looked lightly at a few photos.

"Dad, we will take pictures together every year from now on."

Huo Yanheng blinked his big eyes and made a request to his old father.

Huo Jingsen nodded silently, which was regarded as tacit approval.

This is the first time we took a photo together and the first photo of the three of us together.

From this point of view alone, it is indeed a bit too filial.

**

The racecourse is so vast that you can't see the edge at a glance.

Huo Yanheng was led by the horse trainer, got on the horse and ran for a short time.

When he came down, he took off his helmet. His white forehead was covered with sweat, and even his hair was soaked.

**

In short, after the family returned to the VIP room after playing at the racecourse, Miss Jiang Mingzhu did not reply.

Jiang Mingzhu crossed her arms and lost her temper in the VIP room, even threatening the manager to call Uncle Qian to fire him.

Jiang Mingzhu is arrogant, but she is not stupid.

She was not a professional horse trainer, how could she possibly tame a horse, let alone a fierce horse.

Jiang Mingzhu's dark eyes rolled, revealing a hint of cunning. She cleared her throat and raised her chin.

"Let's do this. I'll find someone to help me train the horse. If he succeeds, then I will succeed. Then you will give me the horse, how about it."

The manager smiled sarcastically and took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket to wipe his sweat: "Ms. Jiang, how can this be possible? We have to abide by the rules."

"Who wants to abide by your broken rules?" Jiang Mingzhu glared and said arrogantly, "Whatever I say is a rule is a rule."

Word for word, decisive.

Jiang Mingzhu has been the favorite of the Jiang family since she was a child. She has developed such a murderous aura since she was a child, and she only restrains it when facing the elders in the family.

After being stared at by these eyes full of anger, the manager didn't dare to say anything.

A minute later, the manager came out of the VIP room, sweating profusely.

He quickly walked into his boss's office. His colleague, the manager in charge of Mr. Huo, had a confused look on his face: "Mrs. Huo doesn't agree with our request at all."

After a pause, he whispered: "I think it's better to give it to Mr. Huo. After all, what Mrs. Huo said is good. They are indeed the ones who want to buy it first."

The boss glanced at the subordinate who quietly entered the door, looked away, and lit a cigarette: "But Jiang Mingzhu is more difficult to deal with... Jiang Mingzhu is easy to say, but her mother is the most difficult to deal with, and above her there is the old man of the Jiang family. Jiang Mingzhu She is the daughter of the Jiang family again. If you go back and shed tears, do you think we can have a good life?"

Now, wouldn't they be in a dilemma?

Neither side can be offended, but one must be offended.

The manager muttered in a low voice: "That's what I say, but Mr. Huo's wife is so influential. What if she says something about us online and gets criticized by netizens? Wouldn't it affect our boss's reputation even more?"

Ok?

The boss's eyebrows were raised high, and his tone was full of questions: "Who is Mrs. Huo...?"