Seeing Zhuzhu in Tang Tang's arms suddenly widen her eyes to look at the phone making noise, Lu Qingqing smiled softly, put Pengpeng in the stroller, and then took the phone and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to answer it.
"Uncle San, what's up?" She got straight to the point, unlike Mo Caihua, who would wait for her to ask before saying whose call it was.
Song Xiuluan's voice was cheerful: "Qingqing, can you talk now?"
"Sure, I'm at home taking care of Pengpeng. Besides studying online and occasionally going out, I do nothing else." "Marriage Revelation" had been shelved for a long time. She hadn't continued writing because she felt the subject matter wasn't enough.
Song Xiuluan said, "I met George Harris from the United States in France, you know him, right?"
Of course, Lu Qingqing knew, "The internationally renowned sci-fi film director, his directed movies have grossed over ten billion US dollars in total box office."
