My wife is in my arms

Chapter 1210 Obtaining Three

now.

It's almost 1 a.m.

The snow continued to fall, creating a unique winter romance in the early morning night sky. Jiang Yiren felt that at this time last year, Mr. Zhang had only recently improved, and she was still gradually accepting his changes.

I never imagined my family would become so wealthy this year, and that we would also have two more sons.

Wearing a down jacket, Jiang Yiren brushed the snowflakes off her shoulders as she entered her living room. She then patted the back of her jacket a few times before closing the door to the first-floor living room and heading upstairs.

Jiang Yiren figured that Mr. Zhang must have put her son to sleep by now. When she went upstairs, she found that the living room light was still on, but no one was there. She quietly walked to the door of the second bedroom and noticed that the light inside was still on. Jiang Yiren pushed the door open and went in.

then.

She saw Mr. Zhang leaning against the headboard, holding a stack of stapled papers in his hands. Her youngest son was also awake, being held in his father's arms. He probably heard the door open, because the little guy turned his head and looked over. The moment he saw her, he immediately let out a giggle.

"Wait for me!?"

Jiang Yiren's heart was instantly filled with happiness. A faint smile appeared on her lips as she asked with a smile.

"Your mother has your father to wait for her, I'm waiting for my own wife."

Zhang You replied with a smile.

"..."

Jiang Yiren's smile froze on her fair face, then she feigned anger and said, "Mr. Zhang's sense of humor seems to have no limits; he even dares to joke about your mother-in-law."

"Is the snow outside very heavy?!"

Noticing that Jiang Yiren still had some unmelted snowflakes clinging to her head, Zhang You asked.

"Extra large"

Jiang Yiren replied, "If it rains for a few more hours, the roads will be impassable this morning."

Jiang Yiren didn't hug her son. Her coat was still wet, and her hands were a little cold. She smiled and said, "Mommy's going to take a shower first, then I'll come and put you to sleep."

After saying that, Jiang Yiren turned and left. Perhaps because it was indeed getting late, Jiang Yiren did not take a shower for more than half an hour as usual. About fifteen minutes later, she dried her hair and came back in wearing a pink nightgown.

Taking her son from her husband's arms, Jiang Yiren reached out and squeezed the diaper. Finding it wasn't heavy, she knew Mr. Zhang must have changed it recently. Jiang Yiren then began to breastfeed her baby son.

In this kind of weather, you can only feel the warmth of home when you go home and lie in bed. Staying outside... Although it's not cold at the TV station, it's a bit noisy with so many people. Plus, when artists get together, there's bound to be some competition, which is especially noticeable among female singers and actresses.

They even compare the custom-made dresses they wear, as well as the jewelry they wear. They compare anything that can be compared, but luckily she doesn't have to get involved in it now.

People in the entertainment industry are very well-informed. They know what's going on with their own artists. Even the most sought-after female artists wouldn't compare to her. But to be fair, even though she's a queen of pop, sometimes she can't compare to those female artists. One of her earrings costs hundreds of thousands or even millions, and her necklace costs tens of millions.

"Does Xiao Yan know?!"

Looking down at her youngest son nestled against her chest, Jiang Yiren reached out and stroked his forehead.

When her son Shan was born, Mr. Zhang didn't seem to have any ability to take care of children, but after their two sons were born, he seemed to have mastered it all on his own.

One person can raise a son very well.

"That top star!?"

Zhang You countered with a question. "Hmm?"

Jiang Yiren nodded and said, "Xu Qingya seems to have a thing for him. She even asked me to talk to you tonight about helping him terminate his contract early! But Han Hui scolded her. However, Han Hui later suggested that you try to get to know Xiao Yan better before his contract expires, and it would be best to sign him to your studio. I think that makes sense, since you also write scripts."

"Too much trouble"

Zhang You refused directly.

"What's so troublesome about this!?"

Jiang Yiren asked, puzzled.

"First, he's a top star. Before his contract expires, many entertainment companies will definitely contact him. If he's not stupid, he'll definitely open his own studio. Second... even if we sign him, the revenue split will have to be at least 20/80. Anything lower, he won't even look at it. Third, I only write movie scripts. He can boost TV drama ratings, but he can't carry a movie box office. He might be able to carry a movie box office in the future, but not right now."

Zhang You laughed and said, "So don't even think about it. The October Sky and Xu Lun from Youyi Studio are enough for you to earn."

There were some things Zhang You didn't say.

That means in addition to the revenue sharing, there should be extras such as giving him several leading roles in movies a year, songs, and a certain amount of commercial endorsements.

With Xiao Yan's current fame, Zhang You doesn't need to worry about the latter two, but the former... what can he offer? He can't exactly have him write a TV drama script, can he?

This friend couldn't write it, mainly because he hadn't seen it before.

Zhang You had only heard of the names of popular TV series like "Nirvana in Fire," "The Legend of the Morning Snow," and "Midnight Return," but he had never watched a single episode. Once a man passes a certain age, he rarely watches TV series anymore.

"Can Xu Lun compare to Xiao Yan!?"

Jiang Yiren said this in an annoyed tone.

"There's really no comparison."

Zhang You didn't bother debating this topic with his own diva.

Because these things can't be compared. Every era has its top stars and leading figures in the entertainment industry. Ultimately, it depends on how long the works last.

After her youngest son finished eating, Jiang Yiren was about to straighten her pajamas when she noticed her husband staring at her chest. Jiang Yiren tentatively asked, "Want a couple of bites?"

"go to bed"

Zhang You reached out and turned off the light, then hugged Jiang Yiren and went to sleep.

Outside the second bedroom, the snow that had started falling in the early morning continued to fall. The next day was New Year's Day, and because they didn't have to go to school, the two girls were reluctant to get up, even Jiang Yiren was no exception. Only Zhang You got up relatively early.

After finishing breakfast, Zhang You started shoveling snow in the yard. The snowfall made even the cheetah unusually excited, running around the yard like crazy. Perhaps hearing the sound of shoveling snow downstairs, the window of the princess's room on the second floor was opened, and Xiao Zishan's head peeked out.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the girl shivered, then let out a surprised "Wow!"

Close the window.

From the second floor came Xiao Zishan's indescribable joy, probably calling Li Ran to get up. Less than five minutes later, before Zhang You had shoveled much snow, two little girls with uncombed hair and unwashed faces rushed downstairs.

Li Ran hadn't even zipped up her down jacket properly.

They were running and pulling at the same time.

(End of this chapter)