Fang Miaomiao, of course, had no idea that someone's actions had already caused a huge stir online.
At this moment, she was eyeing Wen Yanan with unconcealed eagerness, or more precisely, the last remaining ice cream on the chair next to him.
She glanced around out of the corner of her eye, and seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she cautiously moved a little closer to Wen Yanan.
A little closer.
Then, she carefully reached out her "devil's claw" towards the bag on the chair.
Almost there, almost there.
Her second ice cream, she was about to get it.
Fang Miaomiao's eyes sparkled, her joy impossible to hide.
Suddenly, a small hand covered Fang Miaomiao's mischievous hand.
This action drew the attention of those around them.
Cui Mantong, standing beside them, chuckled and said, "Miaomiao, we can't snatch food from children."
"I wasn't," Fang Miaomiao calmly withdrew her hand, sat up straight, and explained with great seriousness, "I just wanted to see what flavor it was, you know, just curious, purely out of curiosity."
"Aunt Miaomiao, your gaze has been fixed on Brother An An's ice cream."
Cui Yongsheng's single sentence revealed the truth of the matter.
As his words fell, the people around, and even those filming, couldn't help but burst into laughter.
This made Fang Miaomiao blush deeply. This child, how could he be so honest? Where would she hide her old face now?
Though she thought this, her gaze never wavered.
She thought the remaining ice cream in the bag looked very delicious.
[OMG, Fang Miaomiao is too funny. I see her and it's like seeing my mom. My mom can't resist good food either, she has to try a bite, and what's more, she always blames the food for being bad. It's ridiculous.]
[Look how tempted Fang Miaomiao is. An An, you're still young, give the ice cream to your mom. I think she needs it more than you do.]
[Little friend An An states: My head can be broken, my blood can flow, but my ice cream can only be eaten by myself.]
[Hahaha, the ones above, are you trying to kill me with laughter along with Fang Miaomiao?]
"An An."
Wen Yanan glanced at her and shook his head solemnly, refusing, "You have cold constitution, you can't eat too many cold things."
[He's speaking, he's speaking! An An, run, the ice cream thief is coming.]
[Wow, when An An speaks, I'm completely won over by his maturity. He really loves Fang Miaomiao so much that he even knows about her cold constitution. Then I look at my son, take a deep breath, and tell myself, he's my own son, I can't get angry.]
[I'm also a fan of An An. Not only does he take care of Fang Miaomiao like a little adult, but he also remembers Fang Miaomiao's taboos at all times. What kind of divine son is this? Did Fang Miaomiao save the Milky Way in her past life?]
[Finally, without the trolls, the whole world is harmonious. Now I dare to quietly say, I love Fang Miaomiao's looks so much. How can she be so beautiful?]
[No, I'm just a little worried. Cold constitution, really? Fang Miaomiao married into the Wen family. Although I don't know which branch of the Wen family, would a wealthy family really tolerate a cold constitution? I'm a little worried.]
[As long as she is willing, the position of Mrs. Wen will always be hers and hers alone.]
A golden bullet comment nearly blinded the viewers.
[My eyes are going to go blind. It's bad enough to show off their affection, but now they have to blind my eyes too. What kind of situation is this?]
[Is this a declaration of ownership? I feel so domineering. Someone says she has a cold constitution and can't have children, and then immediately follows with an online refutation.]
[Otherwise? Only the haters with no eyes would think Fang Miaomiao is incapable of anything. If she were incapable, would the Wen family let her bring their grandson on a show? Don't talk about increasing popularity, does the Wen family need to rely on a variety show to increase their popularity? Does Wen Yanan need popularity?]
Without the presence of haters, the interactions between the two have actually increased Fang Miaomiao's popularity among passersby, and her pitiful number of inactive Weibo followers is also slowly rising.
"Cold constitution? I didn't know about that?" Fang Miaomiao blinked.
"Physical examination report, you didn't collect it."
Wen Yanan's tone was calm, but if one listened carefully, a hint of helplessness could be heard.
Fang Miaomiao then remembered that after obtaining the marriage certificate, the original owner had gone for a physical examination under the butler's guidance. Later, because she was busy with Fang Yanhuan fighting for a role, she forgot about the examination report.
Tsk, tsk, tsk. One had to admit, haters were indeed haters, actually writing her in the book as having a cold constitution. A cold constitution was a medical condition that could affect pregnancy.
Thinking of this, Fang Miaomiao couldn't help but touch her stomach.
But…
What did that have to do with her? Anyway, Wen Zhiyan had An An, and at worst, she would divorce Wen Zhiyan, but she could completely live her life alone with the divorce settlement Wen Zhiyan gave her.
Thinking about it this way, the problem didn't seem too big.
"Then you can't eat it." Cui Mantong also knew that this matter was of great importance. She quickly took the bag and placed it behind herself. Finally, feeling it was still not secure enough, she directly handed it to another cameraman.
The cameraman, seeing four pairs of eyes looking at him, swallowed and then, feigning calmness, handed his equipment to a colleague and started eating it himself.
Not to mention, eating ice cream in this hot weather was indeed a unique pleasure.
It's just that the scorching gaze made him feel like he was the wicked mother-in-law who broke up a loving couple.
"The ice cream is gone."
Fang Miaomiao was dumbfounded. In her previous life, under her agent's strict control, she could barely eat ice cream once a month. Now in her second life, she was still being controlled.
"If you want to eat it, can we wait until we get back?" Wen Yanan didn't want to do this, but it was for her own good. They couldn't take any risks.
"Alright."
Fang Miaomiao sighed. She wasn't desperately craving it, just a little melancholic.
"Alright," Cui Mantong got up, chuckled, and patted Fang Miaomiao's head, "Let's go, let's head to the next location. We haven't finished our tasks for today yet."
"Let's go!"
Saying that, Cui Mantong pulled Fang Miaomiao's hand.
Cui Yongsheng led the way, "Aunt Miaomiao, let's go, let's go."
Although Wen Yanan didn't speak, he still took Fang Miaomiao's hand.
Fang Miaomiao chuckled, but her heart felt warm.
Since her grandmother passed away, she hadn't seen so many people care about her in a long time. This almost made her feel sentimental.
"Thank you."
"What's there to thank?" Cui Mantong pretended to be angry and glared at her, then lowered her microphone, "However, with your condition, I know a very skilled traditional Chinese medicine doctor. I'll give you his contact information later, and you can go see him."
"Okay."
Fang Miaomiao smiled knowingly.
This smile was truly captivating, as if beauty itself had brought color to the world.