Chinese entertainment: What's wrong with actresses wanting to improve?

Chapter 484 Nebula Video Launch Date

"They're back, they're back."

Li Hui was the first to see Fu Yibai push the door open and walk in; the anxiety on her face instantly turned into a relieved smile.

Liu Yan turned around and her eyes immediately welled up with tears when she saw Fu Yibai.

"You're finally back."

Your son has gone mad; he hasn't stopped talking since this morning.

Her voice was hoarse from crying.

Fu Yibai walked over and took Fu Jingchen from Liu Yan's arms.

The little one was switched in someone else's arms, and cried for half a second before suddenly stopping.

He stared blankly at Fu Yibai's face with those eyes that were exactly the same as Liu Yan's, and then let out a loud burp.

"Alright, alright, Dad's home."

Fu Yibai held his son upright against his chest, gently patting his small back with his palm.

Fu Jingchen hiccuped twice more, his clenched fists slowly relaxed, his face was no longer red, tears clung to his eyelashes, and his mouth trembled, but at least he didn't cry out again.

Liu Yan stood to the side, watching this scene, and tears streamed down her face.

"He just misses you."

"That brat just misses you. Nothing anyone does can comfort him. He'll stop crying as soon as you come back."

"It's only two months old and it already recognizes people?"

Fan Binbin walked in from the door and placed the Volpi cup on the low cabinet next to the sofa.

When Yang Rong saw her, her eyes lit up, and she stood up from the sofa with Zhao Ning in her arms.

"Congratulations, Sister Binbin!"

Fan Binbin walked to Yang Rong's side and looked down at Zhao Ning in her arms.

The little girl was staring at her with her round eyes when she suddenly grinned, revealing a brief, fleeting smile.

"She smiled! She smiled at me!"

Fan Binbin's voice changed from excitement.

"Of course, godmother is an award-winning actress, and the baby is happy for you too."

Yang Rong gently handed Zhao Ning into Fan Binbin's arms.

Fan Binbin carefully took it, cradling Zhao Ning's soft nape in his hand, and after holding her securely, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

"Little one, do you miss your godmother too?"

Li Hui stood by the dining table, looked at the group of young people, shook her head, and put the warmed milk powder back on the table.

"Alright, alright, stop standing there."

Binbin had been on a plane for over ten hours, so he quickly sat down to rest.

The group sat down on the sofa.

"Son, now you can finally spend some quality time with Rongrong and Yanyan, right?"

"Yes, I'll take a break for a while and spend some quality time with Rongrong and the others."

"That's good. Now that you're a father, you can't be like before, leaving for long periods of time at a time."

The child is almost at the age where they recognize people; don't let them not recognize you as their father then.

"No way, my two little darlings love me the most."

Is it Jingchen, Zhaoning?

Fu Yibai was holding his son in his arms and Fan Binbin was holding her daughter.

The group chatted in the living room for a while, and then the dinner prepared by the postpartum care center was ready.

After dinner, both little ones were sleepy and fell into a deep sleep shortly after being put in their cribs.

On September 14th, morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the sheer curtains of the postpartum care center's French windows, falling on the white railings of the crib.

Fu Zhaoning woke up and stared at the rotating mobile above her head.

Fu Jingchen was lying on his back in the crib next door, sleeping soundly with his little fists clenched around the corner of the blanket, his mouth slightly open, and drool soaking a small patch of the sheet.

Fu Yibai was lying on the recliner next to the crib, covered with a thin blanket, and had fallen asleep at some point.

Last night, Fu Jingchen fussed twice more. He woke up when Liu Yan got up to feed him and took over the task of burping and soothing her back to sleep. It didn't stop until after 4 a.m.

Liu Yan tiptoed out of the bathroom, walked to the crib, bent down to look at her son, and only after confirming that he was still asleep did she turn around and walk to Fu Yibai's side.

"Go back to bed, you're not comfortable here."

Fu Yibai opened his eyes, adjusted to the morning light, and sat up to stretch his stiff neck.

"It's nothing. What time is it?"

It's almost seven o'clock.

"Then you stay with me."

Fu Yibai reached out and put his arm around Liu Yan's waist.

"Then you're not allowed to do bad things."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything bad."

The two lay back down on the bed.

"Didn't we say we wouldn't do bad things?"

"I didn't do anything wrong."

"So what are you doing~"

"Check the quality of the food for your son."

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At 2 p.m., Zhang Xinyu returned from the company with a stack of documents that needed to be signed.

Fu Yibai flipped through the documents one by one in the study. Most of them were routine approvals, but only two required careful reading.

One is that Nebula Video's IPO application has been approved, and the bell-ringing ceremony is scheduled for October 3.

The other document was a progress report on the preparation of "The Wandering Earth" sent by Wang Peng.

Andy Lau's contract has been signed, and Deng Chao and Yang Mi's physical training is underway.

After dinner, Fu Yibai took the two children for a walk along the lakeside path in a double stroller.

The evenings in mid-September were no longer so muggy.

Fu Zhaoning lay on the left side of the stroller, her eyes open as she watched the tree canopy slowly moving overhead.

Fu Jingchen lay on his right side, sleeping peacefully, a rare occurrence for him.

When we got back to the villa, both children were fast asleep.