More than half an hour later, the car was parked in a scenic manor, and the golf course was built inside.

There are small bridges and flowing water in the manor. The afternoon sun is lazily pouring down. The cold winter seems to be dispelled a little, making people feel warm all over.

The owner of the manor is Ning Baiju’s friend. After getting off the car, Ning Baiju went to chat with his friend.

Ning Meng greeted her and then walked around to take photos with the camera she brought over.

When I was tired of shopping, Ning Meng took out her mobile phone: [Dad, where are you learning golf]

I waited for a while before I replied to the message.

Ning Meng wrapped the scarf around her neck tightly, trotted to the golf course, and found Ning Baiju.

Ning Baiju was learning golf with the coach. Ning Meng didn't come forward to disturb her, and squatted beside her and looked for various angles to help her father take photos.

After a long struggle, Ning Meng walked to the table with her heavy camera in her arms.

She looked through the photos inside the camera and was surprised to find that her photography skills had improved - she could actually make her father look so beautiful.

When Ning Meng turned to the scenery photos she took in front, she couldn't help but cough twice.

"I thought I had made progress, but I didn't expect it was my father who had no dead corners at 360 degrees."

Ning Meng muttered to herself.

Ning Baiju learned for a while and mastered the key points of golf. He played for a while and almost lost interest.

He came to Ning Meng with the club in front of him, and Ning Baiju asked, "What are you muttering?"

"Nothing." Ning Meng looked up, "Dad, have you learned it?"

"Well, I've learned almost all the time. Do you want to follow me and learn?"

"I don't want to learn."

She was wrapped so thickly that it was not convenient to move.

Ning Baiju nodded and ordered the people on the court to come and take the clubs. He pulled Ning Meng up from the chair: "I'll take you to the shooting hall to see it. It's still too cold outside."

When we arrived at the shooting hall, it was quite lively.

Each guest is divided into areas where there is free movement and does not affect each other.

A staff member brought two glasses of wine, Ning Meng took one, stood by and watched her father study the gun.

It was the first time Ning Baiju had touched this kind of hot weapon after being in modern times for so long.

After studying it for a while, Ning Meng worked hard to solve a piece of pastry, he shot at the bull's eye.

The recoil is a bit strong, and the first bullet is directly hit to the side.

Ning Baiju stopped, adjusted, and raised his gun again.

This time I barely hit the target.

"It's not very difficult." Ning Baiju said to herself, continuing to adjust her state.

The posture is quite calm.

Ning Meng was a little interested - it was fine.

When she walked to the position next to her father, Ning Meng put on a series of equipment, then she held the gun, followed her father's movements, and loaded it in a good manner.

When shooting, he took two steps back due to the recoil.

After Ning Meng stabilized her body, she quickly raised her hand and rubbed her arm.

No, I can't hold it, the recoil is too strong.

She has to find a way to be lazy.

When Ning Meng muttered in her heart, Ning Baiju stopped shooting and turned her head to see if she needed help.

Seeing Ning Meng lowering her eyes to adjust the gun, she seemed to be thinking about how to shoot to hit the target, Ning Baiju didn't interfere.

After a while, Ning Meng raised her gun and fired again, this time she deviated further and further away.

She put down her gun and shook her right hand: "I used two experiments to prove one thing, that is, this game is not suitable for me."

Ning Baiju: "..."

Why do you feel like she just wants to be lazy?

"Then you stand by and rest for a while, and Dad practice it."

"Okay." Ning Meng said happily.

A few minutes later, Ning Baiju turned her head and found that Ning Meng was sitting on the sofa not far away, eating the fruits provided by the shooting hall, and playing games with the people resting next to her.

Ning Baiju: "..."

Well, she must have wanted to be lazy just now.

It is rare to come to the private manor, Ning Baiju is very interested in all the projects inside.

He was very quick to get started, and in one afternoon, he learned all the projects he was interested in.

But even so, when I returned home from the private manor, the sky became a little dim.

Ning Baiju stretched out his hand and opened the car door.

His hands blocked the top of the car door and signaled Ning Meng to get in.

Ning Meng got into the car, stretched her waist, and sighed: "I am so busy and tired today."

"Is that true?" Ning Baiju glanced at her.

"Isn't it?" Ning Meng asked back.

Ning Baiju didn't say anything. He just silently sent a message to Assistant Tao and asked Assistant Tao to buy a treadmill and send it to the apartment immediately.

The dinner was settled in a private restaurant outside, and Ning Baiju booked a seat early.

After eating, he went home and looked at the brand new treadmill in the living room. Ning Meng didn't realize it was wrong: "Dad, are you going to start exercising?"

"Not me."

Ning Baiju smiled and said, "Remember to exercise well tonight, which is worthy of your busy and tired comment."

Ning Meng: "????"

No need to do this.

An hour later, Ning Meng was panting on the treadmill.

Ning Baiju was leisurely and contented, sitting on the sofa flipping through documents.

"Dad, I'm really tired now."

Ning Baiju ignored her.

"Dad, my peerless good dad--"

Ning Baiju picked up the freshly squeezed lemon juice and tasted it carefully.

"Dad, I also have to organize the photos in the camera, sort out your handsome photos, and then post them to Weibo to enjoy them by my fans! This matter cannot be delayed."

Ning Baiju raised her eyes lazily: "Okay, if you are tired, come down and rest."

Ning Meng: Bah!

After taking a shower, Ning Meng sat cross-legged on the bed and placed the computer on her knees.

After she sorted out the photos, she picked out one of hers and posted a photo of her father on Weibo.

After drying his hair, Ning Meng picked up her phone and refreshed her Weibo and read the comments below.

[But I want to sleep with Ning Baiju: Yingying Since the shocking moment of the press conference that day, I can finally suck my husband again]

【Sweet Lemon Mom: My husband looks good in a suit, my husband looks good in casual clothes, and he looks good in any way]

[Lemon Fruit on the Lemon Tree: The man I have loved for more than ten years, wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

Ning Meng brushed down with a calm face.

Finally, I saw the comment praising her in a very back position:

【Come for you: The beautiful sister is so cute when she is wrapped tightly]

As a second- and third-tier female star with nearly 10 million Weibo fans, Ning Meng feels that she is really not in line.

These fans, don’t think she will take her father to open business in the future.

Suddenly, Ning Meng thought of something and took a screenshot to knock on Si Huo.

[Just talk about it, among these comments that want to be my mother, which one is your vest]

This person is not very confident. He said that he is in the top 20 hot comments on Weibo. She wants to see which vest belongs to Si Huo this time.

Si Huo must stay away from his cell phone for twenty-four hours.

Ning Meng's message had just been sent, and the 'Message is being entered' was displayed there.

【Si Huo: Then what, you hold on]
To be continued...