My daughter is so annoying

Realizing that what he said might be too straightforward, Fang Cheng hurriedly explained: "I mean, stay and have dinner together at night."

Yang Yueyue nodded shyly.

That night was indeed a mistake for Yang Yueyue. Yang Yueyue also regretted it, but when she saw Fang Cheng's gentle eyes when she took care of Qingqing, Yang Yueyue gradually fell into a trap.

For a person like Yang Yueyue who came from the countryside but made his fortune in the entertainment industry, the man she is looking for does not need to be good-looking or rich, but only needs to be kind.

It sounds cheesy, but it's true.

However, Fangcheng is satisfied with those who can be satisfied, and Fangcheng is also satisfied with those who do not need to be satisfied.

Looks, wealth, character.

Fang Cheng was almost all customized according to Yang Yueyue's liking, otherwise Yang Yueyue would not have followed Fang Cheng home that night, and ended up having sex.

If it wasn't for Qingqing's appearance, Fang Cheng and Yang Yueyue might never see each other again in this life, maybe it was because of good fortune, or maybe it was because of fate...

Fang Cheng put Qingqing in Yang Yueyue's hands, and ran to the kitchen to make dinner by himself.

Three dishes and one soup are all Fangcheng's specialty dishes.

When the last dish was served, Qingqing had already fallen asleep in Yang Yueyue's hands. Fang Cheng hugged her and put Qingqing on the crib.

"She's asleep, let's eat first."

"it is good."

The two sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere was a little delicate, more embarrassing.

Fang Cheng was the first to ask, "Did you come by car?"

"Ah."

"That's good. I can't see you off when Qingqing is at home." After a pause, Fang Cheng asked again: "Where do you live in the Devil's City now?"

"The suburbs, because I often have to go to Shanghai to record shows, so I rented a villa in the suburbs."

Fang Cheng nodded and said with a smile: "Do you want to continue like this? Oh, I mean, do you want to continue in the entertainment industry?"

Yang Yueyue explained: "When I debuted, I signed a two-year contract with the company."

"What about after the contract expires?"

"I... I don't know." Yang Yueyue said slowly, "My family is from a rural area. This opportunity is very important to me. Otherwise, I might still be handing out leaflets on the street. If I If we don’t continue, my family will have no source of income.”

"You should make more money in a month than others in a year, right?"

Yang Yueyue shook her head and said: "The contract we signed with the company is opened every three to seven days. If we don't receive advertisements and endorsements, we can only get hundreds of thousands a month at most. In addition, I bought a set for my mother in the city. house, so in fact, there is not much money left in a month.”

"Then you still pay me 10 yuan a month?"

"I……"

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "I didn't touch a single cent of the money on that card. I'll return it to you after dinner. You should know that I'm not short of money right now."

"Well, I know everything about you."

Fang Cheng put down the bowl and chopsticks and said, "The contract has expired, so don't renew it."

"But."

Fang Cheng interrupted directly: "I will support you."

Yang Yueyue blushed so much that water dripped out, she didn't dare to meet Fang Cheng's gaze, she lowered her head, the living room was so quiet that even the heartbeats of the two could be heard.

While eating, Fang Cheng said to himself: "Before Qingqing, my life was a mess. I either slept at home or fooled around in bars and nightclubs all day long. It’s changed, and now I just want to grow up with her. That’s right, Qingqing’s appearance was indeed a mistake we both made, but I don’t regret it. If you don’t mind, I can take responsibility for it. Whether it's you or Qingqing."

Before Yang Yueyue could speak, Fang Cheng continued: "I know these words are abrupt, but they are true words. You can think about it. Of course, I don't mean to blackmail you with Qingqing. No matter what you think, Qingqing, I will If I take care of her all the time, I can even guarantee that I will let her live a better life than any other child."

Yang Yueyue asked in a low voice: "Can I come back tomorrow?"

"Even if you stay here for the night, it's fine. At worst, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Yang Yueyue's face turned redder.

"Just kidding, it's getting late, why don't you go back first, it's too late and the road is not safe."

Hard to catch.

The old way.

Yang Yueyue nodded, got up and was about to go out, Fang Cheng followed, opened the door of the living room, and it was snowing again outside.

"wait for me a while."

Fang Cheng returned to the living room, pulled out a scarf, and handed it to Yang Yueyue.

Yang Yueyue put on her scarf and reluctantly left.

On the way back by car, what Fang Cheng said just now kept echoing in Yang Yueyue's mind, with a deep impression that he couldn't get rid of.

Fang Cheng happily cleaned up the dining table, and was about to go upstairs to take a shower and sleep when the doorbell rang again.

"Did you forget something?"

Fang Cheng stepped forward to open the door, only to find that the person who came was not Yang Yueyue, but Fatty Guo Hai.

Guo Hai hugged Fang Cheng's shoulders, and said with a smirk: "Brother Cheng, you are not kind."

"What's unkind? It's so late, and it's snowing again, why are you running here?"

Guo Hai rubbed on the spot twice, and sang in an out-of-tune voice: "Rub rub, rub rub, rub rub on this smooth ground."

Got it!

It turns out that Fatty Guo also listened to the song about my skate shoes.

Guo Hai smiled and said, "Brother Cheng, you never told us that you can sing before."

Fang Cheng gave Guo Hai a blank look, and said angrily, "Could it be that I want to tell you everything?"

After closing the door, Guo Hai followed Fang Cheng to the living room with a smile.

"Where's my niece?"

"Sleep upstairs."

"That's just right. I came here today to talk to you about something."