accidental pregnancy

Because Wen Ran was unwell, President Shen brought his son all the way to visit, and Feng Zhenglin gave him a day off.

Wen Ran, who accidentally indulged too much last night, which almost ruined his waist and chrysanthemums today, didn't get up even when the alarm clock rang, and was lazy in bed enjoying the waist massage given to him by Shen's father.

"Mr. Shen, can I make a small comment on our unharmonious bed?" Wen Ran squinted her eyes and said after being pressed comfortably.

"Not harmonious," Shen Mingchuan automatically ignored the second half of his sentence, and the hands rubbing his waist gradually became ambiguous, and said in a low voice, "Is it because my skills are not good enough to make you unhappy, or is it not thick enough to last?"

"..." Wen Ran's face was flushed red by his vulgar words, "Get out, don't you think you're just doing nothing if you don't sing, and you're torturing the dead...is it very annoying?"

Shen Mingchuan understood: "So it's because I think I'm not frequent enough."

"Don't misinterpret what I mean," Wen Ran knew that his physical problems could not be cured overnight, "that is, a lesser number of times would be perfect."

The result of saving too much is that every time I am left with sore backs and chrysanthemums the next day.

cough cough.

"I'll try my best." Shen Mingchuan nodded, then patted his head again, "I've wronged you."

"I didn't say that, don't make up your mind."

As she said that, Wen Ran took the initiative to lean over and kissed the corner of Shen Mingchuan's mouth, but was pressed back on the bed, and the raindrops of kisses fell down. In a daze, Wen Ran heard Shen Mingchuan say vaguely: " I will try to eat as little as possible in the future.”

Wen Ran: "..."

Who wants you to eat less and eat more? Hey!

It's easier to be impulsive when getting up in the morning, and the two of them are lingering together. Seeing that another goblin fight is about to trigger a thunderstorm, Shen Mingchuan's cell phone on the table rang.

Shen Mingchuan stretched out his hand to press the voice and didn't want to pay attention to it, but the other party was not interested at all. Seeing that Shen Mingchuan's phone didn't answer, he called Wen Ran's phone again.

"Answer the phone." Wen Ran pushed him, "Maybe there is something urgent."

Father Shen, who was obsessed with beauty, heard the words, fished Wen Ran's cell phone and looked at the caller ID, it was Ye Wei.

He answered the phone unceremoniously, and said in a bad tone: "If it's nothing important, you can raise your head and apologize."

"..." Ye Wei was silent for a second, then said, "I annoy him and keep crying after getting up, Xiao Lin and I can't coax him well."

"You won't nurse and change his diaper?"

"Hey, he didn't drink, and the diaper was changed, but it didn't work." Ye Weisheng said indifferently, he never knew that a child could be so troublesome.

That may be because I miss my father. When I wake up, I don’t see familiar people, so I will cry easily, and I may not leave home often, and I am not used to waking up in strange places.

Shen Mingchuan said, "You can carry him here."

The beautiful morning of the two of them was ruined by the children. Shen Mingchuan got dressed and went out to pick up the boy. Wen Ran also got up to wash his hands and put on a mask to prevent the cold from spreading to the boy.

Ye Wei hugged him, Xiaofanfan really cried aggrievedly, but when he saw Shen Mingchuan, he stretched out his hand and begged for a hug without tears.

Shen Mingchuan's gloomy mood of being interrupted by a good thing was instantly dissipated by laughter, he hugged Xiao Fanfan, and obediently buried his head on his shoulder, as if he was afraid of being carried away by a strange uncle again.

"Fanfan, be good." Shen Mingchuan kissed his tender cheeks, and Fanfan let out a giggle, leaning on his shoulder, drooling all over his pajamas.

Shen Mingchuan didn't care either, and said to Ye Wei: "Bring over his baby bottle and milk powder, and boil another pot of water."

"Ok."

Ye Wei looked at the two people who were getting along so intimately, and marveled at the magic of blood relationship. God knows how much his boss didn't like children before, and he would frown for a long time even holding a child, let alone coaxing him.

The father and son interacted for a while, Shen Mingchuan guessed that Wen Ran had also done it, and carried Fanfan into the inner room.

Wen Ran was wearing the black mask he always wears today, he thought that if he changed to a mask, the annoying kids would definitely not recognize him again.

I don't want to bother to recognize people very well. Yesterday, my father who was used to wearing a mask was hugged by Shen Mingchuan, and he waved his little hands to hug him gently.

"Little heartless." Shen Mingchuan hugged Fanfan to him, and patted his little butt.

Fanfan thought Shen Mingchuan was playing with him, so he laughed even harder, and drooled on Wen Ran's pajamas again.

"Why is the drool getting worse and worse?" Wen Ran gently wiped off the drool from the corner of his mouth with a paper, and teased Shen Mingchuan, "Did you also like this when you were young?"

Shen Mingchuan laughed: "I didn't have the habit of drooling when I was young, but I heard from my mother that you drooled a lot when you were young."

Wen Ran: "..."

Why is it always Mom who exposes the old truth, so angry.

When Fanfan grows up, he will definitely not tell others such embarrassing things as peeing in his mouth, snatching toys from Erha Shen, who was raised by Shen's mother, and falling asleep while pulling his papa halfway!

Because Wen Ran brought a little boy who was only over six months old, and Wen Ran had a cold, it was unrealistic to go out to play, so fortunately, he just stayed in the hotel for a day.

The next day Wen Ran wanted to continue filming the unfinished scene the day before yesterday. Shen Mingchuan brought Fan Fan to the scene to watch him filming. He was going back early tomorrow morning, trying to make it possible for Fan Fan, who hadn't seen another father for a long time, to see more meet him.

This scene is Wen Ran's personal one-man show. As the keynote speaker, what he needs to talk about is very professional, and it is all technical terms in the architectural design industry. He is afraid that he will not be able to distinguish the podium and tower buildings. In the gap, I memorized the lines carefully again.

Mr. Shen acted as a baby daddy without the burden of being an idol, sat next to him with annoyance, glanced at the content of his script, and said, "Are you doing a bidding speech?"

Wen Ran smiled: "Yes, you can see it at a glance."

"I have watched large construction project bidding sites," Shen Mingchuan smiled, "The content of your script is not professional enough."

Just when Feng Zhenglin passed by, he heard their speech with sharp ears, and hurriedly put down the business in hand and walked over: "So, Mr. Shen has a good opinion?"

Shen Mingchuan was dissatisfied with this Feng Zhenglin who hadn't seen the small world of their family of three, but he still said dutifully: "As a big project, you raised it too high in order to appear compelling, and it's too late to sign an international bilateral trade agreement." The scene is too big, in fact, no one will make it like this, and the human, material and financial resources are unrealistic."

"..."

Feng Zhenglin was a little embarrassed because the project was huge, and in order to show how important the male lead had lost, the scenes were indeed exaggerated.

"Besides," Shen Mingchuan pulled the script over, "The judges' question here, the original intention of your script should be to make the judges embarrass the hero, but it can be more objective and smooth, there is no need to be so... sharp."

In fact, Shen Mingchuan wanted to say that he was mentally retarded.

People who have been in the mall for a long time will develop a face with different hearts. Sometimes the more they want to target a person, the more they will behave in a good manner, so that they will not leak, and will not make people suspect that they are targeting him. .

He can understand the judge's temperament, but what he said was a bit too targeted.

To put it bluntly, it's petty. Among the judges of such a big project, this one suddenly appeared, which is very abrupt.

Of course, from the perspective of the script, he may be trying to stimulate conflicts and promote the plot.

Fanfan in his arms saw the script in front of him, and excitedly reached out to grab it.

Wen Ran skillfully carried Fanfan over. He didn't understand these professional things, so he simply carried Fanfan to the set for a stroll, so that everyone could see his cute and smart son.

Everyone wanted to hug Fanfan yesterday, but Father Shen's aura was too strong to dare to hug Fanfan. Now, while Father Shen was talking to the director about the script, they all came over to interact with Fanfan.

The coordinator of the film crew was a girl. She stretched out her hand to tease Fanfan twice, and her heart melted when she got a smile from Fanfan's children, and said, "Mr. Wen, your baby is really cute. It's so cute. His name is what name?"

"Troublesome, troublesome trouble."

Fanfan heard Wen Ran calling his name, and happily stretched out his little hand to touch Wen Ran's face.

"..."

Everyone was silent for a while, probably not expecting such a weird name, a female supporting role in this drama asked: "A few months old, can you walk?"

"It's been more than 6 months. I can't walk so soon, but I can sit by myself."

Wen Ran answered her question seriously, for some reason, as long as it was about annoying, even trivial and common questions, he was also happy to answer them.

Probably the mentality of showing off the baby.

"It's really similar to Mr. Shen. He will definitely be a handsome guy when he grows up. Can I reserve the place of your daughter-in-law?" Liu Han, who played his assistant, knew him well and asked shamelessly.

"Wake up, I am the daughter-in-law's No. 1 choice!"

"Bilian, my husband is so young that you want to be superior."

Several little girls started to make a noise, and Wen Ran also joined in the fun, saying, "Annoying, there are so many beautiful young ladies who want to marry you, which one do you like?"

Fanfan was hugged by his father and turned around, looked at the young ladies in front of him, stared at them innocently for a few seconds, and finally buried his head in Wen Ran's shoulder.

Everyone laughed, even though he knew that Fanfan didn't understand anything, it was just his instinct to get close to the mother's body, but it was so fun.

Over there, Feng Zhenglin called one of the screenwriters on the scene to listen to Shen Mingchuan's professional opinions, and then he will concentrate on the opinions and improve the content later.

After Shen Mingchuan finished raising his opinion, he spread his hands and said, "I'm just talking about the problem from the perspective of a layman. It's fine if Director Feng has heard the opinion. The specifics need to be based on the needs of the plot. You don't have to be too serious."

Feng Zhenglin: "..."

Are you really good like this?

Feng Zhenglin discussed with the screenwriter present, and finally decided that it still needs to be revised, so he asked the screenwriter in charge of this content to come over and improve it.

The screenwriter had worked in an architectural design firm before, so he has a relatively thorough understanding of this industry. The script was written in this way to better and more directly advance the plot, and put aside the reality.

Anyway, laymen watch the fun, insiders look at the doorway, and designers who are really experts have bald hair, so how can they have time to watch these things.

Now that Shen Mingchuan put forward his opinions so bluntly, he blushed and hurriedly said that he would think about it again.

Since the script had to be changed, Mr. Shen used his wisdom to buy some time to spend with Wen Ran, and the two went back to Wen Ran's lounge with annoyance.

"Director Feng must be going crazy." Wen Ran said a little amusedly, the shooting schedule was already a bit tight, but being messed up like this delayed the progress again.

Mr. Shen said brazenly: "It's reasonable to be unprofessional."

Wen Ran knew that his occupational disease was onset, and said, "Actually, I don't blame them. These things come from life and are higher than life. If there is no outbreak point, the plot will not be able to advance."

"So, now many people have learned incorrect things from film and television works without knowing it, and have taken many wrong paths."

Wen Ran: "..."

The topic suddenly became serious.

But Shen's father is really handsome when he looks so serious.

God knows how much admiration and pride he felt in his heart when he saw Shen Mingchuan pointing out the shortcomings of the script to him in a serious manner.

Father Shen, that is, Father Shen, you can see so many problems just by listening to him recite a few lines.

If this continues, he will sooner or later become Boss Shen's little fan.

"Yeah!"

Fanfan didn't get the attention of his two fathers for a long time, and began to look for a sense of presence, writhing restlessly in Wen Ran's arms.

Shen Mingchuan grabbed him over, patted his butt and said, "Not honest, I'm looking for a beating."

"Don't be so annoying."

"Anyway, he can't understand, can he, little trouble."

As Shen Mingchuan said, he supported Fanfan's butt with one hand, grabbed his small arm with the other, and swayed it in the air twice. Fanfan should really like the feeling of being a little empty, so he giggled immediately.

Wen Ran shook his head, the stupid son of the landlord's family.

"By the way," Shen Mingchuan teased him twice, and when he was finally satisfied, he said to Wen Ran, "There is a reality show called 'Marriage with Love', which shoots clips of couples or their daily relationship. Do you want to think about it?"

Wen Ran gave a hand to drink the water: "...Sister Tan told you?"

"No, their producer has asked me to invest. I think their creativity is very good. According to the current audience's preferences, the response must be good."

This is really true, Wen Ran can't laugh or cry, he's hiding something here to keep Shen Mingchuan from knowing, but in the end, he directly approached Shen Mingchuan to invest, it must be because he couldn't get through this way, and secretly used the investment as an excuse , pull him this line.

The curve to save the country routine is very good.

Too scheming.

Wen Ran thought for a while, and said: "This program is not only about showing my face, but also you and Fanfan, and there are also prescribed tasks to be done. I don't know what kind of perverted tasks the program team will have, are you sure you want me to participate? "

"It's not about being ugly, what are you afraid of showing your face, and the outside world has always said a lot about our marriage. If they want to know the truth, let them see it, so that they don't keep talking about it."

Father Shen said domineeringly, obviously he also minded the rumors that they were divorced long ago.

Wen Ran hesitated. He knew that Shen Mingchuan was mainly talking about him because of him. He was not a public figure, and he didn't check Weibo.

"I don't really want to pick it up, it delays filming."

I also don't want to consume Shen Mingchuan.

I don't even want him to wrong himself for him.

It's not necessary, and I don't want to.

"Their filming time is from Friday night to Sunday, and there are only 12 episodes in one season, so it won't take much of your time, and the filming time is early August, when you just finished filming "Designer" and rested at home."

"..." Knowing his itinerary so well, Wen Ran saw that Shen Mingchuan was quite interested, "You...do you really want me to pick you up?"

"Take it." Shen Mingchuan hooked the corners of his mouth, with a bit of expectation in his expression, "I haven't experienced such a thing as showing affection under the camera."

Wen Ran: "..."

So you just want to show off.