Breaking up, No Joke

The popularity of "Prince" made investors see business opportunities.

Many peripherals and posters about "Prince" appeared on the market, and all of them were sold out.

And Bai Yu's popularity not only increased his salary, but also made him more famous.

With good looks, legs, and acting skills, Bai Yu, who agrees with the current standard of star chasing fans, has become the hottest first-line male star at the moment.

And Mo Anyu, who had disappeared for more than a year, returned when no one responded.

It wasn't until everyone saw Mo Anyu's appearance in an interview with the business elite on TV that they discovered that Mo Anyu had actually returned.

In front of the camera, Mo Anyu is dressed as a social elite, with a big back, wearing a black suit and leather shoes. He is handsome and has some indescribable maturity—the previous delicate and sinister facial features have changed a little. Appears cold and hard.

Mo Anyu, who was facing the camera, looked a little reserved. He smiled slightly and said to the camera, "Hi, I'm Mo Anyu. Long time no see."

The reporter hiding behind the camera asked a few commercial topics symbolically, and then turned the topic to Bai Yu. He said: "Bai Yu's recent development trend is very good, but you left when you were the most popular. , and now you’re back, may I ask if you still plan to stay in the entertainment circle in the future?”

"Maybe, maybe not." Mo Anyu said indifferently, and there was still no other expression on his face. It seems that the more than one year of exile life has greatly transformed him.

"Are you perfunctory us? Mr. Mo, your fans are looking forward to your comeback. Can you give me an accurate answer?" The reporter asked persistently.

Mo Anyu was taken aback for a moment, and glanced at the reporter with a half-smile, and then slowly said, "I really have nothing to say. If there is a good script, I would like to go back and shoot it. But if not, let your impression of me stay at the moment when you have the best impression of me, thank you."

"Mo Anyu, you..."

Mo Anyu stretched out his hand and made a pause gesture. Facing the reporter's dazed expression, he smiled and said, "This is the Financial Channel. I hope you, as the gold medal reporter here, can ask me some commercial topics. Instead of these topics, okay?"

The reporter nodded blankly, then quickly regained his composure, asked a few commercial questions and then quickly withdrew.

In the next second, the video was switched to someone else.

Bai Yu reached out and replaced the TV with the remote control, his expression was indifferent: "Mo Anyu is back."

He didn't complain about what happened back then, he was even a little moved that the other party angrily stood up to defend himself when Qi Yan tried to shoot him.

Bai Yu just couldn't accept it. Mo Anyu said that he liked him, but he acted to kidnap him.

Love is not used in this kind of place.

Song Shilin came over with a bottle of freshly brewed milk powder and said, "Which one do you choose, breastfeeding or homework teaching?"

Two young fathers, because there are two children to take care of at home, so one person is responsible for taking care of one, which seems very harmonious. Bai Yu said decisively: "I want to take care of the little watermelon."

Song Shilin nodded without changing his expression, and said, "Remember to help him with his homework tomorrow, I'm going to nurse him."

"Oh." Bai Yu turned off the TV, followed Song Shilin to the second floor, then went to find Little Watermelon who was still watching animation, picked it up, and said, "Come on, let's start doing homework."

Xiao Xigua was struggling and unwilling to do his homework so quickly, his brain was still stuck in the cartoon just now and couldn't extricate himself, he said: "Baba, I want to watch TV, just watch it for one more minute."

Many years ago, Bai Yu, who often used this "1 minute" to compete with Berbran for TV watching time, at this moment, seemed extraordinarily ruthless.

Bai Yu stretched out his index finger and shook it, obviously refusing, and said, "You should finish writing these additions and subtractions first, otherwise you won't be able to read it."

"I'm already four years old, why do you want me to learn addition and subtraction?" Little Watermelon pouted, "You guys are all learning foreign languages, why should I learn this?"

"...Well" Bai Yu couldn't answer, "Why don't you tell me what your father usually teaches you, and I'll see if I know how Little Watermelon suddenly became happy and ran over He took out his small schoolbag, and spread his homework on the ground with his buttocks pouted. These were all the homework assigned by Song Shilin.

Before the child introduced his homework to Bai Yu, Bai Yu's mobile phone on the table rang.

Bai Yu's eyes were staring at the little watermelon without blinking, so he didn't get distracted to look at the caller ID, took it directly, swiped to connect, put it next to his ear, and said, "Hello, I'm Bai Yu. "

No one spoke on the other end of the phone.

Bai Yu frowned, took the phone away, and saw an unfamiliar caller ID, worried that it was a scam call, just about to hang up, when he heard the person on the other end of the phone say, "Hi, it's me."

"Hi Baiyu, it's me, I'm Mo Anyu." Mo Anyu's voice was hoarse, a little nervous and cramped, probably because he had also experienced some psychological struggle before making the call.

Bai Yu walked to the window with his mobile phone, and made a gesture with Little Watermelon, indicating that the child should make a call by himself. Little Watermelon nodded obediently, indicating that he understood.

"You have returned to China, how are you doing recently?" Bai Yu spoke first.

"So-so." Mo Anyu on the other end of the phone pursed his dry lips, looking extremely nervous, but his tone was still very cold, "I've been waiting for your call, but I didn't, it's me, I'm a little So arrogant."

"I don't understand why you wait for my call. I always feel that I told you very clearly before." Bai Yu said calmly, "What do you want to say, just say it."

I don't have time to chat with you.

"How are you and Song Shilin doing together? Over the past year or so, I am very concerned about your love life." Mo Anyu took a deep breath, the tension on his face was reflected by the indifference and indifference in Bai Yu's words. After not caring, it disappeared.

"Thank you for your concern. We are living a good life. Well, I'm going to hang up now." Bai Yu didn't intend to spend any more time chatting with Mo Anyu. Are these boring topics interesting?

It is a very embarrassing thing for two big men to get together to talk about emotional issues, but in the end Mo Anyu still babbles like a little girl, this is really unacceptable to Bai Yu of.

It's not that he dislikes Mo Anyu, it's just that he can't accept the other party's tone, it's too tactful.

For the impatient Bai Yu, this was a torture comparable to torture.

Mo Anyu: "I'll wait for you downstairs at your house."

"Right now, come down and say a few words to me, just a few words."

Bai Yu silently opened the curtains around him, and the night scene outside the house was illuminated by bright street lights, so Bai Yu could clearly see that there was no one outside the house.

Bai Yu held the phone and said, "I'm sorry, I've moved."

"..." Mo Anyu smiled wryly: "You moved? Where did you move, why didn't you tell me?"

"When I moved, you were still abroad, and I moved to Song Shilin's home." Bai Yu moved a chair, instructed Xiao Xigua to do homework, and said, "I want to watch Xiao Xigua do his homework." , it's okay, I'll just..."

"You dislike me so much?!" "If I dislike you, I will hang up the phone when you say the first word." Bai Yu said unbearably, he sacrificed to teach his stupid son to become It's wise to talk to Mo Anyu at the right time, not just to listen to his complaints.

"You still have me in your heart, don't you?" Mo Anyu's flat voice was filled with surprise.

"No." Bai Yu said coldly, "I really can't stand you anymore, and I'll hang up the phone if I don't talk about the main point."

"It's nothing important, I just want to chat with you." Mo Anyu's voice became flat, without any emotion, "I just want to tell you that I'm back, and I won't give up so easily."

"Oh." Bai Yu propped his chin to watch Little Watermelon do his homework.

Mo Anyu may have really called here to swear his sovereignty. Anyway, after he finished saying this, he hung up the phone without even prior notice.

Bai Yu, who wanted to hang up the phone a long time ago, held the phone and almost wanted to curse: "..."

Little Watermelon bit her finger in distress, pointed to the question in front of her, and said, "Baba, how does this "good guy" make a sentence."

"You can't even make a sentence for a good person?" Bai Yu put the phone aside, looked at Xiao Xigua seriously, and said, "Your father and I are good people."

"But the teacher will be angry if you make sentences like this."

"Then let him be angry. You wrote that your father is a good man, how could the teacher be angry?" Bai Yu said righteously.

"That's what Huamao wrote last time, and he was scolded by the teacher in the end." Xiao Xigua made sense.

"What did he write?" Bai Yu asked curiously, "It's right to make a sentence like me."

"Huatuo said: Dad's eggs are bad ones."

"..." Bai Yu coughed dryly and said, "Your classmate is wrong in making sentences like this. You follow me. This is right. Trust me."

"Oh, okay." Little Watermelon nodded, and Baba said that's all.

After the father and son finished making the phone calls arranged by the teacher and Song Shilin, they got together and happily played with the building blocks. Halfway through the play, the building blocks fell over and continued to pile up excitedly.

After Song Shilin finished cooking his noisy young son, seeing that Bai Yu hadn't come back for a long time, he came to look for someone.

Bai Yu waved his hands without looking back: "I'll go back after I finish my fight."

Little Watermelon also stared intently at Bai Yu's hand, for fear that he would make a wrong score, and his heart would be in his throat.

Song Shilin walked to the table, picked up Bai Yu's cell phone, saw an unfamiliar message, and opened it openly.

One by one I will not give up on you.

Song Shilin lowered his eyes.

He guessed who this person was.

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