After transmigrating into a slag attack, I became a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

Wei Yanze is a freshman, and the courses are relatively few, but his teacher Lin Lanting will give him extra homework, so he is very busy every day, and only has time to play with his two children at night.

Compared with the two children, Shuai Chang is more about desire and dissatisfaction.

Wei Yanze was very tired every day, and Shuai Chang couldn't bear to torment him, so he could only solve it by himself, feeling even more miserable than a single dog.

That day, Shuai Chang called Wei Yanze from the balcony, and when he heard that he wouldn't be back until ten o'clock in the evening, he couldn't help complaining: "I'm beginning to regret letting you go to college, what should I do, I miss you so much."

Wei Yanze's eyes were red, and he said in a choked tone: "Stop talking, I'm going to cry." He also wanted to be handsome.

Although he met many people in school, none of them could give him the sense of security Shuai Chang had.

Most of his classmates are men and women, almost no twins, and he can’t find anyone to chat with. The sight of men makes him feel scared, and the sight of women is usually full of maternal love (?), which makes him feel at a loss.

Wei Yanze hung up the phone, and a well-dressed man, about 30 years old, walked beside him, with a charming smile on his mouth.

Wei Yanze looked around uneasily, trying to find familiar classmates, but he didn't know where they went, and there was no one he knew anywhere he could see.

"Hello, are you a student of University D?" the man asked softly.

Wei Yanze nodded stiffly, "Sir, what's the matter?" His brown eyes were full of uneasiness, like a little white rabbit unable to escape, and people couldn't help but want to tease him.

"My name is Fanshang, and I'm the manager of Fanyin Film and Television. Do you have any ideas about becoming a star?" Fanshang took out a business card from his card holder and put it in front of Wei Yanze. Wei Yanze shook his head and said: " Don't give me a business card, I don't want to be a star."

Fan Shang's fingers stiffened, it was the first time someone rejected him.

"OK, I respect your decision." He took back his business card, "What is your profession? Why are you here alone?"

Wei Yanze looked at the half-drawn sketch on the left, "I'm sketching." After finishing speaking, he ignored Fan Shang, walked to the easel to finish, picked up the brush and began to outline the lines.

Fan Shang stood beside Wei Yanze unwillingly, and Wei Yanze was so absorbed in painting that he didn't even notice that there was someone next to him.

A male student majoring in fashion design came back from buying water and saw an uncle looking at Wei Yanze with a strange look, and immediately went over and said, "Sir, please don't disturb his creation."

Fan Shang withdrew his gaze, "You are?"

"I'm his classmate, sir, do you know him?" The male classmate was vigilant and didn't say Wei Yanze's name.

Fan Shang smiled slightly, but did not speak.

The male classmate knew that Wei Yanze was good-looking, and was afraid that Fan Shang might be up to no good, so he stood by and watched, and immediately glared at Fan Shang whenever he made a move.

Fan Shang answered a phone call, and said regretfully: "It seems that I can't watch you draw anymore, and I will see you again if we are destined."

Fan Shang left, Wei Yanze breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the male classmate: "Thank you for accompanying me, I am a little afraid of that man, and dare not talk to him."

The male student hurriedly waved his hands, his face flushed, "It's okay, I should do everything, we are classmates."

Wei Yanze smiled lightly, and the male classmate immediately drifted away, thinking that Shuang'er is really cute and soft, making people want to be cared for.

The crisis on Wei Yanze's side was over, Shuai Chang hung up the phone and walked into the bedroom, he saw Deng Jie reaching for the toys on the closet, he tried to stand on tiptoe, raised his arms, the hem of his clothes was pulled up, revealing his thin body thin waist.

Shuai Chang asked: "Deng Jie, what do you want?"

Deng Jie seemed taken aback when she heard the words, her fair face was flushed when she turned her head: "Mr. Zhou, I saw two little bears on the closet, which are just suitable for Cheng Xing to play with, so I want to try to take them down."

"Oh, that's easy." Shuai Chang went to the toilet and took out the broom, and with a flick of the broom handle, the two little bears rolled down one after the other.

"There is dust on it, you remember to wash it before playing with Cheng Xing."

Deng Jie tried to make herself look normal, and smiled softly: "Thanks to Mr. Zhou, it is really more convenient to have a man in the family. There are some things that Shuang'er can't do well." Deng Jie frowned distressedly, very He is obviously a person with a story, which makes people want to find out.

But Shuai Chang was not included among these curious people. He waved his hands and picked up Zhou Chengxing who was eating his hands on the crib, "You wash the bear first, and I will take Chengxing down to play for a while."

Deng Jie nodded blankly, and when Shuai Chang's figure disappeared, the expression on her face became ferocious.

He didn't understand what's so good about Wei Yanze, they are both twins, why Zhou Zhenting only has him in his eyes, obviously he is also very good-looking and very lovable.

Deng Jie didn't believe that there was a man in the world who could hold a beautiful woman in his arms without chaos. It must be because Zhou Zhenting didn't realize it today. After he tried a few more times, he would definitely be able to replace Wei Yanze as Zhou's daughter-in-law.

He worked hard at the Zhou family to help Wei Yanze take care of the children, just to make the children like him. After Wei Yanze left, he devoted himself to teaching him. Sooner or later, Wei Yanze's two children would become Deng Jie's children.

In the next few days, Deng Jie will always seem to be seduced by Shuai Chang, but Shuai Chang is blind, no matter how obvious Deng Jie's actions are, he can't see it.

Lingtuan couldn't stand it any longer, and said to Shuai Chang: "Handsome guy, you should take care of yourself, Deng Jie seduces you every day and you can't see it. If it weren't for me, he would give you a drug, I'm afraid you will lose your virginity."

Shuai Chang: "Deng Jie? Seduce me? Are you kidding me? He is a nanny hired to watch the children. What is he doing to seduce me? Do you expect me to divorce Yanze and marry him?"

Lingtuan: "Congratulations handsome guy, you answered correctly! Applause!"

Lingtuan: "I just checked Deng Jie's life experience. He was deceived by a bad man at the age of 16 and lost his pregnancy. The child was miscarried and he has been unable to conceive ever since. Deng Jie likes children very much. You and Wei Yanze have two children. He replaced them. Wei Yanze's child will become his."

Shuai Chang frowned: "Are you sure?" If this is the case, Deng Jie can no longer stay.

But Wei Yanze has a very good relationship with him, in order not to hurt Wei Yanze's heart, he has to think of a way.

Spirit Group: "I guarantee it with my personality!"

Shuai Chang feels that it is necessary to talk to Zhou's mother about this matter.

It was almost Shuai Chang who slapped Zhou's mother on the table angrily just after finishing talking: "I just said that Chengxing's work and rest are different these days, it must be Deng Jie's mess. Are you afraid that Yanze will be sad? It's just a fake girlfriend If the child has a problem, who do you think Yanze will turn to? Leave this matter to me, and you don't care about it, as if you don't know anything. "

After the family had dinner in the evening, Zhou's mother called Deng Jie into the room to talk. No one knew what they said. After Deng Jie came out, she went to pack her things with a cold face, and left Zhou's house in Uncle Li's car.

Shuai Chang went to pick up Wei Yanze at night, Wei Yanze stood under the bright yellow streetlight at the school gate and immediately smiled when he saw him, Shuai Chang drove the car in front of him and asked through the window: "How are you today? Are you tired?" tired?"

Wei Yanze shook his head, "I like drawing very much, and the fashion design course is not too difficult."

Shuai Chang got out of the car and opened the co-pilot's door, closed the door after Wei Yanze got up, turned to the driver's seat and stepped into the car with long legs.

When the two returned home, Mother Zhou sat in the living room and said to Wei Yanze who just came back: "Yanze, don't rush to see Chengxing, talk to me."

"Okay, Mom." Wei Yanze went to sit down opposite Zhou's mother.

Shuai Chang went upstairs to see Zhou Chengxing, he was sleeping, his face was pale and tender, and his mouth was sucking unconsciously.

"You are too young to sue your father for being bullied."

Downstairs, Mother Zhou asked, "What did you do at school today?"

Wei Yanze: "I learned theoretical knowledge in professional classes, and in the afternoon the teacher took us to sketch at the foot of the mountain next to the school."

Mother Zhou nodded: "Today I found out that Deng Jie deliberately woke Cheng Xing up while he was sleeping, and I drove Deng Jie away in a fit of anger. You won't blame me, will you?"

In Wei Yanze's mind, there is no comparison between Deng Jie and children. He said angrily, "How could Deng Jie do such a thing? Fortunately, I still regard him as a friend."

"Mom, why don't I stop going to school and take care of Cheng Xing myself."

"Nonsense." Zhou's mother patted the seat next to her and let Wei Yanze sit over, "It's hard for you to live comfortably for a few days, don't get confused by such a trivial matter, you must finish college, Cheng Xing has me here Well, Xiaohua and I can watch it together, no problem."

"Mom..." Wei Yanze was moved to tears.

"Okay, study hard and win me honor, I'm not in vain for doing so much for you." Mother Zhou took out a handkerchief and handed it to Wei Yanze: "Hurry up, and when we meet Zhen Ting later, don't let him misunderstand that I'm bullying you. "

"Zhen Ting won't, he knows that Mom treats me well." Wei Yanze sniffed, hugged Zhou's mother's arm and said, "Mom, Zhen Ting and I will be very filial to you."

Zhou's mother pushed Wei Yanze: "Go back and see your son, don't be nasty with me, an old woman."

Wei Yanze smiled and said, "Mom is not old, she looks at most 40 years old."

Mother Zhou laughed and scolded: "Your little mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter."

When Wei Yanze returned to the upstairs bedroom, Shuai Chang was taking a bath, and when he came out, he saw Wei Yanze sitting beside the crib and crying silently to Zhou Chengxing.

Shuai Chang threw away the towel to wipe his hair and walked over to hug Wei Yanze: "Baby, don't cry, my husband loves you."

Wei Yanze threw himself into Shuai Chang's arms and sobbed, "I actually asked such a bad person to take care of Cheng Xing for me. I was sorry for Cheng Xing and caused him to suffer."

"Fortunately, he found out in time. Deng Jie just woke up Cheng Xing secretly. If he had other thoughts and harmed Cheng Xing, I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life."

"Okay, okay, wait until Cheng Xing can talk, and tell us whoever bullies him." Shuai Chang put his arms around Wei Yanze and fell on the bed, "Have a good night's sleep. Didn't you say that there is no class tomorrow? Let's go to the zoo together, Chengyun has always wanted to see lions."

Wei Yanze suddenly pushed Shuai Chang away and sat up: "I'm going to see Chengyun, I don't know if Deng Jie did anything to him, I don't feel at ease."

Shuai Chang pulled him back: "Cheng Yun is different from Cheng Xing. If he was bullied, he would have told his mother. Deng Jie specializes in bullying young people who can't speak and complain."

"I'll just take a look. Husband, let me go, or I won't be able to sleep if I don't feel at ease."

Shuai Chang sighed helplessly: "Put on your clothes, I'll go with you."

Autumn nights are quite cool, and it is easy to catch a cold if you don't wear enough clothes.