I was forced by my whole family to be the most vicious in the world

Bian Ming got in the car with the co-pilot, Pei Hao winked, and the assistant cleverly gave Xiao Genghe the car keys.

Outside the car, fans holding their mobile phones were reluctant to part and were still calling their names.

Bian Ming opened the car window a little, "Go home early and pay attention to safety on the road."

The female fan at the front jumped up excitedly, talking nonsense, "It's okay, I'm not afraid of being ugly, you need to be more careful about your beauty, Brother Xiao, I'll leave it to you, Xiaoming, my family!"

Bian Ming: "..."

Xiao Genghe, who was starting the car, smiled, put his hands on the steering wheel, and nodded to the fans.

"Ah! Brother Xiao smiled at me!"

"Hey, wake up, you are Bian Ming's fan, Brother Xiao smiled at you, what are you so happy for?"

"You should wake up, Bian Ming and Xiao Genghe still divide you and me?"

Even if the car window was closed, it could not block the noise pouring in from outside. When the car left the street, Pei Hao, who was quiet in the car, was at a loss as to what to do.

Pei Hao asked for something to say: "Geng He hasn't driven for a long time."

The person in the front seat didn't make a sound, Pei Hao thumped the people around him, and the assistant echoed: "Yes, Brother Xiao only drives with Teacher Bian Ming!"

After saying the words, the assistant's heart skipped a beat. He said the wrong thing.

Just when he was about to change his words, Pei Hao quietly gave him a thumbs up.

The assistant's eyes were full of question marks, but he wisely said nothing.

Pei Hao raised the topic again: "Bian Ming, has your company provided you with a car?"

Bian Ming: "There is a nanny car."

Originally, there wasn't any, but after Bian Ming made his debut with his reputation as Xu Lian in "The Eighth Day I'm In", the company allocated a second-hand nanny car.

And after Jiang Qinglan entered the main peak, Bian Ming's team was fully equipped with top-level equipment.

Pei Hao: "What about the private car?"

Bian Ming: "I don't want it."

Pei Hao couldn't figure it out, with Bian Ming's treatment at the peak, he could have a private car no matter what.

He hugged the co-pilot's seat, "Why didn't you want it? Don't want it for nothing. You don't need to save the company money."

Bian Ming said it as a matter of course, "I don't know how to drive, so I have a car assigned to me, but there is no parking space for it."

Pei Hao: "You didn't take the driver's license test?"

Bian Ming: "No."

Pei Hao: "Why didn't you take the exam?"

Bian Ming: "It's just that I didn't take the exam."

Pei Hao also couldn't tell a logical relationship. These days, no matter whether he bought a car or not, he would take the driver's license test.

First, the difficulty of the driving test is getting higher and higher; second, the driver's license can be used to earn points for relatives and friends; third, the driver's license test has become a social trend.

"The test is too expensive. I have time to take the driver's license test. I need to shoot more magazines and advertisements. Isn't it good for the money?"

Bian Ming didn't take the driver's license test into his plan at all. When the college entrance examination was over, all his classmates went to learn to drive, but Bian Ming went his own way.

He explained: "After buying a car, there will be an extra car expense every year. This is a money-losing business. Besides, in terms of Beijing's transportation, taking the subway is economical and free of traffic jams. Why do you have to burden the city's air and traffic police uncles?" ?”

What you said makes sense, Pei Hao was speechless, and even felt sorry for the country.

Xiao Genghe laughed twice, even Pei Hao was surrounded by Bian Ming, why is his mouth so fragrant?

Bian Ming squinted at the driver, smiled, and laughed.

Noticing Bian Ming's gaze, Xiao Genghe pretended to be calm and said: "It's okay, I can be your driver, and I can teach you how to drive."

Seeing that Bian Ming was about to babble again, he preemptively said, "It's free."

……Hold.

Bian Ming turned sideways, facing the car window, out of sight and out of breath.

When we got home, it was almost twelve o'clock. When Bian Ming entered the room, he smelled a smell of fried chicken and couldn't help sighing.

Miao Miao loves to eat junk food, Bian Ming didn't say anything, because he also likes to eat it, but it's not enough to deal with it as three meals a day.

Bian Ming came to the door of Miao Miao's room and knocked on the door, but he didn't hear any movement inside, could it be that he was asleep?

There was a small yellow light of a little yellow chicken in the room, and the paint on it had peeled off a lot, which shows that it has a long history.

When Miaomiao was adopted, Bian Ming and Wumao raised money to buy it, because they knew Miaomiao was afraid of the dark.

Bian Ming turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, walked quietly to the bed, helped her tuck the corners of the quilt, and stared at her sleeping face in a trance.

Time flies so fast, the little girl who was running behind his back at that time has grown up so much.

In the dead of night, a kind of melancholy of an old father suddenly came to my heart.

"Buzzing—" the phone vibrated on the wooden bedside table, muffled and ringing.

Afraid of waking Miaomiao up, Bian Ming hurriedly picked up the phone, and was about to find a soft cushion to put the phone on, when the screen suddenly turned on and Bian Ming paused.

Wechat letters are [Dear Memeda]

"..."

Bian Ming is sure that Miaomiao's note to him is "Bian Dad", this person is not him, and the WeChat profile picture is not any of the bald boys.

The other party kept sending messages, the phone kept vibrating, and the messages kept coming into Bian Ming's eyes.

Dear Memoda: Hahaha, I just finished looking through the chat records, how did your brain grow?

Dear Memoda: You arranged for Bian Ming’s makeup artist before, and it was your idea that we asked Bian Ming for an autograph. You also worked hard for Harmony

Dear Memoda: I heard that you opened another trumpet, [I'm a fucking Heming] is it this one?I follow you already

Bian Ming didn't want to peep, but he couldn't control his eyes.

He turned his head silently, looked at the little brat who had kicked the quilt warmly, and was slapping her mouth while sleeping, Bian Ming felt like picking her up and beating her up.

Thinking about half a month before Cen Nan's school starts, he won't be able to see Miao Miao at home, Bian Ming still bears it.

During the freshmen's military training, he had plenty of ways to make the little boy suffer.

Coming out of Miaomiao's room, Bian Ming's stomach is swollen, and he ate a bit too much at night.

After taking some digestion tablets, Bian Ming went to the balcony to blow some air, brushed Weibo for a while, and quietly followed 【I'm a fucking Heming】.

The account is very new, there is no content, the label is: Defend Heming CP peace and integrity to the death!

Lin Hua: Are you asleep?

Bian Ming clicked on the pop-up window and replied two words: No

Lin Hua made a voice call.

After Bian Ming connected, he teased, "Director Lin, are you here to announce the good news, or to apologize?"

Lin Hua paused, then said cautiously: "Are you angry?"

Bian Ming asked back, "Shouldn't I be angry?"

Lin Hua: "...do you really like Ji Qin?"

Bian Ming was kicking the flower bed of succulent plants, which Miaomiao got back, and hearing Lin Hua's words, he almost kicked over Miaomiao's "precious son".

"Why do you think so?"

Bian Ming was afraid that she would misunderstand, so he quickly clarified, "Ji Qin and I are pure brothers, you are less corrupt, he is chasing you now, I am angry because neither of you told me that you are still friends. "

Lin Hua breathed a sigh of relief silently, afraid that Bian Ming was following Ji Qin's way, as long as Bian Ming didn't like Ji Qin, then nothing would go wrong.

"It's my fault that I didn't tell you. It wasn't settled before."

Bian Ming heard the hidden meaning, "Then you are settled now?"

Lin Hua smiled, "Yes."

Bian Ming: "Congratulations, my brother and my friend are together, am I a matchmaker?"

Lin Hua agreed: "Do the math, you are the biggest contributor."

Failure is also clear, and success is also clear.

Because of Bian Ming, Ji Qin thought of using her, and because of Bian Ming, Lin Hua found a way to deal with 013.

"Is there any reward for the hero?" Bian Ming asked with a smile.

Lin Hua thought for a while, "I want to add a scene to you in my work?"

"I'm the male lead, it doesn't matter if you add or not." Bian Ming vaguely said, and pointed out the theme, "Just make Xiao Genghe's role miserable."

Lin Hua was taken aback, and jumped up from the bed in excitement, "Ms. Xiao has decided to play the role?"

Bian Ming saw a red dot floating up and down in the night, "He said the book is good, it seems interesting to see him."

Lin Hua got excited, pulled Bian Ming to chat, and after finishing the script, he began to spread dog food, embellishing the romantic things that Ji Qin had done.

Bian Ming was admiring the night view while making a phone call. He glanced and found that the red dot approached at some point. It turned out to be a drone.

There is also a bag tied underneath.

Seeing him chatting, Lin Hua fell silent, "Why aren't you talking?"

"fine."

Seeing that the drone was indeed flying towards him, he understood something.

Hang up the phone, wait for the drone to stop, and remove the bag from it, which contains a small notebook.

He wanted to see what kind of mess Xiao Genghe was making.

Bian Ming turned to the first page, and there was only one line on it: Do you like this moth?

Bian Ming opened his eyes slightly, how could Xiao Genghe know what he was thinking.

Page two: I just know what you're thinking.

Bian Ming pursed his lips, this man is not naive, he is too stupid.

Page [-]: You must be scolding me in your heart now.

Bian Ming smiled and turned the page.

Page [-]: It's useless to think about anything, you see how much I know you, you just forgive me just once?

Continue to turn the page, and the next page has a lot more content: I forgot to congratulate your friend today, lovers will eventually get married, maybe it will be tonight, don’t worry about them too much, it’s best to let nature take its course.

I almost tore off the page with my fingers.

Bian Ming was surprised, Xiao Geng and he were really taken aback.

On the next page: If you have time to worry about them, it is better to worry about me.

"Tch." Bian Ming smiled, and turned the page again. There was no words on it, but a printed picture instead.

This is a screenshot of an online shopping order for a hotel luggage cart.

Bian Ming: "..."

Looking at the back, there were no more pages. He clicked on Pei Hao's WeChat and sent a voice note, "Ask Lao Xiao for me, what does the screenshot of his order mean."

Pei Hao was confused, "Ah? What screenshot?"

Bian Ming replied: "Old Xiao knows."

Pei Hao: "Oh, oh."

Pei Hao repeated the question to Xiao Genghe, and suddenly felt that this scene was a bit familiar.

Isn't this just a repeat of the two people's quarrel, he and Jing Xufeng were the ones who suffered, Pei Hao suddenly felt dizzy.

Xiao Genghe also replied with a voice note: "You tell him, it was bought, and I will let him bump back."

Pei Hao didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Genghe: "It's none of your business?"

Pei Hao: "..."

Yes, both of them are grandpas.

Pei Hao's rumors spread in a daze, but Bian Ming understood. Xiao Genghe said that he could ask Bian Ming to hit him back with a hotel luggage cart.

"Stupid thing."

Bian Ming smiled and pulled Xiao Genghe out of the blacklist, and said, "It's late at night, can you stop making sand sculptures, and quickly return the luggage cart."

Xiao Genghe snickered, which sounded nice, "Aren't you angry?"

Bian Ming didn't reply to him, "If you have too much money, you can't afford it, so just give me all the money, thank you."

Xiao Genghe: "Give it to you, give it all to you."

Bian Ming said casually, "Okay, hand in all the salary cards."

Xiao Genghe: "Well, I posted it on the drone."

Bian Ming got stuck, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, "Did you really send the bank card?"

As he said that, he went to check the drone on the balcony in disbelief, and found a card stuck with tape behind it.

Or a black card...

Bian Ming held the card and didn't know what to say, Xiao Geng and this guy must be too ambitious, they even sent the card by drone.

Dazed for a while, Bian Ming thought in a daze: How did their topic come up with the bank card?Xiao Geng and Is it possible to be prophets of the future? ? ?

The author has something to say: Xiao Genghe: You don't know the power of brain supplements.