Nouveau riche love story

Chen Jingan was surprised, or maybe he wasn't surprised at all.

The fact that Shang Jiujiu looks alike to him, from the first day when the father and daughter came back, Ji Feiyun, auntie, and even Gu Tan all noticed it.

However, he really couldn't explain it.

When Shang Xiaochen came to pick up the girl with a bag of delicious egg tarts, he saw Jiujiu sitting on Chen Jingan's lap and whispering to him.

Jiujiu is not a shy kid, but it's not easy to be so close to others.

Even the uncles, grandparents and grandparents at home were not allowed to hug them for several days, and it was still different after a layer of separation...

"Jiujiu, I'm home." He stood at the door and waved to the little girl.

The one big and one small who were chatting happily looked back at the same time, and it really was like what the cleaning lady said just now, it was their own at first glance.

Shang Xiaochen felt a little annoyed, after all, he was born in ten months of hard work, so why did he look so like Chen Jing'an.

When the child was three and a half years old, he hadn't even flushed a bottle of milk or changed a diaper!

"Dad~"

The little girl came down from Chen Jing'an's arms with a smile on her face, and ran towards this side with two short legs. Shang Xiaochen bent down, picked up the girl and hugged her in his arms.

Chen Jing'an rubbed his feverish palm, looking at the scene of father's kindness and son's filial piety, feeling a little indescribable.

In front of the child, this time Shang Xiaochen didn't say anything sarcastic to him, and he didn't even ask why he was holding his daughter here.

Selectively ignoring is actually more uncomfortable than saying a few words about him.

The girl ran towards him, and Shang Xiaochen felt a little more balanced, whether she was brought up by herself so hard, or she should kiss herself more.

But the little girl's next words almost made Shang Xiaochen vomit blood angrily.

"Dad, Dad, shall we have dinner with Chen Dada? Chen Dada said he would make delicious soup, Jiujiu wants to drink it."

Can you do something?Shang Xiaochen looked at his daughter and thought.

Before he could say anything to refuse, Chen Jing'an had already walked over.

"Let's have a meal together, I want to talk to you."

Shang Xiaochen frowned: "What are you talking about?"

Chen Jing'an: "Everything is fine."

Shang Xiaochen: ...

"Father, let's go." The little girl shook Shang Xiaochen's neck coquettishly.

It's better if the child is naive, but Jiujiu is not young anymore, it seems that he has to be taught to be smart in the future, otherwise he will be fooled by anyone in the future, so what can I do?

"Jiujiu, Dad told you that there is no free dinner in the world." Shang Xiaochen said earnestly.

The little girl nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly had an idea and said, "Then we can give Chen Da Da dinner money~"

There was a slight smile on Chen Jing'an's face, he was dressed very well today, with such a smile now, it almost made Shang Xiaochen feel like he was back in the past.

"Let's go, it's just a meal." Chen Jing'an said.

There are some things, the more you avoid them, the less you can do it. If he was really worried about confronting Chen Jing'an, he would have resolutely stayed abroad and not come back, saving so many troubles in the future.

Chen Jing'an still drives the old car, and still lives in the old house with the same furniture, even the glass fruit bowl and trash can on the coffee table are the same as before.

The books in the bookshelf are still in their original positions, and everything here seems to have been frozen by time. If it wasn't for the three-year-old child in his arms, it would have been four years since Shang Xiaochen almost didn't realize it.

Chen Jing'an didn't greet him too much, and went into the kitchen to make soup.

Jiujiu got off him, walked to the sofa, pointed to the plush toy on the sofa and said excitedly, "Look, Dad, this one is the same as ours~"

He clearly remembered that it was the doll he grabbed from the claw machine back then...

"Small toys are about the same."

"It's fate. Grandma said that two people who are destined will like similar things."

Shang Xiaochen was a little upset, he didn't expect the feeling of revisiting his hometown to be so difficult to control, and even had the idea of ​​rushing out with his daughter in his arms.

But that would be a bit too cowardly, since they are here, they must not retreat.

He simply took out an egg tart from the bag to gag the little girl.

"Eat."

The sweet and fragrant taste is deeply loved by the little girl. Jiu Jiu hugged the egg tart, climbed onto the sofa, and gnawed on it while shaking her two calves.

Making soup is a time-consuming job, but it is not troublesome. Just put the ingredients in the pot and put it on the fire to simmer slowly.

When Chen Jing'an came out of the kitchen, he found that the little girl had fallen asleep, pillowed on the little panda toy on the sofa, and Shang Xiaochen's coat was covering her body.

Shang Xiaochen was sitting next to him, patting the little girl's back lightly with his hands, the atmosphere was very quiet, and there was a faint sense of happiness.

"Sleeping?" he asked softly.

Shang Xiaochen nodded, signaling to the two of them not to wake up the little girl, and to go to the kitchen to talk.

There was nothing wrong with Chen Jing'an, he nodded, and the two of them walked to the stove.

"What do you want to talk about?" Shang Xiaochen asked calmly.

Chen Jingan swallowed his saliva, looking at the fire in the morning, his heart was like the water in the pot that was constantly heating up, and it was about to bubble out.

"That little girl..."

"My daughter." Shang Xiaochen said.

Chen Jing'an raised his head to look at him: "This seems unlikely."

"Why is it impossible?"

"The timing doesn't seem right." Chen Jing'an pursed her lips and said.

Shang Xiaochen smiled and said nothing,

Looking at his expression, Chen Jing'an mustered up the courage to say, "She is very similar to me."

Shang Xiaochen raised his eyebrows: "So? I said she is your daughter, do you believe me?"

Chen Jing'an opened his eyes wide. God gave him a pair of good eyes, as if he was holding a piece of starlight, which made people unable to look away.Didn't Shang Xiaochen feel that his eyes were kind and amiable back then, so he was fooled for a while, and was deceived by others?

"This...it's impossible. When I was with you, I didn't..."

"Together? When have you been with me? Does that count as being together?" Shang Xiaochen asked him with a smile.

Chen Jingan: "..."

"You asked what you wanted to ask, and I gave you the answer. Jiujiu is my own. Believe it or not. If you have anything else to say, just say it together."

Chen Jing'an still couldn't believe it. When Shang Xiaochen was with him, he slept with another woman. He knew he was not that kind of person.

"Then, Jiujiu's mother..."

Shang Xiaochen took two steps forward, leaning very close to Chen Jing'an, turned off the fire on the gas stove, forcing people between him and the stove.