The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

A wealthy single lady finds her long-lost son. To the public, the rotten stalks used in this idol drama are undoubtedly like taking stimulants, and they all ran over to watch and gossip.With this gossip, everyone knows how difficult the life of this well-known domestic rich woman is, and her life can be called an inspirational drama.

Of course, there are also some advocates of equal rights. After learning about Tao Yiru's life, they severely criticized the social abnormality of patriarchy, and established Tao Yiru as one of the representatives of strong and independent women.However, when netizens found out that Tao Yan was Tao Yiru's nephew, and that the mother and son who lost Tao Yiru's child were Tao Yan's grandmother and father, Tao Yan's image, which was already too dark, fell to the bottom.

"The artist with the enchanting little eyeliner is my cousin?" Qi Yan looked at the news on the Internet and said to Tao Yiru, "No wonder I saw a bad debt on him. Although it is not too heavy, it will affect his life. Star journey."

There is an old saying that the father should pay the debt of the son. Although many things in reality cannot be counted that way, the behavior style of the parents will affect the children invisibly and lead them to a different life.

Of course, the fundamental reason why Qi Yan doesn't like the enchanting little eyeliner is that this person's eyes on Bai He are not right. In this world, there is no couple who likes others to look at the person next to them with that kind of eyes, and he is no exception. .

But Qi Yan didn't mention this little matter of jealousy to Tao Yiru, he came to Tao Yiru to sit with Tao Yiru when he had nothing to do, so that the mother and son could strengthen their relationship.

Tao Yiru doesn't know much about how to get along with children, so the way the two get along in private is to eat, eat, buy and buy. In just one month, Qi Yan has several luxury cars and two yachts under his name. There are also two villas, but Tao Yiru gives things as casually as a mother gives pocket money to a child.

One gives and the other takes, the mother and son are quite happy, but there are also some people who say sour words, saying that if you can’t get on the table, you can’t get on the table. Wearing a dragon robe is not like a prince. He looks so ugly just after being recognized. kind.

Tao Yiru's attitude is... the more people say this, the more she gives Qi Yan things, shares in famous car and watch companies, and shows with practical actions that her son is precious to her, and others can only be sour.

In fact, Tao Yiru also knew that Qi Yan was not short of money. Some wealthy people who held their heads high outside put on a modest posture in front of Xiao Yan. After checking Feng Shui, money of more than seven figures was included in the account, but these people returned it. It was such a sweet treat, many people would come to Xiaoyan's door to thank him a few days after seeing Feng Shui, and then stuffed some expensive gifts.

It is probably because after Xiaoyan has seen Feng Shui, the effect is very good, and these people are so grateful.

The more she gets along with this son, the more Tao Yiru can find his shining points, the stronger her feelings for him, and the more regretful she feels about what happened back then.

Qi Yan's name has not been changed, and Tao Yiru has never thought of asking Qi Yan to change it, because she still remembers what Qi Yan once said, that only with Japanese characters in her child's name can she have a chance of survival.Now that the child is alive and well, she doesn't want any accidents to happen again, and she can't afford them.

"Your birthday is December [-] these years?" Tao Yiru held a cup of tea, "Let me hold this birthday party for you, okay?"

"Okay." Qi Yan had never held any birthday party before. When he was a child, the old man would cook him two eggs and buy some snacks he liked, and then he would have dinner with his friends from school. It was lively and lively, and he never had anything serious. birthday.But he knew that his mother wanted to make up for his feelings, so he took advantage of the situation and agreed.

Just when Tao Yiru was preparing to celebrate Qi Yan's birthday, Tao Yan also got lucky. A big foreign director asked him to play the second male lead in a certain movie. After the two parties signed the contract, he took The newly appointed agent flew abroad.

But when he got off the plane, what was waiting for him was not the warm reception from the crew, but a few strange men with serious expressions.

"You are Tao Yan, Qi Yan's cousin?" The man who spoke was a man of mixed race. Some parts of his facial features still retained the characteristics of Chinese people, but his outline was in the style of Westerners.His Chinese language is a bit blunt, which shows that the time spent in China is not as long as in foreign countries.

"What do you mean?" Tao Yan looked at these people vigilantly, "Didn't you come to invite me to film?"

"Of course we invited you to make a movie," the brown-haired man sitting opposite him said in a dark tone, "As long as you cooperate with our work, let alone one movie, even ten movies are fine."

Tao Yan doesn't care what movie or not, what he likes is money and fame, not filming: "Who are you and what do you want to do?" They also mentioned Qi Yan, could it be Qi Yan's enemy?But Qi Yan, a boy from a poor mountain valley, how could he provoke such a big man?

"Don't be nervous, sweet boy."

"Boy, grandpa, I'm going to be in the third year." Although Tao Yan likes others to think him younger, it doesn't mean that he is still called a boy at this age, it's just an insult to him as a man.The degree of shame is infinitely close to pointing at a woman and saying, look, she has a flat chest!

Bang!

A fist hit Tao Yan's face, his teeth bit the corner of his lip, and blood flowed out from the corner of Tao Yan's lip.

"Impolite Orientals, I don't really like your swearing. Are all you Chinese people so unqualified?" The brown-haired man twitched his lips mockingly, "As long as you tell us Qi Yan's birthday, You can leave here and start filming."

"Don't tell me you still want to imprison me illegally?" Tao Yan got angry when he was punched, but before he could fight back, he was pushed back.

"Don't be impulsive, I don't think being impulsive is good for you, is it?" The brown-haired man pressed Tao Yan's shoulders, staring at him with his blue eyes, "Come on, tell me what is Qi Yan's birthday, as long as you say it , there will be countless blockbuster films waiting for you to shoot in the future, as well as countless endorsements and wealth, your popularity will be unmatched."

"And... even the man you like will notice your demeanor, don't you think this kind of world is the most beautiful?"

Tao Yan's lips trembled: "Is what you said true?"

"Of course, boy, I never lie." The brown-haired man sneered, "My god doesn't allow me to lie."

"I don't know, but my parents should know," Tao Yan spat out the blood in his mouth, "Let go of me, I'll call my parents."

"Okay," the brown-haired man shrugged, and took a few steps back, "I hope you can bring us good news."

Tao Yan glanced at him and didn't speak. He lowered his head and dialed Tao's mother's phone. After the mother and son chatted about the weather, Tao Yan said: "Mom, grandma used to say that my aunt's child beat me. My brother is back, I feel a little uneasy, I want to ask an expert to do the math again, do you know his birth date?"

"Why do you believe this?"

"It's okay, it's just that my friend is counting here, so I'll ask the master to help me take a look. If there is something, I can avoid it."

Mother Tao's most distressed thing was her son, so Tao Yan didn't say long before she said Shen Xi's birth date.

"Your aunt's child is called Shen Xi, who was born at [-]:[-] p.m. on November [-], [-]." Mother Tao paused, "Are you really just letting people do the math?"

"Then what else can you do?" Tao Yan asked what he wanted, and his tone became impatient.

"Don't tell others the horoscope of your birthday." Mother Tao was worried, and repeated a few more words, "Otherwise it will cause trouble."

"Okay, okay, I see." Tao Yan hung up the phone impatiently, then turned to the brown-haired man and said, "I asked about my birthday, but you have to make sure I can get good resources."

The brown-haired man nodded with a smile, but he felt a little disdainful in his heart. Compared to Qi Yan, this man named Tao Yan was timid and greedy. He didn't even ask what they were doing with Qi Yan's horoscope, which was really poisonous.

"Then let me tell you, Qi Yan's date of birth is not at [-]:[-]pm on November [-], [-] in the Chinese calendar. His real name is Shenxi." Tao Yan looked suspiciously at several people in the room. , "Do you know the Chinese calendar?"

"We don't understand, so of course someone understands. Mr. Tao doesn't need to worry about this." The brown-haired man stood up and said in his native language to a person beside him, "Send him back."

Tao Yan was also a student from the No. [-] High School, and he immediately recognized which language the brown-haired man was speaking.

It turned out that these people belonged to Luoshan Kingdom.

After sending Tao Yan away, the brown-haired man sneered, "This Qi Yan caused Riels to die under his own curse, so we should also let him die under the betrayal of his relatives."

The people around whispered: "But the horoscope of Huaxia's birthday..."

"Of course it's the Chinese who do this kind of thing. Isn't Tianshi Tan awake?" The brown-haired man's blue eyes were full of coldness, "Back then he was able to set up the Tiger Formation and Heaven Sacrifice Formation, so now he can curse Qi Yan."

"Tan Tianshi just woke up, isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

"Inappropriate?" The smile on the brown-haired man's face disappeared without a trace, "I don't think it's more appropriate."

The Huaxia Warlock dared to challenge his majesty as the Luoshan Warlock, so he had to let them know what it meant to be too late to regret.

"Isn't your birthday November [-]th?" Cen Bohe helped Qi Yan arrange the dress he was going to wear tomorrow, "How could you celebrate your birthday tomorrow?"

"For me, my birthday is December [-] every year. I may be Shen Xi, but Shen Xi is not me." Qi Yan lay on the bed, "I'm so tired after trying on clothes all day."

It's just a birthday party, why do you need to change a few dresses, Qi Yan thinks it's too much trouble.

Cen Bohe pinched his shoulders for him: "What kind of remarks are these?"

Qi Yan let out a long sigh: "This is the relationship between containing and being contained. It is too complicated to explain in detail. It involves cosmology, practice, and Taoist mystical theory. It will not be clear for a while."

Cen Bohe: ...

"If you don't know clearly, I won't talk about it. Go to bed early tonight." Cen Baihe slapped him on the buttocks, "I'll fill the bathtub with water. You can take a hot bath and feel better tomorrow."

Qi Yan muttered in a daze, as if it was some kind of fate, but Cen Bohe didn't quite hear it, so he had no choice but to smile, and turned to go to the bathroom.

The author has something to say: Qi Yan: Who am I, and who am I?Why am I here, why am I me in the universe and not someone else?