The four-year-old cute baby of the actor's family

Guest bedroom.

The room was dark, only the computer screen on the table exuded a soft fluorescent light.

Zhou Wen'an was looking at the information of the variety show, and at the same time was making a WeChat call with Jiang Mingsheng to ask for some more specific details.

He was the only one in the room. For the convenience of recording while talking, he turned on the speakerphone, so Jiang Mingsheng's voice was very clear in the middle of the night.

The two chatted about the same, and there was also a yawning voice from Jiang Mingsheng: "By the way, An'an, I just heard something. Our TV station is preparing for the production department of TV dramas, and we are going to shoot self-made dramas next. Screenwriter of an idol drama. I told the person involved in the preparation about your situation, and he was very interested when he heard about it. Film and television companies like Shiying are unstable. How many have closed down in the past two years? Besides, it is difficult for you to follow Li Huaiming Stand out. If you come to the TV station, no one will overwhelm you, do you think about it?"

"Well, I know." Zhou Wen'an said, "Mingsheng, I'll tell you more about it when I go back to the TV station for a meeting."

Jiang Mingsheng said: "An'an, I still say that, even if you are a little selfish, don't always only have children in your heart. Now that someone is taking care of you, you can go out to work with confidence. After all, children are children, and you It's you, your own future that matters most."

When Zhou Wenan heard this, it didn't sound like his peers said it, but more like an elder.He said: "I see, then go to bed early."

"Well, good night to you too."

Zhou Wen'an cut off the call and fell into deep thought facing the computer screen.

How is it possible for him to let go of the ton completely?

But Mingsheng couldn't pick out any major problems, after all, he had to have a proper plan.

Liang Sihan is here...

For some reason, whenever he thought of Liang Sihan, he felt a little sour in his heart.

He couldn't understand his own mood, which was unprecedentedly chaotic and complicated.

While Zhou Wen'an was staring at the computer in a daze, Liang Sihan in the corridor was also deep in thought, separated by a door.

Liang Sihan frowned slightly, thinking to himself: What kind of thoughts does this Jiang have?

Zhou Wen'an inside the door was falling into unconscious meditation, when he heard a clear knock on the door and a familiar voice: "Daddy Xiao Zhou?"

"Huh?" Zhou Wen'an nervously pinched the mouse in his palm, turned his head to look at the door, "Come in."

The light in the room was dim, not as bright as the wall lamp in the corridor. Liang Sihan pushed open the door, and saw his slender hands on the table ready to stand up. Under the hazy light, his face was so soft that it was almost unreal.

"Don't get up, you are busy with your work."

Zhou Wenan sat back and looked at the screen. Some key points were messily recorded in the Word document with a light green background: "I'll finish it after a little tidying up. Ton, are you okay?"

He knew that his precious son slept well at night, but he still couldn't help but be concerned.

"Yeah." Liang Sihan's voice was like the deep night, but it was not cold, and there was warmth, "You continue."

Zhou Wenan saw that although he said that, he still walked to his side, and stared at the characters on the computer with a little nervousness. Why did each Chinese character suddenly become strange like an alien?

Thoughts also turned into thin velvet flowers, drifting away randomly one after another.

The man's hand suddenly appeared at the position where he pressed the mouse, as if it was placed there casually, which made Zhou Wen'an instantly feel that the air in that place became warm, and the back of his hand began to feel hot.

He retracted his hand sensitively, put it on the keyboard, found a line of sentences in a panic, and tried to type a few words, but his mind was blank, and he was still a person who relied on pens for food. When the critical moment came, he couldn't write a single word.

It's not that Liang Sihan didn't see his restraint, like a frightened little animal, trying to hide but trying to cover it up.

With his other hand propped on the back of the chair, he slowly leaned towards his tender neck that exudes fragrance, making a posture of looking at the screen, and asked in a low voice, "Is it the data of that program?"

Zhou Wen'an naturally felt the warmth from his whole body, even the skin on his neck was boiling, his whole body was stiff, and he didn't dare to move his neck: "Mmm... it's a bit messy, I'm sorting it out."

It was really embarrassing for Liang's father to see himself in such a mess.

He quickly moved the mouse, closed the document page, and turned his head slightly: "Well... Father Liang, go to sleep. I'm afraid that Tonton will be scared if he wakes up later and doesn't see anyone. Although he is brave, but He is very clingy, and he also worries about the accidents of the people around him..."

Liang Sihan maintained the posture of bending down just now, but at this moment, he also turned his face in Zhou Wen'an's direction.

The two faced each other at a close distance, his eyes slowly rolled across the big boy's blushing face, without saying a word, he stared at the subtle changes in his innocence and shyness in silence.

The moment Zhou Wenan turned his face away, his heart stopped beating.

Images of him hugging himself, kissing his neck, and hugging him horizontally appeared in his mind like a marquee...

The wind-up rabbit in my heart that was always jumping around, within a thousandth of a second of looking into Liang Sihan's eyes, declared a strike due to excessive madness.

Zhou Wen'an was at a loss and thought absurdly:

There is a silent but thrilling murder tonight.

The victim is a poor clockwork rabbit and the murderer is a big bad wolf.

The tool for committing the crime is the sharp eyes, the modus operandi is experienced and experienced, the clockwork rabbit has no struggle to resist, and is killed with one blow.

The Big Bad Wolf, also known as Liang Sihan.

Liang Sihan flicked his fingers on the dazed boy's forehead, and quickly straightened up: "What are you thinking? Hurry up and go to wash and sleep, it's too late."

Zhou Wen'an nodded in a daze, saw him turn and leave, his fingertips touched his forehead, and muttered: Why did you hit me like that?I am not small ton.

But when Liang Sihan disappeared at the door, Zhou Wen'an stared blankly at the door frame, empty, as if part of his consciousness had drifted away with him.

He came to his senses and thought, maybe it was because Tonton slept with him, and he felt reluctant to do so.

Zhou Wenan turned off the computer, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep quickly, but all he saw was the image of him staring at him so closely just now, that scene seemed to be permanently engraved in his brain.

In the darkness, in the faint light, the man's side face is mature and sexy beyond ordinary, easily dizzying.

Is this the charm of an actor?

Zhou Wenan hugged the pillow and tossed and comforted himself: I must not be the only one who is dazzled by this face, there are thousands of fans of him too.

The next day, Tonton woke up from the big bed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the big frog staring at him, moved his body into his arms, and softly called out: "Dad~"

Liang Sihan woke up for about half an hour, quietly admiring the cute appearance of his precious son when he was sleeping.

In the past, he didn't think that a normal person could stare at a child to sleep, but now, for the sake of tons, he was willing to be an abnormal person. Even when he watched his son sleep, his heart turned out to be extremely peaceful and gentle.

Tonton was hugged by the big frog, stretched out his legs and hands and lay on his chest, still drowsy, and said, "Dad, I dreamed about little Uncle Yuan, little Uncle Yuan and a very beautiful little uncle sister together."

"Really?" Liang Sihan still had some impressions of Yuan Yilang.

He was a cheerful young man. He heard from Zhou Wen'an that he was working in film and television editing.

"Did Ton miss Little Uncle Yuan?"

"Yeah, I haven't seen him for a long time." He used to come to play at home every three to five times, always sitting on the sofa and grabbing food from himself, and his smoking was neither hot nor cold, and Tonton actually began to miss Uncle Yuan Loud time. "Dad, I miss Zhuzhu."

Liang Sihan was about to follow his son's train of thought, and asked Zhou Wen'an to invite Yuan Yilang to his house as a guest, but the little baby suddenly mentioned Zhuzhu again: "Then let's invite Zhuzhu to play at home, and Dad will drive tonton with you." How about catching beads?"

Tonton buried his face in the big frog's warm chest, and laughed softly: "I'm driving a car to pick up Zhuzhu!" He quickly raised his face, "Dad, I want to take Zhuzhu to my little tent to play .”

The toy room prepared by Big Frog has all kinds of toys, from building blocks to tall slides and triangle tents.

Ton Ton thought in a daze that he wanted to whisper to Zhuzhu in the tent, but it was a pity that Mao Mao was afraid to go out, otherwise he could take Mao Mao too.

Seeing that Ton Ton woke up and didn't bother to find Zhou Wen'an, Liang Sihan guessed that he thought his father was going to prepare breakfast very early.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Father Liang, it's time for Ton Ton to get up."

"Father!" Tonton woke up immediately when he heard the voice, got up from the big frog, and accidentally kicked the big frog's head, he was stunned, "Dad, I'm sorry!"

He rushed forward to hold the big frog's face with two small hands, kissed the forehead several times, and said distressedly: "Dad, it hurts, doesn't it?"

Where does Liang Sihan feel pain?It's too late to be sweet.

He put his arms around his son's little butt: "It won't hurt if you kiss Ton Ton."

He wondered if his precious son always coaxed him like this when he was with Xiao Zhou's father?Xiao Zhou's father was so happy that he was jealous.

Zhou Wen'an, who was jealous of Liang Sihan but didn't know anything about it, opened the door with his son's yell and came in, only to see big frogs and small frogs hugging and kissing each other affectionately, that's really delicious.

Why didn't you see the little baby kissing yourself like this early in the morning?

Little tons of total mutiny.

Ton Ton noticed Dad, and said aggrievedly: "Dad~ Dad~ I just kicked the big frog in the face."

Liang Sihan thought, it turned out that his son would not only "complain" to Xiao Zhou's father, but would also take the initiative to admit "small mistakes". How attached was he to Xiao Zhou's father?

The jealousy index rose exponentially.

Zhou Wen'an squatted down beside the bed, rubbing his son's little head: "Have you apologized to the big frog?"

Liang Sihan also pinched his son's face: "It's okay, ton. Dad doesn't hurt."

Zhou Wen'an said to Tonton: "The big frog forgives you, it's okay. And baby Tonton was careless, right?"

"Hmm! Tonton was careless." Tonton stretched out his arms and flung himself into his father's arms stickily.

Zhou Wen'an said to Liang Sihan: "Father Liang, I took Ton Ton to the guest bedroom to wash up."

Tonton pulled the big quilt: "Dad is up too, we are going to have breakfast together! How about we compete? Let's see who brushes their teeth first!"

"Okay." Liang Sihan lifted the quilt and stood up, "Now the timing of the competition begins."

"Oh, Dad, let's go brush our teeth soon!" Tonton happily patted his father's shoulder with his little hand, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Zhou Wen'an was holding a [-] to [-]-pound meat dumpling, so he couldn't get up any faster, but he was not willing to let Ton Ton go by himself.

This little baby is like a young sapling, it eats so much and grows fast, maybe next year he won't be able to hold it anymore, so he has to take advantage of the current time to hug it.

The father and son went into the bathroom of the guest bedroom all the way, and when they were smelly, they told their father about Yuan Yilang's dream.

Zhou Wen'an smiled while squeezing the toothpaste, "Your Uncle Yuan must be very happy. You arranged for him a beautiful girlfriend in your dream. Dad will send this to Uncle Yuan soon."

Yuan Yilang mentioned before that his mother asked an old master to tell his fortune, saying that he must get married before his 28th birthday, so he was anxious to find a girlfriend, but he was too busy with work in the past two years, and he was powerless.

"Okay!" Tonton pinched his little nose and asked his father to wipe it clean. "Oh, my father, are we too slow? The big frog is going to overtake us."

Before Zhou Wen'an flushed the toilet, Tonton stood on the small wooden stool and stretched out his slender arms to get the toothbrush.Seeing that his son was in a hurry, he said: "No way, the big frog still needs to shave, we have time."

"That's right, big frogs need to shave their beards, but tons of chins don't need to be shaved!"

Tonton was beaming with joy, took a sip of water in the small cup, shook his head and swooned to rinse his mouth, spit it out and began to brush his teeth quickly.

Zhou Wen'an thought that his son seemed to be more lively and happier than before. These are all things that cannot be taught by his own personality, and it is the credit of Father Liang.

Cooperating with Ton Ton's movements, he twisted the small towel in advance and handed it to him. Seeing his excited face, he was also very happy.

Finally washed up, Tonton took his father's hand and trotted out all the way, happily said in the corridor: "Hurry up, Dad! The big frog is not healed yet!"

The summer morning light shone in from the window, and one large and one small shadows rushed towards the big frog.

As soon as Ton Ton ran close to the master bedroom, he saw the big frog coming out quickly. Before he had time to see whether he had shaved, he was picked up by him: "Dad! We are so fast! "

The clear and pleasant voice permeated the house, and was swirled by a gust of morning wind to every corner of the big villa.

Zhou Wen'an slowly followed behind Ton Ton and Papa Liang, and saw him being lifted high by Papa Liang.

He looked at them enviously, but unexpectedly, Father Liang suddenly turned his head and was caught off guard by his gaze.

Zhou Wen'an immediately lowered his eyes and looked at the milky white stair railing in embarrassment.

Didn't Liang Sihan fail to see his dodging eyes, was he looking at him just now?

He said: "Father Xiao Zhou, can you contact Zhuzhu's mother at your convenience? Tonton wants to invite Zhuzhu to the house, so you can make an appointment with them?"

Tonton turned his head and lay on the shoulder of the big frog, and said to his father at the top of the stairs: "Dad, let's go to pick up Zhuzhu and Zhuzhu's mother to play at home. Dad is ready to eat, okay?"

"Okay, I'll get in touch after breakfast." Zhou Wen'an thought, Liang Sihan was actually quite approachable, he had signed dozens of autographs for Zhuzhu's mother before, and now he promised to invite him to play at home. "Then find a day, come over for dinner before noon, play at home in the afternoon, and send it back before evening?"

Liang Sihan coaxed Tonton and asked, "What does Tonton think? Is this okay? Dad listens to you."

"I listen to my father!" Ton Ton stretched out his hand with a smile, and scratched the palm of his father towards the void.

Liang Sihan walked down the last stage, looking at Xiao Zhou's father with a smile in his eyes: "Well, we all listen to Xiao Zhou's father."

Zhou Wen'an blushed and walked down the stairs, silently thinking: Why does it sound a little happy?

While eating breakfast, Tonton was holding soft, warm red bean paste buns in his hands, but he was already planning what to eat on the day Zhuzhu came, crystal dumplings, tiger skin chicken feet, roast duck and various fruits.

Zhou Wen'an sighed in his heart, this son has grown into a snack by accident, his little head is only thinking about food, and his small mouth is quite picky, and he speaks everything very logically.

After breakfast, Liang Sihan had to go to the set. He had to stay up all night the day before yesterday, and he had to stay up all night again tonight. After these two days passed, the filming of the film crew would enter the finishing work, and he would have more free time.

Before getting into the car, he held his son in his arms and said, "Dad won't be home until tomorrow, will you miss me?"

"Yeah! I'll miss my dad very much!" Tonton smiled and smacked his face, "You miss me and dad too."

Zhou Wen'an was silent at the side, and when Liang Sihan approached him and kissed his forehead, he whispered obediently: "Papa Liang will go home early, pay attention to rest on the set."

She wanted to take a look at him, but she didn't dare, so she could only finish speaking in a whisper, and hugged Tonton over.

Liang Sihan saw him being gentle and lively, and once again had the urge to not go to the set, he just wanted to guard these two treasures, didn't say anything, just watched them laughing and making noise, his heart was extremely satisfied and happy .

The car drove away from the villa, and Liang Sihan said to Luo Yuanen who was driving: "Yuanen, take some time to learn about the situation of Shiying Li Huaiming's screenwriter studio..." After a pause, before Luo Yuanen agreed, he said, "Forget it Yes, I will contact Mr. Liao."

Liao is always Shiying's boss, Liao Huashi.

Luo Yuanen drove the car and joked with him: "It's rare, you still hesitate?"

In the past, what Liang Sihan wanted to do was basically decided in one sentence. How could there be such a time when he hesitated to say something?

Obviously when something related to Zhou Wen'an, he had concerns.

Liang Sihan didn't have reservations about his old friends, he snorted and said, "Isn't it good that someone makes me hesitate?"

Luo Yuanen said: "That's true, but it's not one, it should be two. Tonton is really sensible, Mr. Zhou is a bit capable. He takes care of the children at home alone, and there is no old man to help him take care of the children. The children teach Very good. He is also a screenwriter who writes scripts, and his skills are not small."

Liang Sihan generally didn't like to hear others praise himself, but it was quite useful to hear him praise Zhou Wen'an, so he asked calmly, "You know it well? What else?"

Luo Yuanen smiled, knowing that he was speaking to the bottom of his heart, and continued: "This idol drama broadcast on the Internet, the actors are really young, they are all sophomores and juniors in the film academy. But Mr. Zhou’s script is well written, the protagonist is attractive, and even if the actor follows the script, the aura of the character can attract the actor’s fans. This is a first-class strength. How old is he now? He is in his early twenties, and the real future can be expected .This is a piece of jade that needs time and experience to polish. I have been an agent for so many years, and I can't be wrong."

Liang Sihan supported his chin with one hand on the frame of the car, and rested his index finger on the center of the person.

He remembered what Jiang said last night, and said to himself: "So, someone is impatient."

This piece of rough jade is naturally known to everyone who has seen it.

Seeing that he was silent, Luo Yuanen asked, "Are you going to ask Boss Liao to do something for him? But he may not be busy enough to take care of the children now?"

Liang Sihan thought, if he didn't do something, his little Zhou's father would be abducted.

"I'll talk to President Liao first."

He had to at least figure out what Zhou Wen'an was thinking. If he acted rashly and made things difficult for him later, it would be self-defeating.

Hearing his few words, Luo Yuanen understood one thing: Liang Sihan was serious about Mr. Zhou, and it was definitely not because of the child.

The next day, Zhou Wen'an went to the TV station to participate in the planning meeting of the variety show, and met and communicated with the promotion team members face to face.

He originally planned to take a taxi there, but Liang Sihan insisted on asking Master Chen to take him there.

Liang Sihan's attitude was firm and no objection was allowed, and Zhou Wen'an was not the kind of person who insisted on refuting others' face, so he agreed.

Zhou Wen'an followed Ton Ton to live a life that he had never imagined before. In fact, he was not used to it. What he was especially confused about was that he didn't know when this luck would be taken back.

Arriving at the TV station, Zhou Wen'an asked the driver, Master Chen, to go back first, and he would take a taxi by himself later.

But Master Chen explained: "Sir told me to wait for you, I definitely can't go back by myself."

That being the case, Zhou Wen'an didn't want to embarrass him, nor did he firmly refuse.

Just walked into the slightly outdated and traditional lobby of the TV station building, Jiang Mingsheng, wearing a T-shirt and jeans, walked towards him with two cups of coffee and a smile on his face, but his left hand had a plaster cast hanging around his neck.

Zhou Wen'an was fine when he met him for dinner not long ago, but he was injured so seriously in the blink of an eye.He stepped forward quickly and helped him carry the coffee bag: "Mingsheng, what's wrong with your hand?"

Jiang Mingsheng said straightforwardly: "I bumped into someone while driving. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would be worried."

He glanced at the car that brought Zhou Wenan to arrive.The value of this Mercedes-Benz car is close to one million, and there is a man in the car, who looks burly and a little old.He frowned, lowered his voice and asked, "An'an, who is that?"

Zhou Wen'an followed his line of sight and explained bravely: "It's the driver hired by Ton Ton's father."

"Driver?" Jiang Mingsheng immediately looked into Zhou Wen'an's eyes seriously after hearing this, "Then this car belongs to Ton Ton's father?"

"Yes." Zhou Wenan walked towards the elevator, saw Jiang Mingsheng's eyes were different, and he didn't know what he was thinking, "Mingsheng? What's wrong?"

Jiang Mingsheng raised his face and said seriously: "An An, tell me the truth, what is the origin of Ton Ton's father? A person who drives a luxury car and has a driver is definitely not an ordinary person. You still live in his house. You Is... what is it?"

Zhou Wen'an said: "Ming Sheng, it's not the kind of relationship you think, we just stay together temporarily to take care of Ton Ton."

Jiang Mingsheng seemed very thoughtful, but he didn't say anything. He pressed the elevator and let Zhou Wen'an in first.

After they stood in, several people walked in the elevator, one of them was Zhao Jun who entered the stage at the same time as Jiang Mingsheng.

The first thing Zhao Jun saw was the picturesque Zhou Wen'an, and he jokingly asked, "Which department do you work for, handsome guy? Are you interested in participating in the blind date show?"

Jiang Mingsheng coughed lightly: "Don't be kidding, this is my friend who came to the planning meeting."

Zhao Jun is also familiar with himself. Seeing Zhou Wen'an's low-browed and pleasing appearance, his handsomeness reveals a gentle and jade-like temperament, which is really rare. He continued to smile and said: "That's okay, we've been able to find amateurs quickly in the past six months." Crazy, if this face is on camera, it will definitely attract a wave of attention. Does the handsome guy have any ideas? There is a car fee to appear on the scene, do you think about it?"

Zhou Wen'an cautiously refused: "Sorry, I'm a screenwriter, so I don't think about appearing in the scene for the time being."

Zhao Jun nodded, and patted the plaster cast on Jiang Mingsheng's arm: "Success, if you regret it later, remember to ask Mingsheng to come to me."

The elevator dinged and reached the seventh floor, and everyone went out one after another.

Jiang Mingsheng led Zhou Wenan to the corridor on the side: "Let's go, go to my messy office and sit down, and wait for a meeting later."

Zhou Wen'an was surprised: "You still said that you are an assistant with one year's experience, and you have your own office?"

Jiang Mingsheng was proud of the spring breeze, and pretended to be low-key and said: "I have a year of formal work experience, but I have been practicing in Taiwan for a long time, and the teachers I follow are experienced. It is mainly because of luck." He thought of Zhou Wen'an's work, and suggested Said, "An'an, don't hesitate, come to Taiwan and do it together."

"Let's talk about today's variety show first." Zhou Wenan followed him slowly into the small office along the corridor.

Jiang Mingsheng thought that he must have his own plans. Zhou Wen'an was such a person. Seeing that his temper was soft and easy to talk, he had a certain idea in his heart, and even ten cows could not be pulled back.

Otherwise, do you have to have children?

Things that ordinary people give up when they think about it, but he can move forward without knowing where the courage comes from.

The office area is small, and things are extremely messy. There are piles of documents on the table, and the leaves of green plants are also green and yellow.

Jiang Mingsheng is used to being chaotic. Occasionally, someone as gentle as Zhou Wen'an would come, and he would be a little embarrassed: "I'm really sorry An'an, it's too messy, don't take it too seriously."

Zhou Wen'an thought that Jiang Mingsheng's hand was injured and he couldn't take care of it. After putting the coffee on the table, he helped him tidy up the documents.

Zhao Jun knocked on the office door and walked in, saying, "Mingsheng, my boss wants a schedule for a variety show. Is that thing out? Just give me a preliminary one. We also have a schedule for that."

"Appointment..." Jiang Mingsheng rummaged through the documents on the table with one hand, but Zhou Wen'an was still quick-sighted, pulled out a blue hardcover folder and passed it silently.

Jiang Mingsheng thanked him with a smile. After opening it, he found this variety show and said to Zhao Jun, "It's freshly released. It was just preliminarily decided yesterday, and it will basically not be changed."

Zhao Jun actually paid attention to Zhou Wen'an as soon as he came in just now. Seeing that their actions were quite tacit, he smiled narrowly at Jiang Mingsheng and coughed: "I said, Mingsheng, do you know about our boss?"

"what?"

Jiang Mingsheng's personality was careless and informal, and he didn't understand his meaning. Zhou Wen'an was more careful. Hearing Zhao Jun's initial words, he took the initiative to say: "Mingsheng, your flower is going to wither. I'll go to the bathroom and water it. Anyway. There is still time."

Jiang Mingsheng looked at Zhao Jun next to him again, and realized that this fellow had something to say, and he pushed down his glasses: "That's really troublesome for you, I can't even take care of it. The bathroom is on the left side of the door, and in the end it is .”

Zhou Wen'an didn't say much, and went out with the green plant.

Zhao Jun followed Zhou Wen'an's figure with a sneaky look.

Jiang Mingsheng casually picked up a black marker pen on the table and threw it over: "What are you doing? Why are you looking at my friend? Are you really going to persuade him to appear on your blind date show? He is shy and inappropriate."

Zhao Jun turned his head and smiled, leaned over to his desk, and asked in a low voice, "Tell me honestly, are these ordinary friends?"

He folded his hands in front of his chest, rubbed his chin with one hand, and pretended to be a detective of reasoning, "If I'm not wrong, he's coming, you went to the lobby downstairs to pick him up, and bought two cups of coffee."

He was pointing at the coffee cup, and when he saw that Jiang Mingsheng wanted to refute, he said immediately, "Don't tell me, this is a cup for me to drink. Then I will definitely not be polite."

Jiang Mingsheng rolled his eyes, sat on the chair, and scolded with a smile: "Just fart."

Zhao Jun continued to analyze: "Look at him tidying up for you just now, his appearance is really pleasing to the eye. You said that good-looking people have inherent advantages, and doing a little bit is pleasing to the eye."

Jiang Mingsheng remembered Zhou Wen'an's usual appearance, and it was true. He glared at Zhao Jun: "Oh, that's not right, did you come to see me for an appointment or to see a beautiful boy? Are you okay?"

"What do you think?" Zhao Jun chuckled, "Look at the moment I started, he knew that we were going to talk about work and we had to avoid suspicion. This kid is not bad, he looks reserved but understands human feelings."

"A child?" Jiang Mingsheng sneered, "He is two months older than you, you say he is a child?"

"What the hell? I thought he was a college student." Zhao Jun really misjudged this time, thinking that he had a good analysis, but he was wrong about his age.

He waved his hand, "But it's not my fault, he looks so tender."

He put his hands on the table and raised his eyebrows at Jiang Mingsheng, "Tell me, are you chasing him, or is he chasing you? Old Comrade Jiang, I really didn't realize before that you are so good-looking when you hide secretly, my friend. "

Jiang Mingsheng turned on the laptop, thought about Zhou Wen'an's appearance and temper, and said with some complacency: "It used to be like that when I was in high school, but it didn't work out."

"Why didn't it work?" Zhao Jun moved closer to him, in the mood to gossip, "You didn't promise him, or did he not promise you?"

"As far as the relationship between classmates is very good, I also like to take care of him. He has such a personality that he is easily bullied. He likes to play with me behind me. He has never fallen in love. Puppy love is not suitable when he is in high school. But what..."

Jiang Mingsheng thought about the old things, and felt a little emotional, "Something happened to him later, and we became estranged. If it didn't happen, maybe we are really together now."

Zhao Jun listened with interest: "Really? What else?"

Jiang Mingsheng pushed him: "It's almost done, hurry up and get busy."

Zhao Jun was also afraid that Zhou Wen'an would hear it, so he smiled and said, "I'll be looking for you after lunch, don't slip away. I like to hear such old stories, especially those who have an affair with a beautiful woman!"

Jiang Mingsheng waved his hand: "Go away. If you don't go to work every day, see if your boss doesn't cut you!"

Zhao Jun winked at him, and went out with the schedule, just in time to see Zhou Wen'an approaching at the end of the corridor.

It stands to reason that Buddha relies on gold clothing, and people rely on clothes. If you dress so plainly, you will not be able to stand out. However, God rewards your face. The simpler the clothes on some people, the less simple their faces will look.

Zhao Jun took a look, then smiled at him and left.

Jiang Mingsheng at the door was thinking, Zhao Jun is really, he came to his office to talk about this kind of gossip during working hours, no wonder the assessment in the first half of the year was not very good, and the bonus was also small, how can this work?

Besides, Zhou Wen'an, it would be great if he could let go of that child.

Zhou Wen'an came in with a well-watered green plant, put it on the table, took out a paper towel and slowly wiped off the water stains around it.

The yellow dead leaves of the green plants have been removed, and the leaves are green and fresh.

Jiang Mingsheng said without beginning or end: "An'an, don't live in that person's house anymore. You have no relationship foundation, only one child. Give him the child. If you want another child in the future, can you have another child?"

Zhou Wen'an didn't understand, so he talked about the child again? "Mingsheng, you asked me to come to the meeting, how do you talk about this?"

"I'm doing it for your own good, An'an." Hearing his stubborn words, Jiang Mingsheng knew that he would definitely not leave the child behind. He was filled with righteous indignation for a moment, got up and walked to the door to close it tightly, hating the iron for being weak, and said, "Hi, how are you?" Is it not enough to take the whole future into account?"

"Mingsheng, okay, don't talk about it. Either I go out and wait." Zhou Wenan went to get his computer bag, but Jiang Mingsheng held the back of his hand.

Folding his hands together, Zhou Wenan pulled them out quickly, but Jiang Mingsheng felt the backs of his hands were so slippery, and slipped out like fish.

He withdrew his hand and clenched it tightly: "An'an, don't you become the kind of person who sees money? Because the child's father is rich, you follow him without hesitation? Wake up, you have no feelings Ji Ji, there is only one child, do you think he will love you? Of course he raised you because of the child. But you can't be so self-sufficient, do you understand? "

These words pierced Zhou Wenan's soft flesh like a needle prick.

Didn't he know that Liang Sihan stayed with him because of Ton?She even proposed to get married because of tons...

Zhou Wen'an lowered his head and said nothing, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were red: "Ming Sheng, are you my friend?"

Jiang Mingsheng said: "Of course I'm your friend, and only friends say what's in your heart. Good medicine tastes bitter, and true advice hurts, but I have to say it too. Otherwise, no one can tell you that your parents are gone, and I don't know what happens to your uncle." I know. I'm afraid you will take a detour, do you understand?"

Zhou Wen'an shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Mingsheng, if you really treat me as a friend, you must first respect me from the bottom of your heart, and don't look down on my life like this." He picked up his computer bag, "I'd better go outside and wait Bar."

If he hadn't already contacted the person in charge of promoting the program, he really wanted to leave.

Jiang Mingsheng pressed his shoulders to keep him from getting up: "Why am I condescending? I just care about you, more than anyone else. How many years have we known each other? How many times have you come to our house without saying anything before?" ? Is there anything I don’t know about you? From your wanting to have an operation to the unexpected pregnancy later, I know it all, but how often do I not persuade you? I always think that I am right in persuading you, An An, every step is wrong, Humans can’t do that.”

Zhou Wen'an lowered his eyes and remained silent. He didn't expect that his choice was in the heart of his old friend, and it turned out that every step was wrong.

He said slowly but firmly: "Mingsheng, but this is my life. I have the original intention and standpoint of choosing to live like this. You have not experienced my life. You are just a bystander. You can't choose for me. You can only say that I am Your choice is contrary to your thinking, but I will not be wrong. I do not ask you to support me, but please understand me."

He especially couldn't stand others accusing him of choosing to give birth to Tonton. No one could understand the sense of happiness and security that Tonton brought to his family.

It has never been Ton depends on him, but he depends on Ton.

Jiang Mingsheng put his good hand on his waist, looked at Zhou Wen'an, and sighed: "An'an, how about it, you move out first. If you want someone to take care of you, I will take care of you."

"..." Zhou Wen'an raised his head in surprise, "Ming Sheng, what are you talking about?"

Why didn't he know that Jiang Mingsheng suddenly became so unreasonable one day, pointing at him, and even arbitrarily advocating, pointing out a clear path for his life from the perspective of what is best for him?

Jiang Mingsheng didn't think there was anything wrong with him at all. He said this from the standpoint of a friend, and he also thought that he could take good care of Zhou Wen'an, at least not worse than his own blind life: "I said, I can take care of you, Don't be with the child's father and the others. Get in and out of the luxury car, you will degenerate sooner or later."

Zhou Wen'an is not good at arguing with others, when he heard this, he just shook his head: "Ming