His Son Has a Richest Billionaires Dad

After dinner, Sheyan sent Chengyang back to school.

When the car drove outside the school gate, Chengyang said, "Just stop here."

During the meal, Chengyang saw Sheyan answer the phone midway, as if there was something wrong.

As the richest man in province s, Sheyan definitely has a lot of work, including the previous cruise trip, Chengyang was just there for fun, but Sheyan handles work on his laptop every night.

"Where do you live?"

Sheyan didn't ask the assistant to stop, so the car continued to drive towards the campus.

Chengyang was silent for a moment. From the unwavering expression on the man's face, he guessed that the man might want to know where he lived.

The man is already aware of the matter of having a child, and there is no need to hide other aspects from the man.

"Go straight ahead and turn right until you reach the end where there is an entrance."

Chengyang turned his gaze and said to the assistant driving in front.

Looking back, he said, "I moved out of the dormitory some time ago, and I'm currently living in the old teacher's apartment."

Sheyan had sent someone to check these things out a long time ago, but Chengyang didn't know that Sheyan had checked him.

"How long did you pay for the rent?" Ginkgo biloba was planted on both sides of the road in the campus. At this time, the leaves were withered and yellow, and a thin layer was laid on the ground.

"Rent until graduation, calculated according to the time, the child should be born in July or August next year, which happens to be the time for summer vacation." In fact, Chengyang didn't need to say anything about it, he subconsciously explained it.

"Are you sure which one is not in the hospital?"

What Sheyan asked people to investigate was only the information of the last ten days or so.

Chengyang lowered his eyes and looked at his slightly flat stomach, which hadn't yet bulged.

He smiled and shook his head: "No."

"Does anyone else know about the child?" Sheyan asked this just to confirm.

Looking up, Chengyang clearly had a smile on his face, but it was a little strange. Sheyan could faintly sense that his boy's mood was not as good as it appeared on the surface.

Sheyan reached out to hold it.Holding Chengyang's wrist, Chengyang's smile slowly disappeared.

"Just you and me." There was also the doctor who was doing the color Doppler ultrasound at the beginning, but he ran faster at that time, maybe the other party would think he was dazzled.

As for the netizens on a certain forum on the Internet, Chengyang only said that he was a man and did not reveal any real information about himself. The netizens probably didn't believe it, but they were just pretending to cooperate with him.

"I'm sorry, if only I knew about it sooner." I didn't know about Chengyang's pregnancy until now. In the past two months, he couldn't be by Chengyang's side to share a little for Chengyang. Sheyan felt uneasy No remorse.

This is a rare emotion.

But how to put it, being tempted or emotional is a matter of an instant.

After the obstetrician and gynecologist came to the house and checked Chengyang's body, Sheyan was now very sure that Chengyang was pregnant with his child.

At the same time, there is another point that is intuitive, that is, he is going to be a father.

Sheyan's subordinates were not employees who were not pregnant and then took leave to go home to give birth. He knew that pregnancy was not an easy task.

Chengyang was all alone in front of him, and Sheyan looked at Chengyang's fair and soft cheeks. He could guess that when Chengyang knew he was pregnant, he must have felt very uncomfortable.

The man suddenly apologized, which stunned Chengyang. It's not that he didn't complain about Sheyan before, but more, he blamed fate.

Even a man's kindness to him is greater than getting him pregnant.

Chengyang couldn't imagine what kind of scene it would be if he was not rescued by a man but taken to the executive's room.

Chengyang's scalp tingles just by assuming it.

"It's not your fault." Chengyang felt his heart being ironed by the warm heat of the man's palm. He shook his head, without any intention of blaming the man.

"Turn left two more intersections ahead."

The car drove into exit a of the old teacher's apartment, and Chengyang pointed out the way again.

"I'll get someone to contact you about the hospital. From now on, you'll take good care of your body, and I'll take care of everything else."

This is his future wife and unborn baby. From this moment on, these two will crowd out everything else and become the most important and precious existence of the richest man in S Province.

"...Thank you." Chengyang could not fail to notice the lowering of the man's posture, and he accepted the other's kindness.

He had seen the seriousness and coldness with which men treated other people, including the assistant. The assistant had been with Sheyan for five or six years, and Sheyan wasn't very popular there.

He's different from them all, ex-cannon.You became the father of his child overnight, and sincerely expressed that he would take care of him and the child.

Chengyang knew that he was soft but not hard, and besides Sheyan, he couldn't let anyone else be his child's father.

Running with the ball is impossible.

The man is so handsome, so good, and he still likes him, he should start trying to let him slowly enter his life.

If you can form a happy family in the future, it will be even more complete.

"Don't thank me. If you can, I hope you can ask me all kinds of things." He hoped that Chengyang would ask him for things, and he would give whatever he asked for.

"Other than any request to leave, of course."

These words don't sound like love words, but they are better than love words. Chengyang's ears feel a little hot.

Not long after, the car arrived in front of Chengyang's rented apartment building.

"Okay, just stop here." Chengyang pointed to a staircase entrance on the right, "I live above it."

The richest man turned his head slightly and looked in the direction Chengyang was pointing at. The entrance to the unit building was narrow, and there were several rusty bicycles piled up at the bottom of the stairs on the left. The whole building was old and in disrepair.

"How many floors?"

When Chengyang pushed the door and was about to get out of the car, Sheyan asked with serious eyes.

"Sixth floor." Without thinking, Chengyang went back to the exact floor. When he turned around, he caught a glimpse of Sheyan staring at him with deep eyes. Chengyang seemed to understand immediately what the other person cared about.

"The floor is not high, so it won't take long to climb."

"Yeah." Seemingly accepting this explanation, Sheyan nodded, "Go up."

Chengyang got out of the car, and before leaving, he glanced into the car and wanted to invite Sheyan to go upstairs for a moment, but quickly dismissed the idea.

Along the stairs, Chengyang came to the sixth floor two or three minutes later, took the key to open the door, did not change his shoes at the first time, but went straight to the balcony on the right, when Chengyang stood on the balcony and looked down, the car The car he had just sat in was still parked underneath, as if it was going to stay there forever and didn't intend to drive away.

The phone rang suddenly, startling Chengyang, and took out the phone from his pocket. Although the number was not signed, Chengyang was familiar with the last few numbers.

After answering the phone, there was a calm and charming voice on the other side: "It's been cold recently, you should wear more clothes indoors."

"If you need anything, you can call me. If you don't answer at that time, you can contact Zhong Hui." Zhong Hui is the assistant's name.

Holding the phone, Chengyang didn't need to look in the mirror, but knew that he must be surprised.

He nodded on the phone: "OK."

"By the way, don't be too late for the live broadcast."

Chengyang still replied.

After the phone was hung up, the car downstairs also started and drove off into the distance.

Watching the car drive away, Chengyang turned back with the phone in his hand. Suddenly, his expression changed. Why did Sheyan tell him not to live broadcast too late? Could it be that he was watching his live broadcast.

It was also at this time that Chengyang suddenly remembered the rich fan who had shown him the big cruise ship in the live broadcasts these few times.

Chengyang quickly went to the bedroom to turn on the computer, and clicked on the chat interface between him and the rich fan.

The man's speaking style was extremely concise, and Chengyang had a guess.

He frowned, thinking it was unlikely that Sheyan was a fan of local tyrants?

The richest man in the province, come to watch his game live broadcast?

If you say it, no one will believe it.

But the timing of the local fan's appearance was too coincidental, so Chengyang had to suspect Sheyan.

How about asking, Chengyang stretched out his hand to enter a string of Chinese characters on the keyboard, typed, and felt that if it wasn't for Sheyan, then this would be an oolong.

Chengyang simply sent "Have we met in real life?".

During the day, local tyrant fans didn't seem to be around very often, so Chengyang quit the page.

After not being too busy, a strong sense of sleepiness hit his head. Chengyang changed into his pajamas, washed his feet with hot water, and went to bed for a nap.

After sleeping for nearly an hour, he sat up from the bed and took his mobile phone habitually. The post station sent a message to pick up the package, and Chengyang's newly bought earphones arrived.

The previous pair of earphones fell to the ground several times, and the last time they finally made noise, Chengyang ordered a pair online.

Too lazy to change, Chengyang put on a thick woolen coat and went downstairs to pick up the courier.

By coincidence, Chengyang met someone he didn't like very much at the rookie station.

That person didn't come alone, he was accompanied by a handsome boy.

Chengyang didn't intend to talk to that man, but when he saw him, the other party acted very warmly.

"Chengyang, are you here to pick up the courier too?"

Directly ignoring it seemed too rude, Chengyang hummed coldly.

Sheng Jiaqi's eyes fell on Chengyang's delicate and flawless face, it seemed that no matter when he saw this man, no matter how cheap his clothes were, he was still so beautiful that it made one's heart itch.

But Chengyang is a rose with thorns, and the twisted Gua Shengjia doesn't like to eat it, so after being rejected by Chengyang, he turned around and changed his target.

"I heard that you moved out of the dormitory and now live in the teacher's apartment?" After all, Chengyang is a student of the School of Computer Science. Even if Sheng Jiaqi didn't take the initiative to inquire about Chengyang's current situation, someone would naturally discuss it.

Chengyang glanced at Sheng Jiaqi coldly, then squinted at the boy next to him, who looked very young, like a minor.

"Let's go first." Chengyang didn't like this alumnus at the same level who had a nickname and could be both male and female at the beginning, and even less now.

Sheng Jiaqi smiled and watched Chengyang walk past him, his eyes slowly falling on Chengyang's narrow waist and long legs.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but Chengyang seems to be more handsome than when he saw him before.

The glance he had just glanced over was quite seductive, and suddenly, Sheng Jiaqi had the idea of ​​wanting to conquer.