His Son Has a Richest Billionaires Dad

Regarding Sheng Jiaqi, when they met this afternoon, Chengyang turned around and forgot about him. At this stage, he didn't have the extra thought to pay attention to insignificant people.

Chengyang used to live in a dormitory, and he basically ate in the school cafeteria, and occasionally even had instant noodles for dinner.

The current situation is special, and it cannot continue to be like before. He may not care about himself, but the baby in his stomach does.

Although the child arrived by accident at first and was not in Chengyang's life plan at all, from the moment he decided to have a child, Chengyang's thoughts were very firm. He hoped that the baby would grow up healthily.

The food in the cafeteria can't be said to be too bad, but it can't be said to be too good either. There are also stews, but they are all varieties that have remained unchanged for thousands of years.

After living in the old teacher's apartment, Chengyang still prefers to buy vegetables and cook by himself if there are not many courses and some spare time.

He had searched on the Internet, and it was better for pregnant people to eat more nutritious stews. After receiving the delivery, Chengyang made a detour to the supermarket to buy some dishes. He ordered a pressure cooker online and used it to cook soup , the steps are simple and trouble-free.

There was no need for a live broadcast tonight. Out of a habit, Chengyang still logged in to his live broadcast account.

As soon as I went in, I saw a short message from the live broadcast platform. The content of the short message was to invite Chengyang to attend an awards ceremony at the head office at the end of this month. A Q number was attached to the letter, so that Chengyang could contact the other party in time. Give me your personal information, so that you can confirm the personnel, as well as matters related to air tickets and hotels.

Chengyang read the short before and after, but he didn't exit the short. He found a friend he met in the live broadcast of the game on q. That person had over one million fans. Chengyang heard from his friend that he had been to the awards ceremony before.

The other party was not online at that time, and only replied to Chengyang at night, and learned about some details. My friend said that Chengyang was invited this time, most likely because Chengyang might have won a newcomer award - this award is not just for one person, usually five personal.

Whether new or not, Chengyang doesn't really value it very much. It's okay to go out for a trip, even as a sightseeing trip.

The matter of attending the party is almost settled in this way.

The tonic soup was already stewed in the pressure cooker, and Chengyang filled two bowls to drink.

As the night darkened, Chengyang took another set of clean pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower. His stomach seemed to be a little swollen, and with his palms on it, he could faintly feel something inside.

This was a rather novel experience. He was pregnant with a child, and he narrowed his eyes slightly. Chengyang wondered whether the baby was a boy or a girl. If it was a boy, he hoped to be like Sheyan, and if it was a girl, like Anyone can be his baby.

Chengyang used to hardly go to bed before twelve o'clock, but now his schedule has been adjusted to a certain extent.

I got into bed at about ten o’clock. It’s winter now, and the temperature is often below ten degrees. There is an air conditioner in the house, but Cheng Yang doesn’t like to use the air conditioner. Personally, he feels uncomfortable blowing it. He considers buying it online. An electric blanket, so that you won't feel cold when you first enter the bed.

By the way, Chengyang grabbed the quilt and suddenly turned over, half lying on the pillow.

Shouldn't he also talk to Sheyan about his going to the awards ceremony at the end of the month?

Let's talk about it in a few days. Chengyang felt that it was unnecessary to tell the other party right away. The other party might still be busy.

Turning back, Chengyang pulled up the quilt, reached out to turn off the light, and slept until dawn.

Chengyang woke up at seven o'clock in the morning, but it was too cold outside the bed, and the place outside the bed was like a distant place, Chengyang took his mobile phone to check the time, it was still early, there was no class until ten o'clock, and he could go again Squint for a while.

When Chengyang squinted for more than half an hour, a phone call came in suddenly.

Chengyang didn't quite see who was calling, so he let out a lazy voice when he got on the phone.

His eyes were half open, obviously not fully awake yet, with an expression that he might be about to fall asleep in the next second.

"Still sleeping?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was quiet and clear, and Chengyang immediately trembled when he heard it, and hurriedly got up and sat up.

"Excuse me? I'll call back later?"

The man is exceptionally polite and gentlemanly.

"No, no." Chengyang shook his head quickly and coughed to make his voice sound more normal.

As soon as he coughed, Sheyan thought Chengyang had a cold and fell ill.

"You have the flu?"

"No, you're so early... What's the matter?" Chengyang stopped his voice in time, and he heard a faint sound of a car. Obviously, at this time, Sheyan had already woken up and was on his way to work. .

The other party has been so successful, but still works so hard.

"I have something to do here temporarily. I have to go out of town for three or four days. I won't be able to see each other in these few days." I just talked about some things with Chengyang yesterday, and he has to go out of town the next day. Sheyan doesn't want Chengyang thought about it, so he called and talked to Chengyang.

During pregnancy, a pregnant woman needs to be concerned about her emotions at all times. This was what Sheyan learned from a professor-level obstetrics and gynecology doctor at the hospital last night.

It's not that he knew that Chengyang was pregnant, that's all. Chengyang was learning how to be a father, and Sheyan was the same, and even what he thought of was more detailed than Chengyang's.

Chengyang's eyes were oval, and he controlled his surprise after a while.

"Yeah." Chengyang wanted to say that you pay attention to safety, but then he thought it was inappropriate to say this at this time.

"I wanted to tell you yesterday."

"what?"

"Our live broadcast platform invited me to an awards ceremony at the end of the month, and I have already agreed." Holding the phone, Chengyang suddenly felt uneasy. He had the idea that Sheyan would stop him from going, because he was pregnant and was not suitable. Running around.

"At the end of this month?"

"Yes." Chengyang pursed his lips, and there was a trace of tension in his eyes.

"You really want to go?"

Chengyang pursed his lips slightly: "Yeah!" Actually, he didn't really want to, but Chengyang wanted to take this opportunity to see Sheyan's attitude.

"Where is the location?"

Sheyan's voice couldn't hear the ups and downs, so Chengyang couldn't know what kind of expression the other party was looking at now.

"Over there in Hongzhou."

"Have you bought all the air tickets?" It's only ten days before the end of the month.

"The platform buys on behalf of others, and the hotel is also responsible for the company."

"Okay, then I'll have someone take you to the airport."

The other party seemed to agree so simply. Chengyang opened his lips. He wanted to say thank you right away, but he suddenly remembered what Sheyan said to him yesterday.

Thank you, so I changed it to another sentence: "Don't be too tired from work, take a proper rest."

After hanging up the phone, Chengyang felt that the bases of his ears were burning, so he cooled them down with his fingers.

It seems that sometimes this is the case. When there is nothing to do, there is nothing. When there is something to do, it is all gathered together.

The school is going to hold a singing and dancing competition recently, and each college will come up with one or two programs. There was originally a famous contestant here in the School of Computer Science, but the person went to eat hot pot outside the school the day before yesterday, and when he came back, he was sick with vomiting and diarrhea. She was sent to the school hospital for IV drip by her roommate.

The situation has only gradually improved since today, but three days after the match, the opponent's voice is hoarse, and it doesn't look like it will be completely resolved in a day or two.

The program has already been submitted, and their academy has only submitted this program, so it is absolutely impossible to withdraw, and they can only find someone else to replace it.

After choosing and choosing, two other candidates were decided, one of which was Chengyang.

In his sophomore year, Chengyang and his classmates went to ktv to sing. Someone recorded a video of him singing, and it was posted on the school forum the next day.

Those who were not familiar with Chengyang knew from then on that the students of the School of Computer Science were not only handsome, but also very good at singing.

At the beginning of the singing competition, there was a mobilization process. Chengyang didn't like this kind of show-off, so he refused it directly.

This time, because of the temporary illness of the performer, the monitor and the students from the college came together to ask Chengyang to help him - in addition, there were other arrangements that day, so there was no time, so several people gathered around Chengyang, speaking very earnestly.

All kinds of moves were made with emotion and reason, and there was a stance that if Chengyang didn't agree, their entire school of computer science would be ruined.

"Okay!" It's not that Chengyang doesn't want to help, it's another reason why he thought about it for so long.

Maybe other people think he can sing well, but he himself doesn't have that kind of thought.

"If you don't sing well, don't blame me."

"No wonder, no wonder." The vice chairman of the student union of the college smiled happily, "Chengyang, as long as you stand on the stage, our college will win."

It's a bit exaggerated, but it's not unreasonable, this is an era of face-to-face, not to mention Chengyang's singing skills, there is indeed a bit of talent in it.

The college student union specially found a music room for Chengyang to practice.

With such an extra game temporarily, Chengyang's time was filled up in an instant.

During this period, Sheyan's assistant Zhong Hui came to the school and said that it was Sheyan's intention to send Chengyang something.

Chengyang took the things and asked his assistant to come in for a meeting, but Zhong Hui declined, saying that he had other things to do.

Knowing that the other party was still busy, he came here to give him something. Chengyang felt very sorry, thanked him repeatedly, and watched the assistant go downstairs.

At that time, Chengyang didn't know that what the assistant said was actually closely related to him.

Sheyan, who is on a business trip, although there are a lot of things to do at work, still takes a fixed time every day to talk with Chengyang on the phone, even if sometimes they don't have much to say to each other, so they ask Chengyang if he has eaten, or what he ate .

Chengyang didn't intend to hide the singing competition, but he didn't intend to take the initiative to tell it. One day during the call, he casually said that he missed it. The richest man on the phone asked Chengyang when the competition was.

"Tomorrow night at 07:30." Chengyang told the truth.

"Okay, I'll be back before then."

The richest man made a decision immediately.

"No, no, it's just a small competition. Your work is more important. You don't have to do it for me..." Chengyang was a little confused when he heard that Sheyan was going to come back early for him.

"Work is far less important than you and your baby. In my case, there is nothing comparable to you."

The richest man's confession made Chengyang's cheeks burn.

When Chengyang was taking a bath that night, he unconsciously fantasized about being embraced by a man. The more he thought about a certain part of his body, the more excited he became. Later, Chengyang thought of the handsome face of the man in his mind, and relieved himself a little. Bundle.

After washing his hands, Chengyang stood in front of the glass mirror. In the mirror, his face was full of spring, and the redness at the end of his eyes was mixed with a trace of tenderness.