There is a tiger sniffing the rose in my heart

"You can only touch yourself." Griffin said mercilessly. "In fact, even you don't know if you can do it. What if he has been like this?"

"..."

Pooh you spring, summer, autumn and winter!

Are you a stepfather when you say this!

Jinran began to feel a little embarrassed, lowered his head and stared nervously at Jiang Chuan, and the room fell into a brief silence again——Jinran has always been the kind of person who can refute but never stay silent, for example, now he can say "pretending to be sick The person whose son went back and locked him up didn’t blush when he said that,” but facing Griffin’s face, which was much younger than he imagined and seemed to have a higher level of fighting power, he could only close his eyes honestly. Open your mouth, and say, "Oh, it's okay, I can afford to wait."

The cautious tone is natural.

"Can you afford to wait?" Griffin seemed to have heard some funny joke, "You can say that because he is still so handsome now. After a year, he will become atrophied due to years of inactive muscles. Slack, sores that will definitely appear after long-term bed rest, have to rely on artificial turning every day, incontinence of urine, unable to speak, hair loss..."

"..." Jinran looked at Jiang Chuan sympathetically, and decided to treat him better in the future if possible: after all, he already has such a bad father.

"And you are in the big dye vat of the entertainment industry, facing fresh newcomers every day. They may be taller and handsomer, may have stronger endurance, may bring you good resources, a lot of money, and they will satisfy you in every way. What kind of needs and desires—at that time, will you still remember who he is?"

What the hell is stronger staying power?

Don't you know that when your son is so powerful, he can toss a golden gun all night against scientific common sense without falling down? !Of course I won't tell you such a good thing!At this moment, Jin Ran wanted to shake Jiang Chuan's neck to get him up, and yelled into his ear: You fucking get up, I can't get along with your dad!

Facing Griffin's question, the black-haired young man did not answer directly, but reached out to touch the drooping forehead hair of the man in a coma, tidied it up carefully, and said, "If he doesn't wake up, I will Go to the pet store and buy a hamster."

Probably only Jinran himself knows how romantic these words are.Facing his seemingly inexplicable speech, Griffin was silent for about ten seconds, and then asked his understanding in a tone that sounded subtle: "My son is a hamster in your eyes?"

I accidentally thought of the milk tea advertisement that was very popular before——

The hostess said: [Huh?I'm just a cup of milk tea in your eyes? 】The male protagonist said: 【In this way, I can hold you in the palm of my hand. 】Jin Ran didn’t know if Jiang Chuan’s father would directly draw a gun and shoot him into a hornet’s nest if he answered casually, “This way I can hold him in the palm of my hand.” At this moment, he suddenly heard Griffin’s cold Said something: "I watched the video of you coming out of the closet before."

"..." The topic jumped a little fast.

"live streaming."

Carefully swallowing a mouthful of saliva, there was a loud "grunt".

"That's not bad."

The black-haired young man was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the other party to say such affirmative words. He let out a long breath and said, "Thank you."

It's a good thing he didn't say anything outrageous on the spur of the moment just now, his little heart was beating violently, he put his eyes back on Jiang Chuan's face, and silently stared at the extremely quiet man with his eyes closed as if he was just asleep , I thought to myself: If I get married in the future, I won’t be able to live under the same roof as your father. If you are not crazy, I will go crazy first.

Griffin: "Did you play your acting skills well?"

Jinran's forehead twitched: "It's true."

"If you don't believe me, you shouldn't mind, right? I don't like your kind—ah, people who regard inconsistency as eating skills always make people feel very insecure."

Can "..." be less insecure than a person with a gun in his trouser pocket?

"I like simple people."

Hahahahahahahahahahaha Jiang Chuan, wake up and listen to your father telling jokes!Jinran said "oh" again: "When I was with him, most of the time I was really the innocent one... so innocent that I felt a little stupid."

Jinran felt that his answer was probably not bad, because he saw Griffin in the shadows showing a satisfied expression: "I also heard that you were Andre's lover in high school."

Jinran's forehead twitched suddenly: "Rumor, I don't know him very well."

Griffin: "I was invited to attend Andre's birthday party, and accidentally saw your photo in the young master's wallet. Would you put a stranger's photo in your wallet? It's a group photo. "

"You must have admitted the wrong person."

"I have a deep memory. At that time, I thought about a question seriously and mockingly: Is it true that the heirs of the mafia all over the world are planning to find a Chinese man to come back as a partner?"

"..."

"I didn't expect that I would be slapped in the face by my own son a few years later."

"..."

"Or grab the one that Andre took a fancy to. At least I remember that your country is a populous country. As for letting two young masters with important backgrounds grab one's head?"

Probably because I am too good.

Jin Ran twitched the corners of her lips, wanting to break into a loud laugh—the police checks are nothing more than that. Finally, I personally experienced the reason for Jiang Chuan's expression of helplessness and hatred when he mentioned his father. ...He was tense all over his body, afraid that the old man would find some new topic to torture him, Jin Ran almost got over his guilt towards Jiang Chuan before, at this moment, Griffin suddenly said: " After thinking about it, I said cautiously: "I'm sorry, even if you say so, but I won't leave. "

Griffin curled up the corners of his lips, showing an unknown smile for the first time—if his close subordinates had seen this scene, they would have rushed out the door by now, but if they saw it, they just said foolishly He added: "You father and son look alike when they smile."

"Really," Griffin's smile widened, "I'm not as stupid as my son. For things like blocking someone's wounds, I think there should be something wrong with my educational philosophy."

"..."

"Does your family object to you being with a man?"

Jiang Chuan, your father is really annoying.

"It's okay." Jinran felt that he could answer the old man's hundred thousand whys so calmly, it was really not polite.

"But my son needs an heir. I don't care about his association with anyone, but it must be based on the premise of this possibility."

Jinran felt his stomach twitch: he had probably been avoiding this question one-sidedly all this time, he was confident that he could give Jiang Chuan anything, but this was the only thing he knew he couldn't do.

He kept his head down and didn't speak.

He could use any language to refute and convince Griffin to let him be with his son, but if this was brought up...

He didn't know how to answer.

After making the statement "I won't go", it didn't take long for the black-haired young man to be slapped in the face by reality - when the visiting time came, his own head was bleeding and needed to rest, so he quickly Dr. Mo took him back to the ward in person.

As he was leaving, he heard Griffin ask from the back of his ass, "How about a test-tube baby?"

Jin Ran was slightly taken aback and turned around, only in time to see the ward door being closed in front of his face.

...what the hell.

……

When I returned to the ward, I was bored and could only pass the time on the Internet. I read the news on the Internet and found that there is still a bloodbath against him being hacked on the Internet. Many netizens spontaneously initiated the "Stop Internet Violence" campaign. Call on people to treat all kinds of news calmly, and minimize criticism and accusations against public figures before finding out the truth.

This is a good thing,

Jinran looked around and found that the news of himself and Jiang Chuan's injury had not been leaked. His Weibo was full of people who apologized to him and hoped that he would stand up and say something.

Probably because he wanted to see him proudly scold those who hated him.

In fact, Jinran felt that it really didn't matter. This matter hurt him a lot and brought him a lot of troubles, but he also knew that no stranger would feel wronged because he had been wronged. They've done terrible things and can't eat or sleep, and whether they will get his forgiveness or not, they will soon put it behind them and move on with their lives.

So he is not willing to put his attention on these people.

I will never forgive, but I will never blame anything.

He just pulled himself away, looked on, and concentrated on his own business.

Seeing that his mood had stabilized, Fang Yu sat aside to accompany him in a little peace of mind while peeling apples. At this time, he heard the person sitting in a daze on the bed suddenly stop checking Weibo, raised his head and asked, "Brother Fang, test-tube babies are not the same. Has the technology matured?"

"Probably in a very developed country, mature."

"Is it operable?"

"Humans have even gone to the moon, so what's wrong with being rich...Why do you ask this, pay attention to the concept of money I said, you are at best a poor middle-class peasant in front of that kind of people."

"Oh."

"What are you thinking about?"

"No."

Jinran answered absent-mindedly, quit Weibo and poked into WeChat, casually looked at the congratulations from all directions in WeChat, chatted with those who were familiar, and thanked those who were not familiar, and turned to the one that Luo Cheng mentioned before. Trying to snag a message from his junior in Tranner's role while he was teetering, the kid rants and says something heartfelt.

If he didn't know what he did behind his back, Jinran would almost believe his sincerity.

Replied "hehe:)" and clicked send as a response, put down the tablet, looked at the table below and found that it was the healthy nap time for the elderly, thinking that the human-shaped question answering machine in Jiang Chuan's room should go to sleep He was about to get up and go to visit his wife's ward again. At this time, he suddenly heard his WeChat rang frantically. He paused when he got out of bed. He turned his head and saw Wang Mo's portrait on the screen. Huge smiley face.

[The other party invites you to chat with voice and video, do you accept it? "

After hesitating for a while, he still pressed the button to accept, and was ready to hear Wang Mo's surprise at the bandage on his head. Unexpectedly, the moment the video was opened, he was on the side of the camera. Saw a huge, serious, furry face.

Sincerely: "..."

Wang Mo's cat has a straight waist, squatting in front of the camera like a cat nobleman, with its head lowered, staring at the black-haired young man on the side of the video with its blue pupils without blinking. The moment the two looked at each other, it opened its mouth, showing its small fangs, and let out a "meow".

Sincerely: ""

What the hell is this?

Jinran yelled at the video with his voice open: "Wang Mo, your Doraemon is going to mess around again—hey, why did you train it to look like Jiang Chuan, you wanton pervert!"

There was no response from Wang Mo.

On the contrary, the cat raised its fluffy paws and guessed a few paws on the tablet. A lot of discontinuous words appeared in the dialog box. I was so cute by its domineering, dumb and stupid look. , was about to tease the cat in the air, this time is good, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Doraemon is still meowing.

Jin Ran's face was empty, and he raised his head again to look at the blue-eyed cat for a few seconds.

Then he called out tentatively: "...Really, daughter-in-law, is it you?"