Wearing a little crying bag as a paranoid villain [Transmigration Book]

The dinner was quite harmonious, and after dinner, Fang Zhen kept talking openly and secretly how much their mother and son were looking forward to coming back, and how good Qi Wencheng was as his child, and didn't let anyone else intervene at all.

Yan Bo took a sip of his tea, without much expression on his face.

Fang Zhen kept chattering. Yan Bo put the tea on the table and didn't even sip it. At this time, Yan Mengsheng came over with a blank expression and interrupted the conversation between the two of them, "I want to talk to you."

The smile on Fang Zhen's face stagnated for a moment, and she quickly said, "What can we talk about together?"

Yan Mengsheng looked at her when he heard the sound, frowning slightly, his gaze was cold, Fang Zhen fell silent.

Yan Mengsheng and Yan Bo went to the study on the second floor. Fang Zhen sat on the sofa, feeling restless. Did she want to say something behind her back?

study.

Yan Bo sat on the chair, Yan Mengsheng stood in front of the table, took out all the photos in his pocket, and threw them on the table.

His eyes swept over Yan Bo's face, his voice was loose and indifferent, "Is this the person you let back?" Finally he sneered, "I'm afraid work has exhausted your mind, so let this kind of person into Yan's house."

Yan Bo didn't pursue Yan Mengsheng's words of disrespecting him, because he focused all his attention on those photos, frowning, flipping through them one by one, and the anger in his eyes couldn't be suppressed.

Finally, he threw the photo on the table vigorously, making a loud noise.

Those photos were all of Fang Zhen and Qi Zhenhe, either eating together or laughing and interacting in the parking lot, etc. Yan Bo's blood pressure almost soared with anger.

"It turns out that this woman's excuse to come back to take care of you is to go to a private meeting behind people's backs!"

"At that time, she swore she would take care of you. I thought, I was so busy with work, and let their mother and son stay abroad for more than ten years, so I let her come to Yan's house." Yan Bo was a little incoherent. , "I really didn't expect it!"

Yan Mengsheng looked indifferent, leaning against the wall and said softly: "And then? How to solve it?"

Yan Bo stood up with a sullen face, picked up the photo and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Fang Zhen looked at Yan Bo, who looked aggressive as if he was asking a teacher for a crime, and her heart suddenly sank, not knowing what happened.

She immediately turned off the phone, and at the moment when the light on the phone screen finally disappeared, she could vaguely see that there was a message on it.

[I have found Jiang Xuan's biological father, Jiang Heng, and have already communicated with him. We will meet this Friday. ]

Fang Zhen just picked up her smile, "Why are you so happy when you go up? When you come down, you have a sad face. Xiaoyan is still young and ignorant, so you shouldn't be angry if you say something that makes you angry..." Before he finished speaking, Yan Bo directly said The stack of photos was thrown towards Fang Zhen's face, and the photos fell to the floor with a clatter.

Fang Zhen closed her eyes subconsciously, her face hurt a little from the photos. After looking at the photos on the ground, the smile on Fang Zhen's face disappeared, then she raised her head and asked, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Are you ashamed to ask me?" Yan Bo laughed back angrily, "You begged me to come to Yan's house while crying, and then you did this kind of thing outside?"

Fang Zhen's heart sank, and she began to quibble, "I got help from this person when I was abroad, and the fact that I had dinner with friends doesn't explain anything."

"Get out of Yan's house!" Yan Bo yelled at Fang Zhen, Fang Zhen's heart was beating wildly in fright, and she actually called her so loudly.

No matter what Fang Zhen said afterwards, she couldn't change Yan Bo's mind. Finally, she gritted her teeth and said, "I can leave the Yan family, but I hope Xiao Cheng is still here. If we let him know that we were kicked out , he is still so young and will definitely leave a shadow."

Yan Bo hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed to her only request.

So in the end, Qi Wencheng always thought that Fang Zhen had something to go abroad and would not come back for the time being.

Fang Zhen, who came out of Yan's house, threw her luggage on the ground, took out her mobile phone and called Qi Zhenhe, her little lover, with an uncontrollable anger in her voice: "I have an accident, come and pick me up quickly."

...

Fang Zhen went to the small villa arranged by Qi Zhenhe for her, and sat on the leather sofa and burst into flames. As soon as Qi Zhenhe saw her like this, she knew that something must be wrong.

"What happened to make you so angry?" Qi Zhenhe put a cup of tea in front of her, trying to calm her down.

"Yan Bo found out about you and me and kicked me out of Yan's house." Fang Zhen stomped on the floor again to vent her anger.

"What about Xiao Cheng?"

"He stayed at Yan's house."

Qi Zhenhe comforted Fang Zhen for a while, when the phone rang suddenly, he picked up the phone and saw that it was a message from Jiang Heng.

"By the way, you have already left Yan's house, so do you still want to contact Jiang Heng?"

Fang Zhen gritted her teeth, "Of course, why don't you contact me? I was very angry at the Yan family, and it was all because of that kid Jiang Xuan." She won't go to Yan's house anymore, she will go back when she finds a chance.

"Are you contacting Jiang Heng because you want him to come forward?" Qi Zhenhe asked.

Fang Zhen smiled: "Not only do I want him to come forward, but I also want him to take that child out of Yan's house. From now on, only Yan Mengsheng and Xiao Cheng will compete for the shares of the company." He continued: "When we contact Jiang Heng, It was when the child left the Yan family."

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Chu Xuan asked Meng He to bring back three pieces of dessert, one for each person. Yan Mengsheng looked at him suspiciously when he received the small cakes.

I don't know if it's because they've been together for too long, they almost have a good understanding, when Yan Mengsheng cast a look, Chu Xuan knew that he wanted to talk to Yan Bo, so he sent Qi Wencheng away, not letting him see To the scene where Fang Zhen was kicked out of Yan's house.

"Sweet little cake, brother, don't you want to eat it? It's so delicious." After speaking, he took a spoonful of the cream cake and put it in his mouth.

Yan Mengsheng glanced at him, and took a mouthful with his mouth, his eyes lit up after tasting the cake.

Chu Xuan held the small piece of cake in his left hand, "Human, eat something sweet when you are happy, and eat something sweet when you are unhappy, so that you will feel better!"

Yan Mengsheng's dark eyes moved slightly, looking at the cake in his hand, "I can also get diabetes."

Chu Xuan, who was in a good mood at first: "..."

Chu Xuan glared at him sideways, with a fierce tone. "Then you don't give it to me."

Yan Mengsheng looked at him with raised eyebrows, and took the cake in his right hand away by the way, "No."

Chu Xuan's original face was fleshy, but when he got angry, his face swelled up. Yan Mengsheng poked his cheek with his thin and beautiful fingers, and the former stretched out his small claws to pat his hand off.

"Little puffer fish." The latter said such a sentence indifferently.

"Thank you, I'm not that round." Chu Xuan replied.

"You are humble." Yan Mengsheng's voice was light.

Chu Xuan: "..."

night.

Chu Xuan filled his special bathtub with water. The bathtub was so small that it could only accommodate him alone, and there was a little yellow duck on the shelf next to it.

It should be the favorite toy of "the original owner Jiang Xuan".

After the water was filled up, I tested the temperature, and the temperature was just right. With bare feet, Chu Xuan stretched out his hand to hold the edge of the bathtub, then put his feet in first, and finally got into the bathtub with his whole body.

The comfortable temperature inside made Chu Xuan snort, soaked in the warm water, his fair little face turned pink, and when he exhaled, his little mouth pouted, so cute.

He stretched out his small fleshy hand and patted the surface of the water, splashing water droplets, and a few drops landed on his face.

After soaking for a while, the drowsiness from the warm water came out, Chu Xuan yawned lazily, and was about to stand up, dry himself and go back to the room to sleep.

Just stood up, although the room was very warm, but the skin suddenly exposed to the cold air still made Chu Xuan tremble slightly.Just as he was about to tear off the white towel next to him, he was suddenly in a daze. He was clearly looking at the towel in front of him, but for no reason, the furniture scene in his real life home appeared.

In such a trance, Chu Xuan slipped his feet and fell back into the bathtub, but he seemed to be in no pain, his face expressionless.

Such a fall also made a moderate sound, because it was very late, and only Yan Mengsheng was watching TV in the living room. He watched Chu Xuan take a bath in his pajamas. The lights in the room were always on, and there was nothing inside. sound.

Yan Mengsheng had just turned off the TV, and just stepped on the first step of the stairs, when he heard the sound of falling from the room where Chu Xuan was.

Without hesitation, he turned his head and walked to the front of the room. He knocked on the door and asked outside, "What's wrong?"

No one answered him inside, the silence was terrifying, Yan Mengsheng pushed the door open and entered, and saw Chu Xuan sitting in the bathtub with a dull expression.

Yan Mengsheng's eyes flickered, walked to his side, and called out: "Xiao Xuan?"

The child didn't pay attention to him, and the eyes that used to be divine and nimble lost their energy, they were dim and unable to focus, they were empty and numb.

Yan Mengsheng frowned, Chu Xuan's sudden strange symptoms made him feel at a loss, like a...a marionette without emotion...

Yan Mengsheng touched his little face carefully again, for fear of breaking it, the little face touched by his fingertips was not warm at all, as cold as a dead corpse.The movements of Yan Mengsheng's hands were a little trembling, and he immediately turned on all the lights, heating and air-conditioning in the room, and put a thick bath towel on Chu Xuan. During this process, his whole heart was hanging high, and he did not dare to take his eyes off Chu Xuan. Hang for a minute and a second.

Yan Mengsheng immediately took out his mobile phone to call his private doctor. The child just dialed the phone, and the child in front of him became a little bit more energetic, and looked at him and blinked his innocent eyes.

The voice was soft, and there was a sense of doubt: "Brother...?"

Hearing this voice, Yan Mengsheng's Adam's apple slid up and down, his beautiful brows loosened and then tightened, and he threw it aside as if he couldn't hear the Hey Hey next to his ear.His left hand was still wrapping Chu Xuan's two small hands, and the temperature on his hands gradually returned.

"You..." The voice trembled with some detectable fear.

Chu Xuan didn't know what he wanted to say, and why suddenly Yan Mengsheng was in front of him, but...

Chu Xuan pursed his mouth, his little eyebrows frowned, his little faces were tangled together, and he said in a childlike voice, "It's so strange."

Yan Mengsheng looked nervous: "What's wrong?"

"My ass hurts."

Yan Mengsheng: "..." Chu Xuan's words stuck in his throat when he wanted to ask.

Chu Xuan looked at the thick bath towel on his body and the big hand that was holding him, completely unaware of what happened.However, the water in the bathtub gradually cooled after such a toss, Chu Xuan immediately dried himself and put on his lovely pajamas.

But the black-clothed boy beside him has been standing beside him, staring at him with pitch-black eyes, as if he is afraid that he will run away.

So what are you nervous about?Chu Xuan was puzzled.

Until Chu Xuan entered the room, Yan Mengsheng stood outside his door for a long time, just like a patron saint. He didn't know how long he stood before he returned to his room. All he knew was that his legs were sore and numb at the end.

The personal doctor who received Yan Mengsheng's call looked at his mobile phone in a daze, recalling the voice from the receiver.

"Brother, my butt hurts."

It was a milky and aggrieved voice.

As far as he knew, although Yan Mengsheng had a violent personality, he didn't have the tendency to bully children. Could it be that his condition got worse?

Before he could think about it, a few hours later, in the middle of the night, he received a call.

It was still Yan Mengsheng.

After answering the phone, a cold voice came from the other end, "Under what circumstances would a person appear out of nowhere with empty eyes and a cold body like a corpse?"

The private doctor was taken aback for a moment, and said suspiciously: "This... this is the condition of a dead person."

Yan Mengsheng frowned, and said seriously: "No, this situation happened, and I recovered after two to three minutes."

The private doctor scratched his head: "This has touched the blind spot of my knowledge, because even if the heart stops suddenly, the whole body will not be cold immediately, and then it will recover on its own within 3 minutes. This... Did you watch some fantasy movie suddenly?" Thoughts, do you think the logic of the movie does not conform to reality?"

The voice on the other end revealed a bit of danger in its indifference, "I'm not joking with you."

The private doctor smiled awkwardly, and finally said: "Then this situation can be called a medical miracle."

Yan Mengsheng: "..."

After Yan Mengsheng hung up the phone, he didn't feel sleepy at all. He walked to Chu Xuan's room. The luminous lamp next to the cabinet emitted a faint white light, and the light shone on the sleeping person beside him. His face was quiet and beautiful, and the sound of light and shallow breathing came from his small nose.

The child on the bed looked honest, but actually almost kicked the quilt to the ground. Yan Mengsheng stretched out his hand to cover him with the quilt, and even tucked the corners.

Just after the quilt was covered, Chu Xuan lazily hummed softly, and kicked it away.

Yan Mengsheng: "...Sleeping really dishonest." Covered him up again.

Kicked away again.

Yan Mengsheng said in a soft and cold voice: "If you kick again, believe it or not, I'll wrap the quilt around you?" After he finished speaking, he had the patience to cover his stomach again.

This time, the petite and cute child on the bed didn't kick the quilt any more, instead, he was very well-behaved.