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Han Jinghui looked at the little boy who was less than six years old in front of him, with short hair obediently lying on his forehead, and stared at him with bright eyes.

"You, who are you?!" Han Jinghui swallowed.

"I am your son!"

Gu Gui stared at the little boy: "You brat, say that again?!"

The little boy stuck his neck: "I am his son!"

Han Jinghui no longer dared to look at Gu Gui's darker face than Baogong.Who can tell him why he had an extra son out of thin air!Wouldn't it be a gift when you buy a mobile phone?

Gu Gui was so angry that his veins burst out: "I didn't know, but you already have a son!"

Han Jinghui smiled wryly: "I don't know..." The more you have to calm down at this time!Han Jinghui said to himself.He obviously locked the door before he left, even if it was his baby...it would be impossible to come in, the only possibility is the landlady!

By the way, the landlord aunt said yesterday that he will let him take care of his son temporarily every night in the future!

Once the problem is found, the next step is easy: "Are you the landlord's son?"

"What is a landlord? I am the son of mother and father!" the little boy asked with a blink of an eye, and forcefully stated his identity.

Han Jinghui raised his forehead: "It's just..." God, how can he communicate normally with a child!

Gu Gui said coldly, "Where's your mother?"

"I don't know..." the little boy said timidly while hugging Han Jinghui's thigh.

"I think the landlord's auntie might be in a hurry to do things at night, so she put him here." Han Jinghui touched the boy's head and asked, "What's your name?"

"Luo Peng."

"Luo Peng, why do you call me Dad?"

"Because my mother showed me a picture of my father!" Xiao Luo Peng smiled, and there was a dimple similar to Han Jinghui's at the corner of his mouth!

"Han Jinghui..." Gu Gui gritted his teeth, "Could it be that your landlord has taken a fancy to you!?"

"...Impossible, she is ten years older than me!" Han Jinghui shook his head quickly.

Gu Gui's brows were furrowed. Judging by his age, there was no way this child belonged to Han Jinghui, so either the landlord was lying or the child was lying.He lowered his eyebrows, heh, if someone covets Han Jinghui, he doesn't mind letting that person taste the regret!

"Dad, I'm hungry." The boy's soft voice came, and Han Jinghui couldn't say no, so he nodded and turned to go to the kitchen.

Leaving one large and one small staring at each other.

Gu Gui said in a deep voice, "He's not your father, take that damned title back!"

The little boy lowered his head: "He is my father, I know..."

Gu Gui didn't know what was wrong, when he thought of Han Jinghui's child born with a woman calling him father, Gu Gui felt a fire in his heart that couldn't be dispelled.He said coldly: "I have countless ways to make you never see him, now you know what to say?"

The little boy bit his lip and nodded.

There was a smile on the corner of Gu Gui's mouth, he didn't feel any shame in bullying a child who was less than six years old.

The guests and the host enjoy a meal, and you don't know who thinks who is the host and who thinks who is the guest...

The rental house was peaceful, completely unaware that the Internet was already in full swing!

As soon as the gold medal reporter's follow-up report returned to Province B, it immediately caused an uproar. Provincial b TV station immediately processed the live report and chose the prime time of [-]:[-] pm to broadcast it.Although they planned to live broadcast at the beginning, when the gold medal reporter made a phone call to say that the situation had changed, they immediately inserted commercials and suspended the live broadcast.

And now it seems that this is completely unnecessary!

Once the video was broadcast, it immediately caused a sensation.From a professional point of view, General Han Jinghui's story is not very vivid and attractive, but he is young!Nowadays, the profession of storytelling has gradually withdrawn from the attention of everyone. It can be said that storytelling has become a memory of the previous generation. Suddenly, a young man who tells a good story, the key is still young, immediately made the older generation very happy.Passed on from generation to generation, some old crafts have disappeared in the long history, and what Han Jinghui brings to them is not only the nostalgia for the past, but also a kind of kindness.

It was very special, a boy actually made them feel kind.

Videos are even more popular among young people. After the fan meeting ended, there was a lot of bombardment on Weibo.The fans who left the stage before naturally expressed their great regret for not seeing them, and even mocked Han Jinghui who took the opportunity to show his face in front of them.However, before these remarks came into people's sight, they were severely suppressed by more people.

Fans who stayed behind said that Han Jinghui is a new generation male god who can make tea and tell stories!Although they were a little disappointed that Han Jinghui didn't know the Great God, it couldn't cover up his own bright spots at all.

There are many pictures attached to the Weibo, not only the photos of Han Jinghui himself, but also the miraculous tea they drank in the auditorium.

That's right, they named this tea the Miracle Tea!Everyone described the feeling after drinking the miraculous tea, which can only be described in four words: incredible.

The taste of the tea is sweet and pleasant, with endless aftertaste. After drinking it, the whole body feels comfortable, and all fatigue is swept away.Fans appealed one after another, hoping that Han Jinghui could promote this tea so that everyone can taste it, and some even suggested that Han Jinghui apply for a patent, and they are willing to pay for it...

Yan Muyuan frowned and looked at Weibo. He really didn't expect that his accidental approach would lead to such a result. He felt a little guilty and at the same time admired Han Jinghui a little bit more.

"Everyone, don't make things difficult for Xiaohui. He really doesn't know about my situation, but we are good friends, there is no doubt about it." After typing these contents, Yan Muyuan closed his notebook and fell into deep thought.

Han Jinghui, a young man with miraculous medical skills, will definitely make a difference in the future.But now, his wings have not yet fully grown, and it is too easy for someone to take advantage of him - of course, Yan Muyuan will never admit that he has made this idea.

Of course Yan Muyuan himself was willing to pave the way for Han Jinghui, but he didn't know what that kid Gu Gui meant, and he didn't know if it was his illusion. Gu Gui's performance when facing Han Jinghui was really intriguing.

After unlocking the screen saver of the phone, Yan Muyuan made a call.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Is Mr. Liu there? Just say that Yan Muyuan is looking for him."

"Okay, wait..."

……

The principal was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night, and the next day he stared at the two big panda eyes and rushed to the University of D, where he held the third leadership meeting since the beginning of the school year!

But today is only the third day of school...