three thousand darlings

Han Qilu knocked on the door, pushed it open and walked in, took a set of unworn clothes and handed them to Gu Chongchong.

Gu Yiming let go of him, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

Han Qilu also followed him out, closing the door behind him.

Gu Chongchong looked at the backs of the two of them, bared his teeth, when did Gu Yiming know Han Qilu so well.Turning over the tag and looking, a series of zero flashes on it dazzled his eyes.Oh hello, how many years of his allowance is this, a rich man.

When Gu Chongchong went downstairs, he saw Steward Sun, who was full of tears, with a big question mark on his head. "Grandpa Sun, what's the matter with you?"

"Young master." Butler Sun was holding the report in his hand and was about to hug him.

Gu Chongchong saw that tears and snot were all over his face, he took a few steps back, dodged his attack, and rushed to Gu Yiming's side.He didn't want to take a second shower.

"Young Master." Butler Sun's glass heart was broken, and he handed the report to Gu Yiming, "Sorry, excuse me."

Looking at that depressed figure, he bit his ear to Gu Yiming, "What's the matter with him?" Who was he abandoned by?

"Greetings to Uncle Han, Aunt Shen, and Brother Han." Gu Yiming was a man of etiquette with a faint smile on his face.

Gu Chongchong looked at him, and suddenly felt a kind of ballsy sadness.Curving the corners of his lips, he greeted them obediently, "Hello Uncle Han, Hello Aunt Shen, and Brother Han."

Han Qilu had a cold face, pinching the newspaper, and said in a low voice like a Siberian cold current that invaded the entire villa, "I am your biological father."

Shen Ruxin's face turned white and white, and her whole face turned black. When she stood up, the chair made a harsh voice, "Sorry, I'm not feeling well, excuse me."

Seeing that his mother had left, Han Jiacheng hurriedly said goodbye, "Father, there are still activities in my club, so let's go first."

When Gu Chongchong heard the news, his first thought was that he was insane.Looking at him with a little subtlety, he tugged Gu Yiming's hand and moved it to his ear, "Is there something wrong with him, why is he talking nonsense?"

Gu Yiming suppressed a smile, hugged him into his arms and ravaged his hair, "You're right." He just made a mistake.

Han Qilu raised his eyebrows slightly, watching the interaction between father and son, it was unusually intrusive.

Hissing—the newspaper couldn't bear his pressure and drifted down.

Gu Chongchong stared at him in astonishment, sat up straight all of a sudden, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the DNA certificate in Gu Yiming's hand out of the corner of his eye, turned over two pages curiously, and screamed out.

"Nani—what's this?"

"Paternity test." Gu Yiming said slowly.

"It's fake, why is there my name on it?" He pointed to the name and asked them.

"Fact." Han Qilu spit out two words concisely.

Gu Chongchong stared at Gu Yiming very tangled, then looked up at Han Qilu who was expressionless, and said, "So I was raised by my stepfather."

Gu Yiming, who was drinking coffee suddenly, was startled by him, covering his mouth and coughing.

"Stepdad, are you okay?" Patting him on the back with a worried look on his face.

Gu Yiming waved his hand, feeling a little helpless, "Don't call me that."

"Why?" You are obviously my stepdad.

Han Qilu's face darkened, he didn't even call him, his black eyes lightly swept across the intimate father and son, and the mist in his eyes became thicker.

"How can anyone call themselves father like that." He took out a tissue and wiped the saliva on his hands in a persuasive manner.

"Oh——" Gu Chongchong suddenly realized, "Uncle Gu."

Gu Yiming twisted the paper towel into a ball in an instant, is this the world report?Gu Chongchong, you really have the ability to piss people off.

Gu Chongchong wrapped his arms around his neck and said coquettishly, "Dad, are you kidding me?" Seeing that Gu Yiming ignored him, he said pitifully, "Dad, I'm hungry."

Gu Yiming forked a bun for him, Gu Chongchong pinched the fork, looked at the oil flowing down the fork onto his hand, and smacked his tongue, so powerful resentment, could Gu Yiming be too stingy.

Han Qilu got a little angry and picked up a steamed stuffed bun, and put it in his bowl.Gu Yiming took another bun and stacked it in the bowl. The two of them were like children fighting against each other. You picked one and I took the other. The bowl was not big, and it was almost overflowing after two or three.

Looking at it, Gu Chongchong couldn't eat anymore, and the buns in his mouth were also tasteless. He poured a glass of milk and drank it in small sips, finally swallowing the food in his mouth.The white and tender bun magnified in front of his eyes, and it came close to his mouth. He really wanted to refuse, but his instinct told him that something bad would happen if he refused.Closing his eyes, he took a big bite.He never thought that buns would cause him such pain.

Gu Chongchong is like a little hamster, with puffed cheeks, so cute.Han Qilu's mood improved immediately, and she fed him little by little.

After eating, Gu Chongchong took a glass of milk and moved it to the farthest place between the two of them, scooped up a bowl of porridge, and finished it in a few mouthfuls.

"Pet pet." There was a trace of warmth in the deep and cold voice, but it was still the coffin face that came into view.

Gu Chongchong is a little confused, Han Qilu's facial features are for distinguishing the front from the back.Thinking like this is kind of ballsy sadness, lowering her head and not daring to look at him.

Gu Yiming is still the gentle and nice gentleman, the cold light flashing in his eyes makes him look not as good as his appearance and temperament.Han Qilu, it's useless for you to play the warmth card.

"Call me." His request was very simple, just ask him to call him.It was only after watching them get along that he realized what he had lost. Jiacheng would not talk and laugh with him like a normal father and son.

"Daddy." Gu Chongchong called him obediently, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with having one more father.

Han Qilu was ecstatic, never expecting that Gu Chongchong would respond to him.If he knew what Gu Chongchong was thinking, he wouldn't be so happy, he had already thought about the future before he died.

Of course Gu Yiming knew what Gu Chongchong was thinking, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and couldn't bear to tell him the truth.I sighed, ignorance is also a kind of happiness.

"Father, let's go." Gu Chongchong ran up, took the belongings and was about to leave.Since these clothes belonged to Hanjiacheng, the clothes were too long, and the sleeves and trouser legs were folded up a few times, which made the person look even shorter.

"Where are you going?" Isn't it too much to leave after just recognizing his father, and he is also the one who abducted his son.

"Go home." Gu Chongchong took it for granted.

Gu Yiming smiled and told him the good news, "Our house hasn't been decorated yet."

? ?Gu Chongchong didn't know, so his kennel was about to be demolished, where did he get the money to renovate it?

"I signed the demolition contract for you."

It was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, rushed forward, and grabbed his collar, "What did you say? Signed, why, that is the house I bought, who allowed you to sign it." Taking a deep breath, calmed down, and took a deep look at him , carrying something, turned and left.

"Beloved." Gu Yiming grabbed his hand in a panic, the look in his eyes was too strange just now, which made him afraid, as if he would lose him.

Gu Chongchong pushed his hand away, he had touched his bottom line invisibly, without looking back, "Don't come to me, otherwise..."

If you don't say anything, anyone can hear that it is a threat.

Who told Gu Chongchong to be a scout, hiding his tracks is his forte.Gu Yiming didn't dare to take any risks.

"Chong Chong." It was Han Qilu who held him back this time.

"Don't worry, I'll be back." He clenched the small wooden box in his hand, and the quiet tone lost the sunshine it used to have.

In fact, he should thank Gu Yiming for helping him make up his mind and pull him out of that cowardly shell. Although the demolition of the house is inevitable, he would rather drag it on like this.

Han Qilu let go of his hand unconsciously, he is not a puppet, but a person with life and feelings, and also his doll, he has things he wants to do. "I'm waiting for you."

Gu Yiming knows that he is a heartless person, but no one knows how deep Gu Chongchong's heart is hidden. He likes to cover it up with a casual smile and a coquettish and cute expression. My heart is like a mirror.

He once said that if he still had something to do, he would force him to do it, even if he would be resented, he would be willing to do it.

Months later, neither of them expected their encounter to be greeted with such an embarrassing scene.