Dressed as a black-bellied actor's little manager

Meng Yunjian's silence made Lu Qingyun even more annoyed, and turned around to leave.

"Ayun..."

Lu Qingyun shook his teeth: "Don't come after me, I don't want to see you like this!"

Meng Yunjian's shoulders stiffened, and he stood where he was, not chasing after him.

Lu Qingyun left the room without looking back.

He went downstairs aggressively, grabbed Jian Jian's hand and said, "Go home with Uncle."

Originally, he was expected to take care of Jian Jian, but looking at it now, it would be considered good if Jian Jian didn't take care of him.

"Ah, you are leaving now? Don't you have something to say?" Aunt Wang was reluctant to part: "There is no rush to leave after dinner."

Lu Qingyun: "Don't bother, Aunt Wang, come back sometime in another day."

Aunt Wang frowned, "Mr. Yu...Well, can you please cook a meal for our young master before leaving."

Lu Qingyun frowned.

Aunt Wang's eyes were full of pleading and embarrassment: "I know this request is quite sudden, but he has refused to eat for several days. If this continues, his body will definitely not be able to bear it."

Lu Qingyun's face turned pale: "I don't have time."

He didn't come here specially to cook for Meng Yunjian. If Meng Yunjian's anorexia is not good, why should he continue to cook for him?

What is the difference between that and the five years of marrying Meng Yunjian?

Lu Qingyun: "You can think of other ways, I'll take Jian Jian back."

Aunt Wang grabbed Lu Qingyun's neighbor and begged: "Mr. Yu, it's time for dinner, why don't you take our young master out to eat, and Jian Jian is also there, let them eat together, father and son Meal."

Lu Qingyun frowned.

Aunt Wang turned and ran upstairs, hurriedly: "Then it's settled, I'll call him now, Mr. Yu, wait a minute."

Lu Qingyun called her, but she couldn't stop, so she could only sigh helplessly.

Jane tugged at his hand.

Lu Qingyun lowered her head and met the little guy's bright pupils.

"Uncle, do you hate my father?"

Lu Qingyun: "Huh?"

Jian Jian: "Uncle seems to be very angry every time he mentions Dad."

Lu Qingyun was taken aback.

Has his disgust and dislike for Meng Yunjian really reached such an obvious level?Even Jane can see it.

About 10 minutes after Aunt Wang left, Meng Yunjian finally came down from upstairs.

He changed into an all-black tracksuit, holding a hat in his hand. He was tall and thin, maybe because the tracksuit was looser, he didn't look as skinny as before.

He put the hat on his head and walked up to Lu Qingyun: "Let's go."

Even if Lu Qingyun didn't want to eat with him a hundred times, he could only take him out at this moment.

"Have you met him?"

Lu Qingyun was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that he was talking about Lin Mo.

"Well, I've met." Lu Qingyun: "I was looking for you today because I was afraid that I would not be able to take care of Jian Jian because I was busy with work during this time, so I wanted to put Jian Jian with you for a while."

Meng Yunjian lowered his head and glanced at the child who was following Lu Qingyun's butt.

The little guy had a lollipop in his mouth, and his smiling eyebrows were crooked.

Meng Yunjian curled his lips calmly.

This little fool.

Because of that Lin Mo, your own father will not want you right away, and you are still laughing here.

How can I have such a stupid son!

"I have nothing to do recently, and Jane can put it here with me."

Lu Qingyun: "Let's talk about it, it's really not possible, I'll hire a nanny back."

Meng Yun remonstrated with this state, he really didn't want to hand over Jian Jian.

The three of them came to a hotel restaurant. Lu Qingyun just sat down when he suddenly saw three or five men coming in outside the hotel.

Among them was a small boy, caught in the middle, wearing a white coat and black pants, with a bright smile on his face, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Lu Qingyun was stunned.

Isn't that Bai Canyang?

Why is he here?

Seeing them quickly go through the check-in procedures and walk to the elevator together, Lu Qingyun's heart sank.

he won't be...

"A Yun?"

Meng Yunjian's voice brought Lu Qingyun back from his thoughts: "What are you looking at?"

Lu Qingyun: "...nothing."

Meng Yunjian handed him the menu: "Let's order."

"……okay."

Lu Qingyun ordered a steak, and then ordered a pasta for Jian Jian. Meng Yunjian had no appetite, so he only ordered a steak that was exactly the same as Lu Qingyun's.

Lu Qingyun was sitting opposite, even if Meng Yunjian didn't want to eat anymore, he still forced himself to swallow the steak that wasn't too big.

Seeing Meng Yunjian's face getting paler the more he ate, Lu Qingyun sighed: "If you can't eat it, don't eat it."

Meng Yunjian shook his head, enduring nausea and nausea: "It's okay, I'll eat slowly, it shouldn't matter."

Lu Qingyun took his plate aside, and handed him the mushroom soup at hand: "Drink some soup, it will warm your stomach, and you will feel much more comfortable."

Meng Yunjian smiled palely: "It's okay, it's not uncomfortable, I can finish eating."

What face does he have to say that his stomach is uncomfortable, and the person sitting opposite him is someone who really died of stomach cancer once.

Seeing that he insisted on being stubborn, Lu Qingyun didn't want to waste any more words, she lowered her head and ate her food quietly.

He was still gossiping about the Bai Canyang he saw just now, and he didn't know what he was doing with those men...

But they all went to the hotel to open a room, so they couldn't play cards under the quilt.

Because of Meng Yun's remonstrance, he ate this meal for about an hour and a half.

Meng Yunjian finally ate the steak that was not as big as the palm of his hand. After paying the bill, Lu Qingyun was about to take Jian Jian home and was about to get into a taxi when he found out that the few people who had entered the hotel with Bai Canyang earlier The man actually came out.

Lu Qingyun's heart skipped a beat.

That Bai Canyang...

Sure enough, the next second he saw Bai Canyang walking slowly with his head down.

Lu Qingyun quickly closed the taxi door, and dragged Jian Jian back.

"Jian Jian, wait here for uncle for a while, don't talk to strangers."

He put Jian Jian next to the stone lion at the entrance of the hotel, and he quickly caught up with Bai Canyang.

"Bai Canyang."

The shoulders of the man whose name was called trembled, and he immediately turned around and looked over.

It was only then that Lu Qingyun realized that Bai Canyang's eyes were terribly red, densely packed with red threads.

He first stared at Lu Qingyun for a long time, and then showed a gentle and polite smile: "Mr. Yu, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you in this kind of place."

Lu Qingyun: "...I'm here to eat."

Bai Canyang nodded, still smiling: "The steak in this restaurant tastes pretty good, I've eaten here before."

Lu Qingyun: "Do you want to chat?"

Bai Canyang: "What are you talking about?"

Lu Qingyun suddenly didn't know how to speak.After all, it would be disgraceful to say such a thing, but he didn't want to see Bai Canyang continue to degenerate, and he didn't want to see anyone ruin his life because of the little shit he and Meng Yunjian had done.

He came out, and he hoped that Bai Canyang could also have a normal life.

But Bai Canyang seemed to have guessed what Lu Qingyun was thinking, "Do you want me to stop selling?"

Lu Qingyun: "You are still very young, if you have any difficulties, you can tell them, even if Meng Yun advised you before, you shouldn't let yourself down

fall……"

Bai Canyang slightly bent the corner of his lower lip: "Mr. Yu, you misunderstood, I have not resigned myself to depravity."

He smiled: "Perhaps in your opinion, a prostitute like me can't stand up to the table, but if there are really times when you can't even eat enough, what's the use of those decent self-esteem."

"Mr. Yu, thank you for wanting to give me a hand, but it's unnecessary. I'm quite satisfied with my current life. I have enough food and warm clothes."

Don't steal or rob, and don't rely on anyone.

"I can earn [-] a time when I sleep with someone. If I go to work, I may only earn [-]. Mr. Yu, I am really satisfied with my current life."

The smile on Bai Canyang's face was very gentle, perhaps because of too many reasons, the whole person became extraordinarily humble, and no one could find a single fault. It was almost difficult for Lu Qingyun to distinguish the man in front of him from the man standing in his hospital bed Before, the flamboyant and annoying young master of the rich family was linked together.

"You might think I'm talkative." Lu Qingyun still wanted to persuade him: "But being too twisted, you will suffer a lot." Whether it's Meng Yunjian or the parents who raised him in the Bai family, Bai Canyang is as good as Zhang Ye. Open your mouth, and you won't ask for less than a penny.

At least it is impossible for the Bai family to watch the children they raised themselves doing this kind of business outside.He had only raised Jian Jian for a few years, and even if Jian Jian scratched his skin a little, he felt distressed, let alone Bai Canyang.

That was the child that the Bai family's own son had loved for 20 years.

Even at this point, he still refuses to go back, this Bai Canyang has some backbone.

"I'm just suggesting, listen to your own choice."

Bai Canyang still smiled: "I will think about it seriously, thank you. If there is nothing else, I will leave first, Mr. Yu goodbye."

Just as Lu Qingyun was about to nod, Jian Jian ran over from behind and hugged Lu Qingyun's waist: "Uncle! When are we going home?" Bai Canyang glanced at Jian Jian, and his face turned pale all of a sudden.

He hastily lifted up the collar with his hands, turned around and walked away in a hurry.

Looking at his back, Lu Qingyun sighed in his heart, did he feel ashamed of this child, Jian Jian?

"Jane."

"Ok?"

Lu Qingyun patted him on the head and said earnestly: "A person may make many mistakes in this life, but when it comes to major right and wrong, one cannot go wrong." Not everyone has a chance to be forgiven.

Like Meng Yunjian, like Bai Canyang.

Lu Qingyun went to the side of the road to stop the taxi again, and just as he got in and closed the car door, a man rushed over and patted his car away

window.

"White……"

Bai Canyang?

Bai Canyang was out of breath, his eyes were red, he took out something from his pocket, and stuffed it directly into Lu Qingyun's hand, without waiting for Lu Qingyun

asked, then turned and ran again.

Lu Qingyun looked down.

The half-folded hundred-yuan bill was lying quietly in his palm.

No more, no less, exactly six.

The author has something to say

Lu Qingyun: Take it and buy candy for Jian Jian?

Meng Yunjian: I hate Lin Mo so much, I want to open a Weibo trumpet to hack him