Dressed as a black-bellied actor's little manager

Jian Jian hugged the phone tightly, her eyes were red: "It was that uncle Bai who told me that my daddy... was dead, and asked me to call him daddy. I hate him."

Lu Qingyun stood up from the ground with a "swish -" and the plastic bag in her hand made a "squeak" sound.

Bai Canyang!

Are you fucking human? !

He lost his father and mother at a young age, and he stumbled along the way. No one knows better than him how sensitive and fragile a child without a father or mother is.

If you don't care a little bit, you will be like him, lacking in love, low self-esteem, and gradually turning into a flattering personality. As long as the other party smiles at him, he can fly moths into the flames regardless of everything.

He didn't want Jian Jian to become like him.

He hoped that Jane would have a happy childhood, he hoped that Jane would be kind, independent, and be a strong and fearless man in the future.

Bai Canyang ruined Jianjian's childhood.

Lu Qingyun's eyes were extremely scarlet, at this moment he really wanted to rush in front of Bai Canyang and Meng Yunjian, and beat those two idiots to death!

Lu Qingyun was gasping for breath, and the palms of her hands were burning with pain from being pinched by herself.

Jian Jian rubbed her eyes hard with the back of her hand, "...I know what he said is true."

"what?"

Jian Jian choked with sobs: "I sent many text messages to Daddy, but he didn't reply me a single one. Daddy never did this. Uncle Bai didn't lie to me. I know Daddy passed away."

"Dad thought I didn't know, and told me every time that Daddy will be back soon." The little guy wiped his tears again: "I don't expect it anymore, I know, I will never see him again... ..."

"I regret..." The little guy didn't have time to wipe away his tears, "I didn't kiss Daddy when we were separated for the last time..."

Lu Qingyun was so distressed that he almost burst into tears. He squatted down again, took out a napkin from his pocket, and wiped Jian Jian's face: "Then why don't you kiss your uncle?"

Jian Jian cried "woo hoo", and slowly wrapped her two small arms around Lu Qingyun's neck, jumped from the chair into Lu Qingyun's arms, and then kissed him lightly on the right side of his face.

Lu Qingyun's eyes turned red again, and she hugged him vigorously.

Jian Jian, Daddy is here.

I'm sorry...I can't be by your side...I'm sorry...

The little guy lay on Lu Qingyun's shoulder and cried for a while, then hurriedly wiped away his tears, said softly "Thank you uncle", and sat back in the chair obediently.

"Uncle, do you know my dad?"

"Ah."

"Then don't tell him, I'm crying."

"Ok?"

Jian Jian bowed her head: "I don't want my father to feel bad..."

Lu Qingyun was startled.

Meng Yunjian...would it be uncomfortable?

He is uncomfortable, and it is also because of Bai Canyang's marriage, what is he, Lu Qingyun.

Lu Qingyun took out two cakes from the bag and smiled: "Uncle made it himself, wish us a happy birthday, Jian Jian."

"Thank you uncle."

"Meng Jian."

A deep and cold voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

Lu Qingyun looked subconsciously, and saw that Meng Yunjian had come out of the room at some point, and was looking at the two of them coldly.

Lu Qingyun's heart tightened subconsciously, and she hurriedly stood up.

Jian Jian hurried back to Meng Yunjian's side.

Meng Yunjian lowered his head, as if he was angry: "Did I tell you not to talk to strangers?"

Jane: "...I'm sorry."

Meng Yunjian bent down, picked up Meng Jian, and was about to take the elevator downstairs. When he passed Lu Qingyun, he suddenly stopped and turned his head. His eyes were cold and red, full of threats and warnings: "Stay away from my son. If you think about him a little bit, I will never let you go."

Lu Qingyun nodded and avoided his sight.

A heart was beating fast, "Plop plop plop".

When he looked up again, Meng Yunjian had already left with Jian Jian in his arms.

……

In the car, Meng Yunjian lowered his head and was texting someone. When he freed his eyes to look at Jian Jian, he found that the little guy was eating a piece of cake with great relish, and the corners of his mouth were still full of cream.

"Where did you get the cake?"

"That uncle gave it to me just now."

Yu Zhile gave it?

Meng Yunjian's expression changed, he snatched the cake with his hands, and said angrily, "Dad will buy you what you want, how many times have I told you that you are not allowed to eat what others give you!"

Who knows what Yu Zhile will put in the cake, A Yun is gone, if something happens to Jian Jian, he really doesn't have to live.

Meng Yunjian threw the cake in the bag casually, "I'll buy you a new one later."

Jian Jian glanced at the bag: "But I want to eat the cake that uncle gave me."

"Meng Jian."

Jian Jian's eyes were red: "The cake he made...is exactly the same as Daddy's."

Meng Yunjian's face suddenly turned pale.

"Daddy, can I eat?"

Meng Yunjian frowned: "No, that uncle is not a good person, you are not allowed to talk to him in the future, I will buy you a new cake later."

Jian Jian let out an aggrieved "Oh", shrank in the car seat, and stopped talking.

After returning from the zoo, Jian Jian was tired and fell asleep in the car. Meng Yunjian carefully covered him with a blanket, but his eyes fell unconsciously on the plastic bag containing the cake.

Meng Yunjian stared blankly for a while, then reached out and took out the cake.

It's a mango cake.

There are chocolate bears sprinkled on it, which looks childish and fancy.

The corners of Meng Yunjian's lips twitched uncontrollably, it really looked like a gadget made by A Yun.

In the past, Jian Jian's birthday cake and desserts were all made by A Yun.

He later learned how to do it twice. Although the little guy ate it very much, his expression was obviously not very good, and he comforted him: "Dad is too busy with work, so don't make cakes for me. I can just eat what I bought outside." .”

It's obviously because he thinks he can't do it well.

Meng Yunjian slowly moved the cake to his lips, and took a bite. The cake melted almost instantly, and the milky and sweet taste spread between his lips and teeth.

good to eat.

Really delicious.

Meng Yunjian's nose was sour.

Jian Jian said that this cake is exactly the same as that made by A Yun.

Why did he not cherish such a delicious cake before.

Why has he never praised Ah Yun once, even just once.

He had to be so disheartened that he didn't go home to take a look for three years.

Meng Yunjian's eyes were red, he swallowed a whole piece of cake, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and the cell phone that was put aside just rang.

It was Bi Wenfeng calling.

"Brother Meng, good news!" Bi Wenfeng's voice sounded a little excited on the phone.

Meng Yun remonstrated: "What?"

Bi Wenfeng: "There may be news about Mr. Lu!"

Meng Yunjian's heart stopped suddenly, and he could almost hear the sound of blood "sizzling": "...what, what?"

There is news about Ah Yun...?

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