I thought I was pregnant with the male lead's cub

After returning home, Shen Chengxing couldn't help lying down on the bed to catch up on sleep. Shen Anlian was writing in the study. After finishing writing, he saw that Shen Chengxing was still awake, so he took out the crayons and began to draw.

After sleeping for about half an hour, Shen Chengxing woke up. The door of the study was open, and he could see half of Shen Anlian from his perspective. He held a pen, lowered his head slightly, and was drawing something very seriously.

The corners of Shen Chengxing's mouth raised involuntarily, he put on his shoes, and walked over quietly.

Shen Anlian is very sensitive to the sound of his father's footsteps. Hearing his footsteps, she raised her head happily, "Daddy, you are awake."

Shen Chengxing hummed, walked to him, put his hands on his small shoulders, "What is An An drawing?"

Shen Anlian looked up at him, showing her small white teeth, "I'm drawing dad."

"Oh, then Dad wants to take a look." Shen Chengxing looked at him in the painting, with a round head, oval eyes with a few long eyelashes, and the corners of his mouth curved into a crescent shape.Shen Chengxing looked at the photo of him holding An An on the table, not to mention that he still looked a little like him in the photo.

Shen Chengxing touched his head, "An'an is awesome."

"Thank you, Dad." He pointed to the blank space on the left side of the portrait, "I still want to draw An An here."

Now it's almost time for dinner, Shen Chengxing asked him, "Okay, then Dad wants to go downstairs, so An An can go downstairs to paint?"

Shen Anlian grunted, put the crayon in the bag, Shen Chengxing picked him up, the two went downstairs together, Shen Chengxing put him in his small area, and then walked to the kitchen.

Song Huacui was choosing vegetables, and seeing him coming over, she couldn't help but ask him, "Cheng Xing, did Zhan's reply?"

Shen Chengxing poured himself a glass of water, "Not yet, but I should reply after dinner." He had a hunch that this cooperation would be successful.

Song Huacui hummed, and Shen Chengxing put down a glass of water, put the glass away, added some vegetables, removed the head and tail of the cowpea, and broke the rest into the length of his index finger.

Shen Chengxing received the news from Butler Zhan earlier than he predicted. Butler Zhan called him during lunch and asked him to go to Zhan's house in the afternoon to discuss the contract. By the way, let him Bring some vegetables over there.

Butler Zhan didn't need many vegetables this time, and he told him the approximate time, which would be before five o'clock, so he was not in a hurry to pick vegetables, so he accompanied Shen Anlian to draw.

Shen Anlian has already painted his own head. To be honest, he is a father and son. In the painting, he is the same as Shen Chengxing except that his head is smaller, his eyes and hair are black.

Shen Anlian is still satisfied with this painting, but there are also some dissatisfaction points. He pointed out, "Father, An An's head is drawn too far away."

Shen Chengxing glanced at it. Shen Anlian's head was as high as his shoulders. It was indeed too "far away". .

"An'an, I'll give you a stool here, and then you hold Dad's hand."

Although Shen Chengxing speaks well, his level is not much higher. Even after becoming a father, he only learned about it from some parenting books.

Currently, he is better than Shen Anlian, and he only has life experience.

The father and son are at the same level, and the completion of the work is not bad. In the painting, the father and son can see that they are in their own yard, surrounded by flowers and plants, but there are two more sunflowers behind them that are not in the yard.

After finishing the painting, it was already afternoon. Shen Anlian was still showing off after finishing the painting. He walked up to Song Huacui and waved, "Grandma, this is me and Dad."

He was running fast, and his body would be a little twisted, as if he was about to fall in the next second, Song Huacui was shocked, and grabbed him to stop him.

Shen Anlian tilted his head, opened the painting on his hand, Song Huacui raised his eyebrows, and applauded him, "It's beautiful, it's really beautiful, Baobao's painting is really good."

"I drew it with my dad."

Seeing that he was so happy, Shen Chengxing rubbed his head, thinking whether to enroll in a class to learn painting?

At about 03:30 in the afternoon, Shen Chengxing went to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables, thinking that Fu Yi's house should not be very far from Zhan's house, so he took the umbrella along the way.

Before the trip, Shen Chengxing sent him a message.

At this time, Fu Yi was in the study looking at the documents sent by the secretary to be signed. The documents were placed on the table, and he flipped through them casually, signing his name from time to time, while listening to the secretary's report on work.

"The president of Zhilan wants to cooperate with you to develop the land in the North District. He has already asked you three times, and he is still asking when you will go back."

Fu Yi continued to look at the contract, holding a pen in his hand, and signed his name in a fluttering manner, "I'll go back tomorrow morning, don't mention it beforehand."

If he had let his mother know in advance and would call him again, he would definitely be asked to help him like a peace talisman, and then he would not know when he would be able to go back.

The secretary nodded and said, "Understood." Then he sat on the chair in front of the desk and waited for Fu Yi to sign the contract and bring it back.

Sitting alone in the same space with Fu Yi is still a long time, the secretary's body is a little tight, but fortunately the desk is big enough, and his position is also staggered from Mr. Fu, so that he won't bump into him whenever he looks up. He is still a little scared Mr. Fu's eyes.

Fu Yi usually doesn't look at his mobile phone when he's working, but he has developed a habit of looking at his mobile phone from time to time in the past few days here. Whenever there is news, he will check his mobile phone.

I usually read news from work, but today I received a different one.

Shen Chengxing: Fu Yi, I'm going to Hengyuan to discuss cooperation, are you there?if yes i will bring you the umbrella

Didn't he let him hold it and use it? Why give it back to him? Fu Yi nodded on the table with his fingertips. Thinking of something, he curled his lips and replied.

Fu Yi: Well, I am free today

The erratic Fu Yi took a look at the current temperature, 36 degrees, higher than in the morning, so he replied: Don't get sunburned

Shen Chengxing: Don't worry, I'm wearing a hat.

The secretary sat on the side, and wanted to pretend to be working as if nothing had happened, but accidentally saw who they Mr. Fu was chatting with, and smiled, the point was not the kind of business smile.

It was less stern, but more homely and gentle. It was so good-looking. The secretary sneaked a second glance, not afraid of death, and found that Mr. Fu, whose eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge, didn't notice his gaze at all. So I looked again.

I even wanted to secretly take pictures in the group, but I really dare not.

After Shen Chengxing arrived in Hengyuan, he was about to send a message to Fu Yi. When he clicked on the chat box, he saw that the other party had sent him the location. As he thought, Fu Yi's house was not far from Zhan's house, even next door.

Following the navigation, Shen Chengxing planned to go to Zhan's house first and then Fu Yi's.

A message had been sent in advance, butler Zhan knew he would come, and as soon as he rang the doorbell, a servant came out to open the door for him.

"It's Mr. Shen Chengxing?"

Shen Chengxing smiled, "Well, it's me, this is the dish that Butler Zhan asked me to bring."

The servant opened the door, took the bag, and led him to the living room, "You sit here first, the butler is in the study, and he will come out in a while."

Shen Chengxing sat down with a hum, looked around, and then heard a "click", and saw Butler Zhan and a hale and hearty old man coming out one after the other.

Steward Zhan saw Shen Chengxing, nodded to him, and then introduced to the elderly around him, "This is the Mr. Shen Chengxing I told you about."

The old man looked over with a smile, and Shen Chengxing stood up, "Mr. Zhan."

Mr. Zhan nodded and looked at Shen Chengxing, "The vegetables you grow are delicious."

Shen Chengxing smiled and said thank you, and then Butler Zhan arranged for him to sign the contract, and the process went much smoother than he expected.

After everything was finished, Shen Chengxing was about to leave. At this time, Mr. Zhan, who was drinking tea, looked up at him, "Mr. Shen, stay and eat."

Shen Chengxing wanted to return the umbrella, but of course he refused, "Mr. Zhan, thank you for your invitation, but my friend is waiting for me."

Mr. Zhan nodded, and Butler Zhan asked, "Is it Master Fu Yi?"

Shen Chengxing nodded, and Housekeeper Zhan smiled, "Our husband also invited Master Fu Yi and his grandfather, and they will come over later, but you can go to him first, and come over for dinner together later."

"Will it be too disturbing." Shen Chengxing waved his hand.

Mr. Zhan laughed, "No, let's settle it like this." He likes to chat with Fu Xing about flowers and plants, about descendants and so on, and he will inevitably neglect Fu Yi when the time comes. It's good to have a companion he knows.

Shen Chengxing nodded, and sent Fu Yi a message that he would be there soon after going out.

When Fu Yi received the news, there were already a few contracts left. After replying, he speeded up a bit, and the secretary was stunned.

When the butler knocked on the door and said that Shen Chengxing had arrived, Fu Yi only had the last one left. He signed his name and gave the contract to the secretary, and Fu Yi walked out.

The secretary followed him out with a briefcase, and as soon as he reached the living room, his eyes were drawn to Shen Chengxing who was sitting on the sofa.

He was wearing white short sleeves, his hair was slightly wet, and his light brown eyes, which were the same color as his hair, seemed to be full of water, which was particularly bright.

Who is this beautiful boy.

Their boss Fu told him the answer, and Fu Yi approached him and called out, "Cheng Xing."

Shen Chengxing actually wanted to return the umbrella, and Fu Yi's housekeeper was so enthusiastic that he insisted on letting him in for a cup of tea. At least he had to see their young master and give the umbrella to the young master himself.

So he came in.

Shen Chengxing handed him the umbrella, "Fu Yi, thank you for your umbrella."

Fu Yi took it, his eyes fell on him, the hair on his forehead was wet, and there was a slight blush on his cheeks, "Did you sweat so much, didn't you take an umbrella?"

Shen Chengxing was a little embarrassed at once. He came here wearing a helmet, and he was sweating a little. His hair was pressed so hard that he didn't have a good image, so he pulled it twice with his hands. There was no mirror, so it might be quite messy.

Smiling, Shen Chengxing straightened his bangs with his hands, "I came here wearing a helmet, and it's a bit boring."

As Shen Chengxing said, he took out a tissue and wiped it off, and the rosiness on his cheeks slowly faded.