Pregnant with the child of the entertainment industry tyrant

When she realized this problem, Yan Lan was standing in the living room, her mind was in a mess.

Before he could sort it out, there was a noise from upstairs, and Zhuang Yunliu, who had finished taking a shower in another bathroom, came down from the upstairs with bare feet, holding a towel to wipe his hair, the collar of the gray silk nightgown was wide open, and his whole body was full of moisture.

"Have you washed it?"

With a very natural tone and expression, he passed by Yan Lan, walked all the way to the restaurant, took out the glass in the cupboard, filled it with water, and poured it down with his head raised.

"It's hot, dry and hot."

The floor heating in the room was well heated, and the water was lost in the bath. Zhuang Yunliu had a bath towel on his head, holding a cup in one hand, and fanning the wind under his neck with the other hand, looking relaxed and casual, looking like Yanlan standing there motionless like a guest.

Yan Lan looked at him blankly, lowered her eyes to adjust her emotions, stepped forward and said, "Shall I make you a cup of tea?"

Before the wedding banquet, Zhuang Yunliu specifically asked him about his drinking capacity, and he answered truthfully that he had never touched a drop of alcohol before, so at the wedding banquet, Zhuang Yunliu only let him drink a small glass of champagne in the wine handing ceremony. He drank a drink, but Zhuang Yunliu drank a lot himself, so he would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Zhuang Yunliu was taken aback when he heard this, as if he didn't expect Yan Lan to take the initiative to care about him.

"No, it's too late, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep if I drink more tea."

After speaking, he stared at Yan Lan.

Yanlan's pajamas are gray, with a round neck sweater on his upper body and cropped pants on his lower body. The comfortable sports style and material make him look very soft. His washed hair hangs down wet, his whole body is shining white, full of pure student spirit.

The two stood opposite each other without speaking, and it didn't take long for the atmosphere to become tense.

The living room, which was nearly a hundred square meters large, suddenly became smaller, and they seemed to be squeezed into a passage that was too cramped to turn around.

Gradually, the eyes of both of them began to flicker, and their breathing seemed to be audible, especially Yan Lan, who was dry and hot from head to toe, and felt more and more suffocated.

How will it end tonight?

Just as he was in a state of confusion, there was a soft sound in front of him. He raised his head and saw Zhuang Yunliu put the glass on the dining table and looked at him with a businesslike expression.

"I told you before that there is no so-called fake marriage here, remember?"

Yan Lan honestly gave a "hmm".

"So I will live a normal family life with you like a normal couple."

Yan Lan looked away, her heart rose to her throat.

After a while, Zhuang Yunliu sighed, and said lightly and helplessly: "However, normal couples also have various problems. If you don't want to, I won't force it. I'm not a beast."

Yanlan: ...

"Go to sleep." Zhuang Yunliu picked up the glass and rinsed it, then turned and put it back in the cupboard, "Choose it yourself, sleep wherever you want."

Passing Yan Lan again, he went upstairs to the study first, Yan Lan stood for a while, and chose the second bedroom wisely.

Close the door and turn off the light and go to bed. In this situation, it is impossible to fall asleep. I closed my eyes and tried hard for a long time, but in the end I became more and more awake.

Although he and Zhuang Yunliu's wedding rejected the media, photos still leaked out, and now it is being discussed in full swing on the Internet.

Even he, the client, did not expect that the first time he saw his wedding photos was on the Internet.

There were those for the wedding scene, those for him and Zhuang Yunliu, those for other celebrities, and those for the dishes and drinks... There were only a dozen or so in total, but they couldn't hold back the crazy spread, and the comments and replies increased by tens of thousands.

Some bloggers and self-media worked overtime overnight to check and reveal the details of the wedding banquet, such as which brands appeared, how many big names participated in the preparation, all the celebrities present and the amount of gift money, the varieties and origins of flowers used in the scenery, etc. .

Yanlan: ...

He could only sigh that it was amazing, after all, he didn't even know about it.

The comments from netizens are even more powerful.

"It turns out that Yan Lan is so handsome. I have only heard voices and seen a pair of hands and half of the back... She is so handsome! He is more handsome than many celebrities!"

"You have to be handsome, Zhuang Yunliu is not blind."

"And he's still a top student, young, and innocent. People like Zhuang Yunliu probably value these things more."

"But why does Xueba miss Yingnian's early marriage?"

"This is not an ordinary young marriage. This is the first lady of the entertainment industry. Is there still a need to choose? I heard that Yan Lan now has a luxury car, a mansion and a huge sum of money, and it is directly given away, which belongs to him alone."

"Gossip, the marriage was arranged by Zhuang Ruoren for Zhuang Yunliu."

"Yan Lan is an amateur with no background, so there's no reason to arrange it."

"You know that he has no background?"

"I knew it. You go to his school and ask a little bit, and you know it too."

"Hey, combined with the previous news, I'm evil again, Yan Lan and Zhuang Ruoren can't be true."

"What a hottie, I will make up a world for you with a picture at the beginning. I even suspect that he and Zhuang Yunliu married with a son."

"It makes sense upstairs, otherwise there would be no need to end so quickly."

"It is reasonable to speculate that the birth will be announced in a few months, which is the foundation of the entertainment industry."

"Marrying Feng Zi, an amateur with no background, I guess they still have a little bit of true love."

……

After this period of adaptation, Yan Lan now sees these overwhelming and mind-blowing comments, and there is no wave in his heart, as if he is eating other people's melons. Now the only thing that prevents him from being able to pull away and face it empty-handed is about Only Zhuang Yunliu himself.

In the end, he fell asleep while swiping his phone. When he closed his eyelids, he subconsciously glanced at the time. It was past four o'clock in the morning.

When I opened my eyes again, it was 09:30 in the morning, the first day of the new year, and the weather was clear. The thick curtains could not only keep out the light, but also enveloped the warmth of the sun, bringing soft vitality to the dark room.

The bed under him is worthy of the price, it is the softest and most comfortable one he has ever slept on, and now he just wants to stay here for a while, not only because it is comfortable, but also because he heard the slight noise outside.

Zhuang Yun is flowing.

He instinctively wanted to delay the encounter.

Barely fell asleep and returned to the cage. At eleven o'clock, he had to get up, change into home clothes, wash up and go downstairs to meet his legal significant other.

Zhuang Yunliu was sitting in the living room watching the computer, wearing a well-dressed black shirt, loose neckline and bare feet on the carpet conveyed a little laziness.

"Are you awake?" Zhuang Yunliu looked up from the computer.

Like a borrower, Yan Lan gave a restrained "hmm" and sat on the sofa opposite Zhuang Yunliu.

"Auntie is making lunch, you can eat something to pad your stomach first." Zhuang Yun moved his chin forward a little, and there were cut fruits, cheese, biscuits, bottled fresh milk and juice on the coffee table, "Auntie doesn't know your Taste, go tell her about it."

"No, I have no taboos."

Getting along with Zhuang Yunliu as husband and wife, Yan Lan couldn't help but feel at a loss. Fortunately, after Zhuang Yunliu said these routine concerns, he stopped talking and continued to work. This is probably what he called "the normal relationship between a normal couple." family life".

Yan Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and sat still for a while, thinking about the future.

Later, they will have lunch together at the dining table, and then go to visit Zhuang Ruoren——

Yesterday, Zhuang Ruoren specially told them not to rush, come later, the implication is to give them enough time for the bridal chamber, originally they were talking about the honeymoon, but in Zhuang Yunliu's "the company is too busy to leave " and his sincere statement that "the graduation thesis is too late to wait for delivery" finally gave up.

……

After the New Year holiday, all walks of life are on the road again. The entertainment industry is colorful and consistent every day. Yanlan stays in Zhuang Yunliu's big villa, gets up, eats breakfast, sends Zhuang Yunliu to work, writes a thesis, and has lunch , Taking a nap, writing a thesis, having dinner, staring blankly, swiping the phone, taking a shower, sleeping, the cycle goes on and on, nothing new.

In the evening, he stood in front of the window, looking aimlessly at the garden landscape in the villa area and the gradually lit street lights. The mobile phone in his hand vibrated slightly. He raised his hand and lowered his head. coming news.

[I still have work today. I don’t know when I will work overtime. Don’t wait any longer, and don’t need to leave me a meal. ]

Yan Lan skillfully replied yes.

On the chat box, this message was almost all similar messages before. In fact, Zhuang Yunliu could have copied the previous one every time, but he didn't. He would always modify the wording a little bit.

It has been almost half a month since we got married, and Zhuang Yunliu only had dinner at home for four days.

This is normal.

He couldn't understand the horror of working overtime all over the world. As the president, Zhuang Yunliu socialized a lot, and there was no intentional avoidance at all. On the contrary, after getting married, Zhuang Yunliu never stayed at the company all night, and would go home no matter how late. Meet at the breakfast table at least once a day.

He's trying to convey that he takes this marriage as seriously as he does his job.

It's all so weird.

Both of them should change.

So let's start with him.

The aunt they hired to cook doesn’t live at home and only cooks lunch and dinner, so they usually eat finished products for breakfast, such as milk and juice sandwiches, or the kind that can be prepared by simple brewing. After cooking the soup and porridge overnight, they just need to get up and heat it up.

For a young man who is fighting for his career and a college boy who has not yet graduated, eating this kind of breakfast every day is like being in heaven. Today, they are about to climb a new level in heaven.

In the early morning, Zhuang Yunliu yawned and walked into the dining room, when he heard unusual noises in the kitchen, he was about to go and have a look, when Yan Lan came out wearing an apron and holding a tray.

There are two large bowls, two glasses and two saucers on the tray.

Zhuang Yunliu was suddenly in a trance.

It wasn't until the tray was placed on the table that he slowly began to recognize it.

The bowl is noodle soup, which is neatly covered with shredded chicken, green vegetables, and soft-boiled eggs. The glass is filled with soy milk, which is hot and obviously freshly ground. Corn kernels, cucumber sticks and cherry tomato salad.

Yan Lan pressed the edge of the tray with both hands, raised her head to look at Zhuang Yunliu, and smiled slightly, "Mr. Zhuang, won't you help me?"

Zhuang Yunliu was taken aback for a moment, he was stunned, and even subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Yan Lan's smile became stronger, and she said it was very good.

It's been so many days since this guy decided to marry him, and he finally showed a confident, business-like, rational and calm expression, and finally somewhat restored to the original fresh look.