Pregnant with the child of the entertainment industry tyrant

Yan Lan turned her head and found Zhou Ming standing there.

In the middle of the night, the lights in the community were dim and cold, which made Zhou Ming, who was already thin, look rather gloomy.

"Why are you here?" Yan Lan greeted her unexpectedly.

Zhou Ming lowered his hands, pitifully: "I sent you messages all night and you didn't reply, and you didn't answer my calls."

"Didn't I reply?" Yan Lan's tone was weak, he knew that for Zhou Ming, such a reply was tantamount to ignoring it.

"You said you were busy." Zhou Ming looked aggrieved, with jealousy in his eyes, "Busy to see Zhuang Yunliu?"

Yan Lan suddenly panicked, "You..."

"I saw it all." Zhou Ming said angrily, "Just now I saw his car at the window in the corridor upstairs, and I got off. I took the elevator down, but he still hasn't left! You, you have so many What do you want to say?"

Yanlan: ...

He lowered his eyes and hesitated.

Telling Zhou Ming to leave now is a bit too unreasonable, anyway, he needs to calm down first.

"It's a long story, let's go upstairs first."

One wave was not calmed down, another wave rose again, before Yan Lan's heart got out of the shock that Zhuang Yunliu suddenly brought him, it entered the vortex named Zhou Ming without stopping.

He told himself in his heart to be calm and calm, walked forward into the building, heard Zhou Ming sniffed very sadly behind him, and finally followed.

At home, when the headlights were turned on, Zhou Ming's desolation became more obvious. His hair was slightly disheveled, his eyes were dull, he had dark circles under his eyes, and his clothes were wrinkled. Compared with his usual radiant rich second generation , it was like not sleeping or eating for days.

Yan Lan couldn't help asking: "When did you come?"

Zhou Ming's eyes wandered, and he said in a low voice, "It's almost eight o'clock."

That is to say, he came first, and then sent the message to himself.

It's too weird.

Yan Lan was in a daze, Zhou Ming added: "You didn't make an announcement tonight, and you'll stay at home as long as you don't make an announcement recently."

When she didn’t announce her pregnancy, Yan Lan would contact her teacher in her spare time, or learn piano, or song, or practice body shape, or learn acting, and would also go for a drive, observe life around, and lay the foundation for becoming an actor;

After announcing his pregnancy, especially since his stomach is not well covered recently, he began to minimize going out to avoid trouble.

He didn't mention these changes in habits to anyone, but Zhou Ming noticed it.

His mood is a little complicated.

"Sit down first, I'll get you some water."

Something seemed to happen to Zhou Ming. Yan Lan struggled in the kitchen for a while, thinking that it would be difficult for him to ask if he didn’t tell me, so she simply heated up a small pot of milk and poured a cup for each of them, hoping that the hot drink would make Zhou Ming feel better .

Coming out with the tray in his hands, Zhou Ming was sluggish and dazed just like the night he was beaten by Zhuang Yunliu.

Yan Lan put the milk in front of him, and sat on the side sofa by herself.

After about ten seconds, Zhou Ming slowly leaned forward to pick up the mug;

After about ten seconds, he finally took two sips;

After another dozen seconds, he put down the mug and looked straight at Yan Lan.

Yanlan:? ? ?

Zhou Ming was even more aggrieved immediately: "Don't you want to explain to me? Why haven't you spoken?"

Yanlan:? ? ? ? ? ?

Looking back a little bit at what happened just now, Zhou Ming suddenly realized that what Zhou Ming was talking about was that he and Zhuang Yunliu came back together.

Although the word "interpretation" is quite... self-assertive, but...

Hey.

There is no need to pick these words.

It was hard for Zhou Ming to stand outside the door all night.

"I'm meeting with Zhang Yinan tonight to discuss the cooperation in the final of "The Second Stage"."

"What? Who?" Zhou Ming's entire face wrinkled in confusion.

This reaction was reasonable, Yan Lan repeated: "Zhang Yinan."

Zhou Ming frowned even deeper, "How did you meet him?"

"That day..." Yan Lan's expression darkened, "He was also there on the day of the fashion celebration, you...you saw it."

Zhou Ming began to recall.

He saw it.

But it was normal for Zhang Yinan to appear on that occasion, and he was probably the only person in the whole world who dared to stop Zhuang Yunliu, so he didn't take it seriously at the time, unexpectedly...

"He...why did you cooperate with him?"

"He said he wanted to go to "Second Stage" to play, so I decided to ask him to be an assistant."

"He took the initiative to find you?"

Yan Lan nodded.

"That's why he came to you?"

Yan Lan was taken aback.

Zhang Yinan said a lot that night, and he couldn't speak those words directly to Zhou Ming for the time being, so he nodded again.

But Zhou Ming became suspicious.

Because Yan Lan was obviously hesitating, obviously not telling the truth.

He was a little unhappy, and asked with a little venting emotion: "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Yan Lan thought he felt that he had bypassed the company, so she said, "I told Sister Song."

Sister Song is his main manager.

"I didn't say who it was, because it hadn't been fully finalized at the time, so I didn't want to rush to say it to death, so I just told her that I have a candidate and I'm going to contact her. Maybe she... forgot to tell you."

Yan Lan said the last sentence a little reluctantly.

Because Zhou Ming is the boss in theory, it is not necessary to report to him about the selection of assistants by artists.

It's just that he seems a bit special to Zhou Ming. He is not only the first artist he signed personally, but also a good friend. Besides, there are rumors recently that the relationship between the two is not simple.

Presumably the manager also thought that Zhou Ming already knew about it.

Zhou Ming paused for a moment when he heard the words, then suddenly emphasized, "What I'm asking is why you didn't tell me in advance."

Yan Lan looked over unexpectedly.

Zhou Ming gritted his teeth a bit: "That's Zhang Yinan, who belongs to Zhuang Yunliu. At this moment, you are still willing to cooperate with him?"

Yan Lan looked in disbelief: "Zhuang Yunliu is Zhuang Yunliu, Zhang Yinan is Zhang Yinan, these are two different things."

"How can this be two different things?!" Zhou Ming was furious, "If it was two different things, would you deliberately hide it from me? You told me everything before! If it was two different things, why did Zhuang Yunliu send you back tonight? You two are already like that, why did you let him send you back?!"

Yanlan: ...

So much to think about, I just don't know where to start.

He tried again to tell himself to be calm, to be calm, rubbed the hair on his forehead, and said in sequence as slowly as possible——

"First of all, from a subjective point of view, I have always admired Zhang Yinan, and the opportunity to cooperate with him is of course a dream; objectively speaking, I am in this circle, and being able to meet seniors like him is also beneficial to my future development."

"Secondly, although Zhang Yinan is an artist of Huanxing, he has a lot of freedom. He can do whatever he wants, and Huanxing basically won't interfere, so I don't think I can't cooperate with him, let alone with Zhuang Yunliu... It's a personal matter During the holidays, Huanxing is such a big company, and most people in the circle have inextricable connections with them, so don’t we cooperate anymore?”

"Again, I didn't know that Zhuang Yunliu was there until I went there tonight. He said...he came to apologize, to me and you. He...was very sincere, and I really wanted to talk to Zhang Yinan about something serious. Turn around and leave right away? I didn't ask him to see me off when I came back, but..."

He briefly told about the car accident.

"Sorry, I crashed your car, should I call the police or investigate privately first, you..."

"Do you know to ask me first at this time?" Zhou Ming interrupted Yan Lan, his voice was not loud, his tone was cold, but full of yin and yang.

Yanlan: ...

For a moment, he was speechless.

Not being speechless, but being unable to refute;

The exhaustion completely enveloped him, and his heart was a little cold.

He knows that Zhou Ming is very kind to him, so he has always been very kind to Zhou Ming. He feels that he is tolerant enough to Zhou Ming. If it were someone else, he would have been...

Even Zhuang Yunliu had never received such treatment.

Yan Lan's face was ugly, Zhou Ming also realized that he was impulsive, and hurriedly turned around: "You, are you okay?"

Yan Lan shook her head.

Zhou Ming sat cautiously, and after thinking for a while still couldn't hold his breath, he said: "You said that Cheng Junyu quarreled with you last time? I think Cheng Junyu is his fan, so it's because of Zhuang Yunliu. It would be no good to have anything to do with him! So why can't you just leave tonight? Zhang Yinan asked you to go, but didn't tell you that Zhuang Yunliu would also go, isn't that a deception?! They deceive people first, why do you Do you want to save face for them?! Yan Lan, you were not like this before. You used to be very principled and clear-headed. What happened to you recently? Mingming, Mingming Zhuang Yunliu..."

Yanlan: ………

In the dead of night, Zhou Ming's voice was very clear and resounding, one sentence followed by another, and his emotions became more and more agitated, which made Yan Lan's head humming and hurting.

At this moment, Zhou Ming paused, and Yan Lan just felt a little quieter, and Zhou Ming suddenly raised his voice even higher than before——

"I know! Those people may be ordered by Zhuang Yunliu, and then he saved the beauty as a hero, so you can change your view of him! Otherwise, why is he here so coincidentally!"

Yanlan:! ! !

"What are you talking about?!" Yan Lan was inconceivable, "Don't make random guesses."

"I didn't make random guesses! This is a reasonable guess! Zhuang Yunliu is the one who can do such a thing!" Zhou Ming said confidently.

Yan Lan choked speechlessly, leaned back on the sofa, closed her eyes in extreme exhaustion, pressed her forehead with her hand, and tried to restrain herself: "Zhou Ming, there is no evidence now, once you say these words... I know you will I might be in a bad mood tonight, but..."

"Are you hating me?"

Zhou Ming's weak and trembling voice flew into Yan Lan's ears.

Yan Lan was stunned, and opened her eyes. Zhou Ming was sitting under the headlight, pitiful, wronged, and desperate, like a puppy abandoned by its owner.

He stood up suddenly, his eyes flickered for a while, and said, "Then I'm leaving."

"Zhou Ming!" Yan Lan also stood up.

Zhou Ming resolutely walked towards the door, saying repeatedly: "Don't follow, I'm leaving, I won't disturb you."

Zhou Ming's current state is very wrong. Although he doesn't know why, he must not be allowed to go out like this. Yan Lan hurriedly ran to him in two steps and held his arm.

"What the hell happened to you? Just leave as soon as you say, do you think I can stay in peace after you leave like this?"

Zhou Ming was taken aback.

He opened his mouth slightly, looked at Yan Lan helplessly, and tentatively asked full of hope: "You, you care about me?"

"Of course I care about you." Yan Lan said helplessly, and she was afraid that Zhou Ming would be overwhelmed, so she explained, "Anyone who wants to leave under such circumstances, I will care."

Zhou Ming paused, and the trace of hope that had finally appeared on his face disappeared.

"What happened to you today?" Yan Lan asked again, "If something really happened, just tell me, and I will help you find a solution."

Zhou Ming's big eyes stared straight at Yan Lan, filled with excitement at one moment, and at the other...full of the darkness of self-doubt.

Looking at the person in front of him, his mind was filled with the image of Yan Lan getting off Zhuang Yunliu's car just now, standing beside the car for a long time, finally walking away slowly, but suddenly turning around to chase after him.

If, if not for this, he might still be able to speak his mind, but now...

Zhou Ming took a deep breath, as if he suddenly woke up from a heavy drunk, pushed away Yan Lan's hand and took two steps back, shaking his head firmly.

"I'm fine, you're thinking too much."

Yan Lan frowned and looked at him.

"I just want to come to play with you suddenly. You are not here and I have not been able to contact you. I am very anxious. In addition, I just found out that you are with them... I am in a bad mood. I can't help but want to get angry. I'm sorry. You... …If you want to cooperate with Zhang Yinan, then do so. With him around, your grades will be guaranteed. How could I disagree with such a good thing? I won’t disagree.”

Zhou Ming lowered his head slightly, and said pitifully.

"It's too late, I really...it's time to go, I'll go home directly, you...have nothing to worry about."

"Really?"

"real."

The two were silent for a while.

Zhou Ming muttered, "Then, then I'm leaving."

"You came here by car?" Yan Lan confirmed.

Zhou Ming nodded.

"Didn't drink?" Yan Lan sniffed.

Zhou Ming nodded again.

"Then... slow down on the road and send me a message when you get home."

Zhou Ming hesitated for a while, then said, "Okay."

After watching Yan Lan for a few more seconds, he finally walked towards the door.

Yan Lan opened the door, watched him walk into the elevator with her own eyes, told him to pay attention to safety, turned around and entered the room when the elevator door was completely closed, and leaned against the door exhaustedly.

If he guessed correctly, Zhou Ming had been waiting for him to ask him to stay just now.

At first, he said that he was going to leave because he was excited, but after he calmed down a little, he began to test where his heart for him had reached.

The more so, the more he can't be soft-hearted.

Yan Lan sighed, sat back on the sofa for a moment, leaned back, arched her legs, curled up and sunk deep in the softness.

Recently, Zhou Ming has been more and more unexpected.

I remember that in the past, Zhou Ming was always optimistic and lively, heartless, as if he would not be affected by anything, even if the sky fell, he was envious of that kind of character, but he never expected that Zhou Ming has become So sensitive, paranoid, emotional.

Is it because he treats feelings differently from other things, or is it because he has been so smooth from childhood to adulthood that he can't stand a little setback?

This again made me feel... daunting.

But no matter what, he will never forget Zhou Ming's kindness.

He can't let Zhou Ming get hurt, he has to work hard to reverse their relationship.

Opening my eyes, looking at this spacious and bright living room, I thought it might be time to move out.

Although this is a house rented in the name of the company, Zhou Ming personally selected and arranged everything, so it has no special meaning;

And his car, now it can't be said that it is out of friendship between friends, or out of work convenience between the boss and his subordinates, so it will be returned to him when it is repaired.

After more than half an hour, there was still no movement from Zhou Ming's side. Yan Lan hesitated for a while, but still called.

Zhou Ming said calmly that he had just arrived home, and was being told by his aunt to wash his hands, change clothes, and eat supper, so he didn't bother to send messages.

The two briefly said a few words and hung up the phone. When the phone screen changed, Yan Lan caught a glimpse of Zhuang Yunliu's name next to Zhou Ming, and was stunned for a moment, feeling extremely complicated.

At the same time, Zhou Ming finally left the underground garage in Yanlan's community.

He has been waiting, he has not given up, he is looking forward to Yan Lan's change of heart, but now...

What's the use of waiting overnight?

Two days later.

Yan Lan carefully selected five songs, and wrote a detailed performance plan designed by herself, and sent it to Zhang Yinan, asking him when he would be free, and discussing further together.

Zhang Yinan has always been quick to reply to messages, but he replied after a few minutes——

[What a coincidence for you to catch up. I have work going out of town tomorrow, and I happen to be free tonight. How about you? ]

Followed by the location of a club.

Yan Lan was about to reply yes, when suddenly the phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

He picked it up, and a very thick voice came from the receiver——

"Hello, is this Yanlan?"

Yan Lan was taken aback.

"Well, I am, you are..."

"I'm Zhou Yurun, Zhou Ming's father."

Yanlan:! ! !

Subconsciously, he had a bad heart, so he couldn't help pinching the phone, and said as calmly as possible: "Hello, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Yurun's tone was quite calm: "Are you free tonight? Uncle wants to chat with you."

Yanlan: ...