Pregnant with the child of the entertainment industry tyrant

Zhuang Yunliu hadn't made any plans yet, and when Yan Lan woke up like this, he was really caught off guard and couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

But Yan Lan had just slept for a short time but had a very deep sleep. When Chu Chu woke up, her mind was in a trance, and she was confused for a while before she connected her memory.

At this time, Zhuang Yunliu has returned to normal, and Yan Lan has also caught something new.

He stared at Zhuang Yunliu suspiciously: "What happened to your eyes?"

Zhuang Yunliu was taken aback, "What?"

Yan Lan searched her mind for the appearance of Zhuang Yunliu when she was closest to him, and after making sure that she remembered correctly, she asked, "Why do you have scars on your eyes?"

The scar is not long, hidden at the lower edge of the eyebrows, it is not obvious at all, but from his bottom-up angle, it is so clear that there is nothing to hide.

Immediately, Zhuang Yunliu was embarrassed and felt aggrieved, and said, "You just found out?"

Yan Lan nodded.

Zhuang Yunliu hesitated to speak for a while, then said vaguely, "Knock."

"When? Where was it knocked?"

Zhuang Yunliu: ...

The little guy knows which pot is not open and which pot to lift.

Of course he wouldn't say it directly, he just said: "I forgot the exact time, I made a fitness mistake."

"Oh." Yan Lan nodded, thinking that it was reasonable, then raised his eyes to look out of the car window, the neighborhood was dark and quiet in the middle of the night, he couldn't help hesitating.

Now I am lying very comfortably. Objectively, I am too lazy to move my body, and subjectively, for some reason... I don't want to leave.

He lowered his eyes and whispered, "I plan to set up a personal studio."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yunliu immediately put on a business-like expression, thought for a while, and said, "Yes."

To operate a personal studio, the focus is on whether the artist himself has the ability to attract resources, and whether the employees have sufficient overall quality.

The former Yanlan has met the standard, but the latter... There is always a way to make it meet the standard.

Zhuang Yunliu has rich experience and accurate vision. With his affirmation, Yan Lan let go of a lot of uneasiness in her heart, and continued: "Then I will take advantage of this time to recruit people and adjust the team. When the adjustment is almost done, I just happen to..."

He is now almost seven months pregnant, and the team has been formed. The first task is to make plans for coming back after giving birth. Recently, he has started to contact all parties, determine resources and schedule. If everything goes well, he will have to rest for a month or two after giving birth. Desperately.

In front of Zhuang Yunliu, he was embarrassed to speak so bluntly. After thinking about it, he frowned again, and muttered to himself: "I still have to pay Sheng Ming liquidated damages."

The termination of the contract itself, as well as some of the business that needs to be compensated, add up to deduct his savings, and he has to pay... more than 1000 million.

Just a little bit relaxed heart suddenly pressed another big rock.

He couldn't help but say, "Boss Zhuang."

Zhuang Yunliu kept looking at him, and of course he was a little upset to hear him call him so.

But after thinking about it, what should Yan Lan call him now?

What's more, Yan Lan has always called him very strange.

Suppressing the delicate thoughts in his heart, Zhuang Yunliu asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Lan's eyes were very embarrassed, with a self-slapping lack of confidence: "I may have to use... your money."

His voice lowered, and his face turned even redder.

Zhuang Yunliu didn't react, and asked doubtfully, "Which money?"

Yanlan: ...

He looked away in embarrassment: "It's the money for the divorce."

Zhuang Yunliu suddenly realized: "That's not my money, it's your money."

Yan Lan shook her head resolutely, "I never regarded that as my own money, now... I will borrow it from you, and I will pay you back as soon as possible, within one year!"

Zhuang Yunliu: ...

At this moment, he could have countless words to break up with Yan Lan, but now he is not as impulsive as before: Isn't it stupid to waste the chatting time that I have so hard to get on arguing? !

He temporarily avoided the issue of the ownership of the money, so he played with Yan Lan and asked, "Will you pay Sheng Ming's liquidated damages?"

Yan Lan nodded.

"One million is enough?"

"Plus what I earned myself, and...an advance payment from the money my grandfather gave me before, that's enough."

"What is an advance payment?"

"It's equivalent to borrowing. When I have the money, I will fill it back, and I promise it will remain intact." Yan Lan said seriously.

Zhuang Yunliu couldn't laugh or cry.

Yan Lan's attitude towards money, as well as his attitude towards him and his grandfather really made him both understand and incomprehensible.

And don't talk about treating him and grandpa. In the past six months, he has obviously made money, but he hasn't seen him buy anything for himself. He really wants to ask Yan Lan if he keeps putting the money away to wait for them to take root, germinate, bloom and bear fruit. Small money?

Restraining the provocative impulse again, Zhuang Yunliu continued to change the subject: "Do you need me to find a lawyer for you?"

Yan Lan shook her head, "Zhou Ming had already given me a lot of favorable conditions in the contract, I can't do it anymore... Besides, his father did help me before."

When he first debuted, the resources that Zhou Ming won for him were more or less due to Zhou Yurun's face. After finding out that he was pregnant, the protection of medical privacy was also thanks to Zhou Yurun's connections.

However, Zhuang Yunliu said: "He is not for you, but for his son. What's more, you brought huge topics and traffic with you back then. His new company is actually in your favor."

Yan Lan was stunned: "I understand, but I also... did benefit from them."

Zhuang Yunliu thought for a while, and finally sighed: "That's right, if I were you, I should do the same."

The two of them met their eyes and didn't say anything, but they thought of one thing at the same time.

In the past, they seemed to often quarrel over some trivial matter, or even just a harmless remark, and each had a conflict of opinion.

But does that make sense?

That will only turn small things into big ones, thereby ossifying the relationship and killing feelings.

But now for some unknown reason, they suddenly changed, becoming no longer tough and persistent, which made them suddenly realize that they are actually very capable of heart-to-heart communication.

"Then tell me if you have difficulties, don't try to be brave." Zhuang Yunliu instructed.

Yan Lan nodded, "Thank you."

Zhuang Yunliu smiled sincerely: "Where do you plan to live in the future? Do you have any ideas?"

Yan Lan shook her head, "I haven't thought about it yet."

Zhuang Yunliu said boldly, "Would you consider living in the house I left for you?"

Yan Lan was taken aback.

Zhuang Yunliu's tone was a little playful: "You can also treat that house as mine, and it's not impossible for me to accept the rent you pay me."

Yan Lan frowned:? ? ?

"You are inconvenient now, and you terminated the contract suddenly, and there is no one around you who you can trust. Don't bother with these trivial matters." Zhuang Yunliu explained, "What's more, Zhou Yurun in the real estate has penetrated very well. Be careful, maybe you will find him within his sphere of influence again. Although you are far away from Zhou Ming, he should not target you again in theory, but today everyone’s troubles are really ugly, people’s hearts are unpredictable, why bother to find yourself What's the trouble? My house has been fully inspected before, so you can live in it without any problems. Even if you wait until... the studio is on the right track, you can move again if you want. "

Look, Mr. Zhuang has almost exhausted all the living things in the world.

In the end, he didn't think it was enough, and said: "But if you are really resistant, then look for a house again. I will help you find it, or I will arrange someone to help you."

When he said this, Zhuang Yunliu's tone and face were visibly depressed.

It's like preparing a lot of gifts excitedly, and holding them up with pious hands, but you don't even bother to look at them.

Yanlan: ...

He did resist living in that house at first glance, but what Zhuang Yunliu said was not unreasonable, and if he really paid the rent...it would be fine.

After all, even the other party's money has been used, so it seems pointless to dwell on it.

"Then... let me think about it." Yan Lan looked at Zhuang Yunliu.

According to his personality, saying so was almost agreeable, Zhuang Yunliu suppressed the great joy in his heart, and said: "Okay, there are always people cleaning regularly over there, you can move anytime when you think about it."

Yan Lan nodded, "Mmm".

It seems that I have nothing to say.

You can't stay in the car all the time.

Yan Lan sat up and folded the blanket: "I'll take the blanket first, wash it and return it to Auntie." After folding, he clenched his hands on the plush, and made up his mind: "I'm leaving."

The moment he reached out to open the door, Zhuang Yunliu suddenly said eagerly: "Yan Lan!"

Yan Lan was taken aback for a moment, and when she turned around, Zhuang Yunliu looked nervous, opened her mouth several times, and stopped talking.

"What's wrong?" Yan Lan asked strangely.

Zhuang Yunliu lowered his eyes, paused for a while, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Obviously something happened.

Yan Lan frowned: "What's the matter? If you have something to say, just say it."

Zhuang Yunliu recalled what Zhang Yinan said to find a good time, not to be too hasty. He wasn't sure if it was a good time, or if it was urgent, so he really wanted to ask, but he hesitated even more.

"It's all right." His face became determined, "Go up quickly."

Yan Lan was full of suspicion, but she couldn't pry Zhuang Yunliu's mouth open, so she was silent for a moment and had no choice but to leave.

When he turned to get out of the car, he saw Zhuang Yunliu bent over to rub his knees, his expression was not very good, so he stopped again.

"Your leg hurts?"

Zhuang Yunliu quickly put down his hands, "It's okay, it's just that it's uncomfortable after bending for a long time."

"Why is that?"

"Maybe it's caused by excessive exercise."

"Oh." Yan Lan stood outside the window, "Then go back and rest early."

"Well, I see you go up before leaving."

Like last time, spending time refusing would be better than leaving early, Yan Lan figured it out, shook hands at Zhuang Yunliu, and said, "Goodbye."

He turned and went upstairs with the blanket in his arms.

He slept very deeply just now, but he is not too sleepy now. After getting home, he took a shower and changed into pajamas, heated a glass of milk, and drank it on the sofa.

The thin nightgown was soft and close-fitting, and his belly bulged out unnoticed. He reached out to touch it, and lowered his head to stare blankly.

In public and in front of others, he is used to covering up, and even he himself will ignore the fact of pregnancy to a certain extent, but when he is alone, the different experience will be infinitely magnified, and he dares to really go face.

More than three months passed in a flash, and when the baby was born...

Will it be like itself?Still going to be like...

What about Zhuang Yunliu?

If it really resembles Zhuang Yunliu, then...

Yan Lan thought about it wildly, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she couldn't solve any problems.

After drinking the milk, he went to the kitchen to wash the cups, and when he walked through the living room back to the bedroom, he drew the curtains as usual, took a look down, and unexpectedly found that Zhuang Yunliu's car was still parked there!

He hasn't left yet!

My heart shook again.

He quickly ran to the sofa and took his mobile phone to make a call.

Zhuang Yunliu naturally answered in seconds.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"I... want to be with you."

"What?" Yan Lan was in a daze, as if she didn't hear clearly and was not sure.

"I want to be with you." Zhuang Yunliu emphasized his tone.

In the dead of night, Zhuang Yunliu's deep voice rushed directly into the eardrums, as if touching the bone marrow, which made Yan Lan suddenly nervous, her lips and teeth trembling uncontrollably.

"You, aren't you uncomfortable after bending your knees for a long time?"

Counting from leaving the clubhouse, Zhuang Yunliu has been driving for more than three hours now, his legs have been bent, and he will sit like this for another night...

"Zhou Ming and the others know that you live here, and they are not afraid of [-], just in case. I don't feel at ease when I leave."

Yan Lan stood at the window, unable to see the people in the car clearly, but she was sure that the people in the car must be looking up at him at this moment.

It was as if he was standing in front of him and saying these words, and standing very close, as if every word and every breath could go right through his clothes, on his skin and deep into his pores.

Suddenly, a numb tremor came from his body, which was rare for Yan Lan, and he panicked all of a sudden, turned his back to the window, clenched the curtain with one hand, and began to breathe rapidly.

The little guy in the belly also moved like joining in the fun.

Yan Lan's whole body seemed to be under the hot oppression, she gradually became dizzy, sweated gradually, and gradually lost control of herself.

"Yanlan?" Zhuang Yunliu sensed something was wrong.

Yan Lan came back to her senses, grabbed her phone, and said, "You, you really don't want to leave?"

These words were not threats, but as if he was desperate, and his tone even carried a hint of crying.

Zhuang Yunliu was taken aback, and quickly explained: "I didn't mean to make things difficult for you on purpose, but I'm really worried, Yan Lan, I..."

Yan Lan clenched the curtains even tighter, now that he can understand him, it's the same...

I don't want to embarrass him.

After struggling with panic and anxiety for a long time, Yan Lan finally gritted her teeth and said a number.

Zhuang Yunliu was taken aback again.

"The door code, you come up."

Yan Lan felt that her voice was as thin as a mosquito, and her speech was so fast that she could hardly catch it. Regardless of whether Zhuang Yunliu heard it clearly or remembered it, he immediately hung up the phone after speaking, and pulled the curtains with a "squeak" , walked quickly back to the bedroom, and locked the door before turning on the light.

He didn't know what happened tonight.

Obviously not long ago, he had sworn that he would never pay attention to Zhuang Yunliu in his life, but now it has only been a few days, and he actually...

He asked him to send him home, he asked him to hold hands in public, he talked to him a lot calmly, he cared about his body, he was about to use his money to live in his house, and he felt strongly about what he had done for himself. reaction, he...

Offer to let him into your home late at night.

Zhuang Yunliu seems to have taken over him tonight... bit by bit.

He didn't dare to continue to face him.

Leaning behind the door, Yan Lan closed her eyes and raised her head to inhale.

Hearing the sound of the outer door, he turned on his phone to send a message to Zhuang Yunliu——

[There are disposable bathrobes and toiletries in the closet of the guest room, new bedding in the cabinet under the bed, fast food in the first cabinet in the kitchen, European bags and fruits in the refrigerator, you can use whatever you want. ]

Zhuang Yunliu stood at the end of the porch, looked at the empty living room, and replied blankly: [Where are you? ]

[bedroom. ]

Zhuang Yunliu: ...

He probably got it.

On the phone just now, Yan Lan seemed to have been bullied, and seemed to be willing, but she was ashamed to admit it and still wanted to deceive herself.

Of course he wouldn't force him, not because of those so-called pursuit routines, but because such a true self-tortured banquet made him feel distressed.

[good.You go to bed early, and I will go to bed after taking a bath. ]

He looked around, lightly tidied up the sofa cover that had been wrinkled by Yan Lan not long ago, pulled the curtains tightly, turned off the main light, leaving a strip of light behind, and stopped on the way to the bathroom, looked A glance at the closed master bedroom door.

Not long after, there was a faint sound of water in the bathroom.

Yan Lan huddled under the quilt, listening, the tip of her nose suddenly felt a little pantothenic.

He held the phone in his hand and swiped absently for a while, then typed a line of words in the search bar of the webpage by accident: What is the pain when the knee is bent for a long time.

By the time he realized it, he had watched it for a long time and took screenshots of a lot of content, and the sound of water outside the house had stopped, Zhuang Yunliu had finished taking a shower, and familiar footsteps passed by the corridor.

Yan Lan put down her phone and stared at the pitch-black space.

The next thing was tossing and turning. I don’t know how long he endured it. He got up and went to the bathroom, then went to the kitchen and cut two slices of European buns. After eating, he poured a cup of hot water and took them back to the bedroom. , put down the cup and coughed.

Afraid of disturbing Zhuang Yunliu, he deliberately covered his mouth to suppress his voice, but in the end his efforts were in vain.

There was a bright light coming out of the phone, he poked his head to look, Zhuang Yunliu asked: [Why haven't you slept yet?not comfortable? ]

Yanlan: ...

He had no choice but to reply: [No discomfort, you haven't slept yet. ]

Zhuang Yunliu: [Can't sleep. ]

Yan Lan: [Accept the bed? ]

Zhuang Yunliu: [How come. ]

After being silent for a while, Yan Lan sent over the knee maintenance method that she had just saved.

After a while, Zhuang Yunliu replied thank you, and then said: [Yan Lan, I have something to ask you, I hope you will not be angry. ]

Yan Lan was taken aback, thinking of Zhuang Yunliu's hesitation in the car before, and a moment later, the same screenshot appeared on the screen.

Zhuang Yunliu directly sent the chat records with Zhang Yinan.

After thinking about it, he decided that it's better not to worry about this or that, just ask if you have something to say, as long as he is sincere, Yan Lan will definitely feel it.

He also didn't think there was a need to conceal these chat records, Yan Lan was not stupid, he knew that he was trying to save him, and that Zhang Yinan was a helper, so he showed him all of them openly, there was nothing to feel guilty about.

Then he added a paragraph—

[If you really think too much, I hope you don’t take offense, because after all, it’s your business, so it’s inevitable that I don’t think too much.But if there is really... anything, it's up to you whether you say it or not, don't worry, I will definitely respect you, and I will never disclose your affairs to anyone. ]

……

When the night was coming to an end, Yan Lan finally fell asleep.

I opened my eyes again, and the clear morning light penetrated through the curtains, showing that today is sunny.

Outside the house is the long-lost subtle sound full of life meaning.

Yan Lan lay in the quilt for a while, comforted the baby who had just woken up, and got up to go out.

Zhuang Yunliu was outside, he was too embarrassed to show him his current figure without any cover, so he added a long coat on top of his close-fitting thin nightgown, and bowed specially before finally daring to leave go out.

Unexpectedly, the honorable Mr. Zhuang... is actually mopping the floor.

The living room was obviously tidy, everything was in order, and the floor was shiny.

Yan Lan couldn't help but said, "I don't even plan to stay here, so why bother?"

Zhuang Yunliu straightened up and smiled: "I have to do something to bother you all night. I couldn't be idle just now. I steamed the Xiaolongbao and Shrimp Dumplings in the refrigerator. What do you want to drink? Oatmeal? I Go rush now."

"Let me go." Yan Lan walked to the kitchen, "You take a break."

After nearly half a year, the two finally sat at the dining table and had home-cooked breakfast together again.

At the beginning, no one spoke, and they didn't dare to look at each other, but gradually they became a little embarrassed.

Finally, Yan Lan said: "I will contact my agent and Zhou Ming later, and set a date with them to discuss the termination of the contract, and then... just move."

Although he didn't speak directly, Zhuang Yunliu understood.

His eyes were stained with joy, and he asked, "Do you have a lot of luggage?"

"Not much." Yan Lan shook her head, "Let's bring the necessities first today, and ask someone to clean up the rest of the trivial things in two days."

"Okay, then I'll take you there later."

Yan Lan didn't speak, and nodded quickly and very slightly after a while.

An hour later, they left from here.

The moment Yan Lan closed the door and looked into the room for the last time, many past events came to his mind, and he suddenly felt that Zhuang Yunliu's cleaning just now was right.

The living room was extremely clean, just like when he first came in, although the time he lived here was not long, it had a beginning and an end.

He remembered the message he had sent with Zhuang Yunliu last night.

I can't believe that he actually said that to another person——

[I tell you, but can you delete it after reading it? ]

[OK, you say. ]

[There is a boy in my relative’s house who is two years older than me. He is a very mischievous little boy who likes to bully others maliciously.I fell asleep one night and he crawled into bed and touched me, and I was terrified and... so sick, almost crazy, I beat him so hard that he was almost half dead, and then I He was also beaten almost to death by his relatives.Finally the police came and the matter was settled.Later, he didn't dare anymore, but I...in fact, it's not really a shadow, it's just that sometimes if I'm not mentally prepared and someone approaches suddenly, I just...subconsciously want to stay away, and so It doesn't matter who or what you want to do.That's it, sorry to bother you. ]

After a few minutes.

[I see. ]

[You don't want to think about it, and I don't want to think about it. ]

[Don't worry, I have already deleted it. ]

[But I hope it's not just words, I hope one day you can actually delete them from your mind. ]

Yanlan:! ! !

When he saw this sentence, his heart shook violently, and the dark bedroom seemed to brighten up instantly.

He suddenly had expectations, and suddenly realized that those bad memories might really be deleted.

As the night passed, the vibration gradually turned into a gentle force like a trickle.

Just like now, Zhuang Yunliu stretched out his arm to protect him into the elevator. Although it was just the simplest polite gesture, it instantly warmed his heart, limbs and whole body.