After the divorce, the salted fish beauty has a cub

Cheng Xijue laughed in his heart, and walked to the table. The dim yellow desk lamp dipped the snow-white document into light yellow. He glanced at it, leaned sideways on the edge of the table, and wiped his hair calmly, "Did you read it?"

Gu Jian sat up, picked up a small bowl and put it on the table, wiped the corner of his mouth with a piece of paper, "What are you asking Song Liang for?"

"I would like to contact Song Liang's former students. Can someone stand up and sue him for illegal teaching?" Cheng Xijue said, hanging the towel on his clear neck, looking very calm.

A murmur of laughter overflowed from Gu Jian's nose, and he raised his jaw and looked at him, "It's useless for you to understand."

Cheng Xijue stared at his loose bathrobe, the silk one glowed with luster under the lamp, which made his skin more delicate and fair, and said slowly: "Song Liang's students are all famous people, it is easy to sue the old teacher To be regarded as ungrateful, let alone—"

Gu Jian took what he had left to say, and said lightly, "To deny the teacher is to deny yourself."

"My wife is so smart." Cheng Xijue traced his bare skin at the neckline, and moved his eyes to his expressionless face for a few seconds, "Song Liang's good reputation is well-known to everyone, and an educator admired by the public, if he is talked about in the media as Song Liang Liang's student is a resume that adds value to himself, but if Song Liang falls and loses his reputation, it will become a joke for them, so no one will come out to prove that Song Liang is a lunatic."

Gu Jian put his arms around his chest and nodded lazily, "So, do you still want to try?"

Cheng Xijue sat on the edge of the table, his tone was calm and steady, revealing the confidence that everything was under control, "It's not about trying, do you know what is the most important thing in hunting?"

"I don't know." Gu Jian was too lazy to cooperate with him.

Cheng Xijue laughed softly, reached out and raised his thin chin, and said slowly: "Be patient."

Gu Jian raised his eyebrows, without saying a word, and seemed to be listening respectfully.

"In the face of cunning foxes, we must be patient and make sure that one blow is sure to kill before we make a move. Otherwise, the fox will be alerted, and if we try again, we will lose the initiative." Cheng Xijue rubbed his jaw and said unhurriedly .

Gu Jian pushed his hand away, leaned back in the chair, lifted his two long legs lightly, and laid them on Cheng Xijue's lap naturally, and gently pulled away the tie of the bathrobe with one hand, Cheng Xijue's eyes were straight He stared at it nakedly, but he deliberately didn't open his robe, and raised his wrist lazily in a circle, like a hand model showing his narrow and moist fingers.

"Not only must you be patient, but you must also be decisive." Gu Jian turned his head to the side, staring at him with bright, dark eyes.

Cheng Xijue was fascinated by him, the bones and flesh of the feet resting on the thighs were even, the slender veins were hidden under the thin skin, and Gu Jian's body was covered by the thin fabric, with just a light touch, you can see He grabbed the cold ankle bone and rubbed it wantonly in the palm of his hand, "Patience and decisiveness are indispensable."

Gu Jian smiled, the dimples at the corners of his mouth were clear, and he pressed his throat and asked, "By the way, you said you miss me day and night, so how many times have you done it?"

"Not a few times." Cheng Xijue's breathing was tight, and he was willing to be led by the nose.

Gu Jian raised his toes and pressed against the tight pajama pants, "Huh? How many times is it?"

Cheng Xijue's mouth was dry, and he pinched his ankle tightly, his voice was inexplicably hoarse, "Do you really want to know?"

Gu Jian's goal had been achieved, he stretched his ankles vigorously to signal him to let go, and said in a casual tone, "I'm not interested, I'm sleepy, I'm going back to my room to sleep."

Just set the fire, don't put it out.

Cheng Xijue felt ruthless, and the moment he let go of his ankle, he suddenly got up and put his hands on the armrests of the chair, bent down to wrap him tightly in it, and deliberately asked with a straight face, "Is this revenge for me secretly taking photos of you to post on Moments?"

"Ma'am, you are so wicked!"

The next sentence has a deep, gentle voice.

Gu Jian's sloppy face was indifferent, it was clearly bad.

A big belly is the gold medal for exoneration, Cheng Xijue pressed down and kissed Gu Jian hard, the kissed Gu Jian's hair was disheveled, and he was willing to let him go when his face was red.

A few days later, it was time for the check-up.

In the pregnancy examination department of the hospital, the baby is developing very healthy, the face can be seen vaguely in the ultrasound image, and the facial features look like a crumpled bun. Gu Jian lay on the ultrasound bed, glanced at the screen, and calmly explained to himself Once it's born, it's fine.

After all, both he and Cheng Xijue have good genes, and any combination of eyebrows and eyes will not be ugly.

Cheng Xijue looked at the baby's hiccups, his fragile body was trembling, not only had eyebrows and eyes, but the soft hair was a layer of fluff, he reached out and pulled off Gu Jian's rolled up sweater, helped him sit up, and said understandingly : "Don't worry, our child will definitely be cute."

Gu Jian's long legs hung down beside the bed, and he gave him a blank look, meaning that's needless to say.

The doctor quickly packed the equipment and said before leaving: "The due date is one and a half months away, and it is best to stay in the hospital one month before the due date."

Because it was a man who was pregnant, the baby could only be produced by caesarean section. The hospital made a perfect plan for the operation. The doctor showed it to Gu Jian. He touched his round belly, lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Cheng Xijue bowed his waist to put on his shoes, met his small movements with his eyes, and asked softly, "Are you afraid?"

"A little bit." Gu Jian was rarely willing to admit it.

Cheng Xijue tied his shoelaces neatly, and looked up at him intently, "I will accompany you in the delivery room."

He didn't say such nonsense as "don't be afraid". Anyone would be afraid of having a knife in the stomach, and verbal comfort was useless. All he could do was to minimize the risks of all operations, and then stay with Gu Jian in the delivery room.

Gu Jian breathed out slowly, stepped on the ground with his sneakers and walked a few steps, and stepped on the scale in the room. His belly was so big that it blocked his sight, and he couldn't see the numbers on it.

Cheng Xijue walked over to take a look, and zipped up his jacket with both hands, "You can eat more according to the standard weight prescribed by the doctor,"

Gu Jianmai weighed the scale, put his hands into the pockets of his coat, and asked wearily, "Cheng Xijue, can I get you pregnant?"

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Cheng Xijue said something to make him happy, "Okay, okay, how about we give the baby a nickname?"

"You don't need to raise it, I've made up my mind."

Gu Jian pushed open the door and walked leisurely forward.

"Huh? What's it called?"

"Ding ding."

Cheng Xijue said the word "Ding Ding" silently in his heart, thinking that the meaning was very good, "Ding Ding sounds like the morning bell, do you want the baby to wake up at dawn like the morning bell, and his name resounds through the sky?"

Gu Jian shook his head, and said softly, "You think too much, you don't mean it."

Cheng Xijue paused, thought for a few seconds and said, "Ding ding is the sound of the piano, right? I remember it is the middle c position of the piano, the sound of the most middle key. You hope that the baby will follow the golden mean in life?"

"Ding ding is the successful sound effect of minesweeping." Gu Jian answered truthfully and indifferently.

Cheng Xijue was silent for a few seconds, then said after a long time, "It's pretty good too, auspicious."

Ever since, the baby's nickname was decided so sloppily. A few years later, at the age when Ding Ding was full of curiosity, one night he lay in Gu Jian's arms, hugged his neck and asked in a childlike voice: "Dan Dan He said his nickname means delicious, Dad, what does my nickname mean?"

Cheng Xijue squeezed his soft face, and answered without hesitation that it was the sound of minesweeping.

At that time, Gu Jian hurriedly wiped his tears, and later the two told Ding Ding solemnly that their nickname means Morning Bell.

Of course, these are all things for later. At this moment, Gu Jian has never thought about how many stories he will make up to persuade the little boy in order to persuade Ding Ding to believe in the meaning of his nickname.

After the wound on Cheng Xijue's head healed, he was overwhelmed with the backlog of work for half a month, but recently he only worked half a day to deal with important reports, and spent the rest of the time at home with his wife and unborn child.

This day, after listening to a report, he returned to the office and picked up his stiff suit to put it on. He picked up his cell phone and sent a message to Gu Jian saying that he would be home soon.

Assistant Gao knocked on the door, opened the door after getting the answer, and said, "Mr. Cheng, there is a lady at the front desk looking for you. She must say she knows you, but she doesn't have any contact information about you."

"Reporter?" Cheng Xijue slowly put on his watch and asked without interest.

Assistant Gao shook his head, "It doesn't look like a reporter. She wants to see you by name and calls herself Yu Xiao."

Cheng Xijue's heart moved, and he knew why Yu Xiao came to visit, "Please wait a moment, I will invite her to come up."

Yu Xiao was sitting in the lobby of Frey's company. Although she couldn't produce any evidence to prove that she knew Cheng Xijue, the employees of the big company never neglected any customer. They poured her coffee and served a dessert, and asked her to wait patiently for Gao Xijue. Assistant's response.

A few days ago, her charity account suddenly received a huge amount of donations. Since the account was opened, only Gu Jian has donated millions. The rest are hundreds of thousands of donations from her own relatives and friends secretly. Millions of huge sums of money were poured into the account without interruption.

Yu Xiao is a person who has seen the world, so she called the bank immediately, and the customer service told her that everything was normal, and the money was all from the charity accounts of major financial companies, and the money came from a clean source.

Looking at the astronomical figures in the account, Yu Xiao's eyes turned dark. The money can support many homeless children and take care of them until they reach adulthood.

But why did those financial companies donate to a shelter in a gray area for no reason?

Yu Xiao couldn't figure it out. After she got the list of donations, she asked them one by one, but the giants in the financial industry kept secrets. No one told her why they donated money to her. Only one person accidentally leaked and mentioned Cheng Xijue name.

She searched the Internet, and when she saw a familiar face, she immediately understood.

She knew everything about Gu Jian. She was a good person. The parents and teachers at the stall didn't have any good things. She felt sorry for Gu Jian from the bottom of her heart. She used to take care of him more than other children in the shelter.

There is a ten-year age difference between the two. Gu Jian called her Miss Xiaoxiao, but in their hearts, they both regarded each other as their closest relatives. Gu Jian was Yu Xiao's half son. No matter how short of money he was, he couldn't sell her own child.

Cheng Xijue walked over calmly, raised his wrist at Yu Xiao as if he was familiar with it, and said with a warm smile: "Sister Yu, I have been negligent today, please forgive me."

The gentleman was impeccably polite, Yu Xiao couldn't speak out, and asked bluntly: "You should know why I came here."

"I know." Cheng Xijue scanned the hall. No one dared to look in his direction, but everyone was paying attention to what happened here. He lowered his voice and said, "How about we go upstairs and talk?"

Yu Xiao followed him to the office on the top floor of Frey, sat down gracefully, and said straight to the point: "I know you are Gu Jian's partner, he married you, you gave him a million, he donated Me, I haven't touched a penny of this money, I will save it for him to treat his illness later."

Cheng Xijue picked up the coffee pot, poured a cup of coffee and handed it to her. If Assistant Gao was present, Cheng Xijue would be stunned. Even when Cheng Xijue met Yu Ning's director, he was neither humble nor overbearing. When did he behave so considerately?

"I don't want the money you asked people to donate to me." Yu Xiaoang said hesitantly, staring at Cheng Xijue's face with piercing eyes, "What do you mean by donating so much money to me? Convince Gu Jian to follow you forever? Or do you want to use the money to take advantage of me so that Gu Jian can't leave you?"

Cheng Xijue Shi Shiran sat opposite her, and said softly: "If there is a purpose, I hope he won't worry about anything."

Yu Xiao didn't expect this answer, looked at him in astonishment, and murmured, "Are you real?"

Cheng Xijue lowered his head and laughed, and asked back, "Do you want me to call a lawyer in and make a will in front of you that all my assets will be inherited by Gu Jian, so as to prove that my love is true?"

"No need." Yu Xiao stroked her hair in embarrassment, then laughed happily, genuinely happy for Gu Jian.

Cheng Xijue admired Yu Xiao's character, half folded his arms and said in thought, "You can safely use the donation money for your charity. When you are happy, Gu Jian will be happier too."

Yu Xiao paused, as if thinking of something unpleasant, she looked at Cheng Xijue for a while, made sure that this man could be trusted, and said seriously: "There is something I didn't tell Gu Jian, because there is no need to tell."

"What?" Cheng Xijue frowned.

Yu Xiao showed a look of disgust, and said bitterly: "Last month, Gu Jian's mother came to him. I thought her conscience found out, but... her youngest son has aplastic anemia. She wants Gu Jian Gradually donate some hematopoietic stem cells, how cruel it is!"

Cheng Xijue nodded expressionlessly, and said in a deep voice, "I see, there is really no need to tell Gu Jian."