His son has seven cheap fathers

Beside him, Qi Yuan couldn't hide his smile, and while introducing the Songtao Clubhouse to Ji Ling, he led people inside.

When passing a fork in the road, Ji Ling glanced at the passage on the left.

At this glance, the softness on Ji Ling's face disappeared in an instant, and his expression became serious.

Even if what he saw was only a figure from the back, and there was no sound from the other side, Ji Ling recognized him immediately.

Silently staring at the receding back of the other party, suddenly, the corners of Ji Ling's lips, which had been suppressed, rose.

That smile is a clear, revealing smile that really means so.

Ji Ling knew that this day would come, he knew it from all the accidents that happened before.

Those accidents, one, two, three, many together.

From a certain point of view, it can no longer be called a coincidence.

It's something that's bound to happen.

"Han Zhao..." With a smile, Ji Ling whispered out a name.

His pupils narrowed suddenly, and his eyes were as sharp as a sharp knife in an instant.

Qi Yuan was walking in front and found that the people beside him seemed to be slowing down. Turning around, Qi Yuan saw that Ji Ling's expression was a little off. He walked up to Ji Ling, and Qi Yuan asked him what was wrong.

"It's nothing." Ji Ling shook his head and smiled softly.

This smile made Qi Yuan's heart flutter, Qi Yuan took Ji Ling's hand and said, "I booked the room on the top floor, the top floor will be quieter."

Ji Ling and Qi Yuan held hands like that, and continued to walk forward.

On the other passage, when he was about to turn the corner, Han Zhao, who was dressed in casual clothes, suddenly turned his head and glanced back. There was no one at the end of the passage, and he probably had an illusion just now.

It felt like someone was standing there staring at him.

The Songtao club has three floors, but each floor has multiple rooms, and each room is a spacious suite, which is exquisitely and luxuriously decorated. The waiter opened the door and stepped back to invite Ji Ling and the others to enter. Been here before.

However, when he set foot again, Ji Ling couldn't help but be amazed by the scenery he saw in front of him.

The overall style of the suite that Qi Yuan ordered was Scottish, and even Ji Ling knew that many of the furniture and fixtures in it were indeed imported from Scotland.

There are also reasons why the daily price is above five figures.

Qi Yuan has obviously been here many times, and after entering the house, he walked towards the wine cabinet in a familiar way.

Just as she was reaching out to get a bottle of red wine, Qi Yuan remembered something, she beckoned the waiter to come over, and then told the waiter to squeeze some fresh juice, and warm it up after squeezing.

The waiter was a little curious that he would drink juice when he came here, but he didn't show it outwardly. After nodding, he asked Qi Yuan if he had any other requests. After getting no reply, he turned around and left quickly to prepare the juice.

Afterwards, Qi Yuan smoked a bottle of red wine and came out. She leaned against the small bar and looked at Ji Ling who was approaching her with crooked eyes.

When Ji Ling approached, Qi Yuan's gaze dropped to Ji Ling's protruding belly which was covered by his clothes.

"A lot of the wine here is airlifted from the place of origin, Ji Ling, you haven't taken it yet." Qi Yuan tilted his head and smiled.

Ji Ling sat on a high stool, put his hands on the bar, took the wine bottle from Qi Yuan's hand, and took the screwdriver as well.

"You know I can't drink, but you brought me here on purpose, Qi Yuan, do you think you did it on purpose?"

Qi Yuan didn't deny it: "That's right, I did it on purpose, and then? Are you going to be angry?"

Slowly pulling out the cork, Ji Ling poured red wine into the empty wine glass that Qi Yuan handed over.

"Angry? How dare I, you are my child's godmother, I'm still waiting for the child to be born, you will pack a big red envelope, so I dare not be angry with you." Ji Ling handed the goblet to Qi Yuan.

Taking the wine glass, Qi Yuan looked down at the brightly colored liquid in the glass, she shook the glass lightly to let the mellow aroma of red wine out.

"Ji Ling, have you poured wine for other women before?" Qi Yuan's eyes were deep.

"It's like this, the first time." Ji Ling concealed a little bit, as far as this life is concerned, it was his first time, but there have been many times in this life.

Qi Yuan picked up the wine glass and smiled brightly.

"Then I am honored."

Qi Yuan lowered her head and took a sip. It's not that she has never drunk this kind of wine before, but it seems that because Ji Ling poured it for her, the taste seems to have changed a little this time.

Knowing that it was caused by her own psychology, Qi Yuan became obsessed with this feeling, and after drinking a glass, she handed the glass to Ji Ling, and Ji Ling took the wine bottle and poured wine into the empty glass.

"I also called a few other friends, senior sister and her boyfriend, too." The senior sister knew a little bit about Ji Ling's accident earlier, and the other party also showed concern and helped find someone. Later, Being stopped by Qi Yuan, she couldn't even find her, let alone a senior with no network resources.

The more people are more lively, Qi Yuan now basically knows what position she occupies in Ji Ling's heart, so she won't worry about other people appearing to replace her.

What she did was for one purpose, to make Ji Ling happy.

Ji Ling could clearly sense how much Qi Yuan cared about him, and he thanked Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan was stunned for a moment, and broke the suddenly dignified atmosphere with a refreshing laugh.

"Thank you, I can now understand how those crazy star-chasers feel."

"But what I am much better than them is that I can touch my male god up close."

These words seem to be similar, Ji Ling remembered that there was a female friend in this world who was also his fan, and after getting acquainted with him later, she had a similar phone call with him.

"There is no need for a male god, the position is too high, friend, Qi Yuan, you are my most important friend."

Ji Ling's eyes flickered.

"Now your friend can't stand your attraction and wants to hug you, but I don't know if it's okay?" Qi Yuan's words seemed to be joking, but if you look carefully, there is hope in her eyes.

"Of course." Ji Ling stretched out his hands, signaling Qi Yuan to come over.

Qi Yuan climbed down from the height, walked up to Ji Ling, and hugged Ji Ling tightly.

"Ji Ling..." Qi Yuan looked sideways at Ji Ling's gentle side face, she called out to Ji Ling, and opened and closed her mouth, but only said those two words.

"Ok?"

Ji Ling's final voice rose, and he didn't know what Qi Yuan asked him to do.

Qi Yuan tried her best to suppress the emotion welling up in her eyes, and she tried her best to make her tone sound normal.

"It seems to be holding you like this all the time."

"Then keep hugging." Ji Ling pampered Qi Yuan unconditionally.

"Okay, no one is allowed to cry for a while."

"Whoever shouts is a pig!"

Ji Ling and Qi Yuan started playing like two big children.

However, Qi Yuan didn't hug her for too long, the waiter knocked on the door, it was obvious that the juice had been squeezed.

A lot of different kinds of juices are squeezed instead of a single kind.

So Qi Yuan drank red wine, Ji Ling drank strawberry juice, both were red, and there was not much difference from a distance.

The two of them watched the beautiful and pleasant scenery outside the window, listened to the sound of pines, chatted, and time passed slowly.

The friends I had contacted also arrived one after another. It was the first time for the senior sister and her boyfriend to come to this guild hall. When they entered the room, although they were restrained, they were still amazed by the surrounding environment.

They are all young people of about the same age, even if they are not familiar with each other, they can quickly find a common topic.

Basically, they could see clearly why Qi Yuan asked them to come, so they all showed relative enthusiasm, but the atmosphere was always good for a while.

Different floors, but the same room location. In the room on the second floor, there are not as many people as the upstairs, and the atmosphere is completely different from the upstairs.

Han Zhao came here by invitation. The hospital is going to change its director recently, and the chief of a certain department who invited him wants to get his support.

In addition to the other party, two competitors have also contacted Han Zhao before.

These people are well-informed, and they knew so quickly that the hospital had shares in their family.

It doesn't matter who is the dean Han Zhao, but these people are so eager for quick success, let Han Zhao let alone vote for them, and even think about it, maybe it would be better for them to change their positions.

These few people had no idea that they were shooting themselves in the foot, thinking that Han Zhaoru was as approachable as he appeared on the surface.

It's all a disguise. In reality, Han Zhao belongs to the cold-blooded category.

The section chief next to him was still making noise with flattery on his face. This place was well chosen, the environment was elegant, and the interior decoration was in line with Han Zhao's personal aesthetics.

Han Zhao raised his hand to interrupt the section chief's eloquence. He got up and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling glass window. When he got to the window, Han Zhao stretched out his hand and pressed his palm against the transparent glass.

Suddenly, Han Zhao's expression changed slightly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, took his hands away, and the image that popped up in his mind just now disappeared.

Han Zhao felt weird and put his hand up again.

This time the screen popped up again.

And it's exceptionally clear.

He saw 'he' clasped a man's neck and pressed him against the glass, while he stood behind him.

Outside the glass window, there are bursts of pines and waves, and the sound of the waves is mixed with the low voices overflowing from the young man's mouth from time to time, which sounds like the sound of heaven.

'He' was neatly dressed, and only one place was outside. On the other hand, the young man held by him was naked and exposed.

The other party seemed to want to struggle, but it seemed that his strength had been exhausted long ago, so he could only let Han Zhao behind him do whatever he wanted.

The picture finally freezes on a tear falling down the young man's face.

Han Zhao's eyes darkened, and he lowered his eyes to look down. The place that was originally silent, had already reacted to the silent scene in front of him.

This is interesting, Han Zhao knocked on the glass wall, and the crisp voice broke into his heart.

That face seemed a little familiar, where he had seen it before.

Where is it?

The guild hall provided many kinds of services, some people were playing games, Qi Yuan played for a while, saw Ji Ling sitting aside, leaned over and asked Ji Ling if he wanted a massager to massage his feet.

Ji Ling's feet tend to be sore and swollen when he walks, but he presses it by himself. Qi Yuan suggested, and he nodded in agreement.

"There are still rooms inside. If you feel noisy, go inside."

It's not particularly noisy, but it's true that I want to lie down.

Ji Ling got up and went to the inner room with Qi Yuan.