Officially unannounced [entertainment circle]

Seeing You Yi's smiling face firmly nodding in front of her, Wen Cheng pinched his face helplessly, and simply drove him to the small bedroom next door.

Thinking in his heart that he was too lazy to care about this little fool whose blood was full of "incomprehensible style", he squinted his eyes all the way to see You Yi obediently walking to the door, Wen Cheng finally called him to stop, clearing his throat and pretending to be cold : "Clean up, I'll take you to dinner later."

"Okay!" You Yi turned her head and smiled happily, as if she didn't know Wen Cheng's complicated mood at all.

But when Wen Cheng and You Yi walked slowly along the dark path to the restaurant, watching the children beside him carefully come up and grab his hand, Wen Cheng's little helplessness when facing You Yi was all overwhelmed by this little girl. The fool's petty movements spread out.

He clasped the palm of the little fool with his backhand, and sighed: "You..."

There was a slight smile on the corner of his lips.

After turning two corners, the dim street lights were overshadowed by the dense neon lights decorated with high-rise buildings in front of you.

At ten o'clock in the evening local time, all the passers-by on the road were striding forward in fashionable clothes with thin waists and long legs, and some of them had a luxurious shooting team behind them, standing under the huge advertising screen of international supermodels and posing for pictures.

This street that prohibits vehicles from driving is less than 500 meters long, but it is the heart of the entire art capital.

"Charles' studio is right here," Wen Cheng led the amusement carefully past groups of well-dressed young men and women, "Actually, it's more lively during the day than at night."

Stepping on a foreign land, neither of them made any cover-ups.You Yi's face is basically not well-known abroad, and Wen Cheng, who has disappeared for six years, is even more fearless.

They held hands openly, not knowing how many people's eyes they attracted when they walked through the crowd like no one else.

The handsome appearance that is different from that of the natives, and the outstanding temperament that can still be seen at a glance among many excellent models, made the eyes of several agents who have been looking for fresh blood here for a long time, and they almost walked over——

Until I saw the restaurant where the two walked into hand in hand.

Cuckoo Panoramic Restaurant, known as the most luxurious western restaurant in the world, has at most one restaurant in each city, and they are all built in the most expensive areas, with a total of eight floors.

Not to mention that Cuckoo on this road is the first main store, and those who are willing to eat a meal here will never be able to join a little-known small modeling company.

Of course, after Wen Cheng handed the black membership card to the oncoming waiter, he only gave a brief introduction to this restaurant: "His taste is not bad."

The Cuckoo Panoramic Restaurant does not have a branch in Jiangjing City. Youyi only knows about this restaurant from occasional news on the Internet, so when he walked in, he only felt that the interior decoration of the restaurant was gorgeous but not tacky. Not very clear, naturally Wen Cheng smiled and nodded at everything.

...In fact, even if he knew that a meal here would cost more than six figures, You Yi would definitely still nod.

Anyway, whatever Wen Cheng said, he would go along with it with a silly smile without any opinion.

The waiter left with the membership card, but when he came back, the manager personally delivered the membership card with both hands, and said enthusiastically: "Mr. Wen, is the window on the sixth floor okay? That's the best place to see the night view." s position……"

Wen Cheng's expression didn't change. Before he had time to say anything, You Yi beside him refused first: "Can we be on the first floor?"

After finishing speaking, the child reached out and secretly squeezed his cold fingertips.

The whole body of this thoughtful fool is always hot like a small stove.

Heartwarming.

Wen Cheng chuckled and hooked his little finger backhand.

It made the redness of Youyi's ear tip two layers deeper.

Although the location on the first floor is not as good as the upstairs, the two people who refused the warm service of the manager concentrated on studying the menu, and the other put their wrists on their chins to look at people, and they didn't care about the scenery outside.

In fact, Wen Cheng, who hadn't been here for a long time, poked his finger on the picture of the menu, looked up and asked, "This?"

You Yi looked at him with a smile, without looking away, but nodded happily: "Okay."

"Then, and this?"

"it is good."

"This one looks okay too..."

"it is good."

"...Are you a repeater?"

"Yes."

You Yi, who answered obediently, suddenly came to his senses, his cheeks blushing, and secretly added to Wen Cheng's uncontrollable laughter: "Anyway, brother, you can choose anything."

"Yes," Wen Cheng used the electronic screen to upload the selected dishes to the front desk, as if he said casually, "I even picked you, such an annoying cutie."

If you stare carefully, you can still see the two small tooth marks on the tip of Youyi's nose. Youyi, who went out generously with such a pair of 'medals', didn't refute, just blushing and smiling.

Wen Cheng raised his hand and poked his forehead, and cursed with a smile: "Little fool."

Even if you don't often eat Western food, Youyi can tell that the dishes here are really good.

This may be 80.00% related to who is eating at the same table.

By the time Wen Cheng finished eating half of the steak and put down his knife and fork, You Yi on the opposite side had already cleaned up the food in front of him.

When meeting Wen Cheng's gaze, You Yi rubbed her stomach embarrassingly, and explained in a low voice: "I was hungry on the plane."

Why don't you go home without eating?

These words rolled around in Wen Cheng's throat, and he swallowed them again with ironing heat, and finally turned into a strong smile hidden in his eyes.

His family is so cute.

……

"Mr. Wen."

When the two were about to get up and leave, Wen Cheng subconsciously followed the sound of a familiar greeting, but it turned out that the person facing the respectful restaurant manager was not him, but an overly familiar figure.

Wen Cheng immediately turned around and sat back, with his back to the door, and he didn't forget to push back the entertainment that he also got up to watch.

"Would you like some dessert?" Wen Cheng said almost without a trace, "I want to eat strawberry pudding."

For some unknown reason, it was rare that she didn't agree with his Youyi eyesight and looked behind him, and said nervously, "That, brother..."

Wen Cheng held You Yi's little head with both hands and turned his head to look at it all the time: "Don't watch it, be good."

"No..." Youyi, whose head was pinned and unable to move, subconsciously held Wen Cheng's fingertips, and tried to remind him constantly with his eyes, "Brother..."

It's like the invisible Wen Cheng just doesn't look back, and obviously, his attitude of refusal to cooperate can't stop the person who is approaching behind him.

"Gentleness."

When the middle-aged man who walked in front of him called out Wen Cheng's name in a deep voice, it was the first time that You Yi saw a child-like annoyance on Wen Cheng's face.

——Although the current atmosphere may not be suitable, the groundhog in Youyi's heart is still secretly bold and loudly shouting cute.

Then Wen Cheng stood up.

He called out in embarrassment, "Dad."

Snapped!

The screaming stopped suddenly.

The pine cone held by the groundhog fell to the ground.

You Yi, who was caught off guard by seeing his parents, hurriedly stood up from his seat, his mind went blank, his memo hadn't been updated to this level, and it was too late to find the answer in the countless love pursuit manuals he had read recently, so he could only rely on his body to quickly find the answer. React.

Like a deep ninety-degree bow.

"Hello, uncle!"

Hearing this voice, Wen Jianming, who was still serious, shifted his gaze from his son to the...back of the child next to him.

After a long time, he responded rather coldly: "Yes."

As if given permission, You Yi straightened up tremblingly, and moved cautiously towards Wen Cheng's side, her whole body was filled with bewilderment, and she didn't even dare to look in the direction of Wen Cheng's father.

Sensing You Yi's uneasiness, Wen Cheng put his hands behind his back, and in front of his father, he held the child's nervous and sweaty palm blatantly.

"Let me introduce you." Wen Cheng showed a rare and friendly smile to his father, "My little friend, Youyi."

Even though You Yi knew that Wen Cheng had introduced himself like this to others more than once, but now standing opposite her was Wen Cheng's father, this same address as usual made You Yi's heartbeat seem to stop for a while.

It's a different feeling from so many times before.

After the heart paused, it beat even more violently, and it seemed to be a bit dull when it pulled on the chest.

It hurts real.

Let him know clearly that this is not a dream of his delusion.

This cognition makes Youyi's whole heart filled with overwhelming joy, which is tight and seamless, and he is not willing to reveal half of it to the outside.

Wen Cheng could feel that his father's sudden appearance made You Yi feel a little uneasy and flustered, the palm that was held by him just now was still slightly curled up as if trying to break free.But now that hand doesn't need to rely on Wen Cheng's strength, he takes the initiative to hold it tightly.

Even when he spoke again, You Yi's voice was not as stiff and tense as before: "Hi Uncle, I'm You Yi."

Under Wen Cheng's father's aggressive gaze, You Yi paused for a moment, and added seriously: "He is someone who likes Wen Cheng very much."

Wen Jianming raised his eyebrows, this exact replica of Wen Cheng made Youyi Aiwu and Wu De feel kind.

As a result, he heard Wen Cheng's father's very suspicious tone: "Are you an adult?"

"...I'm an adult!" You Yi quickly took out his necessary ID card, "Really!"

Originally, I asked this question on purpose, wanting to embarrass this little boy who brazenly said that he liked his son, but I didn't expect the other party to really explain it seriously.

Wen Jianming stared at the ID card that was under his nose, his face turned blue.

You Yi, who is good at observing words and expressions, immediately realized that he must have made a fool, quickly put away his ID card, and apologized softly: "...I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Wen Cheng, who suddenly wanted to kiss his family's cutie, held back a smile and raised his hand to touch his head, and took the initiative to answer for his father, "My family's ancestors all like young ones."

As he said that, he also glanced at the young woman thrown by Wen Jianming at the door. She was petite and exquisite with blond hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a long white backless dress and looked at this side nervously. She looked only in her early twenties.

His father's taste has been consistent for ten years.

Gee.

Naturally, Wen Jianming also saw the woman who hadn't left. He frowned impatiently, walked away a few steps, took out his mobile phone and called: "Send Miss Pace home."

When Wen Jianming was on the phone, You Yi quietly looked at the expression on Wen Cheng's face.

After all, most people would not accept it easily when they found out that their father was dating a woman younger than themselves.

Sensing his gaze, Wen Cheng raised the corners of his lips, raised his hands and rubbed his face messily, rubbing away the obvious worries on the child's face before he stopped.

"Okay, I'm happy."

He finally pinched the tip of You Yi's nose, and said with a light smile.