I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress' Ex-Boyfriend

two bars

The red double lines were particularly eye-catching, Jian Qiaoxin's hand trembled, and he almost threw the test paper in his hand.

"No, this may not be accurate."

Jian Qiaoxin put the one in his hand on the toilet, and went to dig out another one. Fortunately, he bought two, wouldn't this come in handy!

With the last sliver of luck in mind, Jian Qiaoxin tested again, and her face turned pale when she saw the familiar two bars again.

Sitting up slowly from the toilet, Jian Qiaoxin felt dizzy and almost fell off.

He leaned on the wall to rest for a while and walked to the bed. The cold medicine on the table beside him was still silently brushing his presence, but it was useless now.

The buzzing ringing of the phone brought someone who was in shock back to his senses.

Jian Qiaoxin answered the phone distractedly: "Hello?"

On the other end of the phone was the voice of my friend Feng Qing: "Xiaoxin, how are you doing? I've read the latest news. Don't be too hurt..."

The other end of the phone chatted for a long time, but Jian Qiaoxin didn't listen to a word.

Finally, Feng Qing also realized that there was too much silence, and asked again: "Hello? Xiaoxin, are you listening to me?"

"Listen." Jian Qiaoxin's voice was hoarse and scary, and he whispered: "I just feel a little sick."

Feng Qing really didn't pursue the matter: "Are you feeling unwell? Did you go to the hospital?"

Jian Qiaoxin was very conflicted in his heart, but the matter was so important that he didn't dare to say it casually, so he faltered and said, "Well, it's just that I usually catch a cold, and I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Feng Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, fine, then I won't disturb your rest, you go to bed early."

Jian Qiaoxin responded indiscriminately and hung up the phone.

This phone call also made him calm down a lot, and he began to seriously think about the question of whether to stay or not in his stomach.

"Do you want to stay..."

Jian Qiaoxin threw herself on the bed and buried her face in the pillow in frustration. She was thinking about something, but fell asleep after thinking about it.

The next day

Shengshi Jialun Building

Jian Qiaoxin was sitting in Nongbai's office, scrolling through comments about herself on the tablet.

If it was said that a few days ago, the online comments on him were still hated and hated by everyone, but now it has become much better since the intervention of public relations.

Shen Huai: "To be honest, when I saw the photo of Qiu Jian that you exposed, I thought it was a scumbag."

Genie_CJ: "It's a good thing we broke up. Marrying this kind of mother-in-law is simply torture!"

The online reviews still support Jian Qiaoxin.

Nongbai came over with the documents not far away and put them on the table: "Look, these scripts have come to us recently."

Jian Qiaoxin tentatively said, "Then what I'm acting is..."

"Male number one." Nong Bai crossed his legs, very calm.

Jian Qiaoxin couldn't believe it. He reached out and picked up one of the folders, and was shocked when he opened the first page: "The Hot Princess Is Too Delicate", "The Concubine Secret Service: xxx"

He read a few more books, and of course he also saw modern ones: "The Wife Runs with the Ball", "The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me"

Jian Qiaoxin: "..."

Nongbai drank a cup of tea slowly: "Don't look at the name, which seems to be very down-to-earth, but the content is good, and you can still be the male number one!"

Jian Qiaoxin put down the script heavily: "Brother Nong, I think that expensive things are not expensive."

Nongbai almost popped out, he choked twice: "Don't tell me, there is actually a good book here, Yan Hengyang, Director Yan, you know, he is preparing a movie recently, it is a big production of science fiction, two men Lord, I heard that one has been fixed for Jian Xingchen, and the other has not yet been fixed."

Yan guide.

The director, Jian Qiaoxin, must be aware that Yan Hengyang is known for being upright, and all the movies and TV shows he makes will be hits.

At the beginning of this year, "On the Weaving Clouds" just released became popular all over the country, and Jian Jian, one of the leading actors, won the title of Best Actor in one fell swoop with this drama.

Nongbai sighed meaningfully: "To tell you the truth, this resource was not in my hands, but was leaked by Director Wang. I heard that it was the president's intention."

Jian Qiaoxin's heart tightened: "Mr. Yan?"

Nongbai was also not sure: "I don't know, but if you really want to fight, it's up to you. I heard that Wen Yuan is also in contact with this corner, and many people are also fighting for it. You The odds are slim.”

Jian Qiaoxin held the script and hesitated for a moment: "I'll go back and look at it first, and then give me an answer."

"Row."

After chatting with the agent, he took the script and walked back. He had nothing to do these few days, so he just took the opportunity to study the script more.

When they got to the elevator, they happened to meet Wen Yuan who was coming towards him.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and Wen Yuan looks...seems to be a little haggard, his whole body is thinner, his big eyes are surrounded by red circles, and he is wearing white woolen short sleeves, looking innocent and pitiful.

Jian Qiaoxin frowned.

He didn't want to pay attention to Wen Yuan, but Wen Yuan took the initiative to come over: "Brother Xiaoxin, long time no see."

Jian Qiaoxin ignored him.

Wen Yuan became more calm, with a slight smile on his face, as if he said intentionally or unintentionally: "I just went to see A-gan."

"Well, what happened that day was actually a misunderstanding, but at that time, Ah-gan cared too much about me, and he actually got so angry. I explained to him just now, you know we have a deep relationship, and Ah-gan agreed before If you want to marry me, it will probably happen very soon."

Jian Qiaoxin turned her face to the side: "Congratulations."

"Thank you." Wen Yuan had a look of innocence on his small face: "Brother Xiaoxin, you don't seem to be feeling well?"

Jian Qiaoxin was very upset. He was about to shake his head, but his stomach felt uncomfortable. He threw himself into the trash can and wanted to vomit.

Wen Yuan was startled: "Are you okay?"

The elevator just arrived, Wen Yuan hesitated for a while and went in by himself.

Jian Qiaoxin leaned against the wall and rested for a while, still holding the script in her hand, her fingers clenched tightly unconsciously, and finally her veins almost popped out.

Wen Yuan and Yan Gan are getting back together.

What should I do with this thing in my stomach? If Jian Qiaoxin still hesitated last night, she has made up her mind now.

To be destroyed.

If Director Yan's drama is won, how will he film it with his cubs in his arms?After so many years of hard work and struggling in the entertainment industry for so long, I finally got a chance to make a difference. How could I just give up like this?

Coming out of the economic company and hailing the car to go to the hospital, Jian Qiaoxin thought a lot along the way, and finally made up his mind.

City A - People's Hospital

Jian Qiaoxin, who was fully armed and wrapped herself up, lined up to register.

After he got the number plate, he went to the obstetrics and gynecology department to sit and wait. The corridor here was narrow and there were many pregnant women sitting around.

Some came for the birth checkup, some... also came for the abortion.

Jian Qiaoxin looked down at the small book in his hand, inexplicably depressed. He lost his father since he was a child, and basically depended on his father for life.

Although not all parents are lost, but in fact it is still very lonely.

Many times, he also likes to have someone to accompany him. At first, he hoped to have younger brothers and sisters, and later he hoped to have friends.

It's just that because his father is busy with work, all the housework at home is on his shoulders, and he has no spare time to make friends. To become a child with excellent grades, he has to take care of the housework, so he can't make his father too hard.

In fact, he has no friends.

Later in college, although he gradually made friends, he was still lonely in his heart, he was wandering, and he had no branches to rely on.

I also want to have a family, but the relationship for many years has also been paid by mistake.

The front door was opened, and the nurse opened the door and called out: "The 18th is here."

Jian Qiaoxin stood up with a shock, he walked in and saw the doctor: "Hello, I am number 18."

The doctor is a very kind woman. She wrote with a pen, and smiled when she saw Jian Qiaoxin's fully armed appearance: "Abortion?"

Jian Qiaoxin nodded with difficulty: "Yes."

The doctor saw a lot of people, and saw his reluctance at a glance, so he tried to persuade: "Why?"

"Because I'm busy with work." Jian Qiaoxin clenched his hands under the table unconsciously, perhaps because of the mental fragility of pregnant women, he gritted his teeth: "This child was born, and I raised it alone, I... I don't want him to suffer."

Yes, it is because I am a single-parent family that I don't want my children to repeat the same mistakes.

He is in so much pain.

How could this child be willing to do it all over again.

The doctor put down his pen and pondered: "You are more than two months old now, so you must have an abortion, but you are weak, do you often suffer from anemia, dizziness, and discomfort?"

Jian Qiaoxin nodded.

The doctor stroked his eyes and said in a warm voice: "Abortion is very harmful to your health. You are not in good condition. We don't recommend doing it now. You should go back and take good care of your health. If you are sure you want to have an abortion, come back in a month."

"Can't it be now?" Jian Qiaoxin was in a dilemma, one month, what if he couldn't bear to have feelings!

The doctor hesitated: "If you want, it's not impossible to destroy it..."

Jian Qiaoxin looked at her.

The doctor sighed: "That will affect your body. If you want to recuperate, you will also need ten and a half months, and..."

Jian Qiaoxin raised her heart and asked tentatively, "And what?"

"And you may not be able to reproduce later."

……

After hesitating for a while, Jian Qiaoxin finally stood up: "Okay, then I will come back in a month."

The doctor nodded, watched the young man leave, and couldn't help but sigh slowly, some men are really irresponsible now, and it's really a crime to cause someone to become pregnant and be irresponsible.

Jian Qiaoxin began to read her own script when she came back from home.

Then he discovered that this script is actually very interesting. This is not a novel whose main line is love, but the main line is actually a suspenseful detective.

It's not so much love as it is really brotherhood.

The role he wanted to fight for was the son of a villa. His family was wiped out, and he was burdened with bloody revenge. Revenge was the motivation for him to survive.

But Jian Xingchen's role is exactly the opposite of his.

Jian Xingchen is a young man who really wants to venture into the rivers and lakes. He has a harmonious family, but in reality he has no real kung fu.

The script gradually unveiled the curtain of a shocking case, and occasionally some brotherhood was interspersed in the ups and downs of the plot.

Overall, it's well worth the challenge.

Jian Qiaoxin watched it all night. If he didn't get sleepy easily, and eventually his eyes became blurred, he could continue to read.

three days later

Media Building

Jian Qiaoxin was sleeping in the car, and Nongbai, who was driving in front, said, "Here we are."

The sleepy Jian Qiaoxin didn't hear it, and it was the manager in front who shouted a few more times to wake him up completely.

Jian Qiaoxin woke up slowly: "Well, are you here?"

"What's going on with you recently?" Nongbai took off the sunglasses he was using to pretend, and was very puzzled: "Why do you sleep all the time?"

Jian Qiaoxin yawned sleepily, and he muttered, "Maybe it's because I stayed up late to read the script and memorize the lines."

This reason is decent.

Nongbai sighed: "It's good that you are serious, don't delay work, look at you recently, you are either sleeping or catching a cold."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded indiscriminately: "Understood, Brother Nong, I'll go in."

Nong Bai came down and opened the door: "Go to see Director Yan today, pay more attention, let me tell you, no one in the entertainment industry dares to play big names with Director Yan, not even the prince Xiao Zihua, this time another You know the leading role, Jian Xingchen, is the one from Mr. Huo's family, and he has to come to audition in person, do you understand?"

Jian Qiaoxin said, "Understood."

He yawned again.

Nongbai: "..."

Why not make people worry!

Jian Qiaoxin finally got rid of the nagging manager who was becoming more and more like an old lady and walked to the media building, only to meet Wen Yuan at the elevator entrance.

Wen Yuan was dressed very brightly today, and he was in a good state of mind. He glanced at Jian Qiaoxin: "Brother Xiaoxin, you actually came to the audition?"

Jian Qiaoxin is no longer sleepy, he nodded: "Yeah."

Wen Yuan curled his lips: "I heard that director Yan Yan likes to pay attention to casting roles, why don't you clean up yourself?"

Indeed, compared to Wen Yuan's heavy makeup, Jian Qiaoxin's clothes were very simple, he didn't even put on makeup, he just put on a light brown coat and a pair of ordinary jeans.

Jian Qiaoxin said: "There is always an audition to change costumes."

Wen Yuan was a little unhappy, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, since that day, he also wanted to go back to find Yan Gan, but Yan Gan didn't want to see him at all.

What's more - his manager didn't know where he got the news, and he didn't care so much about himself.

Although his current assistants and project resources have not changed, the attitudes of the people around him are different!

Wen Yuan stood next to Jian Qiaoxin, and tentatively said, "Brother Xiaoxin, have you and Brother Jian been in love for many years?"

Jian Qiaoxin leaned on the elevator railing, he looked at the floors that jumped a little bit: "Why, come to show off?"

"I……"

Wen Yuan's face turned pale and green again: "I really didn't do anything with him that day."

"Don't you understand?" Jian Qiaoxin stood up a little bit: "There is no need to do anything, it is wrong wherever you appear."

Wen Yuan wanted to say something, but the elevator floor had arrived.

Everyone went up to the same flight of stairs, and there were quite a few people auditioning, and many of them were memorizing their lines with scripts, looking very hardworking.

The door of the audition room not far away was opened, and someone came out of it, attracting the attention of others.

This is Jian Xingchen's first audition. He auditioned for the young son of the Wang family. He is an innocent and innocent young master. This kind of temperament is vividly reflected in him.

Jian Xingchen's appearance is pleasing, with a clean feeling, the baby's chubby face makes people want to pinch it, and the whole person walks very nimbly.

Jian Qiaoxin was watching secretly, and the people over there looked over with a feeling.

Four eyes facing each other

Slowly, Jian Xingchen showed a smile, waved at him, and greeted him silently, before entering the audition room.

Everyone waited, and when the door was opened, Jian Xingchen came out with a smile on his face.

Others were beating their hearts.

Someone came out to call out, and it was the turn of others to pass by. The rest of the people had heard of Yan Hengyang's name, and they were all uneasy.

After a while

"boom!"

The door was pushed open abruptly, and the actor who had just entered came out with a blushing face, his strides were large, and his face was full of anger, as if he wanted to make a big fuss.

The others looked at each other.

In the morning, dozens of people went in, but they all came out red-faced.

When Wen Yuan went in, he glanced sideways at Jian Qiaoxin, snorted coldly and went in, while the people outside waited quietly.

10 minutes later

The door was opened, Wen Yuan came out with a livid face, and left without turning his head. The assistant behind him followed in a panic, not knowing what happened to make this ancestor unhappy again.

The people inside came out again and called out: "No. 28, Jian Qiaoxin."

Jian Qiaoxin stood up quickly. He had already changed his clothes just now, and now he adjusted his hem and walked in slowly, and he was slightly surprised when he opened the door.

I saw a huge long table in the huge room with everything on it, like a second-hand flea market.

Sitting on the chair at the front was the director with his legs crossed, wearing earphones, and humming on a tablet.

Jian Qiaoxin bowed: "Hi Director Yan, I'm Jian Qiaoxin, and I'm here to audition for the role of Xiao Nei."

"Yeah." A lazy voice came, and Yan Hengyang sat up. The young director actually looks very tough, with a half-bearded face and a haircut parted in the middle, lazy and decadent. .

Yan Hengyang pointed to the table: "Go and have a look."

Jian Qiaoxin thought that he would be allowed to play a part, but he didn't expect to let himself go to the table to watch first. He walked over obediently and saw that it was a basket with densely mixed beads, very small beads.

Yan Hengyang said: "You sort it out for me according to the color."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin looked calm: "Yes."

The room suddenly fell into silence. Sitting on the chair, Director Yan continued to play with the tablet, while Jian Qiaoxin, who was sitting on the table, was concentrating on dividing the beads.

The afternoon sun lazily pours in through the glass, gently falling on people's shoulders.

10 minute later.

Yan Hengyang stood up, and he walked over: "How is the score?"

Jian Qiaoxin pointed to a few small bowls nearby: "It's a little bit."

"En." Yan Hengyang slowly picked up several bowls, poured them all back in front of him, and said word by word: "Do it again."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin's heart is already on fire. After working hard for a long time, the air conditioner is not turned on in this room. Even in autumn, it is hot and easily upset.

But he would always bear it, and said meekly: "Yes."

Yan Hengyang raised his eyebrows noncommittally, walked back and continued to play with the tablet.

After 5 minutes, he did the same thing, but this time it was even worse because he dumped all these beads into the trash can, and said coldly, "What did you share?"

Jian Qiaoxin said: "If I have done something wrong, I hope you can point it out."

Yan Hengyang smiled, bent down, and pointed to the book on the other side of the table: "If you copy page 13, I will consider you?"

Jian Qiaoxin's fingertips trembled, he glanced sideways, nodded halfway: "Okay."

It has been 10 minutes now, and he walked slowly to another chair and sat down to start copying. He sat upright, with a peaceful expression, and was surprisingly quiet.

Yan Hengyang returned to the chair, but instead of continuing to read the news, he started to search for Jian Qiaoxin's name on the tablet's Baidu.

Debut for 2 years, group performance for one year, supporting role for one year.

There are a lot of dramas I have acted in, but there are very few scenes

Was blasted out of the rail door, but was bitten

The room was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop, except for the rustling of the pen tip across the paper.

Yan Hengyang rubbed his chin, looked at the table from the corner of his eyes, and saw a young man in a dark green ancient robe with his head slightly lowered, his profile was like jade, demure and gentle, even in the face of all kinds of troubles, he would not hesitate to look at him, Has amazing resilience.

Ten minutes later, Jian Qiaoxin put down his pen, he stood up and walked over, and handed over the paper respectfully with both hands: "Director Yan, I have finished writing, please look over it."

"Oh?" Yan Hengyang took it casually, a little surprised by the delicate and clean writing on the paper.

He smiled with his lips, and looked up at Jian Qiaoxin, but his face began to tear the paper in his hand, and the sound of the paper being torn was clear and mocking.

Shredded paper like snowflakes fell from the sky, Yan Hengyang crossed his legs and said maliciously: "Why, I said think about it, do you really believe it?"

Jian Qiaoxin stood there quietly, full of humiliation, curled up his fingers: "I just want you to give me a chance."

"Didn't the opportunity be given to you just now?" Yan Hengyang made things difficult for him in every possible way: "I'm not satisfied with what you wrote, understand?"

Jian Qiaoxin's voice was dull: "Understood."

He pursed his lips, squatted down and began to pick up the scraps of paper. Pregnancy makes people emotionally fragile. For a moment, he really wanted to rush out the door and not be angry again.

But rationality made people tighten the string in their minds.

No, this is my only chance. Anyway, compared to the anger I have suffered all these years, this is nothing. I have to learn to be patient, and I have to make money to support this in my stomach.

In the huge room, Jian Qiaoxin squatted around Yan Hengyang to pick up pieces of paper, no one urged him, and no one stopped him.

After a while, Jian Qiaoxin put the shredded paper in Yan Hengyang's hand on the table, and said, "Since you were not satisfied just now, I'll copy it again."

Yan Hengyang put on the earphones: "Even if you write again, I may not be satisfied."

"I know." Jian Qiaoxin bowed to him: "I just want to ask you to give me a chance. I don't have to audition for the leading role, supporting role, or group performance. As long as you point out the scene, I can act in it."

Yan Hengyang raised his eyebrows: "Do you remember the lines?"

Jian Qiaoxin said firmly, "I know everything by heart."

The room fell silent again, Yan Hengyang yawned lazily: "Go back."

The change came too suddenly

Jian Qiaoxin refused to leave, and he wanted to beg again: "Director Yan, I..."

"Don't understand?" Yan Hengyang's voice became cold: "Do you need me to ask you to go out?"

Seeing the director's icy expression, Jian Qiaoxin's heart gradually sank, no matter what he said, his dignity was only here.

Jian Qiaoxin bowed slowly, turned around and walked out.

The staff called the number behind him: "Enter on the 29th!"

It had been a day since he came out of here, and Jian Qiaoxin felt very hungry. Halfway to the elevator, he saw someone bent over who seemed to be throwing up not far away, looking very uncomfortable.

The man leaned against the wall and seemed to be in pain, Jian Qiaoxin walked over: "What's wrong with you?"

The person in front of him raised his face, and saw a round and chubby face, probably because he was feeling weak because of discomfort, Jian Xingchen said softly, "It's okay."

Jian Qiaoxin felt that this state seemed a little familiar. He hesitated and took out a bottle of water from his bag: "Do you want some water?"

Jian Xingchen hesitated for a moment.

Jian Qiaoxin thought he was worried, so she explained: "Don't worry, I haven't unpacked this."

"Thank you." Jian Xingchen thanked very earnestly. He took a sip from the water bottle and said softly, "You are really a good person."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin was a little embarrassed: "It's a small matter."

Is this person Mr. Huo's wife? I thought she must be a proud prince, but I didn't expect to be so soft and easy to get along with unexpectedly.

Jian Qiaoxin relaxed a little, and he asked, "I remember you... haven't you finished auditioning a long time ago?"

Jian Xingchen smiled slightly, with a little innocence on his face: "I'm waiting for Dandan, he is shooting magazines on it, and Dandan said he would come to play with me at night."

Jian Qiaoxin thought about who Eggy was, but she couldn't remember anyone in the entertainment circle called that, so she could only nod her head, "That's it."

"Yeah." Jian Xingchen's gaze flicked over Jian Qiaoxin's stomach intentionally or unintentionally, and he said, "But Dandan said that he will be very busy for the time being, let me go first, would you like to go to the manor with me to play?" ?”

Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback: "Me?"

Thinking that the person in front of him is a big name, it is indeed right to make friends with him. If Jian Qiaoxin had agreed in the past, but...he didn't want to get close to the person in front of him with ulterior motives, such a clean person.

Jian Qiaoxin looked at his watch: "I'll forget it, I might have something else to do this afternoon..."

Jian Xingchen lowered his head a little bit disappointed, he grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Oh, well, it will be hard to find someone to talk about Zai Zai together in the future."

! ! ! !

Jian Qiaoxin's eyes widened, his blood was boiling, and he stuttered a lot: "You...are you pregnant?"

Jian Xingchen nodded generously: "Aren't you too?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin pointed at the audition room tremblingly: "Then you still audition?"

"What's the matter?" Jian Xingchen looked at him with big round eyes, and asked, "Aren't you too?"

"..."

This is different!

Jian Qiaoxin's lips twitched a few times, trying to say what was about to be knocked out in her stomach, but she couldn't say it when she reached her mouth, very sad.

After a while, he lowered his head, his eyes darkened: "I'm different from you."

Jian Xingchen was thoughtful, he touched the baby's fat chin, reached out and patted Jian Qiaoxin's shoulder: "Don't be sad, I will take you to play!"

Ugh?

When she was pulled into the nanny's car, Jian Qiaoxin hadn't quite reacted yet, and she didn't know why she followed her like that.

Jian Qiaoxin said slowly: "By the way, how do you know me..."

"Oh, I figured it out." Jian Xingchen was very frank: "It's the kind of people who watch the sky at night and count with their fingers, or, do you believe in monsters? I'm a monster. A bite of seven or eight, and one more."

"..."

I must be dreaming!

Jian Qiaoxin didn't believe it, but he didn't seem to have any other choice. He didn't really believe in metaphysics, but...it seemed a little magical, so he had no choice but to give up.

The nanny's car smelled calming incense, which is very calming and easy to relax the nerves.

Jian Qiaoxin was still extremely vigilant at first, but now he fell asleep slowly after smelling the fragrance. He leaned on the cushion and gradually fell asleep.

In a daze, he could still hear faint whispers beside him.

Jian Xingchen's soft voice came faintly: "He is really pregnant with my future daughter-in-law? But why is the daughter-in-law also a boy..."

Amidst the rambling voice, Jian Qiaoxin slept very well.

After the car stopped, the driver turned his head and saw two pregnant fathers in the back seat who were almost sleeping together with a small crocodile on a pillow.

The driver said softly, "Sir, we're here."

There was silence in the back seat, no one responded, the driver twitched slightly.

Finally, with the unremitting efforts of the driver, the two sleeping people were finally awakened. Jian Qiaoxin yawned and got out of the car slowly. He hadn't slept so well for a long time.

Today's weather is very good, the blue sky is covered with white clouds, and the sun is shining brightly, giving people a warm and comfortable feeling in the comfortable temperature of autumn.

The car was parked in the manor, and the path in the forest had already been dyed golden. Not far away was a large lake, quiet and leisurely.

Jian Xingchen said, "Come."

Jian Qiaoxin followed, and they walked to the lake, where someone was already setting up a barbecue grill, which seemed to be preparing for a picnic.

Jian Qiaoxin looked at the ingredients: "Shall we eat it for the two of us?"

"No." Jian Xingchen was sitting on a small bench beside him holding a fishing rod: "Ajue will come over later, and Dandan, Mr. Fu, and Mr. Yan will also come."

Jian Qiaoxin: "..."

He keenly grasped the last word: "Mr. Yan? Is... what is Yan doing?"

Jian Xingchen supported her chin and nodded: "Yes."

"Oh..." The smart child was thoughtful, and his eyes lingered on Jian Qiaoxin's stomach for a while: "So this cub belongs to Mr. Yan?"

Jian Qiaoxin was shocked, and he shook his head in a panic: "No, no!"

Jane Xingchen smiled.

Jian Qiaoxin, who was hesitating on the spot, came over, he was a little nervous: "Xingchen, please wait... don't mention this to Mr. Yan, okay?"

Jian Xingchen ran down the fishing rod, and said softly, "Didn't you say it wasn't his? Are you asking me to keep it a secret again?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin's face slowly turned red: "You have already guessed why you still make fun of me."

The teenager beside him giggled, looking very happy: "Okay, if you don't want to say it, I won't say it."

"Yeah." Jian Qiaoxin also fished with a fishing rod, he hesitated, "Didn't you ask me why?"

Jian Xingchen simply said: "Don't ask."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, but he suddenly felt that getting along with this person in front of him was very easy.

In the leisurely afternoon, the two were fishing in rocking chairs—actually sleeping.

The fishing rod was casually put aside, and the two people on the rocking chair slept more closely than the other. When the two men walked over together on the tree-lined path, what they saw were two "balls" huddled together on the chair

Yan Gan's gaze fell on Jian Qiaoxin for a moment.

@无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Huo Jue frowned: "Whatever you do, don't even bring a thin blanket!"

The attendants who were cleaning up the grill not far away were surprised. They were busy all the time and didn't notice that the two ancestors fell asleep at some point.

The attendant hurriedly said, "I'm sorry sir, I'll go now."

Yan Gan said, "Wait a minute."

The attendant, who was about to leave in a hurry, stopped and looked back at him curiously.

Yan Gan put his hands in the slacks leisurely, his handsome face gestured to Jian Qiaoxin, and raised his chin: "Take one more."

The attendant paused and said hurriedly: "Yes." @无限好文，all in Jinjiang Literature City

After the blanket was brought over there, the attendant didn't dare to cover it without authorization, but handed the blanket to the hands of the two men.

Yan Gan picked up the blanket on the tray and walked towards the river with his long legs, shaking the blanket half over the person's body.

The sleeping person seemed to feel something slowly frowning, his small fan-like eyelashes trembled, and he hummed twice unconsciously, whether he was awake or not.

Yan Gan stood up straight, his eyes fell on the empty bucket beside him, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

Huo Jue next to him covered his little friend with a quilt, and consciously took Jian Xingchen's fishing rod to guard him and started fishing. Qiao Xin is fishing with a small fishing rod.

The surface of the lake is sparkling, and occasionally a fallen leaf falls, and the years are quiet.

Huo Jue said in a deep voice, "Your family?"

Yan Gan wanted to smoke a cigarette, but there was a pregnant woman who didn't move: "No."

Huo Jue glanced sideways at him, although he didn't say anything, everything contained in his deep eyes was already self-evident.

Yan Gan let out a "tsk".

Although the two are friends in the mall, they have a very good relationship in private, and they both belong to the same type of ruthless people, so they really have a deep understanding of each other.

Huo Jue's fishing rod moved, and he caught a fish: "Since it's not, I'll introduce him. It just so happens that our family likes to be a matchmaker recently."

"..."

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Yan Gan put away the foolish expression on his face: "He doesn't need to be introduced."

Huo Jue raised his eyebrows: "You know again?"

"This is a person under my banner, how can I not know?" Yan Gan didn't think it was wrong for a big boss to know the emotional status of his small employees: "Anyway, he doesn't need it."

Huo Jue's tired eyes have seen too much: "..."

The two chatted without saying a word, and the time passed quickly.

When the afternoon sun gradually slanted to the west, Jian Qiaoxin woke up slowly. When he woke up, he smelled a scent of grass and trees in his nostrils, which was faint and reassuring, as if it was the smell of Yan Gan.

Wait... Yan Gan?

The dazed person on the bed suddenly widened his eyes, but saw the beige men's coat in his arms. Yan Gan by the lake not far away had his back to him. The man was wearing a light white hoodie, looking lazy. Sitting on the small chair, holding the fishing rod in his bony hands, a few fish swim freely in the small bucket beside him.

The rocking chair under Jian Qiaoxin creaked a little because of his movements.

Yan Gan looked back as if feeling something, and lazily said in a hoarse voice, "Are you awake?"

"Um……"

Jian Qiaoxin looked at the blanket on her body and asked uncertainly, "Mr. Yan, this blanket?"

"Do you know why you catch a cold?" Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "You don't bring something to cover you when you sleep, whoever catches a cold if you don't catch a cold."

Jian Qiaoxin: "..."

You are right.

Holding the blanket rather aggrieved, he said in a low voice, "Oh, thank you Mr. Yan for the blanket."

The fishing rod in Yan Gan's hand moved, and he waved his hand: "Go over there and eat something, and pay attention next time you sleep."

After speaking, the man turned around and went to catch the fish.

Jian Qiaoxin paused and didn't bother him. He consciously went to the side to find some food. He is also very hungry now. It may be that one person eats two meals, so he is particularly hungry.

The attendant in charge of food said: "What do you want to eat?"

There are a lot of fruits on the shelf, but there are some ingredients for barbecue on the other side, which are fresh and fresh. When Jian Qiaoxin saw it, his eyes widened suddenly, and the nausea rushed to his senses. Shut up: "Ugh..."

The attendant was surprised: "Sir? What's wrong with you?"

Jian Qiaoxin waved her hand: "No, I have a little... stomach upset."

The attendant was silent, and Jian Qiaoxin didn't dare to eat anything, so he took some melons and fruits and put them on the table.