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

The group of them chatted and laughed, and soon finished their meal.

This meal can be said to be the most pleasant meal that several people have eaten after they came to the deserted island, but it always makes people feel a little bit lost after eating.

Simply slumped on the chair: "It's really crazy, I actually think that the food I cook may be better."

Jian Qiaoxin, who was on the opposite side, drank some wine and was a little tipsy: "How about we go back and cook for ourselves?"

"..."

After a brief thought: "I want to eat fish."

"Okay!" Jian Qiaoxin patted the table and walked outside: "I saw live fish outside when I came in just now. Let's go kill the fish and do it now."

It's just like crazy thinking.

Unexpectedly, Jian Jian also stood up: "I'll help."

Two people left the dinner table at once, and it seemed much deserted. People who are used to socializing are not drunk at all, this drink is like a joke.

Fu Lou handed a glass of water to Jian Jian, while looking at Yan Gan: "Your one, drunk?"

Jian Qiaoxin's voice came from outside: "Auntie, please give me the knife, I want to kill the fish!"

Yan Gan came to a conclusion: "I'm drunk."

The fish-killing trip outside was still going on, Jian Qiaoxin really caught a fish and squatted in front of the hotel with a knife.

The fish struggled so hard that he didn't even let him get stuck.

Jian Qiaoxin was a little frustrated: "This fish is so annoying."

Jian Jian next to him squatted down, and the night lights fell on the two of them, Jian Jian whispered: "It's very annoying, by the way, what do you hate the most?"

Jian Qiaoxin stopped catching fish. He sat on a small stool and thought for a while: "I hate myself the most."

"..."

This answer is surprising.

Simply raised his face and asked him, "Why?"

"Because..." Jian Qiaoxin sighed, "Because it was a failure."

Simply smiled: "I also hate myself the most."

Jian Qiaoxin was reeking of alcohol, he went to fish: "Why do you hate it, aren't you an actor, you look good, Brother Fu..."

Simply looking at him: "If you say that, aren't you good, Mr. Yan is also very good, you look good, and your development in the circle is also good."

Jian Qiaoxin was silent.

Jian Jian simply came over to kill the fish with a small bench: "I used to hate when people said I was pretty."

His face can't be described as overwhelming, and he was also named a vase by the majority of netizens. When his family went bankrupt, the whole Internet ridiculed him with only one face left, and everyone in the circle secretly bet that he would show up Which benefactor's bed, no matter how hard he tries, others will always only talk about that face.

Jian Qiaoxin was drinking and drinking: "Really, I really like you."

Simply hooked his shoulder: "I like you too."

"Then we...we..."

"Let's settle it together."

"What about the others?"

"Or get a divorce..."

The faces of the two men who had just come out to look for their wives turned black.

The photographers on the side were still recording, Yan Gan waved his hand: "You guys go to eat too, don't waste your time here, I'll take him back to the hotel."

The photographer brother hesitated.

Fu Lougui hugged Jian Jian and disappeared into the camera: "I will greet the director later, if he asks, just say I asked you to go back."

The photographer didn't dare to offend Fu Lougui, so he had to turn off the camera.

At the dinner table, Jian Qiaoxin, who said she was not drunk, leaned back on the chair and fell asleep, Yan Gan bent over: "Xiaoxin."

Jian Qiaoxin was feeling drowsy, coupled with the energy of drinking, she was dazed: "Huh?"

Yan Gan supported him: "Let's go."

Unexpectedly, the person sitting on the stool was shocked, and Jian Qiaoxin instantly became sober. He looked at Yan Gan solemnly, his eyes were clear: "I'm not drunk, don't touch me."

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows lightly: "Really?"

"Yeah." Jian Qiaoxin nodded very seriously, and he said seriously, "I have someone to pick me up."

"..."

Yan Gan leaned against the chair: "Who's coming?"

If you dare to say Feng Qing, Dad will kill you today.

Jian Qiaoxin tilted her head and thought for a while, her fair cheeks were slightly smoky from drinking, her furry head was drooping, her eyelashes trembled slightly, like an innocent little animal.

After a while, he said seriously: "Agan will come to pick me up."

Feng Qing, who was standing next to him, couldn't bear to look at his friend drinking madly here. He just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Yan Gan's eyes.

Yan Gan seemed to be in a good mood, he walked towards the outside of the restaurant, and after a while, he came back and stopped in front of Jian Qiaoxin.

"Little new."

"Ok?"

Yan Gan smiled: "Uncle is here to pick you up."

Jian Qiaoxin quickly stood up, and said to Feng Qing beside him, "Look, Ah Gan is here to pick me up."

Feng Qing:? ? ?

You fucking wake up!

Because the alcoholic couldn't walk well, Yan Gan simply carried him behind his back. Feng Qing's hotel was different from theirs, but the way back was the same.

It was getting late when I was walking on the road, and the small fishing village was not a very bustling place. After [-] o’clock, there were no pedestrians on the street, a bright moon hung in the sky, and there were many moss growing on the side of the stone path green.

Feng Qing looked at Jian Qiaoxin who was sleeping soundly on Yan Gan's back, and said, "Brother Gan, you will go back to the hotel later..."

"What?" Yan Gan supported Jian Qiaoxin's leg with his hand, and walked steadily: "Are you worried that I will plot against him?"

"..."

Feng Qing smiled cheerfully: "How can it be, if you want to take advantage, it's Xiaoxin who takes advantage of you."

Yan Gan: "You can talk."

Feng Qing accepted the compliment: "Xiaoxin... I used to worry that he would have a bad life."

Yan Gan looked sideways at him: "Why?"

"As for Qiu Jian, when I first met him, I thought he was not reliable, but Xiaoxin is a giving person with a temperament that is easy to suffer. If he is with Qiu Jian, he will not be sure. Injured." Feng Qing sighed lightly: "Maybe stupid people have stupid luck."

Yan Gan can't listen to others saying his little rabbit: "Stupid? 683 in the college entrance examination."

Feng Qing: "..."

No, brother, I was wrong, really.

On a breezy night, the two chatters chatted all the way back. Feng Qing originally thought that a president like Yan Gan might not be easy to get along with, or that the connotation of his chat could not keep up with others, so he would inevitably be criticized. Contemptuous, but not, Yan Gan is very talkative, it is natural and comfortable when chatting, there is no embarrassment at all, and the dual quotient is very high.

When we parted, Feng Qing waved his hand: "Brother Gan, I'm leaving tomorrow morning. I saw Xiaoxin happy during the day, and I didn't want to let him down by telling him. You can tell him for me tomorrow, when you have time later , I’ll meet him again.”

Yan Gan looked at the young man standing under the light. He had been exposed to the sun all year round, his skin was a little dark, and he looked very healthy, with a reluctant smile on his face.

Yan Gan said, "Why didn't you tell him?"

Feng Qing was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly understood what it meant. He looked at Jian Qiaoxin's face and sighed softly: "For nine years, he hasn't moved my heart. It doesn't make much sense to say it or not. gone."

Some fates are really strange.

Some people have never been together for nine years, and some people can get married and have children within nine months of knowing each other.

Yan Gan looked at him under the street lamp: "Thank you."

Feng Qing was taken aback.

The corner of Yan Gan's mouth hooked into a smile: "Thank you for taking care of Xiaoxin in those years."

Feng Qing touched his head, put his hands in his pockets, and tiptoed on the spot, so what he wanted to say was turned into a sigh: "Hey, thank you for nothing, I will ask you to take care of him from now on."

Yan Gan was noncommittal.

The two parted ways without further chatting.

The hotel opened by the crew did their best. The room was very clean, and the sheets and quilts were neat. Yan Gan took a look and finally made a phone call.

Within a few minutes, there was a knock on the door.

The door was opened, and Secretary Li stood outside, holding the bed sheet and quilt that Mr. Yan ordered to bring: "Sir?"

Yan Gan gave a "hmm" and took it casually. He said to Secretary Li, "I'll be there in a while."

Secretary Li said respectfully: "Okay."

Because I was on the deserted island before, many things could only be communicated through the Internet and the phone. This time, Secretary Li brought some materials over in person and needed to communicate in person.

After Yan Gan spread the sheets and quilts, Jian Qiaoxin was already sound asleep.

The man walked over and woke up the person: "Go wash up."

Jian Qiaoxin patted off the hand pushing her a little annoyed, muttered a few words, buried her head and fell asleep again.

Yan Gan clicked his tongue, but he has never lacked ways to govern people, so he pulled Jian Qiaoxin up: "If you really don't want to wash up, then uncle will wash it for you?"

"three"

"two"

"One"

The bleary-eyed Jian Qiaoxin opened her eyes in confusion, and looked at Yan Gan, innocently.

Yan Gan looked at his stupefied look, and sighed helplessly, he no longer had the thought of torturing others, at worst, it would be fine to call someone up early tomorrow to wash up, there is no need to toss at night.

The variety show was recorded very quickly, it only took five days, and it ended soon.

On the day when the recording of the program group ended, although several people came here separately, they all went back on the same flight, and because they lived together, Jian Qiaoxin resolutely drove with Jianjian when they went back.

Simply say: "We live close, you can come to play with me with Ranran, our two children are also very good."

"Really?" Jian Qiaoxin half-jokingly said, "Maybe we can arrange a baby kiss or something."

Simply smiled and said: "Of course, but brothers, you can decide which one you like."

The two unreliable adults laughed and talked about their children, and they didn't separate until they went home. After so many days, Jian Qiaoxin's first thing was to find Ranran.

The door to the baby room on the second floor was left open, and the child was still sleeping in the crib when he rushed in.

Yan Gan has already returned, and now he walked to the door of the baby room: "How about it, uncle didn't lie to you, right?"

Jian Qiaoxin's hanging heart finally let go, and he sighed softly.

A phone rang in the room. It was Yan Gan’s cell phone. It was not a heavy phone ringing in the room, which woke up the sleeping child. The cry of the baby rang through the room instantly. Crying made Jian Qiaoxin inexplicably tense.

Yan Gan turned around: "Uncle went out to answer the phone."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded, inexplicably, he felt a little uneasy.

The child was still crying, Jian Qiaoxin stopped the nanny from coming, he picked up the child: "Let me come."

I haven't seen my child for a few days, but now I'm much older, able to crawl, and babbling, although I don't remember things very well, but I haven't forgotten people.

The child felt the familiar breath, and began to babble and grab Jian Qiaoxin's hand, making a "giggle" laugh while scratching.

Jian Qiaoxin was teasing the child when she saw Yan Gan came back after answering the phone, with a serious expression on his face.

Yan Gan entered the master bedroom and changed his clothes. When he came out again, he was wearing a suit and leather shoes. He stood by the corridor and straightened his wrist cuffs.

For a moment, Jian Qiaoxin felt that this was Yan Gan.

Those who are on the island, those who are at school, may also be Yan Gan, but that is only a part, and the real Yan Gan seems to be like this sharp-edged appearance.

Yan Gan felt the gaze, and looked sideways at Jian Qiaoxin: "I'll go out for a while."

Jian Qiaoxin gave the child to the nanny, and walked over to help him tie his tie: "Are you going to the company?"

He decided not to ask such words before.

"No." Yan Gan's voice was deep and magnetic: "Go back to the old house."

Jian Qiaoxin paused, and he had a strong premonition: "Is something wrong?"

Before Yan Gan could answer, he preemptively said: "You promised me that you will definitely not lie to me and make me worry about anything in the future."

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

Jian Qiaoxin tentatively guessed: "Before you told me that Xing Rou had something against you. There was an accident in the company some time ago. Are they trying to use this to deal with you now?"

Yan Gan slanted against the corridor: "Smart boy."

Jian Qiaoxin didn't argue with him, but looked towards the room: "Wait for me to go back and change my clothes, I'll go there with you, I have a way to treat them."

"Really?" Yan Gan looked at him: "Old Yan is back, I'm getting ready."

Jian Qiaoxin paused, he looked back and smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you."