The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

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Jiang Mingyuan looked at the child looking up at him, and wanted to reach out and touch him.

He just got the test report today, even though he was already mentally prepared, Jiang Mingyuan was still at a loss when he saw the conclusion.

He has a child, growing up in a place he has never seen, living a healthy and wanton life, as if he doesn't know or need the existence of his father.

Jiang Mingyuan looked at the painting he got from the kindergarten. It was not only him and his mother, and there was no place for him. He forgot how he felt at that time, and when he came back to his senses, he was already on his way to the night market.

After calming down, Jiang Mingyuan also regretted his rash behavior, thinking that he probably shouldn't have gone there.

What did he come to say? Do you tell Cheng Huan that I know Jiang Xingchen is my son and want to take him away, or do I know that this is my child and I am willing to marry you for the child.

Neither option is suitable.

For one thing, he has never been involved in the life of the mother and child in the past few years. To the child, he is just a stranger. To the child's mother, he is a sperm provider and one-night stand object. There is no position to want this child.

On the other hand, Jiang Mingyuan believed that he would not be able to marry a stranger in order to give his child a complete family. This decision was hasty and irresponsible, and even if he wanted to, the other two parties might not necessarily agree.

Jiang Mingyuan thought a lot, and wanted to ask the driver to turn around countless times, but in the end he still came, hesitantly when he came, and a new idea popped up after he took a step, and was overthrown by himself again, like a cycle.

This state continued until he stood outside the booth and saw the kid sitting by the door.

All kinds of food in the night market mingled with a strong aroma, and the floor could no longer see its previous color due to oily smoke and sewage. This was a place he would never come to before, but his children lived well here.

Jiang Mingyuan couldn't control his approaching pace. He walked up to the child and wanted to call him, but held back the words.

He's just a stranger, and that would scare the kid.

Uncle, you blocked me.

He heard the child say, probably because his eyes were sore from opening his eyes for too long, and after speaking, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes again.

Seeing him at such a close distance for the first time, Jiang Mingyuan felt a lot of warmth flow through his heart, mixed with a hint of joy.

I'm sorry. He opened his mouth, moved out of the way, and the light shone on the area again, reflecting a little dust on Xingxing's face, and also illuminating Qingjiang Mingyuan's appearance.

Xing Xing finally saw what this uncle looked like, and he was quite good-looking.

It's as good-looking as the new doll he bought, but a little worse than his mother. Thinking about it, Xing Xing lowered his head to describe the moon again, and decided to forgive this uncle for once.

Jiang Mingyuan didn't go far, and sat down next to him. He was wearing a neat suit, shiny leather shoes, meticulous hair, and a watch on his wrist worth six figures. He was out of tune with the atmosphere of the night market.

He sat at a position not too close or too far from the stars, looking at the child's side face, he rarely felt a little cramped, he wanted to say something, thought for a long time, and finally started the beginning.

What are you drawing?

The stars had finished painting the moon, and he was painting the ground. He first drew a square, and then drew four legs underneath. It looked like a table, but it was a little misshapen.

Jiang Mingyuan believed that if he built a table according to the way he drew it, it would definitely fall apart before it was finished.

I'm drawing me and my mother. Xing Xing felt that the uncle next to him was good-looking, and he was very happy to talk to him. After answering the question, he moved his position to the side and introduced to Jiang Mingyuan: This is the moon, this is the moon. On the table, there are moon cakes on the table, which I made with my mother.

Mom is very beautiful, I haven't drawn it yet, wait a minute, uncle. Xing Xing said, and moved his position to a place with bright lights, and continued to complete his masterpiece.

Jiang Mingyuan thought this child was very cute, and felt a little lost because of that uncle's name. How could he be called uncle?

After all, he was an adult, and Jiang Mingyuan didn't let that sense of loss last for too long. He collected his mood as quickly as possible, took the opportunity to move his position closer to the stars, and watched him draw.

Xing Xing's attitude is very serious, he doesn't listen to things outside the window, and his small body is straight when he is painting, unlike some children who want to lie down on the table.

His mother taught the child very well, Jiang Mingyuan thought to himself, and his sense of Cheng Huan increased.

Because of the transaction five years ago, he didn't have a good opinion of the child's mother at first. Later, he checked the other party's past and found that the interpersonal relationship was more complicated, and there was no fixed job, so his perception was even worse.

He even secretly suspected that the reason why the other party didn't abort the child, and was born alone, was it for the purpose of using the child for some benefit in the future?

Now it seems that he has a villainous heart. The child's mother obviously cares about him very much. It can be seen from the scene in the star painting. The previous actions are probably due to his youth.

Yes, still young, only twenty-four years old this year.

It's nothing to love to play when I was young, not to mention that I have calmed down now, and my small business is still doing well. Jiang Mingyuan looked around the small booth and thought to himself.

The stalls here are a bit bigger than other stalls. The customers are full, and there are still some people queuing outside. Most people are satisfied when they eat. Those who want to make things must have good craftsmanship.

Probably infected by the surrounding atmosphere, Jiang Mingyuan also became a little curious about barbecue. He called the driver waiting outside. The driver was a little surprised when he heard his request, but he followed the boss's instructions and went to line up.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Mingyuan continued to watch the child next to him paint. As the stars outlined, a figure of a woman gradually appeared on the drawing paper, but it was different from what Xing Xing said was so beautiful. The person he drew looked a little... Strange.

Jiang Mingyuan smiled a little, thinking of the painting he got back from the kindergarten. The people on it were boxy, like a matchbox.

Compared with that painting, although the current appearance is not very good-looking, it is much improved than that time.

Well, as expected of his son.

Before Xingxing could draw his mother, the barbecue that Jiang Mingyuan asked the driver to buy had already arrived.

The meat that had just been roasted and was still steaming was placed on a dinner plate, and was brought over by a fat woman.

Living in this environment, Xing Xing is almost immune to the smell of barbecue, but the smell at such a close distance is not easy to be ignored. He raised his head following the smell, glanced at the meat inside, and smiled at the person carrying the tray. Out of six teeth: Hello, Aunt Xu.

Oh, good Xing Xing. Xu Li put the barbecue in front of Jiang Mingyuan, and asked Xing Xing with a smile if he was tired or hungry.

For the son of the boss's family who has not seen a few times, Xu Li likes it from the bottom of her heart. He is beautiful, well-behaved, sweet-talking and can talk. Why can't she give birth to such a child?

Not tired. Xingxing shook his head, because he was blocked by someone, he put down his brush and had a conversation with Xu Li.

Say auntie has worked hard, auntie, you should drink more water, auntie, tell my mother not to make her too busy.

Xu Li was amused by his two or three words, smiled and kissed him on the face, and then happily went back to work.

Jiang Mingyuan watched their interaction from the sidelines, feeling a little apprehensive.

It's fine for this little brat to kiss his own mother, but how can he kiss others? Look how sweet his auntie is, why is he so dry when he calls himself uncle?

Besides, I would be very upset if I blocked his light, but that person was fine with blocking the light!

He gritted his teeth, swallowed the unreasonable sourness in his mouth, and asked Xing Xing with a little flattering attitude: Do you eat meat?

I won't eat it. Staring at the skewered meat, Xingxing shook his head firmly.

My mother said, you can't eat things from strangers, if you eat them, they will be cheated away.

Xing Xing didn't want to be cheated away. If he cheated, he wouldn't be able to see his mother, so he carried out this warning very thoroughly.

Don't eat it no matter how delicious it is!

His son didn't buy it, so Jiang Mingyuan could only eat barbecue alone.

Barbecue had never been on Mr. Jiang's table before today. The smell of spices was too strong for him to eat, so he gave up after only tasting a bunch of meat.

However, he didn't eat it, and he didn't throw away the barbecue, and the smell of the meat was still there.

The stars were surrounded by this strong fragrance at close range. The more they smelled it, the more greedy they became, and the more greedy they became, the hungrier he became. He couldn't draw any more, so he turned his head and said to Jiang Mingyuan with some disgust, Uncle, change your place.

Jiang Mingyuan was puzzled: ...Why?

Xing Xing sighed like a little adult: You eat here, I can't draw properly.

As he spoke, his eyes flicked to the roast from time to time.

Jiang Mingyuan understood in an instant, and his mind was a little funny. He just said righteously not to come, but now he can't stand it.

Although his son's staring eyes were pitiful and cute, Jiang Mingyuan didn't intend to give him this food.

Too much spice added, unhealthy!

He groaned, and instead of throwing away the things in front of the child, he called the driver and asked the driver to pick them up.

The barbecue disappeared from the front of the tray, and the lingering aroma faded a lot. Xingxing finally came out of his obsession with the barbecue. He glanced at Jiang Mingyuan and fixed his gaze on the drawing paper in front of him again.

It's just that the glutton in the stomach was hooked out, but it was not so easy to suppress it. Xing Xing felt that he was too hungry, so he put down the pen after drawing twice, and stood up with a chuckle.

Where are you going? Jiang Mingyuan stood up and asked.

People come and go here, what if the little guy gets lost?

I'm going to find my mother. Xing Xing replied, trotting to the far right.

Jiang Ming followed at a distance, seeing the stars running to Cheng Huan's side, so he didn't go forward.

It is said that he looks like Xingchen, what if he passes by and is recognized?

He still hasn't figured out how to deal with the sudden extra child, and it's not suitable for him to meet the child's mother.

Jiang Mingyuan moved a step sideways to let others block his figure.

Cheng Huan in front of the barbecue grill turned her head to look, but she didn't see the beautiful uncle that Xing Xing said, and she didn't take it seriously. She opened the box she brought over, took out a box of pastries and handed it to the little guy.

You can't eat them all, you can only eat two, you know?