The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun: 59.059

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"Change residence, why?" Cheng Huan was a little puzzled. He felt that the place he lived now was quite good.

Jiang Mingyuan wanted to say something, but he looked at the driver with his driver's license and swallowed it back: "Forget it, go back and talk about it."

The car is indeed not a suitable place for conversation. Cheng Huan nodded and didn't ask any more questions, just like a cat scratching in his heart, always wanting to know the answer.

Back home, Cheng Huan sent the stars to the study room to play games. He made two cups of tea by himself and handed Jiang Mingyuan a cup: "Can I talk now?"

"That's it." Jiang Mingyuan has already figured out the wording these days: "The stars are getting bigger and bigger, and the separation of the two parents is not very good, which will cause him trouble, so I want to ask you to move downstairs to me. Live."

"Downstairs?"

"Yes." In fact, he wants to let people move to his own house, but things have to be done step by step. Now he can't make this kind of request. He said: "The rent of a family just downstairs in my apartment is due. Moved away, you can move in tomorrow if you want."

He said: "The apartment is not too far from here, so it won't have much impact."

Cheng Huan was silent.

She knows that Jiang Mingyuan has some truth in saying this. Children don't understand this relationship, and they dare to say anything. It's just that those words are heard by others, but they can easily arouse other people's strange eyes. For example, the time I met Lao Liu's family on the plane.

It’s just that reason is one thing, but feelings are another. Cheng Huan consciously feels that he is a little unruly towards people now. No one really dares to know what it will develop into. Deep down, she was a little scared of this unknown.

Cheng Huan did not express his position, and Jiang Mingyuan did not urge him. He drank a sip of tea to moisturize his lips and waited for a while. He didn't wait for the expression he wanted, but instead waited for Gu Mingli's call.

When the bell rang, Jiang Mingyuan frowned. He is also a public figure. He is very keen on the camera. Not long ago, he felt someone secretly photographed at the entrance of the kindergarten. Now he has received a call, which makes people have to think about it.

He didn't think there was anything he couldn't see people. He just felt annoyed and sighed. He stood up and said, "I'll answer the phone."

"Let's go." The people here made Cheng Huan's heart confused. He heard the phone ring and he was relieved. Feeling that the pressure dropped sharply, he waved his hand to show that he didn't mind.

Jiang Mingyuan took his mobile phone to the balcony. The glass doors of the balcony and the living room were closed, only the movement could be seen, but no sound could be heard.

He presses to answer: "Mom."

"Mingyuan, are you still at work?" The voice on the other end of the phone was still gentle, as if it was only due to the normal care of his mother.

"No, come out and do something."

"Really? That's right. You haven't come back for a long time. I'm going to cook tonight. Will you go home for dinner?"

"I have something tonight..."

"What do you want? You can come back after finishing it, I will wait for you."

What the other party said is not a lie. If she doesn’t go back, she can really wait all night. Even if his feelings are average, Jiang Mingyuan can’t do such a cruel thing, so she can only agree: “I know, I’ll go back later. ."

"Then I'll wait for you." Gu Mingli seemed a little happy to make her son yield. Her tone was soft as if dripping water, but the person on the other end of the phone was very irritable.

Jiang Mingyuan hung up the phone, kept the same posture in the cold wind for a long time, calmed down, put the phone in his pocket, opened the door and walked in.

"I have something to leave."

"So early, don't you have to eat?" Cheng Huan recovered from her thoughts, a little surprised.

"Stop eating, I'll talk to Xingxing." He apologized, turned and walked to the study.

Xingxing painted his masterpieces in the study. After a few months, his painting skills have not improved much, but the characters in the paintings have been enriched a lot-a dad has been added as a permanent population.

Jiang Mingyuan knocked on the door and went in. He squatted beside him and watched for a long time. He didn't say much about the red hair painted by the stars on the father in the painting. He even nodded against his will when the little guy asked if he looked good. Exaggerated a few words.

After boasting the stars, and the children were happy, Jiang Mingyuan said that he was going to leave.

"Dad won't you eat?" The mother and the son asked the same question with a deep heart.

"Dad go back to eat."

"Then dad won't be able to eat the food my mother cooks." In the children's mind, his mother's food is the best, but others are not good. He looked at his father with sympathy, his eyes rolled, and he patted his chest. I promised: "Don't worry, dad, I will help you eat more!"

Jiang Mingyuan: "............Thank you, right?"

He bent over and reached out to rub the star's belly: "Let me see how much you can put in your belly."

The stars are ticklish, Jiang Mingyuan just stretched out his hand, he giggled, twisted his body to hide everywhere, and said loudly, "I can eat so much, so much!"

After having a fuss with his son, Jiang Mingyuan's mood improved. He held the star and sat on the stool, then picked up the paintbrush that fell on the ground and handed it to him: "Goodbye baby, let's go daddy. Up."

"Goodbye, Dad." The star waved his hand with a heartless look. When he walked outside the door, he asked: "Dad, are you coming tomorrow?"

"Can't come tomorrow." One day off, he will have more things to do, and even if he is reluctant, he can only refuse it cruelly.

"Okay, dad, go ahead." The star lowered his head and couldn't see his expression. He found a black paintbrush and painted his dad's face black.

……

There was a light rain in the sky, the lights outside the villa were brightly lit, and there were servants waiting outside. As soon as the car door opened, there were more umbrellas above your head.

Jiang Mingyuan thanked him, took the umbrella, and when he looked up, he saw someone waiting outside the main building. He quickened his pace and walked over in threes or twos, somewhat disagreeing: "It's cold outside, mom, you don't need to come out."

"It's been a long time since I saw you, can't I see you sooner?" Gu Mingli smiled and approached holding his hand: "Let me see, is it thin again? You ah , It’s true, don’t always talk about work, you have to take care of yourself."

Jiang Mingyuan didn't speak, but his mother walked into the villa with his mother arm in arm.

As soon as he entered the door, Gu Mingli let go of his hand and pressed him onto the sofa to sit down: "You came back too early, my food is not ready yet, wait a moment."

"No trouble." My mother has always been a noble lady who doesn't touch Yang Chunshui with her fingers. In the memory, the last time she started cooking was not long after her father passed away. She cooked a few dishes to satisfy herself at the dinner table, don't Fight with those uncles and elders.

Because of this past, Jiang Mingyuan has no expectations for "Mother's Taste", his brows are slightly frowned, and his attitude is cold: "There is a chef at home, you don't need to cook."

"Does the chef do the same as I did?" Gu Mingli said lightly, and without waiting for him to say anything, she turned around and went to the kitchen.

Gu Mingli’s so-called cooking is similar to the posture of the ladies of the ancient times. Someone prepares the ingredients and kitchenware. She only needs to open the fire and put the things in. Someone even prepares how many seasonings to put in advance, and personally with the chef. There is not much difference in cooking, except that it is a bit more unpalatable.

Before Jiang Mingyuan came back, she had already prepared a few dishes, and it didn't take long for the rest to be done in a short while.

"Mingyuan, I'm eating." Gu Mingli came out and yelled as the servant brought the dishes to the table. Her apron had not been taken off, her hair was loosely tied, under the warm yellow light, Appears more gentle, she is a good mother who loves her children.

Jiang Mingyuan didn't touch the scene in front of him. He faintly responded, exited the mailbox to clear the browsing traces, then turned off the computer and got up and walked to the restaurant.

"Taste, your favorite vinegar fish when you were a kid." As soon as I was seated, a chopstick dish was caught in the bowl. Gu Mingli put down the chopsticks and said to him, "Don't always live with your little one in the future. The apartment is now. Come home and live. Isn’t it more comfortable at home than living outside?"

"It's more convenient outside." Jiang Mingyuan refused, ignoring the chopstick fish in the bowl, and immersed himself in the meal.

The person who ate this meal was very uncomfortable. Gu Mingli probably kept picking vegetables in order to show her motherly heart. These vegetables piled up into a small mountain in the bowl, and Jiang Mingyuan did not eat it, so she burst into tears. Asked if he was still angry with his mother, Jiang Mingyuan had a splitting headache and almost had indigestion after a meal.

After eating, the servant went to clean up the table. Jiang Mingyuan stood and digested. Gu Mingli next to him continued to ask for warmth, saying that he was wearing too little and what to do if he was frozen.

She sang a one-man show alone for a long time, and she was almost done, and finally came to the key point.

"Mingyuan, have you discussed your girlfriend recently?"

Jiang Mingyuan: "...No." Still preparing for the pursuit.

"I know you don't love me, and I won't rush you anymore. I just want to meet someone who looks right, remember to bring it back and show it to my mother."

She smiled and said: "You know mom, you have long wanted to hold your grandson."

Jiang Mingyuan was holding a water glass, and when he was a quiet listener, he looked up at her when he heard the words.

"Why look at your mother like this, do you really have a son?" Gu Mingli covered her mouth and smiled: "If I have I, I must go to the incense and tell your dad, he may be so happy."

Jiang Mingyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, retracted his gaze, and continued to stare at the water glass in front of him.

Looking at his statement, Gu Mingli gritted her teeth secretly. She also knows that she and her son are not very close, but there are some things that she has to take care of: "If you really have a child, you still have to raise it at home, otherwise People stay for a long time, they will be broken."

She sighed, as if to warn: "The other thing is to keep your eyes open. Now those women outside are very bad. You can have fun but you can't get married. My daughter-in-law from the Jiang family must do the right thing. Otherwise, if you go out to any banquet, you will not be able to take it out. It will only embarrass you."

Jiang Mingyuan can already be sure that she knows about the existence of Cheng Huan and Xingxing, and is not interested in listening to those **** and unreasonable principles. He put down the cup and stood up: "I have something to deal with, let's go first."

"You always have to be busy, forget it, knowing you can't stay at home." Gu Mingli sighed, waved, and let people go.

As soon as the door was closed, her face immediately became gloomy, took out her mobile phone to find a person's contact information, and called and said, "Check for two people for me, and get the result within one week."

"Who is it?"

"A shameless slut." With a sullen expression on her face, she changed her appearance after she said: "There is another possibility that is my grandson. If you find a chance to get his blood, I want to verify it."