Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 200. Fanwai: Variety show recording of a family of four (6)

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Yan Qingchi didn't say anything.

Except for the 50 million he asked for at the beginning, he didn't ask for anything after that, and he seemed to have no opinion on this simple marriage without even a formality. Jiang Mochen couldn't help but look at the man in front of him again, is he really just because of the 50 million? Is there no other purpose? According to my previous understanding, why shouldn't Yan Qingchi be such a good-tempered person, or is all this just an illusion of his disguise?

Jiang Mochen couldn't figure it out, Aunt Zhang cooked the food at this stall, "It's time to eat."

Yan Qingchi reached out and pulled Qiqi up, and took him to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"What's this?" he asked.

"Tap." Qiqi replied.

"What about this one?"

"Hand sanitizer."

"What about this one?"

"Bubble."

"That's right, Qiqi is really smart."

Jiang Mochen listened to the conversation in the bathroom, feeling a little delicate in his heart.

When Yan Qingchi came out with Qiqi and sat down at the dinner table, when Jiang Mochen passed by Yanqingchi, he reminded in a low voice, "Qiqi is just not talkative, and he is not stupid. He has already heard what you said. Got it."

Yan Qingchi gave him a contemptuous look, "Actor Jiang, you don't usually take care of children, do you?"

Jiang Mochen raised his eyebrows.

Yan Qingchi stood up, lowered his voice and approached him, "It's because you don't like to talk, so you have to induce him to talk, and encourage him after you finish speaking, let him know that his behavior of speaking is correct and is to be accepted. People like it, understand?"

Jiang Mochen was a little confused, of course he didn't understand, he had never taken care of other children before Qiqi, even for Qiqi, because of work, Aunt Zhang and his parents were taking care of them most of the time, this kind of Yan Qingchi didn't talk about technical matters, he really didn't realize it.

Yan Qingchi knew from his expression that he didn't understand, "Okay," he patted Jiang Mochen's shoulder, "Sit down and eat."

Jiang Mochen sat on the other side of Qiqi. While eating, he thought about what Yan Qingchi said just now, and then stretched out his chopsticks and pointed at the dish in front of him with a practical spirit, "Qiqi, what kind of dish is this?"

"Eggs."

"What about this one?"

"Fish."

"What about this one?"

"Eggplant."

"What about this one?"

Yan Qingchi saw that the father and son around him suddenly began to ask and answer the names of the vegetables, and only felt that Jiang Mochen was quite good at learning and using them.

Jiang Mochen finished asking around, and boasted, "I know all chess and chess, it's amazing."

Qiqi smiled shyly, lowered his head and ate silently.

Jiang Mochen touched his head, looked at Yan Qingchi on the other side, Yan Qingchi reached out and applauded him silently, "Awesome". He made a mouth shape, Jiang Mochen was a little proud in his heart, but it didn't show on his face, he just silently picked some food for Qiqi.

After dinner, Yan Qingchi proposed that he would take Qiqi back to his home, Jiang Mochen heard this and said, "I'll go with you, it's just in the evening, I'll take you to meet my friends. "

Yan Qingchi was a little surprised. From the time they decided to get married to the time they got the certificate, Jiang Mochen never mentioned letting him meet his friends. He only took him to meet his parents and sisters, and it was just a hasty side.

The Jiang family's parents were very polite to him. After all, Xiao Bailian had a criminal record. The Jiang family's parents liked him very much. He should also be very happy. As he talked, he also looked forward to the future. He felt that the current trough of the Yan family was only temporary.

Jiang Xingchen, the older sister of the Jiang family, is much quieter and more refined than her parents. If it wasn't for Yan Qingchi's previous reading, she would have known that this beautiful, elegant, and very gentle woman was an out-and-out sonorous rose. , probably really think that this is just an ordinary rich lady.

Jiang Xingchen, the current helm of the Jiang Group, is different from his gentle and pleasant appearance. Jiang Xingchen is very capable and iron-blooded in his actions. Only when facing his own family, he will be as gentle and demure as his appearance shows.

She was much busier than Jiang's parents and Jiang Mochen, so after dinner, she had a brief conversation with Jiang Mochen, and then went directly to the airport by car.

Yan Qingchi thought that Jiang Mochen didn't want him to be too involved in his life, so he never mentioned his friends. But now it seems that he is thinking too much.

"Okay." He said happily. "Then let Qiqi stay at my house first, and pick him up after seeing your friend."

After Yan Qingchi finished speaking, he felt that the hand of Qiqi he was holding was unconsciously tightened.

He looked down, and saw the fleeting panic in Qiqi's eyes.

He realized in an instant that his family members were not familiar with Qiqi, and he was only five years old, and he had always felt insecure, so it was inevitable that he would leave him in a strange place. Create fear.

Jiang Mochen also noticed Qiqi's panic, reached out and touched his head, "Let's send him back first, or," he thought for a while, "Qiqi will go with us. Speaking of which, they also I haven't seen chess yet."

"Okay." Yan Qingchi agreed.

He picked up Qiqi and asked him, "Do you want to meet Dad's friend?"

Qiqi didn't really want to go, he was still a little shy, but he heard Jiang Mochen just said that he would take him there, so he instinctively nodded along with Jiang Mochen's previous words.

It's just that there is no excited expression on his face.

Seeing him like this, Yan Qingchi knew that he probably didn't want to go. He smiled, holding the chess piece with both hands and let him fly around in the air. The chess piece didn't react at first, but after a while, he laughed out loud because it was fun.

Yan Qingchi hugged him back into his arms again, "Let's not go," he looked at Qiqi with gentle eyes, "You just went out to play yesterday, rest early today, and you have to teach tomorrow You can read."

Qiqi looked at him, blinked his eyes, but did not speak.

Jiang Mochen didn't know why he suddenly didn't intend to let Qiqi go, and was about to make a sound, but thought that Yan Qingchi would get along with Qiqi better than himself, so he didn't say anything.

"Qiqi dare to stay at home alone?" Yan Qingchi asked him.

Qiqi thought for a while, "There is still auntie."

The aunt he was talking about was Aunt Zhang.

Yan Qingchi nodded, "Yes, Qiqi stays at home with Auntie."

Qiqi nodded.

"So good." Yan Qingchi kissed his forehead.

This is not the first time Yan Qingchi kissed him, but Qiqi was still a little surprised by this sudden intimacy. He reached out and touched the place where he was kissed, blinked, and watched quietly. Yan Qingchi.

Then, he seemed to have finally reacted, stretched out his arms and hugged Yan Qingchi's neck, and hid himself in his shoulders and necks.

Yan Qingchi thought his behavior was cute, so he reached out and rubbed the back of his head.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Jiang Mochen looking at him resentfully.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Jiang Mochen snorted coldly: That's obviously my son, okay? Jiang Zhiqi, isn't it Yan Zhiqi!

Papa Jiang feels very hurt.

"Well, let me call him earlier, lest I get up late tomorrow."

Jiang Mochen smiled, "If he likes it, I can take him there often when I have time."

Yan Qingchi took out his pajamas from the cabinet, turned to look at Jiang Mochen, "You? Have time? Go often?" He chuckled, "How can a busy person like you have so much time? , Speaking of it, why do you have time to stay at home these days? Are you not filming?"

"It just wrapped up some time ago, so this time is used to make up for some advertising endorsements and magazine shootings, and the new movie will start next month. What about you, have you terminated the contract with Xingyue?"

"When Li Jiang comes back, go through the formalities and pay the liquidated damages."

"How much money is needed, your breach of contract Jin Nancheng will help you."

Yan Qingchi thought about it, anyway, he will be working for Nancheng in the future, and Nancheng's payment is not considered an advantage. He stretched out his hand to compare a number, and Jiang Mochen smiled, "That's all?"

He looked Yan Qingchi up and down for a while, and said rather sadly: "You are really worthless."

Yan Qingchi hehe, "As the saying goes, fish look for fish, and shrimp look for shrimp. I am so worthless, but I just found you who are so worthless."

"You really can talk nonsense with your eyes open."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Every other."

Jiang Mochen was a little helpless, "Don't worry, you will be very valuable soon, and Xingyue will probably be sad by then."

"Then I will lend you a good word." Yan Qingchi said as he walked into the bathroom.

When Yan Qingchi came out, he saw Jiang Mochen reading a book by the bedside lamp.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" He lifted the quilt and went to bed. "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Mochen showed him the cover, which was "The Count of Monte Cristo" by Alexandre Dumas.

"When I saw this name, I remembered the fear of being dominated by reading notes in high school."

"It's still fun, and it looks cool."

"Then keep watching, I'm going to sleep first." Yan Qingchi said, and wanted to lie down and sleep, but was stopped by Jiang Mochen.

Jiang Mochen put the book in his hand on the bedside table next to him, turned to look at him, "Let's chat."

Yan Qingchi leaned against the head of the bed, "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Mochen also leaned back.

Under the dim light, Jiang Mochen thought for a while before slowly opening his mouth and said: "Our family is named after a generation, so my sister is called Xingchen, and I am called Mochen. Our generation is named Chen. Zidai, it’s just that the two of us put this character at the back. Qiqi’s generation just happened to be Zhizi, so I named him Jiang Zhiqi. This name actually doesn’t have such a beautiful meaning as you said. In fact, it just happens to be the turn of 'Zhi', if it is Ruo's turn, Qiqi may be called Jiang Ruoqi."

"However," Jiang Mochen looked at him, "I like your explanation of Qiqi very much. You gave this name a new explanation, and I like this explanation very much."

Yan Qingchi was a little surprised. Although he felt Jiang Mochen was at the door at that time and knew that he should have heard it, he didn't expect him to chat with him at night because of this.

"I just said it casually, in order to make Qiqi believe that we like him, so that he can trust us and show us some of his hidden emotions."

Jiang Mochen nodded, "I know, but anyway, thank you very much for this matter."

"You're welcome, after all, Qiqi is also my child."

"Of course. What I want to say is actually this. Now that I'm done talking, go to sleep."

Yan Qingchi couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, he thought that Jiang Mochen was going to talk to him so formally at night because he was going to talk about something serious, but he didn't expect that he just thanked himself. Yan Qingchi felt that he was a little too serious, but suddenly remembered that Jiang Mochen seemed to be so serious when he apologized to him last night.

When Yan Qingchi thought of this, for some reason, he felt that Jiang Mochen, who apologized and thanked him so solemnly, was cute.

"Well, for the sake of thanking me so seriously, let me tell you a little secret."

"What?"

"Have you ever kissed chess?"

Jiang Mochen didn't expect him to ask this, he thought about it and shook his head.

"You can kiss him next time. Qiqi doesn't say it, but he actually likes this kind of intimacy. If you kiss him, he will be very happy. Kids, it's almost like this. When you were young, your father kissed you Don't you feel very happy too."

Jiang Mochen was still nodding slightly when he said the first half of the sentence, but after the second half of the sentence, he snorted coldly, "My dad wouldn't kiss me."

"Huh?"

"Father's love is like a mountain. Which mountain have you ever seen kissing tourists actively?" He said calmly with some helplessness: "My dad is the most typical Chinese father. Will take the initiative to show it, always a serious look, kiss me? Dreams are more realistic."

Yan Qingchi tilted his head and looked at him, "So you are complaining to me now, are you complaining, do you want me to kiss you?"

Jiang Mochen became angry in an instant, "What nonsense are you talking about, we didn't talk about this topic, I just mentioned it casually." It was really crazy, Jiang Mochen thought, why did he suddenly talk to him about this, he was really crazy Just talk to him about these things!

"Are you angry now? In fact, with our current relationship, if you want me to kiss you, I..."

"Shut up, you." Jiang Mochen interrupted him in a rough voice, then turned his head and turned off the light, "Sleep."