Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 221. Extra Story: Wei Lan (1)

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The waiter wrote down the dishes selected by the two, and went out quietly.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Jiang Mochen looked at the person in front of him, and said considerately, "You said last night that you agreed with my previous proposal to replace your sister and fulfill the marriage contract between our two families."

"Yes."

Jiang Mochen nodded slightly, "Do you have any conditions?"

"Yes." Yan Qingchi leaned forward a little, and said in a deep voice: "I hope you can lend me 50 million before marriage, and I will write you an IOU for the money. According to the bank's interest rate, you will be repaid with interest."

Jiang Mochen didn't think of this. He had guessed all kinds of conditions that Yan Qingchi might ask, but he didn't think that it would be borrowing money, and he said it so directly at the beginning of the conversation, which was a bit too philistine and worldly. However, he himself didn't have a high opinion of Yan Qingchi, so he just grinned inwardly and didn't refuse. It's only 50 million, it's not worth his consideration.

"Yes." He replied.

Yan Qingchi didn't react too much to this. He knew Jiang Mochen a little bit, and knew that he was good at covering up his indifference with tenderness. In the book, the original owner did not agree to Jiang Mochen's marriage, and Jiang Mochen was willing to let him die. Pay for everything that is not too much for him. And I agreed to him, only 50 million, he should not embarrass himself.

"Thank you." He said sincerely.

"You're welcome, after all, we'll be a family soon." After Jiang Mochen finished speaking, he even smiled at him.

Looking at his smile, Yan Qingchi felt that the way he looked at him was far less gentle and polite than this smile. He smiled back politely, "Yes, it's really exciting."

"Do you have any requirements for the wedding date? If not, I will decide the date."

"Okay, but when will it be?"

"In the near future," Jiang Mochen looked at him, "Long nights and many dreams, to avoid accidents."

I really can't wait, Yan Qingchi thought to himself, if he didn't know the reason for Jiang Mochen's marriage, he probably thought he had some other purpose. He nodded, agreeing.

Jiang Mochen saw that he agreed, and continued: "You also know my identity, so even if we get married now, we can only get a certificate, we can't make it public, and we can't hold a wedding. But don't worry, when the time is right in the future , I will give you a make-up wedding and disclose your identity, is that okay?"

Although his words were interrogative sentences, they carried a condescending tone of being in a superior position for a long time.

Yan Qingchi leaned back, feeling that he had already made up his mind on everything, but he still asked himself politely, which was unnecessary. Anyway, it's just a formality, and it doesn't matter. Their marriage is just for the sake of getting married. It doesn't matter what date, whether there is a wedding, whether it is public or not. What is important is the relationship between two people after marriage, the responsibility and entanglement caused by this paper marriage letter even if there is no love for each other, this is what is important.

However, Jiang Mochen is willing to ask, and he is not willing to spoil his interest, so he still nodded gently, "Yes," he said, "I am in the state of 18-line investigation without such a person, but you It's different, you are very popular, and your every move attracts attention, so it's really not wise to get married publicly at this time."

"You understand."

Yan Qingchi tilted his head, "Of course I understand, after all, I am very understanding." After he finished speaking, he blinked slightly.

Jiang Mochen caught him off guard and took him a wink, only felt a knowing blow, a little speechless in his heart, understanding? Jiang Mochen ridiculed in his heart, these four words, you are afraid that you only have something to do with 'people'.

He silently skipped this sentence and asked about Yan Qingchi's new marriage.

The two chatted one after another, and the food was brought to the table by the waiter at this time.

The taste of this private kitchen is not bad, and the two of them are satisfied with the meal. During the meal, Jiang Mochen suddenly said, "By the way, since we are going to get married, there is one thing I need to tell you." He stopped the food in his hand Chopsticks.

Yan Qingchi also stopped, and heard him say in a warm voice, "I adopted a child before. It's a boy. He's five years old this year. When we get married, he will live with us, is that okay?"

Yan Qingchi was a little surprised when he heard the words. When he was reading the book, he didn't notice that Jiang Mochen had an adopted son. After thinking about it, he really didn't see any description about the child in his memory.

It may be because the book is from Xiao Bailian's perspective, so before Xiao Bailian got in touch with Jiang Mochen's child, that child did not appear in the book. he thought so.

"Yes." He replied, "Anyway, we are married, and we won't have any children. Of course, it would be great to adopt a child."

Yan Qingchi even thinks that if conditions permit in the future, he can adopt one or two more. He himself has stayed in an orphanage, so he knows better than anyone how much the children in the orphanage want to get out of that yard. How I would like to have a home of my own.

"Can I see a picture of that kid?" he asked.

Jiang Mochen took out his phone, found a photo, clicked on it, and handed the phone to him.

Yan Qingchi took it. The picture shows a very handsome boy with fair skin and black hair hanging softly on his forehead. Looking at the camera cautiously, his right hand is unconsciously grabbing the hem of his clothes. Yan Qingchi looked at the photo and thought to himself, it seems that this child is not very close to Jiang Mochen, otherwise he would not be so unnatural when facing the camera.

He handed the phone back and said softly, "It's cute."

"His name is Qiqi. He is five years old this year. He is very obedient and quiet. You should like it."

Yan Qingchi nodded, "I think so too."

Jiang Mochen didn't speak any more, just said, "Let's eat."

After dinner, Jiang Mochen drove Yan Qingchi home. Before getting off the car, Yan Qingchi asked him, "Does Qiqi know that you are getting married?"

"He doesn't know yet, I will tell him in the next two days, don't worry, he is very good, he will not have any repulsive emotions, let alone embarrass you."

"I don't mean that, I just think, since we are getting married, do you think I should go to meet him?" Yan Qingchi said carefully, "We can't let him meet for the first time on the wedding day. To my future..." He paused, thought about what Qiqi called himself, and finally said, "Daddy?"

Jiang Mochen didn't think about this question before, but now that Yan Qingchi pointed it out, he felt that what he said made some sense, "What do you think?"

"I think it's better to meet in advance, and it can also cultivate the relationship between me and the child."

Jiang Mochen smiled slightly when he heard the words, "Then what if he doesn't like you?"

Yan Qingchi looked at him, "Didn't you say that he is very good, he will not have any repulsive emotions, let alone embarrass me?"

Jiang Mochen didn't expect that he would use his own words to fight back against himself. He secretly thought, isn't it so stupid? He looked at Yan Qingchi with a confident face, his eyes were as bright as diamonds in a glass cabinet, and said deliberately, "No rejection, Not embarrassing, it doesn't mean you like it."

Yan Qingchi lowered his head and smiled, as if he had the chance to win, "Then you can wait and see."

Seeing that he was so confident, Jiang Mochen couldn't help but wonder how the two of them met when they met. Although he adopted Qiqi, it was probably because he didn't have enough time to get along with him. Qiqi was not very close to him. He was indeed very well-behaved and sensible, but he was too well-behaved and sensible. If possible, Jiang Mochen hoped that he could treat his father like an ordinary child In that way, we should cry and make trouble, instead of being cautious, cautious and quiet.

He looked at Yan Qingchi and thought that it would be good for him to get in touch with Qiqi before they got married. In this way, if he can get along well with Qiqi, it is naturally good, but if he doesn't get along well with Qiqi Well, then, I may have to reconsider this marriage.

"Do you have time lately?"

"Yes, I haven't accepted the show yet, so I should have time for a while."

"That's good, I'll pick you up the day after tomorrow and take you to meet Qiqi."

"Okay."

"See you the day after tomorrow." Jiang Mochen said.

Hearing this, Yan Qingchi knew that today's meeting was over, so he got out of the car and smiled at Jiang Mochen, "I'll see you the day after tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he closed the car door and turned to leave.

Leaving Jiang Mochen alone, he was a little surprised that he was so knowledgeable. If he didn't know the stupid things he did before, I'm afraid he would think he was a smart person. Jiang Mochen shook his head. It seems that Yan Qingchi is smarter than he imagined. Not only does he have a skin that can disguise himself, but also a A heart that is good at disguising himself, but, he sneered, a fox will always show his tail, he wants to see how long he can pretend.

He is young, so the paintings he draws are unavoidably immature, which are standard children's drawing methods, but after Yan Qingchi has seen them, he adds his paintings next to his puppy according to his painting methods a puppy.

Qiqi bent his eyes to watch him draw, and when he finished drawing, he naturally transferred the painting to Jiang Mochen, waiting for him to draw one too.

Therefore, Jiang Mochen's depressed and regretful psychology appeared.

Looking at the painting that suddenly appeared in front of him, Jiang Mochen hated himself for stepping into the house, and hated him forever. He thought it was just Yan Qingchi teaching chess and drawing, and then he wanted to see if they could accompany them along the way, but what's going on now, why does he need to draw too!

He thought for a while, then looked at the culprit again, "Aren't you going to teach him how to draw? That's how you teach him?"

Sui Kui Yan propped up one hand, and said calmly, "Isn't painting just for fun, let's play first, and I will teach him when he is happy playing chess."

"You can teach him now." Jiang Mochen deliberately added an accent to the word "now".

Yan Qingchi raised his eyelids, looked at him slightly, and remembered that he had been staring at him bitterly when he lowered his head just now, and now he had a guess, he retracted the arm that was supporting him, and said slowly: " It's okay, but I'm a guest after all, and you are Qiqi's father, so why don't we teach chess together?"

After Yan Qingchi finished speaking, before he could refuse, he took out a blank piece of paper from the table, and handed it over with a smile, "Draw casually first, and Qiqi and I will get to know your style of painting, and then we Re-division of teaching."

Looking at the smile on his face, Jiang Mochen was stunned by his series of coquettish manipulations... this was intentional! This is definitely intentional! This is fine!

Facing the paper in Yan Qingchi's hand, he didn't accept it for a while, and he didn't accept it, so he could only say coldly: "You draw first."

Yan Qingchi was not shy either. He took a colored pencil and began to draw on the white paper. Seeing that he was drawing so fast, Qiqi leaned over to look at it. After a while, he saw a bird appear on the paper. It looks like a smiling puppy with crooked eyes.