Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 113. One One Three

Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen:

In March, Qiqi started school, and Yan Qingchi was free to take him to school. Qiqi was rarely picked up by him and Jiang Mochen, so it was very novel, and he took his hand and asked him, "Dad, are you not going to work?"

"I won't go for a while." Yan Qingchi said warmly.

"When will we go then?"

"Wait until next year."

Qiqi stopped and looked at him, his eyes lit up excitedly, "Then dad can stay with me for a long time."

Yan Qingchi smiled and squeezed his face, "Yes."

Qiqi happily opened his arms to him, "Daddy hug."

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized something and put his hand down, "Oh, I forgot, my father said that I can't let my father hold the chess, so the chess hugs my father."

After he finished speaking, he opened his arms and hugged Yan Qingchi again, rubbed against his waist, raised his head and smiled at him.

Yan Qingchi was amused by his series of actions, and rubbed his hair, "Chess is so cute."

Jiang Mochen's driver for Yan Qingchi is called Zhang Quan. He is about 30 years old and looks very capable. He has been in contact with Yan Qingchi and Qiqi for a while, and Qiqi is not unfamiliar to him. See When you arrive at him, greet him politely, "Morning uncle."

"Morning chess." Zhang Quan replied cooperatively.

Then turned to look at Yan Qingchi, "Are you sending the young master to school today?"

"Yes." Yan Qingchi said, "Thanks for your hard work."

"It's just my job, sir, you're welcome."

Yan Qingchi heaved a sigh of relief when he heard him calling him Mr. After all, at the very beginning, Zhang Quan called him his wife directly. Although Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen would call each other Mr. and Mrs. each other in jokes on weekdays, but this is the love/interest between husband and wife. Now, he is still a little embarrassed to be called that by others, so he said on the spot, "Change your name, you I am a little embarrassed to call it that."

Zhang Quan said with some worry, "If you don't call me Madam, what would you call me? You can call me Aquan, but can I still call you Achi?"

Yan Qingchi has no objection to calling him that, but he has no objection, which does not mean that Jiang Mochen has no objection. Yan Qingchi knows that Jiang Mochen must have a pretty face if he hears Zhang Quan call him that. So he shook his head, "This won't work."

"Then what should I call you?" Zhang Quan asked him.

Yan Qingchi thought about it for a while, sometimes calling her first name and surname feels like an order, but if she only called Qingchi, Jiang Mochen himself called it that way, so he probably had to be jealous again. Not to mention.

In the end, I can only be called Mr. Zhang Quan has no objection to this title, so the two agreed.

After delivering the chess pieces, Yan Qingchi asked Zhang Quankai to return to the community. The two made an appointment to pick up the chess pieces in the afternoon, and Zhang Quan left.

Yan Qingchi had nothing to do recently, so when he returned home, he simply listened to music—according to what Jiang's mother said, to cultivate the baby's musical sentiment, while drawing.

The drawing is very simple. It is a children's story for chess and chess. Each page is drawn in four grids, and each story has about ten pages. Chess is very flattering, every time after watching it, he shakes his hand and asks him what's next? Yan Qingchi asked him to wait, saying that he would give it to him the next day.

Jiang Mochen felt that it was a pity that he only drew for Qiqi, so he asked him if he wanted to publish it or post it online? Yan Qingchi didn't think it was necessary. He didn't draw these for making money, but because he was bored and liked chess and chess. If he didn't like chess and chess one day, he might not draw anymore. Besides, he didn't have the energy to take care of it.

"You don't need to worry about it. You won't be doing activities for a while. Although Guan Mei has brought someone else, she has a lot more time. She can take care of it."

Yan Qingchi was speechless for a while, "Tell me honestly, do you simply feel that you are unwilling to keep these golden eggs at home if you don't take them out?"

Jiang Mochen rubbed his eyebrows, it is undeniable that he did have such thoughts.

Yan Qingchi felt that he really saw through Jiang Mochen, a profiteer, he squinted his eyes, Jiang Mochen was very knowledgeable about current affairs, "Of course, it mainly depends on you, if you don't want to, forget it."

Yan Qingchi thought about his own small treasury, "Fourty-six accounts, I six and you four."

Jiang Mochen smiled, "What's the use of four or six, you are ten and I am zero."

"That's fine too." Yan Qingchi didn't hesitate.

Guan Mei originally thought that she would never have anything related to Yan Qingchi again this year—after all, the boss personally said that Yan Qingchi would suspend activities for one year. Unexpectedly, not long after the end of the new year, she received a new task.

Guan Mei looked at the picture on the computer, secretly surprised, "I didn't expect, this is still a talent."

She sent a WeChat message to Yan Qingchi, told her plan, and said directly, "So you should give yourself a Weibo name first."

Yan Qingchi thought about it and sent her two words: ToMr.Q

Guan Mei was stunned for a moment and asked him, "What do you mean?"

"For Chess," Yan Qingchi said, "These paintings are all for Chess. If he doesn't like them, there won't be these paintings, so let's call them this."

Of course Guan Mei knows who Qiqi is, but she never thought that Yan Qingchi, who looks young and flamboyant, who can show his sharpness even when recording a show, is actually such a gentle father. She felt a little emotional for a while, "You He is really more responsible than most of the fathers of children."

"That's it." Yan Qingchi has never been a modest character, "Qiqi said, I am the best dad."

"Does Mr. Jiang know this sentence?"

"You can tell him that he is the best father."

Guan Mei was amused by his word play, "Okay, although I don't know what's wrong with you, but you are still alive and well, and your family relationship is quite harmonious, so I can rest assured Already."

"So you were still worried about me?"

"Boss Jiang suddenly said to suspend your activities for a year without saying the reason. I thought you two were going to divorce."

"Don't worry, I can't live without it in the short term."

"What about the long term?" Guan Mei asked him.

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, "I probably can't leave."

Guan Mei laughed, "Then I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years."

"Thank you."

After finishing painting today's update, Yan Qingchi put the drawing on the chess table, looked at his watch, saw that it was the time agreed with Zhang Quan, and went out.

Zhang Quan had already driven the car downstairs to wait for him, Yan Qingchi got in the car, played with his mobile phone in the car for a while, and then arrived at the chess school.

Wearing a mask and glasses, he stood outside the car and waited for Qiqi to leave school. As a result, before Qiqi could arrive, he met an unexpected guest——Zhou Yixing.

Although Yan Qingchi was a little surprised by his appearance, he took it for granted. After all, after Zhou Yixing knew about Zhou Qiang and Yuan Mingxu, he neither stopped nor pretended not to know, but chose the hero to save the beauty to appear in the In front of him, although Yan Qingchi didn't know what he was trying to figure out, he could guess that since he appeared once, he wouldn't appear only once. Sure enough, the second time came.

"What a coincidence, why are you here too."

Yan Qingchi saw that he was still following the persona Zhou Yixing showed when they met for the first time—he didn’t know Yan Qingchi who was a star, nor did he know Yan Qingchi who was Jiang Mochen’s spouse, so he agreed, "I'll pick up the kids from school."

Zhou Yixing looked surprised, "That child was your child that day? I thought it was your brother."

Yan Qingchi smiled slightly, but did not speak.

"I'll pick up my sister from school." Zhou Yixing said, "My sister also goes to school here."

Yan Qingchi nodded, it's normal, they are all in the same circle, and the school chosen by nature is similar.

While they were talking, the school gate opened, and the students came out one after another and got into their private cars.

Zhou Yixing's younger sister came out earlier than Qiqi. She looks like she is nine or ten years old, with double ponytails, but she seems a little unhappy, and she is not very happy to see Zhou Yixing.

Zhou Yixing picked up his sister, and did not leave in a hurry. He asked Yan Qingchi, "Is the matter over last time? It's not convenient to talk here. I know a private restaurant that tastes good. Do you want to go together?"

Yan Qingchi shook his head, "No, I'll go home for dinner."

"Okay then." He didn't force it, said goodbye, and got into the car.

Not long after Zhou Yi walked, Chess came out. Seeing Yan Qingchi, he rushed over like a small firecracker. Yan Qingchi was afraid that he would bump into his stomach, so he reached out to stop him before he threw himself into his arms, and then gently pulled him into his arms.

Qiqi happily hugged him and jumped slightly, then turned around as if remembering something, and waved behind him. Yan Qingchi followed his gestures and saw standing not far away. Looking at a little boy who looks about the size of Qiqi.

The little boy is a little taller than Qiqi, wearing a black children's windbreaker, jeans, and small boots. He looks very fashionable. He is carrying a black car schoolbag, and is pulling a grapefruit yellow car that reaches his thigh with his left hand. Shaped luggage. The right hand is holding a round fish tank, in which is a small green turtle.

Seeing Qiqi greet him, he pursed his lips and walked over.

Qiqi pulled Yan Qingchi by the corner of his clothes and looked up at him, "Father, my deskmate ran away from home and has nowhere to go, can we take him in for a while?"

Yan Qingchi looked down at his little baby, "Run away from home?"

Qiqi nodded, and explained to him very sweetly, "His father doesn't want him anymore, he's not a good father, he's going to sleep at the train station, what if there are bad people at the train station? So let's let him live in our house first. Can he be at home? Otherwise, he is very poor."

Looking at the sadness in Qiqi's eyes, Yan Qingchi knew that Qiqi was probably hurt by the so-called "Don't him", so he patted his head and said with a smile: "Okay , who listens to chess, who made Qiqi Dad's little baby."

Qiqi smiled happily when he heard the words, and then turned to look at the little boy beside him, "Look, I said that my father will agree, my father loves me the most."

Hearing the words, the little boy said "Yes", and nodded politely at Yan Qingchi, "Thank you uncle."

Yan Qingchi said warmly, "You're welcome."

The three got into the car together, Qiqi sat in the middle, Yan Qingchi asked the two of them some questions, and quickly figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

The matter is very simple, the little boy is named Bo Yan, he is half a year old, he is in the same class as Qiqi, and is also at the same table as Qiqi. Boyan had a quarrel with his father, so he ran away from home. His father was also stubborn, and said directly, you go, I don't want you anymore. Boyan pulled his suitcase and left with his pet turtle in his arms.

After Qiqi heard about him, he asked him worriedly, "Then where do you live today?"