Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 198. Fanwai: Variety show recording of a family of four (4)

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When Yan Qingchi heard the resurgence of old love, he knew that Jiang Mochen had really investigated him, and also knew about the past between the original owner and Li Xinran. He thought about it and asked, "Do you think you are good enough?"

"Of course." Jiang Mochen said confidently.

"That's right." Yan Qingchi leaned on the back of the chair, and said calmly: "Since you are good enough, and I face you all day long, why do you still like others?"

Jiang Mochen was taken aback by his rhetorical question, this sentence...why does it seem to be flirting with him...

Yan Qingchi patted him on the shoulder, "Don't think so much. When you should like it, it's useless to say so much now. If you shouldn't like it, it's even more useless for you to say these words Remember what I said, the past is over, don't look back in the future, and don't do things that are sorry to each other, even if it is to give Qiqi a normal growth environment, even if you and I don't have love, we must create A peaceful and warm look, understand?"

Jiang Mochen reached out and took his hand down, "Don't worry, Qiqi is my son, I care more about him than you do."

"That's the best." After Yan Qingchi finished speaking, he didn't stay any longer, and said goodbye to him, got out of the car, and walked to his own community.

Jiang Mochen watched him step by step towards the car away from him, and frowned silently. Yan Qingchi's back is very good-looking, not only good-looking, but also indifferent and unrestrained. He looked at it quietly, and remembered what he said just now. Combined with Yan Qingchi, who is stupid and pretentious, he was a little confused for a moment, what kind of personality is this person? Is it true that he married himself just for the 50 million?

He thought of Yan Qingchi's sentence just now: I face you all day, why do I like others. Jiang Mochen was suddenly a little irritable, he couldn't, he likes himself, right?

It's just that before this idea had time to germinate, he pushed it back into the soil again. As far as he is concerned, it doesn't matter whether he likes Yan Qingchi or not, so since he doesn't like Yan Qingchi, there is no need for him to speculate on other people's minds.

He restrained his thoughts, and the moment Yan Qingchi entered the community, he turned the car around and drove back. He doesn't need and doesn't want to spend any time here at Yan Qingchi, he just lives with a partner, each takes what he needs, and doesn't need so much pursuit.

Soon, Yan Qingchi got the certificate with Jiang Mochen on a sunny day. The marriage certificate was very red, no different from the ones he had seen before crossing. He looked at the marriage certificate in his hand and heaved a long sigh.

Jiang Mochen looked at him, "What, do you regret it?"

"That's not true, I'm just feeling that my short but pleasant single life ended like this. Haven't you heard that marriage is the tomb of love, we..."

"There is no love between us." Jiang Mochen interrupted him to remind.

"That's even more terrifying," Yan Qingchi looked at him, "An ordinary marriage is like a cemetery, but for us, it's a barren grave with no end in sight!"

Jiang Mochen: ...

"Would you like to have a drink with me and lament the single happiness that has left us?" Yan Qingchi asked him.

The two of them have also been together for a while, and they are much more familiar with each other than when they first met, so that Jiang Mochen has lost his gentle appearance, revealing the not so beautiful inside under his beautiful skin.

Sure enough, after hearing his invitation, Jiang Mochen let out a "huh", "I don't have time."

Yan Qingchi felt that he missed the Jiang Mochen he met at the beginning, so he still pretended to be gentle, unlike now, he has exposed his indifferent nature without fear.

He pretended to be shocked, and looked at the person in the driver's seat in disbelief, "Today is the day for us to get the certificate, you told me that you don't have time? What you said before, you will fulfill the responsibility of a husband, Will you try your best to satisfy my request?" Yan Qingchi shook his head and said with emotion: "Sure enough, all good-looking men are deceptive."

Jiang Mochen looked at him coldly, "When you say this, you can first look at your face in the mirror."

"I'm different," Yan Qingchi said calmly, "I never lie to anyone, you see, I said I promised to marry you, so let's get married." He raised the marriage certificate in his hand.

Jiang Mochen was helpless, "Where are you going?"

"You asked me where I was going when you wanted to go out on your own? Of course you sent me home."

Jiang Mochen rolled his eyes at him, and drove towards home.

After arriving in the community, Yan Qingchi unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get out of the car. Jiang Mochen also unbuckled his seat belt, "Why, did you leave something at home?"

"Yeah, the wine is at home."

Yan Qingchi nodded, but suddenly reflected, wait, did he... agree to drink with him?

He turned his head and asked tentatively, "Are you still in the same place?"

"What?"

"Me!" Yan Qingchi pointed to himself.

Jiang Mochen was amused by him, but he didn't speak, noncommittal.

Yan Qingchi knew that he had guessed right, got out of the car, closed the door, and gave him a nice smile, "I take back what I said earlier, I think you are pretty good, just like me, with good looks and character." Proportional."

Jiang Mochen closed the car door and looked at him, "No need, you and I are completely different," he pointed at Yan Qingchi, then at himself, "You two, understand?"

"Understood." Yan Qingchi responded perfunctorily.

He felt that Jiang Mochen seemed to be more reasonable than he imagined, and he was a bit more stubborn.

"Next time I can teach chess to draw ducks."

"What did you say?" Jiang Mochen asked him.

"What about the painting class of chess and chess? What, do you want to come together?"

Jiang Mochen snorted coldly, fully expressing his dissatisfaction with his eyes.

Yan Qingchi thought it was a little funny, so he bumped his arm, "Are you really not coming? One-to-two small class teaching, free private tutoring, and packaged sessions. I can't continue to attend classes."

Jiang Mochen stopped in his tracks.

"Why don't you leave?" Yan Qingchi asked him.

"I'm afraid that the smell of alcohol will affect Teacher Yan's class. Teacher Yan should drink alone and get drunk."

"Don't," Yan Qingchi went to pull him, "What's the point of drinking and getting drunk alone, I like to get drunk and make beautiful women into pairs."

Jiang Mochen sneered.

"Don't worry, Teacher Yan won't be in class today." Yan Qingchi assured him, "You have to trust me."

Jiang Mochen looked at the sky speechlessly, and walked forward silently. Yan Qingchi quickly followed and entered the elevator with him.

Then you really misunderstood him, Yan Qingchi secretly thought. He really didn't notice Jiang Mochen's liking for boys in his early years. The reason why he discovered it at this age is entirely because he met Xiao Bailian at this age, and his love began.

Xiao Bailian is naturally the subject of this book. This little Bailian is soft and easy to overthrow, and she will groan at every turn. Shou likes her senior during school, but it is a pity that the senior is a straight man. When the little boy was chasing after him pitifully, it broke with a "baji" sound, and he picked it up crying and prepared to stick it together, but Jiang Mochen saw it.

Jiang Mochen was born in a wealthy family, and he is good enough. He won the Best Actor Award at the Golden Osmanthus Awards and became the Best Actor of the Golden Osmanthus Award.

In the first half of his life, he has met countless men and women since he was a child, and there are also many young and good-looking girls who chase after him and give him explicit hints. But Jiang Mochen only thought he was blind until he met Shou. It was as if Jiang Mochen had been possessed by a ghost, and he didn't know what he liked about this, so he rushed to give him warmth. If you don’t have a suitable role, I’ll help you; if you don’t have magazine resources, I’ll take you; if you don’t have an advertising endorsement, I’ll share my endorsements with you; you’re almost on the verge of ending up with Xiaobailian and frying CP.

But no matter what he does, this out-and-out white lotus always abides by his own white lotus persona, while Jiang Mochen has something to do, and he has nothing to do with seniors, while crying and shouting, don't do this, I can't In this way, I have someone I like, ying ying.

Therefore, there is a scene where Xiaobailian chases love for thousands of miles and goes abroad, and Jiang Mochen learns from it and wants to get married.

According to the direction of the original book, the original owner rejected Jiang Mochen. Although Jiang Mochen had no feelings for the original owner, he was frustrated by Xiao Bailian and the original owner one after another. up. Xiao Bailian knew that Jiang Mochen had plans to get married, so she talked about getting married, after all, there is no one who doesn't have a family. At the same time, he said that he felt that he would not be able to hold on any longer. He might not have a home of his own in his life.

Jiang Mochen would not be willing to let his sweetheart be so sad, he immediately said that he would not, if Xiao Bailian wanted it, he could give him a home. Xiao Bailian just smiled on the other end of the phone, noncommittal.

Alas, Yan Qingchi sighed, those who knew it was the male lead, those who didn't know thought it was the male supporting role.

Yan Qingchi felt that he was really miserable. A good-natured person slept at home and traveled to the sky. He just wanted to be the little prince of the family in peace and stability. Why did he choose someone who was so unprogressive and ambitious? man!

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Yan Qingxi saw that he had been silent, poked him.

Yan Qingchi turned to look at her, "Where are your parents?"

Yan Qingxi pointed to the master bedroom, "Let's discuss what to do inside."

"I'll go and have a look." Yan Qingchi stood up and walked over.

Through the door, one could faintly hear the conversation of Yan's parents. Yan Qingchi stood and listened for a while, and then heard Yan's mother crying: "It's all your fault, I told you that classmate couldn't believe it, You have to believe it, it’s all right now, fifty million, what do we have to pay back? The Jiang family also said that they can’t marry Xiaoxi, now let’s go and raise fifty million.”

"Either we ask them to borrow money, or we can be friends if we can't be in-laws. After all, Dad and Mr. Jiang have such a good relationship."

"If Mr. Jiang is alive, you can still believe what you said, but the old man has already gone. Even for such an important matter as a kiss today, his parents didn't come. Only Xiaochen came alone. Do you want to be friends with us?"

"Then what should we do? You can't really let Xiaochi get married. Xiaochi doesn't like boys. If you let him marry Xiaochen, that's not embarrassing the child."

"Sigh," Father Yan sighed, "I'll think of a way and see if there are other ways."

Mother Yan seemed to be crying, and sobs came out intermittently from the house, "What should I do? Why did this happen to me?"

Yan Qingchi only remembered now, yes, he had forgotten that in the original book, the parents of the original owner still owed money. He sighed helplessly in his heart, what else can he do, marriage is undoubtedly the easiest and fastest way. Fifty million yuan, not five thousand yuan, how can it be possible to say that there is one, if not, is it really waiting for the enemy to come to the door and fight the other party's wits? Of course he has no problem, but what if the other party takes Yan Qingxi? Thinking of this, Yan Qingchi felt that it would be better to get married. After getting married, he asked Jiang Mochen to borrow 50 million to settle his family affairs and his lifelong affairs.

The original owner is blind, but he is not blind. Jiang Mochen is handsome and rich, and he has no shortcomings except for being blind for a while. Besides, if he married Jiang Mochen, the plot of this little book would be completely useless. Then, he could treat this place as another real world and live well.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingchi turned around and knocked on the door.

Opening the door in the astonishment of Yan's father and Yan's mother, he looked at the couple whose faces were still shocked, looked at Yan's mother's red eyes, and said with a bright smile, "I heard from Xiaoxi that her The marriage partner can't get married with her, and you want to marry me?"

Mother Yan stood up, stumbling unnaturally, "Xiaoxi, this girl knows nonsense, don't, don't listen to her."

"Really?" Yan Qingchi leaned against the door frame, "I was about to agree, Mom and Dad, I was afraid to scare you before, so I never told you about it. In fact, I have always liked boys. I'm not interested in girls."

Yan's mother was startled for a moment, and Yan's father asked him in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"I said, since I happen to like boys too, and so does Jiang Mochen, then it's better to follow what he said and let's get married. Anyway, he should have good conditions, and he is a good match for me."

Father Yan was shocked.

"Are you serious?" Mother Yan asked cautiously.

Yan Qingchi nodded, "It just so happens that I have reached the legal age for marriage, so I can get married too."

Yan's father and Yan's mother stared at him blankly, not knowing what to say.

Yan Qingchi was still smiling, the cloud was light and the wind was light, warm and casual, he said, "Go ahead and chat, I'll go see what dishes are in the kitchen, I recorded a variety show a few days ago and learned a few dishes, just right Show me a hand." After finishing speaking, he thoughtfully closed the door.