Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 222. Extra Story: Wei Lan (2)

This is an anti-theft badge, but 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 objection to 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 known 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 felt that 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.

Early the next morning, at the dining table, Qiqi heard that he was going to the playground, and he was really happy.

He was holding the spoon, his eyes were wide open, and his tone was raised, "Really? Shall we go together? Are Dad and Uncle Yan going?"

"Yes, let's go together." Yan Qingchi patted his head.

Qiqi smiled happily, with crooked eyebrows.

"However," Jiang Mochen looked at Qiqi, "I didn't notice before, Qiqi, you can no longer be called Uncle Yan."

Qiqi didn't understand, so he blinked and asked, "Why?"

"Because Uncle Yan married me, he is also your father." Jiang Mochen said warmly.

Qiqi turned to look at Yan Qingchi, Yan Qingchi smiled, Qiqi thought for a while, "Then I have two fathers?"

"Yes."

"However, if they are all called Dad, it will be easy to be confused." Jiang Mochen said again.

"You can add a surname," Yan Qingchi suggested to him, "Call you Papa Jiang and me Papa Yan."

"There is no child who calls his parents like that." Jiang Mochen disagreed, he thought for a while, "You can call me father in the future, Yan Qingchi's father, so we can separate."

"Father is a bit too formal and serious, isn't he? Or let him call one father and one father?"

"Strict father and loving mother, although we are both men, in the process of raising children in the future, one must be strict and the other gentle. Compared with me, you are obviously more suitable for the gentle side, so be serious. , this kind of role assignment always makes sense."

Yan Qingchi saw that he insisted, so he didn't refute anymore. He lowered his head to look at Qiqi, and saw Qiqi was looking at the two of them curiously, "From now on, you can call me daddy and him father."

Qiqi nodded, and responded obediently: "Yes, Dad."

Yan Qingchi rubbed his hair, "You are so good."

After dinner, Yan Qingchi took out the book he bought yesterday and began to teach chess and characters. Chess is very smart, and he only needs to teach him a few times to master many characters. Yan Qingchi thought for a while, and said to him, "Qiqi, let's play a game."

Qiqi immediately put down his pencil when he heard the words, and asked him with some joy, "What game is it?"

Jiang Mochen happened to pass by, opened the door quietly, and saw Yan Qingchi and Qiqi say, "Let's play a game where you ask me to answer. Each of us has two cards in our hands, one is like , one is not like, and then I say one thing, let's show the cards together to see if we have any duplicates."