Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 268. Extra Story: Wei Lan (48)

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Seeing this, Yu Xihe couldn't help but look at Jiang Mochen, and saw Jiang Mochen frowning.

Jiang Mochen looked at Liao Sibo's back, and the anger in his heart kept rising. He wanted to chase after Liao Sibo to settle the matter tonight, but he was worried that Yan Qingchi didn't know anyone else. During this period of time, Yan Qingchi didn't know if it would be embarrassing.

"Mo Chen." Sun Xun called him, raised his eyes and looked at the door, as if he was asking about his attitude.

"Let him go." Jiang Mochen said coldly, "If he still can't learn to respect and speak well, he won't use it in the future."

He has always been mild-tempered, and he has a somewhat irrelevant indifference towards most things. Now because Yan Qingchi said such a cold word, Yu Xihe and Ren Xu couldn't help exchanging glances silently , secretly thought, it seems that although the marriage was hastily married, it not only has legal benefits, but also emotional benefits, at least Jiang Mochen himself is willing to protect it.

"Okay, okay," Ren Xu said to smooth things over, "The annoying guy has already left, let's not be angry about him, it's the first time my sister-in-law sees us, come on, let's have a drink together One cup, just take it as an apology for his sister-in-law, sister-in-law, don't be angry."

"That's right, there's no reason for a good night to turn your mood away for someone else." Yu Xihe winked at Sun Xun while talking, and Sun Xun quickly went to get the wine glass.

Yan Qingchi has never been a character who can't show his hands, so he smiled, took their wine, and drank a glass with them.

This matter has been revealed.

When everyone was done playing, Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi planned to leave. They both drank and couldn't drive. Jiang Mochen is also a public figure, so he simply called his assistant over.

In the quiet carriage, Yan Qingchi sat by the window, opened the window slightly in the night, and watched the wind blowing outside the window.

Jiang Mochen looked at him quietly.

After arriving at the destination, the assistant said a few words to Jiang Mochen and left.

Yan Qingchi was a little sleepy, reached out to push the car door, and was about to get out of the car, but suddenly heard Jiang Mochen say, "I'm sorry."

Yan Qingchi looked back at him, and saw Jiang Mochen's serious face, "Liao Sibo is my friend about today's matter, but I'm sorry for embarrassing you in public."

Yan Qingchi didn't expect him to apologize to himself so seriously, he thought the matter was over, after he slapped Liao Sibo in the face and asked him to apologize, he didn't expect Jiang Mochen to still care about it .

Is this matter related to Jiang Mochen? Of course there was, that was his friend, but he spoke ill of him directly, he didn't restrain his friend well, of course he was at fault. However, there are only mistakes. The mouth is on Liao Sibo, even if he once swore to Jiang Mochen that he would definitely conflict with him, who can guarantee that he will not suddenly change his mind and insult him openly?

In the final analysis, Liao Sibo's embarrassment is only because he is not Yuan Mingxu, has nothing to do with Jiang Mochen, and has nothing to do with himself. If anyone who is not Yuan Mingxu appears next to Jiang Mochen today, he will have this kind of result . Therefore, there is no need to haggle over every detail.

Yan Qingchi doesn't like people who care about these things very much. For him, whoever is sorry for him, he just needs to learn a lesson and go back. He has the ability to solve things, so there is no need to worry about this kind of things that have already been solved Keep wasting time and energy.

He smiled, "So, you just kept staring at me because of this?"

"Of course not." Jiang Mochen retorted habitually.

He looked at Yan Qingchi, wondering why the other party asked this suddenly, and then remembered that he had indeed stared at him for a long time just now, and was a little embarrassed for a while, but because of the things he cared about now, he could only continue to be serious Said, "Liao Sibo and I are both responsible for what happened today, there will be no next time, I assure you."

"Okay." Yan Qingchi's tone was crisp.

Jiang Mochen was a little confused, "Aren't you angry?"

"Angry is of course angry, but I also taught him a lesson, and he apologized to me. Once you come and go, the matter is over."

"You are in a good mood."

"Otherwise?" Yan Qingchi looked at him, "Are you going to keep getting angry and questioning you about your friend? Do you want me to do this?"

"I hope you really don't get angry anymore, instead of perfunctory me because you worry about me."

For some reason, Yan Qingchi heard a trace of tenderness from these words.

He thought for a while and asked, "So, you really don't want to make me angry, do you want me to be happy?"

"Yeah."

"Then how about this, you promise me one thing, I will completely forget about it, and when I see your friends next time, I will treat them as the first time I see them."

"What is it?"

"Come with me and Qiqi to the playground tomorrow." Yan Qingchi said cheerfully.

Jiang Mochen was stunned for a long time, then he laughed, "That's it?"

"That's it."

Jiang Mochen looked at him, and felt like laughing for some reason. He originally thought that Yan Qingchi would make a request related to himself or money, but he didn't expect that it would be to accompany Qiqi to the playground. He thought about it, and it seemed that he had never taken Qiqi to parks, playgrounds and the like.

He has not adopted Qiqi for a long time, and he is busy with work. Aunt Zhang and his parents are taking care of him most of the time. He just watched TV with him and talked with him occasionally when he came home. Even because Qiqi didn't like to talk, most of the time, he just looked at him, expressed his concern, and left.

But now, Yan Qingchi proposed to take him to the playground.

Jiang Mochen was a little ashamed, but somehow happy.

He turned to look at Yan Qingchi, who was also looking at him. In the quiet carriage, he sat quietly, under the dim light, like a very charming picture scroll, covered with a layer of haze, mysterious and attractive.

"You really care about chess." He said softly.

"Chess is still young, just a child. As fathers, we naturally have to be more careful."

"You're right." He said, "So I promise you."

"Then I'll thank you for Qiqi." Yan Qingchi smiled, "I'll tell Qiqi the news tomorrow. No, like this, don't we have to go the day after tomorrow?"

Jiang Mochen smiled slightly when he heard the words, but did not speak.

"Then the day after tomorrow. In this way, tell Qiqi tomorrow, so that Qiqi can have another day of fun."

"What about you, are you happy one more day too?" Jiang Mochen turned to him and asked him.

Yan Qingchi originally wanted to say that I am such an old man, how could I be happy about such a thing, but seeing his gentle questioning eyes, he swallowed the words that came to his lips again.

"Well, I'll have another day of fun too." He bent his eyes, and as expected, he saw a smile on Jiang Mochen's face.

"Let's go." Jiang Mochen pushed open the car door, "It's getting late, it's time to go home."

They are sitting on chairs in the master bedroom with a small coffee table in the middle. Yan Qingchi felt that just drinking was boring, so he suggested to play something. Jiang Mochen thought about it, found a deck of poker in the drawer, and started playing.

Yan Qingchi played poker with him, drank wine and talked with him.

Jiang Mochen didn't talk much at first, but after drinking too much, he began to express emotion one after another.

At the end of the game, the two of them ignored the poker, but leaned on their chairs and talked, complaining about their inner unhappiness.

Jiang Mochen didn't understand very much, "Do you think I am obsessed with ghosts, otherwise why would I like someone so aggrieved?"

Yan Qingchi knew that he was talking about Xiao Bailian, so after thinking about it, he could only reply, "Probably."

Jiang Mochen was silent for a while, then suddenly turned to him and asked, "Have you ever liked anyone?"

"No." Yan Qingchi denied it habitually, and Jiang Mochen hummed, "You are not authentic, you just broke up with your boyfriend."

Yan Qingchi said in his heart that he is not my boyfriend.

However, talking about this matter will involve his own time travel, so he smiled perfunctorily, "We broke up, and I don't like it anymore."

Jiang Mochen was also really a little drunk, so he didn't hold on to him any longer, and nodded with a "hmm" and said, "Yes, I don't like it for a long time."

Yan Qingchi turned his head to look at him, and saw a bit of confusion in his face, muttering, "I don't like it anymore."

"Then remember what you said."

"Of course I remember," he turned to look at Yan Qingchi, "I still remember that we got the certificate today."

After he finished speaking, he stood up suddenly, walked directly in front of Yan Qingchi, and hugged him, "Go, it's time for us to bridal chamber."

Yan Qingchi originally wanted to struggle to get down, but when he heard this, he was stunned, "What did you say?"

Jiang Mochen turned around and took a few steps, threw him on the bed, and began to unbutton his shirt, "What else can I say, we're married, so it's time to fulfill our husband and wife obligations."

Who wants to fulfill your husband and wife obligations with you! ! ! Yan Qingchi almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He rolled around on the bed and got out of bed. Seeing that he was about to slip, Jiang Mochen took a step with his long legs and grabbed him, "Why, dare you get married and dare not drive."

"You're already drunk, and you want to drink and drive?" Yan Qingchi looked down, didn't he say that having **** after drinking is nonsense.

Jiang Mochen saw his gaze, and he had a rare connection with him, "You can try it, see how drunk I am, and whether I can drink and drive."

"One drop of wine for the driver, two tears for relatives." Yan Qingchi tried to persuade him.

Jiang Mochen had a gentle look on his face, "Don't worry, your relatives will never cry twice, and if you die, you will cry twice."

Yan Qingchi struggled and said, "Look, you also learned how to draw from me."

Jiang Mochen snorted, "That counts?"

"Of course it counts! Although it's not official, you can be a teacher for a day and be a father for life. You can't treat your father like this."

"When we drive to the edge of the city, please remind me of this, Dad."

Yan Qingchi was helpless, "Why don't you listen to advice."

Jiang Mochen pulled him back and pressed him firmly under him, "You don't listen."

After he finished speaking, he began to unbutton Yan Qingchi's clothes.

Yan Qingchi pressed his hand, "The last question, can you accept us once?"

Jiang Mochen leaned closer to him, his lips were almost close to his lips, and he said, "Baby, I can accept that I come a few more times a night."

Yan Qingchi understood, he let go of his hand, spread it to both sides, and put on a look of generosity to die, "Come on, let's make a quick decision."

Jiang Mochen felt that he was really a little drunk, but he still thought Yan Qingchi like this was cute, he patted Yan Qingchi's face, "That's a bit difficult."

Facts have proved that what Jiang Mochen said is still very informative. When he came down from Qiuming Mountain and returned to the center of the city, Yan Qingchi lay on the bed, feeling the fatigue of his body, and deeply felt that Jiang Mochen was indeed worthy of being the protagonist in the book, and he had the halo of being a good protagonist.