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Chapter 121:

"Director Fu's gift to Qiqi is to thank Qiqi." Yan Qingchi said.

"Thank you for Chess?"

"Well, it wasn't Yanyan's birthday a while ago. Qiqi drew a picture for him and bought a stuffed bear. Director Fu was there on Yanyan's birthday, so Qiqi told Director Fu that she hoped she could give more to Yanyan. Yan bought some toys, in order to thank Qiqi, Director Fu bought one for Qiqi when he bought something for Yanyan."

After Yan Qingchi finished speaking, he smiled unwittingly, "These children are quite interesting, they are young and have a lot of worries. Yanyan came to chat with me at night, talking about chess, chess and chess. Go to Director Fu secretly, hoping she can buy more toys for Yanyan." He looked at Jiang Mochen, "It's really cute."

"Children, as long as they are taught well, they are very cute. But our family mainly owes the credit to you. When I first adopted chess, I was always worried, worried that I would not teach him, and worried that he would not actually be here with me. Unpleasant. Later, when you came, chess and chess became a lot more lively, and your personality became much more cheerful." Jiang Mochen said with emotion.

"I can't say the same. You brought him out of the orphanage early. For him, it is the greatest happiness. Not every child in the orphanage can have a home. Those who have a home are very happy." Yan Qing Chi said sincerely.

Jiang Mochen felt that there was some sadness in the tone of his words, so he pinched his face, "Let's go, it's time for us to go home."

Yan Qingchi nodded, "Yes."

Soon, the time came to June in the slowly rising temperature, and Yan Qingchi's stomach finally became visible to the naked eye this month.

Yan Qingchi looked at his belly and felt a little strange. He took a look in front of the mirror and asked Jiang Mochen, "Do I look like a middle-aged and fat man with a beer belly now?"

Jiang Mochen was packing his luggage. His previous film "Transferring Flowers and Picking Up Dreams" was shortlisted for the Golden Deer Awards abroad. He needed to attend this award ceremony. As he was packing up, he heard Yan Qingchi's words. Jiang Mochen was a little helpless. looking up at him.

"Is there a handsome middle-aged uncle like you?"

Yan Qingchi touched his stomach, "Although I am a few years younger than you, I have already felt the mid-life crisis early. In the future, when you enter middle age, I can teach you how to relieve stress."

Jiang Mochen was simply defeated by his brain circuit, "You should sit still, Uncle Yan."

"Can you win the prize this time?" Yan Qingchi asked him, "How long will you be going?"

"It won't be long, don't worry. As for whether to win the award..." Jiang Mochen looked at him, "It's not up to me to decide."

"Then if you win the award, how do you want to celebrate when you come back?" @Infinite 好文, it's all there

Jiang Mochen thought for a while, "Or we have a family of three for a meal?"

"Don't we eat together every day? What kind of celebration is this!"

"But I don't seem to have anything else I want. How do you want to celebrate?" Jiang Mochen asked him.

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, "Or call your friends and have a meal together?"

Jiang Mochen chuckled, "Is your way of celebrating better than mine?"

No, but there's really nothing to celebrate. The two of them are now in a stable relationship. Jiang Mochen has a successful career. Although his career is temporarily stagnant, it has a bright future. It seems that he can't find any way to celebrate for a while.

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "If you win the prize, we'll drive when you come back!"

When Jiang Mochen heard the words, he was blocked by this sentence for a moment. Yan Qingchi narrowed his eyes and asked him, "Do you want to?"

"Is this a question of whether I want to? It's just a question of whether you can, baby, why don't you ask the doctor first?"

"In that case, if you win the award, we will drive steadily in the future. If you don't win the award, it will be up to me to decide whether to drive or not, and how many times to drive. You are not allowed to refute it."

"Isn't it miserable that I didn't win the award? If you want to do this, won't your conscience hurt?"

Yan Qingchi shook his head, "A handsome guy like us has no conscience."

Jiang Mochen couldn't do anything about him. He never thought that things would end in this way. He was dumbfounded for a while, but Yan Qingchi was still beside him and said boldly, "You have to have confidence in yourself. The second time you won the award, you have changed from a new actor to a two-gold actor, how wonderful."

"I thank you."

"You're welcome." Yan Qingchi smiled.

Jiang Mochen left at noon the next day. He looked at Yan Qingchi's stomach and was still a little worried. After saying a lot of instructions, Yan Qingchi nodded obediently and looked very obedient.

"You nodded, did you really listen?" Jiang Mochen was very suspicious.

"Don't worry, my mother will come to live after you leave. It will only be stricter than yours. Don't worry."

When Jiang Mochen heard the words, he thought too, he hugged Yan Qingchi, "Take care of yourself."

"You too."

"I'm leaving."

"Goodbye." Yan Qingchi watched him walk into the elevator, closed the door, and went back to the room.

His stomach is a little obvious now, and it is not suitable to go out again, otherwise it will always feel a little strange, so the task of picking up chess is just

to two parents.

Qiqi was puzzled that he had changed from his father to his grandmother to pick him up, and asked Yan Qingchi, "Dad, why didn't you come to pick me up?"

Yan Qingchi patted his head and answered him, "Because grandma really wants to see you, look, every day is chess, father, father, the three of us stay together. But grandma also likes chess, but Grandma can't even see Chess, so I really want to pick up Chess every day, and stay for a while longer, Chess willing?"

When Qiqi heard him say this, he felt a little embarrassed for a while. He felt that his grandmother thought of him so much, but he didn't seem to think of grandma the same way. Go to school, go home."

"Um."

Qiqi hugged his arm and acted coquettishly for him, "Then dad, don't tell grandma what Qiqi just asked you."

"Okay." Yan Qingchi said gently.

Qiqi was very happy, "I'm going to help grandma cook."

"Let's go." Yan Qingchi watched him happily run out, and couldn't help but sighed, the child is really coaxing.

After Wei Lan was busy with her movie, she finally got some free time, only to find that Yan Qingchi had not moved for half a year. His fans have tore up Nancheng several times on Weibo, and even made a picture of three questions about Nancheng.

I asked Nancheng why they didn't give Yanqingchi an event during the rising period.

The second question was why Nancheng did not treat Yanqingchi well.

Asked three times if Nancheng planned to freeze Yanqingchi.

The reply given by Nancheng is very official: Yan Qingchi is unwell and needs to recuperate, so he is currently recuperating.

Yan Qingchi's fans were very dissatisfied with this reply, and continued to tear up the company. They asked how the company was doing well a few years ago, and then became unwell after the year.

However, Guan Mei didn't know how to explain it to them. He could only use Yan Qingchi's account to send a Weibo to try to appease the anger of the fans. But how can the anger of the fans be so easily appeased, especially the fans of other artists in the same period are still under fire. Netizens who do not know the truth all said in the inventory that they saw him rise from a high building, saw him entertain guests, and saw his building collapse. . Some netizens posted on the forum to break the news, saying that Yan Qingchi had offended the senior management of Nancheng, so it was hidden.

Although these messy rumors were deleted shortly after, but Yan Qingchi never showed up, it still caused panic among fans, so that sisters of oatmeal had to tear up Nancheng and tear tubes every once in a while.

Wei Lan couldn't help thinking about it herself, it seemed that she hadn't seen Yan Qingchi since the end of the New Year, and he refused to ask him out several times. He went to film again later, and he didn't ask Yan Qingchi again. This time, while taking a break, the two of them could meet.

So Wei Lan called Yan Qingchi, "Do you have time? Treat you to dinner tonight."

Yan Qingchi looked at his stomach and said in his heart that there is time, but it is impossible to see you.

"No."

"Then tomorrow?"

"Not tomorrow either."

"the day after tomorrow?"

"Not the day after tomorrow." @Infinite Good Text, all in

Wei Lan is not happy now, "Even if you are the emperor who manages every day, I made an appointment three days in advance, why can't you do it?"

"It really doesn't work."

"Why not, Jiang Mochen locked you up and won't let you go out?"

"of course not."

"Then tell me why?"

"I'm not feeling well."

@Infinite good text, all in

"You? Are you unwell?" Wei Lan felt that this was simply unscientific. The last time he saw Yan Qingchi, Yan Qingchi was still alive and kicking. "Well, I'll see you, are you at home or in the hospital?"

Yan Qingchi: "..."

"Speak up, what do you want? Fruit basket? Milk? Or what? I usually have empty hands when I see a doctor, and I don't know what to buy for you, so just say what you want."

I do not want anything! I want you not to come! !

"I just said nonsense, I'm actually fine, you don't need to come to see me." Yan Qingchi struggled to the death.

Wei Lan hummed, "You are still playing tricks with me. Are you worthy of me to check this and that for you? Say you owe me a favor, and that's how you pay me back!"

"No, Wei Lan, I really have something to do and I can't see you."

"You've done something shameful, and you still can't see me. It's not in the hospital, it must be at home, right? You wait, I'll go see what the hell you're doing!"

After Wei Lan finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Yan Qingchi called him again, but no one answered. Yan Qingchi felt helpless for a while, but he couldn't stop it, it all depended on Wei Lan's psychological endurance.

He looked at his belly and wondered if Wei Lan would believe him if he said it was a beer belly?

Wei Lan came quickly, Yan Qingchi guessed that he hung up the phone and drove directly over. He asked the security guard to swipe the elevator card for Wei Lan, opened the door by himself, and waited for the arrival of this little ancestor.

As soon as Wei Lan got out of the elevator, he saw that the door of Yan Qingchi's house was open, he pushed open the door and saw that Yan Qingchi was sitting on the sofa.

"There are disposable slippers and shoe covers in the shoe cabinet, you can look at them yourself."

Wei Lan was too lazy to change her shoes, so she put on the shoe covers and walked in, "Aren't you fine? I see that your face is more rosy than mine."

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