The male gods are vying to be my father

Rong Zhi quietly turned over under the blanket.

What Zhou Jing said to him still rang in his mind.

Lifting the quilt, Rong Zhi secretly glanced outside.

The lights in the room have been turned off, and a figure can still be seen vaguely on the sofa.

That is Yue Zheng.

Rong Zhi's condition has stabilized, in fact, there is no longer any need for three men to stay by his side all the time.

But Yue Zheng forced himself to stay.

Maybe it was because he slept too much these days, Rong Zhi stared at the figure for a while, but still couldn't fall asleep.

Rong Zhi had no choice but to pull down the quilt, stared at the ceiling and started counting sheep.

One roasted whole lamb, two roasted whole lambs, three roasted whole lambs...

"belch."

Rong Zhi clutched his stomach and hiccupped under the blanket.

In the silent night, this hiccup was particularly loud.

Rong Zhi hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

But Yue Zheng still sat up from the sofa.

"Rong Zhi?"

"Hmm." Rong Zhi responded in a low voice.

Yue Zheng fumbled to turn on the floor lamp beside the sofa, then got up and walked over.

"Uncomfortable again?" he asked.

Rong Zhi hurriedly shook his head.

Yue Zheng took his hand covering his mouth: "Want to vomit?"

Rong Zhi still shook his head.

Yue Zheng understood: "Hungry?"

Rong Zhi then nodded slowly, not too embarrassed: "Well."

"What to eat?"

"Roast...roast whole lamb."

Yue Zheng raised his eyebrows: "You can't sleep and you're counting sheep...you counted on roasted whole sheep?"

Rong Zhi didn't say anything, just blinked his eyes, staring at Yue Zheng purely and innocently.

Yue Zheng took out his mobile phone and called for a supper.

"A barley milk porridge, a black gold quicksand bag, and..." Yue Zheng's eyes swiveled on Rong Zhi, "There is also a wine glutinous rice dumpling."

Rong Zhi's eyes lit up.

After the phone call, Yue Zheng sat down next to the bed and asked, "Why can't you sleep?"

"Too much sleep."

"Isn't it because of what Zhou Jing said to you?" Yue Zheng raised his hand to help him tuck the corner of the quilt.

"How do you know?" Rong Zhi looked up at him.

Yue Zheng lowered his eyes, and he happened to be able to catch a glimpse of Rong Zhi's small pointed chin. Under the warm-toned light, it seemed to be coated with a layer of honey color, which made people want to reach out and pinch it.

Yue Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "It seems that he was also involved in that research project back then."

"What kind of research project?"

"How to effectively screen out good genes and eliminate bad ones..." Yue Zheng's voice was slightly cold, "This is roughly the research project."

"Have your genes been used in the project?"

"Well, maybe it's not just us."

Having said that, the doorbell rang suddenly.

"Your supper is here." Yue Zheng said, got up and walked over to open the door.

The one standing outside the door was indeed the delivery guy.

Yue Zheng carried the food and walked back to the bed.

He put down the table, unpacked the food, and arranged them one by one.

Sitting down, said: "Eat."

Only then did Rong Zhi pick up the small spoon and began to eat the Jiuniang Yuanzi.

One bite and one small ball.

Smooth, glutinous and sweet, the aroma of the wine goes straight into the throat.

"My DNA can't be tested, right? Ahhh—" He bit into two balls in one bite.

"Yes."

"What if I can never be sure whose son I am? Ahhh—" He bit into three balls.

Looking at Rong Zhi's puffy cheeks, Yue Zheng couldn't help laughing: "That's fine too."

"What?"

"It's good to keep looking after you like this."

Rong Zhi squeezed a black gold quicksand stuffed into his mouth, and the stuffing immediately filled his mouth.

"Suppose a person on the side of the road sees you drooling while looking at the candies in the window, so he buys you a candy. You happily accept it."

"Then he suddenly bought you a second, third... and even a handful of candy. Can you accept it happily?"

"I was only 15 years old when I signed into the entertainment industry. Uh..." Rong Zhi lowered his head and took two more bites.

"My grandparents were worried that I would go astray in the future, so they told me specifically. Whoever hands me candy can't eat it. If I eat it, I have to pay the price."

Rong Zhi quickly finished eating a black gold quicksand bag.

He picked up a tissue and wiped his fingers, looked up at Yuezheng: "I'm poor, what if I can't pay the price in the future?"

Yue Zheng couldn't help but chuckled: "I know, you can't even pay for a suit."

Rong Zhi nodded seriously: "Yes."

Yue Zheng restrained his smile, and said in a deep voice: "We are the ones who came to the door actively, and you are the passive recipient. No matter what the result is in the future, of course this misunderstanding will not be borne by you."

"Besides...Rong Zhi, you are more likable than you imagined. In this world, not all relationships are maintained by blood."

Rong Zhi grabbed another bag, lowered his eyes while biting, and said vaguely: "You gave me a handful of candies right now."

"But I don't want anything in return." Yue Zheng said, "You don't even have to worry about me having a second child in the future."

"why?"

"I'm a gay."

Rong Zhi responded dryly: "Oh."

"About that project, is there anything else you can tell me?" Rong Zhi looked up at him.

"No more. This project was carried out in secret back then, and the project sponsor was dismissed long ago, and his whereabouts are unknown now. The person in charge of the first batch of projects left the country in his early years and has never been heard from again."

"Is there no relevant information left?"

"It's all burned."

"Then how did you find me?" Rong Zhi finished the last bun.

Then he stretched out his hand to grab the bowl of porridge.

Yuezheng hurriedly pushed the milk porridge in front of Rongzhi, and then said: "When the project was exposed, many people paid attention to it. Yuejia was just one of them. Until not long ago, I received your I learned that you may be the child left behind after my genes were stolen."

Rong Zhi gulped and drank the porridge: "I see."

He put the empty bowl in Yue Zheng's palm.

"Thank you." Rong Zhi smiled at him and hiccupped, "I can sleep now."

There was no sleepiness on Yue Zheng's face.

He cleaned up the table lightly, and put the table board away.

Just when Rong Zhi was about to shrink into the bed, Yue Zheng stopped him by the waist: "Sit down, I'll bring you some water."

Yue Zheng brought out the water.

Rong Zhi drank it into his mouth, gurgled twice, and then spit it out into the small basin.

After such a toss, Yue Zheng pressed him into the quilt: "You can ask Gu Xiaohai generously, why can't you ask us generously?"

"That's different." Rong Zhi was wrapped in the quilt, but his head was exposed, maybe because the cover was too tight, his voice was a little muffled.

Yue Zheng felt a little sour in his heart: "What's the difference?"

Rong Zhi pulled up the quilt, turned around, pointed his butt at Yue Zheng, and stopped talking.

Yue Zheng had no choice but to wash his hands and return to the sofa, and continued to sleep.

The next day, the sun shone into the room early.

The white coat checked Rong Zhi again, and his body temperature had completely stabilized at a normal value.

"You can leave the hospital." The white coat said.

Rong Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly got up from the bed: "Where's my phone?"

"Here." Yan Shihan hurriedly handed it over: "Going back to the studio today?"

"Ah."

"I'll drive you." Yan Shihan said quickly.

Yue Zheng said in a low voice: "Although Anxiang Entertainment is empty-handed, I should go back and have a look." Obviously, he chose to abstain from the right to drive.

Rong Zhi looked at Zhou Jing.

Zhou Jing whispered: "I don't have any work to do, and I haven't been to the set."

The implication is that I intend to take a look, anyway, I am free.

Yue Zheng's eyes flickered, and he immediately changed his words: "I'll drive behind, and I'll leave when Rong Zhi arrives at the set."

Rong Zhi blinked his eyes, as a tacit consent.

"I'm going to change clothes." Rong Zhi turned and went into the bathroom.

The clothes he had when he came had been thrown away, and Yue Zheng prepared new clothes for him.

A white turtleneck sweater, black cotton and linen trousers, the one with fleece.

Very healthy.

Rong Zhi quickly changed his clothes and came out.

His complexion has completely recovered, and there is no trace of haggardness.

Only the deeper sunken eye sockets and lighter lips showed the torment he had suffered from this serious illness.

Seeing his appearance, the three men shook their hearts.

"Let's go." Rong Zhi happily walked ahead.

His figure seemed to be lighter by two points.

Only then did the three men follow suit, and with their secretary assistants, they caught up with Rong Zhi.

Gu Xiaohai was waiting at the elevator entrance.

Seeing Rong Zhi come out, Gu Xiaohai's eye circles suddenly turned red: "Why did you lose weight..."

Rong Zhi stepped forward, took out a lollipop.After digging and digging, he took out a tissue and handed it to Gu Xiaohai.

"Don't cry, you're like this, I look like I've just been released from prison..."

Gu Xiaohai's choking stopped abruptly.

"Bah, bah, can't you say something nice?" Gu Xiaohai glared angrily.

"It sounds good. For example, I went to the set to shoot the last scene today. Then I will go to the next recording of the reality show."

Gu Xiaohai let out a breath and laughed: "It's really good news... I made money again."

"Yeah... when will you install a mirror in my house?"

Gu Xiaohai coughed lightly: "Aren't you living in the house of Film Emperor Yan?"

"But I'm ashamed to ask him to put a mirror on me."

Gu Xiaohai immediately felt warm in his heart. —He is still different.Even if Rong Zhizhi recognized his father, he was still closer.

While speaking, Yan Shihan came over and pressed the elevator button.

Gu Xiaohai hurriedly suppressed his complacency, and greeted Yan Shihan warmly.

"Well, go down first."

A group of people entered the elevator.

There was already a car waiting downstairs. After getting out of the elevator, they got into the car and headed towards the crew.

At this time, Yan Shihan finally got his mind, and posted a post on Weibo.

@凯世汉: Our body temperature is stable and we have been discharged from the hospital.Thank you for maintaining Chi Chi.

Weibo exploded in almost a second.

@风来来来：Wu Cao Wu Cao Wu Cao I, actor Yan, actually posted on Weibo... QWQ Ever since he recognized his son, the frequency of Weibo posts has skyrocketed, please keep it up!

@我在这里waiting for you: Did Zhizhi leave the hospital?Very good!The male god is really a good papa!I must have not slept well for a few days...

@一加一: Can, can you add a photo of Zhizhi?I kind of want to see what Chi Chi looks like now.

@ArmstrongSpingun: Great!I hope I, Film Emperor Yan, can also take care of my body, take care of myself, and take care of Xiao Zhizhi.

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Yue Zheng and Zhou Jingzao secretly followed Yan Shihan's Weibo.This is a good way to observe the opponent's situation.

When they suddenly saw Yan Shihan's Weibo, they almost frowned in unison.

"The male god is really a good father..." Both men recited it.

Yue Zheng & Zhou Jing: "What about me?"

Yue Zheng: "I was still guarding Rong Zhi last night."

Zhou Jing: "I kept it the day before yesterday."

"I bought the midnight snack on Wednesday."

"Tuesday's breakfast is my order."

"I peeled the shrimp for Rong Zhi."

"I fed Rong Zhi."

"..."

Yan Shihan didn't get involved in the struggle between the two men at all, he hugged his phone happily, "clicked" to take a picture of Rong Zhi's dazed look, and then posted it on Weibo.

The author has something to say: Yue Zheng and Zhou Jing fought.

Yan Yingdi sent out his emoticon package - tear it well and then tear it more jpg

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Finally wrote a chapter!This is to make up for yesterday.

I'm going to write another chapter, you know I'm slow, don't stay up late waiting for me.

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Regarding the question about Xiaozhizhi's small theater, it is impossible to post it as a V chapter alone. I just want to write a clip and post it on Weibo when I feel inspired.

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