The male gods are vying to be my father

Rong Zhi's things were quickly packed to Yan Shihan's residence.

Except for clothing, tableware and electronic products.

There are also some weird collections, like a bunch of junk stuffed into Yan Shihan's cabinet.

Of course, Yan Shihan didn't mind at all.

Yan Shihan also bought several parenting manuals from the Dongdong website.

Of course, after reading a few pages, I became impatient.

But Yan Shihan still determined to be a loving father.

So he invited several chefs with different Chinese and Western tastes to come to the apartment to cook for Rongzhi every day.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

The days of being fed are cool.

Rong Zhi almost never misses the extra chicken legs in the crew.

Yes, that's how it swells.

But the good days are always short-lived.

Yue Zheng made a phone call: "A new episode of "Young Onion" is about to be recorded. Liang Lexin couldn't reach you, so someone called me."

Rong Zhi put down the melon seeds and raisins in his hand.

He put down the tablet in the game on his lap again.

After rubbing it on the wet tissue paper, I obediently said, "Okay, what's the number?"

"The plane departs at six o'clock tonight to record the city."

Rong Zhi was a little bit reluctant, but the most basic professional ethics was something he would never lose: "Will the company send a car to pick me up?"

"meeting."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Yue."

Rong Zhi hung up the phone.

He poured all the melon seeds in the small bowl into his mouth and chewed them all in one go.

Exciting, exciting, exciting.

When I come back from the recording, I have to peel another bowl.

Rong Zhi thought happily.

Rong Zhi lay back on the sofa, picked up the tablet again, and enjoyed the last moment of joy.

On the other end, Yue Zheng was holding the phone receiver, and Rong Zhi's soft "Thank you, Mr. Yue" still echoed in his mind.

I always feel a little off.

Yue Zheng pursed his lips tightly.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon.

Rong Zhi pulled out a piece of facial tissue, and wrote a message crookedly on it with a water-based pen: I'm going to record a show~

Then press it down with a milk cup and put it on the table.

Oh, there is still half a glass of milk in the glass too late to drink.

Rong Zhi licked his lips.

My stomach is really full.

Pity.

Rong Zhi's cell phone rang immediately, and it was Gu Xiaohai calling: "Rong Zhi, go downstairs quickly."

Rong Zhi didn't pack anything, he only brought a charging cable, and went down with his phone in his pocket.

Rong Zhi has no assistant.

Gu Xiaohai often took on the role of preparing clothes for him and running errands for him.

Downstairs parked a black Cadillac.

The car window was rolled down, Gu Xiaohai was reaching out to shake Rong Zhi.

Rong Zhi walked up and stuffed his hand in: "You'll be hit, your hand will fly out and fall to the ground, and there will be another car behind, and you won't be able to pick it up..."

When Rong Zhi said this, his tone was very calm.

As if to say, today's roast chicken is just as good.

Gu Xiaohai shivered: "It's okay, I was wrong, I won't do this again next time. Shut up, ancestor!"

Rong Zhi opened the car door and got in.

That's when I saw, uh...

There's another girl in the back row.

On the front passenger seat, there was Yue Zheng.

Yue Zheng was looking at him with a subtle...surprise on his face.

"Mr. Yue." Rong Zhi hurriedly lowered his head, revealing his well-behaved crown.

Yue Zheng resisted the urge to touch her and motioned for the driver to drive.

Gu Xiaohai has already continued talking with Rong Zhi: "This is your assistant arranged by the company, Zhu Meng."

The girl hurriedly said to Rong Zhi: "Young Master Rong."

Afterwards, Gu Xiaohai kept communicating with the girl about taking care of Rong Zhi, and Rong Zhi was hypnotized by the low voice of the conversation. He propped one arm against his cheek, and fell asleep leaning against the car.

It doesn't matter at all.

When he arrived at the airport, Rong Zhi got out of the car.

Fingerprints were clearly visible on her white and tender face.One piece of red and one piece of white.

Yue Zheng couldn't help but opened his arms, and directly embraced Rong Zhi in his arms, and Rong Zhi's face was pressed against Yue Zheng's chest.

"You're blushing." Yue Zheng whispered in his ear.

"Huh?" Rong Zhi struggled to raise his hand and touched his cheek.

Cheeks are numb and tingly.

It is the aftereffect of being held by the hand for a long time.

"Let me cover it for you." Yue Zheng said.

Rong Zhi wanted to say no.

Not many people recognized him anyway.

But after thinking about it, it seems that it is really hard to say now...

If you have fingerprints on your face.

Would anyone think that Yan Shihan domestically abused him?

Rong Zhi leaned against Yue Zheng's arms, and he led him forward, but he didn't break away from Yue Zheng's arms.

It's just that Gu Xiaohai in the back is not feeling well.

His scalp exploded.

hug!

Hug hug!

He said it!

Yuezheng has an unruly heart!

Look, I finally couldn't help but do it!

Gu Xiaohai gritted his teeth, Zhu Meng was startled when he saw that his whole body was stiff, "Brother Hai, what's the matter?"

Gu Xiaohai shook his head, thinking in his heart, whether he should rush up and beat Yue Zheng and forget it.

But what to do if you can't beat it.

Or pretend to be walking faster, and just knock people aside...

I was thinking about it.

The front has been separated.

Yue Zheng raised his hand to smooth Li Rongzhi's messy hair, and led him through the special passage.

Several staff members led the way in front and quickly brought them into the VIP waiting area.

In broad daylight, Yue Zong should not mess around anymore.

Gu Xiaohai breathed a sigh of relief.

After he breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help touching the top of his head.

Fortunately, it is still thick.

It's enough to worry about going bald again in three to five years.

There are restaurants in the waiting area.

There is a lot of food in the restaurant, just take it yourself.

Rong Zhi sat on the seat for a few seconds before standing up.

"What?" Yue Zheng asked.

"I want to eat ice cream balls."

"Wait." Yue Zheng stood up and strode over.

The little sister who was guarding the freezer suddenly saw Yue Zheng's face, and couldn't help but blushed, and dug three balls and handed them to Yue Zheng.

Yue Zheng sprinkled some raisins and almonds on top.

Then he took it back to Rong Zhi.

Rong Zhi happily accepted it: "Thank you, Mr. Yue."

The voice became sweeter by two points.

Yue Zheng was in a good mood, but his mind was still there. While watching Rong Zhi eating ice cream balls, he didn't forget to say: "Three, don't eat too much, it will hurt your stomach."

Yue Zheng already had a condensed aura, so when he said these words, he naturally carried an extraordinary deterrent force.

Zhu Meng kept moving towards Gu Xiaohai.

But Rong Zhi still focused on the ice cream ball, nodding his head indiscriminately: "Yeah."

Gu Xiaohai felt like hitting someone.

Eat! Eat!

Just know to eat!

Take an ice cream ball and look like you can't wait to give me your body!

Gu Xiaohai's mood at this moment is ten thousand times more sad than knowing that Rong Zhi is not getting together with other actors in order to add two more chicken legs to the crew, but has a good relationship with the staff who put the boxed lunches.

Gu Xiaohai couldn't help but moved to Rong Zhi's side, put his ears on his ears, and lowered his voice.

"There's...a little...breath...don't...eat..."

Rongzhi stopped eating.

Then he stuffed the remaining ice cream ball into Gu Xiaohai's mouth.

sweet!

Gu Xiaohai bit down unconsciously.

Immediately blushed.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh again!

After eating Rong Zhi's food, he has no position to accuse Rong Zhi of being worthless!

Gu Xiaohai went crazy from the bottom of his heart, and swallowed the ice cream ball with hatred.

Wait a moment to look up——

Yue Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and was looking at him, his gaze was not very kind, it could be called cold.

Gu Xiaohai felt as if he had received the gaze of death.

"It's time to board the plane." Yue Zheng said in a deep voice.

"Let's go." Gu Xiaohai hurriedly picked up Rong Zhi.

Yue Zheng followed closely beside them.

Just followed the plane all the way.

Rong Zhi looked at him in confusion: "Do you want to come together too?"

"Of course, I want to see what the reality show I invested in looks like with my own eyes." Yue Zheng's reason was impeccable.

pretty good.

Rong Zhi licked his lips.

Yuezheng includes food, drink and errands.

Couldn't be more sweet.

Poor Gu Xiaohai, he has been pulling his hair a lot lately, repeating "I don't want to be bald, I don't want to be bald" over and over again.

Maybe it was because I ran too much errands before.

Run silly.

I am really a good artist who is sympathetic to the manager.

Thinking about it, Rong Zhi sat on his seat and asked the flight attendant for a small blanket.

Adjust the seat and straighten your legs.

Ah, let's go to sleep first.

Yue Zheng's seat number is next to Rong Zhi's.

He sat down next to each other, and after adjusting the seat, he turned around and found that Rong Zhi had fallen asleep.

Rong Zhi's facial features are impeccably exquisite.

When he opened his eyes, he was always able to convey that dynamic beauty to others at the first time.

But when he closed his eyes, he had a strange innocence and purity, and his face was so beautiful that it was not like a mortal.

Yue Zheng stretched out his hand unconsciously, and touched Rong Zhi's cheek.

Rong Zhi wrinkled his little nose, but did not wake up.

He turned over, and this time he was facing Yue Zheng even more.

Because of the pulling action, the neckline of the shirt was slightly opened.

Just revealing a little white, delicate collarbone.

Really like a doll.

Yue Zheng's heart suddenly softened a lot.

No wonder so many people want kids.

Raising children is really amazing...

Yue Zheng raised his hand to stroke Rong Zhi's hair.

Rong Zhi's nose wrinkled even tighter, but even if it was wrinkled, it didn't look ugly, on the contrary, it was so cute that people wanted to rub his face.

Yue Zheng put away his hands in a still unsatisfied manner.

I was thinking about it.

How to get Rong Zhi back from Yan Shihan's hands?

Cheap Yan Shihan?

Of course not.

Before the DNA test is confirmed, anyone may be Rong Zhi's biological father!

……

Yan Shihan opened the door.

It was very quiet inside the door.

"Rong Zhi?"

no respond.

Yan Shihan frowned, and was about to turn around and ask his assistant to adjust the surveillance video.

But then he noticed that there was half a glass of milk on the table, and a note was placed under the milk.

Yan Shihan picked up the note.

Without even thinking about it, I told my assistant: "Book a plane ticket, I'm going to Shanghai stock market."

The assistant hurriedly took out his mobile phone and opened the booking software.

Yan Shihan's gaze scanned the desktop again.

All that was left was the lonely glass of milk.

Yan Shihan's heart moved.

This is what Rong Zhi left for him?

Yan Shihan suddenly felt that his fatherly actions in recent days had been greatly rewarded.

He raised his milk glass very happily and drank it down.

Sweet and mellow.

It's great being a dad!

……

The reporters couldn't figure out Yan Shihan's whereabouts, but they quickly found out Rong Zhi's whereabouts.

Thinking that following Rong Zhi there would always be big news, so many people happily booked tickets to Shanghai.Then……

Then the tickets were sold out that day.

When the assistant reported that there were no air tickets left that day, although Yan Shihan's face did not change, his eyes were deep and cold enough to form ice ridges to stab people to death.

"Only ten thirty-five tomorrow morning."

"Then the flight tomorrow morning."

"Okay." The assistant breathed a sigh of relief, and showed Yan Shihan the page where the order was completed.

Without Rong Zhi, Yan Shihan is not used to keeping his assistant in the apartment.

After dismissing the assistant, Yan Shihan unconsciously walked out of the bedroom transformed from a green house.

The door is pushed open.

The quilt inside was a mess, like someone who got up, kicked it away when struggling to get up.

Not at all neat.

Changing someone has already triggered Yan Shihan's obsessive-compulsive disorder.

But looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Shihan felt strangely calm.

He has a weak relationship with his parents.

I always thought that I might not have any children in the future, and even if I did, they should have weak feelings.

In the beginning, he really planned his relationship with Rong Zhi like this.

But now after having tasted a little bit of life.

Yan Shihan suddenly wanted to take that son back with urgency, so he just let himself take care of him every day and it would be fine.

……

"Green Youth" is an outdoor reality show.

Several boys between the ages of 15-26 formed a resident MC, and participated in different game challenges, showing their green and energetic side.

The positioning of this reality show is very precise.

Circle female fans!

Whether it is a girlfriend fan, a sister fan or an aunt fan!

They all love this set!

But the Naihe program group was so poor that they couldn't afford to hire a few decent teen idols, so they just picked a few young teenagers from the film academy to form the resident MC.

These teenagers don't even have many fans.

The crew lacked publicity funds.

Two episodes aired...

Of course no one is watching!

And now-

When the program team brought their family to the airport to pick up the plane, they were shocked by the enthusiastic reporters.

"Rong Zhi! I want to interview you!"

"Rong Zhi, I'm a reporter from Qingqing Daily..."

"Rong Zhi, may I ask if you and Film Emperor Yan are really father and son..."

Yue Zheng glanced at the reporters outside, grabbed Rong Zhi's hand, and led him forcefully to another passage.

There are many airport guards inside and outside the passage.

Only they walked through this passage, quietly, and there was no noise filling their ears.

As for the teenagers in the program group, although they couldn't hear what the hell the reporters were yelling.But they clicked their tongues and looked in the direction of the reporters with admiration beyond words.

"So many reporters pick up the plane, I'm so envious..."

"What kind of popular little fresh meat is here?"

PD Liang Lexin was silent for a moment, and said, "He's the son of fresh meat."

Yan Shihan sneezed at home.

The author has something to say: Rong Zhi was worried in his sleep on the plane: _(:зゝ∠)_Will my half-finished glass of milk go bad?

Yan Shihan, who bought a plane ticket at home, drank milk and was happy.