The king is here

"Qingfeng, I'm going to the company for a meeting in the afternoon. I'll prepare lunch for you and put it in the refrigerator. If I can't come back in time at night, you can order takeaway."

There was the sound of water splashing in the kitchen, and against the clear background sound, You San's voice was too vague to be heard clearly.

"Understood." Yan Yong was playing "Wuxian" with You San's laptop, and was forming a group with others to fight the boss in a dungeon, when he heard his words, he raised his voice and responded casually.

Clean water washes the silt-laden vegetables and flows through the fingers. You San lowers his eyes and scrubs skillfully, but his thoughts drift away with the sound of clear water.

After twelve o'clock, You San was called away by a phone call, and before leaving in a hurry, he still reminded Yan Yong to remember to rest and not to play for too long.A few minutes after he left, Yan Yong quit the game after completing the daily tasks, staring at the computer shutdown interface and sending fifty cents in a daze, he got up and ran to the kitchen to find something to eat.

There are all kinds of snacks and fruits in the refrigerator, as well as the lunch that You San made for him.Yan Yong didn't want to eat for the time being, so he picked out the snacks one by one according to the order in which they were placed, and finally took out two big bags of Inner Mongolia beef jerky.

Take two bites of beef jerky first to stimulate appetite.

Yan Yong thought seriously.

But it’s not Yan Yong’s style to just eat snacks and do nothing else. He likes to do things while eating, so he went to the room and took out the watercolor book and paint box specially customized for him by You San, and set up a small table on the balcony. Chair, like a primary school student who comes home from school to do homework, draws seriously.

Speaking of it, his painting style has indeed changed a lot compared to before, no matter what kind of meaning it is.

The persistent paintbrush paints on the snow-white paper, or the bright and warm but light and elegant watercolor paint quickly blurs out a scene of the first snow after the snow.The branches of the trees with a few dead leaves are covered with a thin layer of snow, and the blue sky with white clouds drifting leisurely, graffiti by hand, with a few strokes, the scene of looking out from the balcony is vivid on the paper.

The picture is realistic and emotional.

For Yan Yong, who has carved every step of painting into his bone marrow, a simple sketch from life does not take much time, even the watercolor painting that he is not very familiar with.Looking at the scenery on the paper, and looking at the distant sky, he grinned in satisfaction, and was about to reach out to reward himself with a piece of beef jerky, but what he reached out to touch was soft hair.

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Looking up in surprise, Yan Yong's surprise turned into helplessness when he saw the scene in front of him.

His family's two stupid cats were lying on the corner of the table, and one of them took a piece of beef jerky and gnawed it on its front paw.Although it took a lot of effort to gnaw, but judging by their calm and persistent appearance, they would not give up easily.

"Hey! I haven't eaten yet, but you two started to eat first! The teeth are good enough!" Yan Yong poked their little heads angrily and funny, but Yan Yong's eyes were full of smiles, not at all annoyed.

Throwing a piece of beef jerky and chewing it slowly in his mouth, Yan Yong had a thought, picked up the brush again and drew two cats eating beef jerky.The composition and color are rare and quiet and soft. Through the two little cats, one can vaguely see the expectations of life endowed to them.

This is the first painting of living things that Yan Yong has painted since he came into contact with watercolor.

"You guys are lucky enough..." Yan Yong smiled lightly, pointing to Yan Da's forehead.

One person, two cats, although unable to communicate, the atmosphere is just right and warm.

"Because of love, it is not easy to be sad..."

The cell phone rang suddenly, breaking the rare tranquility.Yan Yong picked up the phone with a frown, an unfamiliar number flashed on the screen, even the place where he belonged was unknown, thinking "I'm not a liar again", he picked up the phone.

"Hey, who is it?"

"Xiao Yong, it's me." The hoarse voice in the microphone carried a sense of familiarity that he didn't want to hear. It was Yan Qi who had an unpleasant meeting not long ago, he and Yan Ye's biological father.

His face turned cold instantly, Yan Yong resisted the urge to hang up directly, and said in a cold voice: "Is there something wrong? You don't need to say anything that is not important."

"...I know you don't want to have any contact with us anymore, I promise this is the last time! From now on... as long as you don't want to, we will never bother you again." Yan Qi said hurriedly, he was afraid that Yan Yong would say a few words in a hurry He refused to give him any time, so his tone was full of anxiety.

Yan Yong said indifferently "Oh", and asked again: "Can I tell you what's the matter now?"

There was a pause on the other end of the microphone, and for some unknown reason, he said after a few seconds: "Can we meet? Some things are better said in person."

"I don't think it's necessary for us to meet." Yan Yong refused politely, and there was something even more ruthless that he didn't say because of his face, that is, if possible, he would even refuse to contact him by phone.

Yan Qi's voice became hoarse, but there was no abnormality in the calm tone: "One last time."

This clearly entangled attitude made Yan Yong frown, but thinking of seeing him again, he would be able to get away with them once and for all, so Yan Yong could only suppress his reluctance to agree.

"Okay, after 10 minutes, Qingquan Teahouse, where is the address, you can check it yourself."

"……it is good."

It said it was 10 minutes, but in fact Yan Yong arrived in front of the teahouse in less than 15 minutes.Looking in through the clean and bright glass door, the plainly dressed Yan Qi was already sitting on the double seat by the window, waiting for him for an unknown amount of time.

Although he has persuaded himself to let go, when facing Yan Qi, Yan Yong can't calm down quickly.Perhaps, it is because there is still a line called blood relationship between them.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, Yan Yong's mood had returned to calm.He pushed open the door and strode over.

"Sit." Looking up at Yan Yong, Yan Qi smiled slightly, his gentle demeanor was somewhat similar to that of Fang Chenning, "Would you like something to drink? I know you like latte, it's also my and your mother's favorite drink .”

"Now I only drink herbal tea made by my brother-in-law, and I won't touch Western drinks anymore." Yan Yong responded coldly.

Yes, Yan Yong likes latte, his fans know it.But now he's decided to wean himself off the drink, as soon as possible.

Hurt by his attitude of rejecting others thousands of miles away, the smile on Yan Qi's face faded, and the light in his eyes also dimmed.

Yan Yong just looked at it indifferently, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what she said, nor did she feel any remorse or guilt.As long as he made up his mind to many things, he would be more ruthless than others imagined.

Fortunately, Yan Qi is a person who has experienced many storms, and the turmoil in his heart quickly calmed down. He didn't say anything else, took out the things he had prepared from his pocket, put them on the table, and pushed them to Yan Yong's hand.

It was a check with a dizzying amount written on it.

Yan Yong tilted his head, as if he didn't understand what he meant: "What are you doing? Are you sending me money?"

"No!" Yan Qi shook his head, a hint of embarrassment and helplessness flashed through his deep eyes under the lens, "Over the years, your mother and I owe you a lot, but we don't know how to make up for it, and...and you don't care about us being late. The love that came. So money is our only way of compensation, I hope you can accept it."

He said it sincerely but also sadly, how sad and ridiculous is it when the connection between parents and children becomes money?

Staring at the number on the check for a few seconds, Yan Yong suddenly sneered: "It seems that you really did a thorough investigation and knew that this check should be given to me instead of my sister, otherwise its only function is to be torn up and thrown on the ground. your face."

The undisguised sarcasm and merciless contempt were slowly cutting Yan Qi's heart like a sharp knife.It hurt very much, the pain went deep into the bone marrow, and the pain was long and dense. His hand resting on the table couldn't help shaking violently, and he almost couldn't maintain the calm on his face.

Yan Yong pretended not to see the sadness of being stabbed, just like pretending not to know the unbearable feeling that crossed his heart at a certain moment.He picked up the check with two fingers and blew it, his eyes were slightly curved, and his smile was so bright that there was no warmth at all.

"I accept it, your so-called compensation." He stood up and looked down at Yan Qi condescendingly. Perhaps this was the last time he saw this blood father, "Please keep your promise and never Appear in front of me and my sister."

Yan Qi slowly closed his eyes.

"I've always... promised money."

"Thanks. No see."

Waving at Yan Qi, Yan Yong turned around and left without looking back. He strode gracefully, but he didn't know how much damage such a move would cause to Yan Qi.But even if he knew, there would be no disturbance in his heart.At most, I can only sigh with emotion: the way of heaven is reincarnation.

A check settled an old matter, and the rock in Yan Yong's heart finally landed steadily. Even though he was covered in heavy snow as soon as he went out, it didn't affect his relaxed mood.

After collecting the check, Yan Yong hummed a little tune and trotted to find a place to shelter from the snow, but he was stopped by someone when he ran less than ten meters away.

"Yan Yong! This way!—"

He followed the sound and saw a plump woman with a big belly who looked like she was pregnant. It looked like she was his brother-in-law's student Qin Yuan.

Different from the cowardly and gentle bunny-like girl before, although Qin Yuan has gained weight due to pregnancy, she looks more confident and cheerful, and there is no lingering haze in her eyes when she smiles.

She held an umbrella in one hand and walked towards Yan Yong slowly with the other supporting her lower back.Yan Yong couldn't let a pregnant woman accommodate him, so he hurried over to support her and took the umbrella.

"You big belly, why did you run out when you weren't at home?" Yan Yong asked Qin Yuan to walk on the inside of the road, while he turned slightly sideways to shield her from the wind.

"The due date is coming soon. The doctor said that I should exercise properly at ordinary times to help the delivery." Qin Yuan lowered his brows and smiled slightly, stroking his stomach with a happy face.

Yan Yong was surprised at how much she had changed, but was also happy for her.After all, it is not easy to get out of such a big blow.

"After giving birth to the child, what are you going to do? It will be very hard to work alone." After walking quietly for a while, Yan Yong asked as if suddenly remembering something.If he remembered correctly, Qin Yuan had already moved out of the house.

"Actually, my parents don't understand why I gave birth to the child." Qin Yuan smiled and answered irrelevantly, "They don't know that when I was so desperate that I wanted to kill myself countless times, it was because of this child. That’s why I have the courage to survive. So I’m not afraid no matter how hard it is. I’ve made an agreement with my teacher that I’ll be a teaching assistant for him after confinement, and I can take care of the children while working, and I can continue my graduate studies, which is pretty good.”

It is very good.

Yan Yong nodded in agreement, and had a much better view of this weak-looking girl, and admired her a little.

This society is still not so tolerant of unmarried children, and women themselves suffer from more or less discrimination. To be able to make this decision, she must have gone through a lot of suffering.However, as long as you have a direction in life, you will not lose yourself. For such a strong person, he is very happy to give blessings and help.

At the bus station, Yan Yong closed the umbrella and carefully protected Qin Yuan to get on the bus.An elementary school student who was playing games quickly got up to give up his seat when he saw the potbellied Qin Yuan, and squatted in a corner to continue playing.Yan Yong saw that he was having fun, and it happened to be the trial version of the "Wuxian" mobile game that he was good at, so he went to "guidance" for a while, and the two had a good chat and became friends with each other.

When we were about to arrive at the station, the snow stopped.Yan Yong's cell phone rang suddenly, it was You San calling.

"The meeting ended early, I'll get you something delicious when I go back tonight, what do you want to eat?" You San's voice came from the other end of the microphone with a smile.

"I'm a rich man now, a rich man!" Yan Yong said with a smile, "Let's go out to eat at night, I'll treat you, how about we have a delicious and affordable seafood hot pot?"

You San laughed heartily a few times: "Okay! When I clean up, we'll go eat hot pot when I get home!"