You call me cute again [Entertainment]

Lian Jixiang is still a "gentleman", the two like each other but are not together, so he and Xia Xiaoshu shared the bed for two nights, one night did nothing, and the other night they just kissed secretly.

Last night, even after Ji Chang sent that message to Wen Xin, his mobile phone was in a state of constant vibration, and he knew that it was Wen Xin who sent the message asking or questioning, even Ji Chang didn't read a single one, when Wen Xin tried to send him a message. While on the phone, he turned off his phone.

This morning he woke up before Xia Xiaoshu, and sent another message to Wen Xin: You don't need to come over.

The place where Wen Xin lives is quite far from here, and he was about to drive there, when he received the news, he quickly called Lian Jiqian, but when Lian Jiqian didn't answer, Wen Xin changed the text message: How do you reply? thing?Don't I need to see what the young master did?

Lian Jichen replied: Yes.

Xia Xiaoshu and Lian Jichen woke up within a few minutes of each other. When he woke up, Lian Jichen just put down the phone.

Lian Jixiang looked at him for a few seconds and rubbed his head.

Xia Xiaoshu and Lian Jichen got tired of being under the covers for a while—just chatting under the covers.

When he left the bed, he still felt a little lost in his heart, probably because he was lost because Lian Ji Xiang didn't do anything to him.

Lian Jixiang made the breakfast, Xia Xiaoshu should leave after eating, he still has to fly home, the ticket has already been bought.

The driver was waiting outside the door to take him to the airport, Xia Xiaoshu was lingering, very reluctant to give up, but even Ji Chang changed from yesterday, and didn't even have a word to persuade him to stay.

Xia Xiaoshu was sent to the door by him, hesitantly didn't want to leave.

Lian Jixiang: "Let's go, be careful on the road."

Xia Xiaoshu took two steps outside and looked back at him: "Then, then I'm leaving?"

Lian Jichen nodded.

Xia Xiaoshu took another two steps: "I, I'm going home."

Lian Jixiang couldn't laugh or cry: "Let's go, I will miss you."

Xia Xiaoshu just walked away step by step, and it took several days to part, without even a farewell kiss, until he got in the car and walked away, his heart was still full of regrets like being scratched by a cat.

Lian Jichen watched the car's butt disappear from sight before returning to the villa.

He went to Xia Xiaoshu's guest room to take a look, originally just looking casually, but found that Xia Xiaoshu had something left in his place.

On the bed was an unfolded shirt.

Lian Jichen took out his mobile phone and turned to Xia Xiaoshu's phone number. Before he pressed it, he saw Xia Xiaoshu's pajamas again. The pajamas were well folded and placed beside the bed.

Lian Jiqian put the phone back into his pocket and went to the bathroom to check. Xia Xiaoshu's toothbrush and towel were placed on the sink.

After confirming what he thought, Lian Jixiang was in a wonderful mood.

Xia Xiaoshu didn't pack some basic daily necessities. Doesn't that mean he still wants to live here?

Lian Jiqian came out of the bathroom on the first floor, and heard a slight dog barking.

He walked a few steps following the sound, and the phone suddenly vibrated.

It was Xia Xiaoshu who sent him a WeChat message: Brother Lian, I didn't check in the pet, so Xia Yang will put it in your foster care for a few days, do you think it's okay?

Xia Xiaoshu was almost at the airport, and only now sent a message to Lian Jichen to ask.

Lian Jichen replied with a smile on his face: Of course.

He found Xia Yang who was locked in the room in another room.

After pouring dog food for Xia Yang, Lian Jiqian called Wen Xin: "Come here."

Wen Xin was bluffing over there: "Do you want me to follow the young master again? Let me tell you, if you like someone, you have to respect him, like you..."

Lian Jixiang interrupted him: "I want to go home, Xia Yang is here with me, you take care of it."

"You want to go home?" Wen Xin was surprised, and then Xia Xiaoshu appeared in his mind, "... Xia Yang?"

"That Bomei." Lian Jixiang said, "Let your family take care of it for a day."

Wen Xin: "Didn't you give it to the young master? Why didn't he bring it back when he left today?"

Lian Jichen gave a "hmm" and impatiently asked, "Are you coming? If you don't come, I'll send it to the pet shop."

"Come!"

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Lian's father's hometown is not in City B, because Lian Jichen's foot injury happened just right, he didn't drive by himself, and it was after three o'clock in the afternoon when he got home.

There is an aunt who is hired to cook and sweep the floor to take care of daily life at home. When she saw him, she was very surprised: "Master?"

Lian Jixiang nodded: "My dad... is he at home?"

The aunt followed behind him: "The chairman is still in the company, and he said that he would not come back for dinner at night." She has been in this family for many years, and she knows the relationship between their father and son, and she wants to ease their relationship, so she said more One sentence, "If the chairman knows that the young master is home, he will definitely come back tonight."

She looked at Lian Jixiang's face and asked, "Do you need me to call him?"

Lian Jixiang stood and listened to what the auntie had to say before going upstairs: "No need, I will say it myself."

On the second floor is Lian Jixiang's room. He hasn't been back here for a long time, and this room is a little strange to him.

Lian Jichen didn't call his father directly, but called his father's secretary.

The secretary was also surprised when he received his call, and even Ji Xiang asked the secretary when his father would be free.

The secretary said that Lian's father is in a meeting now, and the meeting will end in half an hour, and Lian's father will be free until he goes to work at night.

Half an hour later, Lian Jiqian made a phone call to Lian's father.

Lian's father's voice on the phone was very cold: "Hey, what's the matter?"

Even Ji Xiang's voice didn't fluctuate, he didn't even address him: "There is something I want to know the answer from you."

Father Lian paused, and asked him: "What's the matter?" The father and son hardly communicated at ordinary times, and everything was conveyed through Wen Xin. Now Lian Jixiang called him suddenly, and Father Lian didn't know what to do at all. talk to him.

Lian Jixiang said, "Let's meet and talk."

Lian's father was silent for a while before reporting an address: "Can you arrive within half an hour?"

Half an hour later, it was just past four o'clock, enough time for the two of them to chat.

The address reported by Lian's father was two streets away from his company, which was a coffee shop. When Lian Jixiang arrived, Lian's father had already arrived.

Lian's father asked for a small cubicle, the kind that can block sight but not sound.

Before Lian Jixiang sat down, he heard Lian's father say, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Lian Jixiang glanced at his watch and found that there were seven or eight minutes left before half an hour. He sat down in front of Lian's father without saying anything.

Lian's father asked him, "What is there that we must meet to talk about?"

Lian's father is fatter than ordinary people. He is only 1.6 meters tall, and he is about [-] centimeters shorter than Lian Jixiang. It's not pleasant to wear.

Friends who knew the two of them were wondering how a gene like Lian's father could give birth to a person like Lian Jixiang.

In the past, Lian Jichen explained this as a genetic mutation, but now he seems to know the real answer.

This trip was specially made to seek confirmation from Lian's father.

The waiter came to ask Lian Jichang to order, and Lian Jichang ordered a random coffee.

After the waiter left, Father Lian said again: "My time is very precious, and the company still has a lot of things for me to deal with."

There are three sentences in the meeting, none of which is caring.

Wen Xin must have told his father about his foot injury, but the other party didn't even ask him a question. In the past, even Ji Xiang would have been sad, but now he doesn't feel the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

I apologized to Xia Xiaoshu in my heart, and Lian Jiqian said: "I have already done almost what you asked me to do in the crew."

Lian's father almost thought of something, he became excited, and his voice still remembered: "You and the young master have a good relationship?"

Lian Jixiang didn't look into his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

Lian's father patted him on the shoulder and praised him: "Well done." Then he returned to his true colors, "You continue to build a good relationship with him, try to make him notice my company, and see if you can let his father If your company can help us, even if it’s just a small leak in your fingers, that would be great.”

Lian Jixiang lowered his head, hiding the sarcasm in his eyes.

He already knew that in the eyes of Lian's father, he was just a tool, a tool for the other party to make money.

Lian's father chattered a lot, but the waiter interrupted when he brought the coffee.

After the waiter left, Lian Jiqian spoke one step ahead of him: "When can I stop doing this kind of thing?"

Lian's father was stunned for a moment, and frowned: "What do you mean by that? You and the young master, contacting those people is because I pressed my head to force you?"

Then his voice slowed down: "I only have a son like you, and my company will also belong to you in the future. How do you say that, in the future you will appreciate what you are doing now, and you are doing things for your future self. "

Lian Jichen chuckled twice, but refused to answer his words: "Where's my mother?"

Father Lian frowned again: "Didn't I tell you that I died of dystocia when giving birth to you?"

When Lian Jiqian couldn't get paternal love from Lian's father when he was young, he asked him for his own mother, and this was the answer he got from Lian's father.

Lian Jixiang laughed: "But you are still single."

Even Father was taken aback.

Lian Jixiang said, "You have never been married."

Lian's father understood what he meant: "Do you know about having a child out of wedlock?"

Lian Jichen took a sip of coffee, and the bitter taste spread to his throat: "But I have memories of my childhood." He said, "My mother's arms are very warm, and she will sing me a lullaby; my father is tall and handsome, and let me ride on On top of his head. I still have these memories." It was just vague, and sometimes he wondered if it was his own dream.

Father Lian stared at his face, trying to read something from his face.

Lian Jixiang has acted in plays for so many years, and the expression on his face can be controlled freely.

Lian's father didn't see anything, he was thinking of something to fool Lian Jichen: "That's..."

As soon as he opened his mouth to say two words, Lian Jichen said, "I'm not your own, am I?"

Lian's father's face suddenly sank.

Lian Jichen said: "I've thought about it for a long time. My biological father will not be like you. He has no feelings for his son. He can't see him once a year. If he has anything to say, he has to be conveyed by others. I have a bone fracture for three months. You alone I haven't even called. I came here to see you, and you didn't even care..."

Lian's father's complexion improved a little after Lian Jichen's words, and he leaned on the back of the chair: "So what?"

He said: "As long as you are still on my household registration book, as long as I don't agree to terminate the adoption relationship for a day, you are still my son."