The old father dressed as an actor

There were more and more people around Mr. Han, and he didn't intend to disperse at all. With a kind smile on his face, he pushed aside the crowd and walked towards the microphone on the stage with some difficulty.

I barely reached the microphone, and my voice was low and steady. Thank you for coming, and I hope you can have a good time.

Then they were surrounded again, with overly eager faces clearly showing their purpose and ambition.

After more than half an hour, Yan Chi managed to finish the food in his hand, but it was full again in an instant. He looked at Tao Ran with deep eyes.

Tao Ran didn't notice, but stared at the crowd, wondering what he was thinking.

Yan Chi looked at his watch, it was almost time.

He couldn't figure out what Tao Ran meant, but if there was no further action, the banquet would be over soon.

"Come with me!" Just as he was thinking, Tao Ran grabbed his arm and walked from the other side. The two avoided the noisy crowd and sneaked up to the second floor.

Then standing at the corner of the second floor, looking at the bustling crowd below, it seemed that a familiar shadow was missing.

"Where's Mr. Han?" Yan Chi narrowed his eyes and looked around carefully, and he was indeed gone, otherwise there would be crowds of people in the place where he was.

"I'm going to change clothes." Tao Ran leaned on the armrest, turning the small box in his hands as skillfully as he was panning walnuts.

The red velvet box made his knuckles slender and slender, his skin was fair, and he was as beautiful as a work of art.

Yan Chi looked at him with determination and confidence on his face, as if he knew everything about what was going to happen.

Is this what he meant by "there's a chance"?

Looking at his son with doubts, Tao Ran consciously explained, "Mr. Han is gentle and has no pretensions. The only thing is that he has a serious cleanliness."

"And his sense of smell..." Tao Ran nodded his nose, and smiled like a cat stealing fish, "It's extraordinarily sensitive, so at least he has to change into several sets of clothes every day, let alone this kind of occasion."

Yanchi took a deep breath, and said clearly, "No wonder the room is filled with the pure fragrance of flowers."

But even so, those beauties who competed in beauty, mixed with the smell of perfume and powder on their bodies, still made him unbearable. It is already quite self-restraint to be able to persist until now.

Such a character was set up in the original text to reflect the cleanliness and transparency of the hero. Such a person is always very popular among the elders.

Just as he was talking, a figure came out slowly. It was indeed Mr. Han who had changed his clothes again. Tao Ran quickly walked up to him and said with a smile, "Uncle Han!"

Han Chengde paused, took a step back slightly, but was still held by a pair of soft little hands, and subconsciously held his breath, only to find that it was a handsome young man in plain clothes, so he relaxed a little.

"I'm Tao Ran. It's a pleasure to meet you!" Tao Ran smiled brightly, not worried at all about whether this kind of self-introduction would cause any sense of direction, and seemed to be extremely confident about his name.

Tao Ran?

Han Chengde was in a trance for a moment, then his pupils shrank suddenly, and he even pulled the man in front of him with force, and looked at his face carefully, with a rare excited expression.

"Are you Yueyue's child? It really looks like..." Han Chengde's eyes were red, his voice was hoarse, and he even choked up at one point.

The original owner's mother, Han Yue, used to be his model. The two seem to have a good personal relationship. They are both teachers and friends. Originally, this relationship was only briefly mentioned in the setting, but now it seems that it is deeper than he imagined?

However, the original owner's series of murderous behaviors, coupled with the scumbag father who indirectly forced her to death, ruined all these favors, otherwise, they would not have bypassed him and helped the protagonist in the end.

"It's me. Mom's diary specifically told me to visit you in the future. Unfortunately, I only saw it recently..." Tao Ran lowered her head, a little embarrassed.

A diary...of course it was made up.

But it was true that she was thinking about this old man before she died. She regretted that she did not listen to him, regretted that she was easily deceived by that man, and regretted that she would not be able to watch the child grow up in person...

However, I felt ashamed to see him again, thinking too much, my condition worsened, and I was in a trance all day long, so I didn't have any thoughts to write any diary.

But when all these factors are added together, Tao Ran can't help but have a good impression of this old man. He really respects him as an elder. true love.

"I'm very happy that you can come." Han Chengde smiled, but couldn't restrain himself in the end, and stretched out his hand to caress his pair of eyebrows and eyes, which were very similar to his mother.

"That's the way to go, the heart must come." Tao Ran smiled and handed over the box that he had been playing with for a long time. It was the size of a palm and looked too small.

Han Chengde took it carefully and opened it, his eyes widened suddenly, and his breathing became much heavier.

Inside is a piece of glass-type imperial green jadeite, such a rare thing, but a cartoon sheep is carved on it, which was originally given to Han Yue by himself.

"Mom said that I want to return this thing to you for a thought, but I think she must like it very much, so I left that piece for her selfishly. I asked someone to find it. Good master carving, I hope you don't dislike it, just treat it as... a gift from your mother, okay?"

Tao Ran said cautiously, this was a dangerous move, after all, rashly mentioning another person, for fear of causing resentment, but this was indeed the last wish of the original owner's mother.

After thinking about the love of supporting and caring, I also want to entrust him to take care of my baby who is still in its infancy.

Han Chengde's lips trembled slightly, and there were even tears in his eyes. He gently stroked the jade pendant, and suddenly stretched out his hand to embrace Tao Ran into his arms.

I even forgot about my cleanliness, but only the faint fragrance of shower gel permeates the tip of my nose, which is refreshing, just like those eyes, clean and thorough.

"This is the best gift I've ever received."

Tao Ran winked at the man, not caring at all about his wrist that hurt a little from his grip, and said with a smile, "I brought my mother's gift, but you have to take a look at my gift."

"What is it?" Han Chengde looked at him, obviously there was nowhere to hide anything on his body, but his smile remained unchanged, pampering the naughty junior in front of him.

"Let me introduce you," Tao Ran pulled out Yan Chi, who was standing silently behind him, and pushed him in front of Mr. Han like offering a treasure, and said proudly, "This is the big treasure I found for you. Are you eager for skills? Your level is high, and no one dares to play against you, but he is comparable to the national players."

This is his main purpose today. Apart from filming and writing scripts, Han Chengde likes to play chess, and his chess skills are superb. After playing for decades, he is not far from a professional level.

But the new film stars who followed him mostly wanted to learn some experience from him, build a good relationship, and expand their network, but no one could really sit down and accompany him to a good game.

Even patiently listen to his gossip.

Tao Ran was immersed in his own settings, and didn't notice that Yan Chi's body stiffened for a moment, and his eyes even showed a little coldness.

He knows how to play chess, Go and Xiangqi are especially proficient, and he also knows a little bit about other chess games.

But this was taught by the old man himself, even that man didn't know.

How did this person... know?

He investigates himself?

Or... from which side?