The old father dressed as an actor

"Why?" Rao's thinking was as quick as Yan Chi's, but he didn't catch up with his brain circuit for a moment, showing a bit of confusion.

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't want to say it, I understand." Tao Ran patted his arm, changed his shoes, and walked into the living room.

The more I walk, the more sad I feel.

It will be over in just two steps, and this sofa probably won't be able to sleep a single person.

The sofa is not soft enough, and it even hurts my butt. After sitting for a long time, I am afraid that my back will start to hurt.

And TV...

He didn't even want to mention it. Compared with the big guy at home who could occupy the entire wall, this one in front of him was so pitifully small that he couldn't bear to look at it.

Then looking through the half-hidden door into the room that seemed to fit only one bed, Tao Ran felt sore in his heart.

He really wasn't a good father.

I just wanted to push him to work hard and work hard, but I didn't even do a good job in logistical support.

But this kid doesn't like to talk about it, and he doesn't know how much he has suffered outside.

So when Yan Chi poured him a glass of water and sat down, he met Tao Ran's reddish eye sockets, the kind of love and pity that made his scalp tingle, and even a little guilt.

He was silent for a moment, pretending not to understand the deep meaning, his thigh was less than a palm away from Tao Ran's, obviously too close.

"President Tao has investigated my information, so he should know that I grew up in a single-parent family and I don't interact with others on weekdays. I'm afraid I will offend Mr. Han." Yanchi half-truthfully said.

In fact, he didn't even count as a single-parent family. He was brought by the old man's side since he was a child, and that man never cared about him. He was no better than a stranger.

As for not interacting with people...

But anyone who wants to live longer, everyone has to respectfully call Young Master Yan, and no one dares to joke about his life experience. He doesn't have many friends because he doesn't bother to make friends. It's true that he is taciturn.

Hearing these words, Yanchi felt sour and bitter in his heart.

When he was writing novels, he only wanted to create a not-so-perfect background for the protagonist to suit the poor little character. As a result, his parents divorced and grew up with his mother. Even after entering the entertainment industry, he had to face all kinds of people like the original owner. Slag and ruthless suppression.

He didn't even get recognized by his wealthy patriarch until he worked hard to get ahead, set up his own studio and bought Xingyu, and then he turned himself over completely and became an invincible and prominent big shot.

But right now, the single-parent family is obviously his pain point, and even because of this, he has been bullied and discriminated against since he was a child, which is why he has such a cold and aloof temperament.

I don't pay attention to anything, and I don't care about the malice and strange eyes of others, and only focus on doing my own thing.

The more Tao Ran thought about it, the more he felt guilty. If he had known earlier, everything he wrote would become the real world. He would definitely wear it back and hold down the self who wrote it blindly, and change it into a harmonious family and a successful career.

"What only son?" Yan Chi asked suddenly.

Tao Ran's brain froze again.

He actually...in front of people, spoke out what was in his heart!

"Stomach...stomach ache." Tao Ran blinked, clutching his stomach in a dignified manner, with an uncomfortable expression on his face, "Maybe I ate too much just now, and I have some indigestion."

Yan Chi's eyes were slightly cold, the only son of a wealthy family...

He seemed to know a little too much.

Moreover, his identity is not so glorious, the old man should have dealt with it well, so that there will be no information that should not be leaked.

After turning his mind a thousand or eight hundred times, a gentle smile appeared on Yan Chi's face, and he moved a little closer to the man, the tip of his nose almost touching his side face, and the hot air he exhaled fell on Min Min's face. On the sensitive earlobe, Tao Ran trembled unconsciously, "Then let me rub it for you?"

As he spoke, he was about to reach out his hand, and his fingertips were about to touch Tao Ran's waist, but he was dodged like a bunny, and fled to another short sofa.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"Cough, what... I'm ticklish." Tao Ran's eyes turned around, but he refused to fall on his face. Although this man had good intentions, he was still not used to being so close to people.

Even if they are all men.

After all, I feel a little awkward.

Yan Chi laughed softly, but he was not in a hurry, and brought up the topic just now, "And the person who taught me is probably very good, but I don't have brothers and sisters to learn from, and I have never played with others, so The real level is not sure, what if I offend Mr. Han...you have boasted about Haikou, what if I embarrass you?"

"Impossible," Tao Ran shook his head like a rattle, "You are very powerful, very powerful!"

he said firmly.

I know that the golden finger I added is comparable to the existence of the American hand, so how could it not be powerful?

It's just strange that he said that he has no brothers and sisters, he obviously has one...

But after thinking about it, such a person, in his heart, might not be considered a relative at all, so he acquiesced to this statement without refuting anything.

Seeing his determined face, Yan Chi didn't respond to the loopholes in his words, his smile deepened, but his eyes were icy cold.

Know him very well, but do you have a slightly biased understanding of his background?

What could cause such an error?

If the old man didn't hide it well, then he wouldn't know about his favorite skills, and he wouldn't have the guts to sign that kind of support contract with him.

But if the old man hid it well, where did he get his knowledge about himself?Who told him?

that man?His good aunt?still……

His good brother?

Yan Chi was dazed for just a moment, and the person in front of him stood up, looked at the clock on the wall and said, "It's so late, you should go to bed early, and I'll ask someone to arrange a new residence for you tomorrow."

Yan Chi took another step to the side, right in front of him.

He was half a head taller than Tao Ran, looked down slightly, and asked actively, "Aren't you staying tonight?"

Wasn't that why he was forced to sign the contract?

I did this for him, stuffed it into the crew and paved the way everywhere, the attitude was enough, but I just wanted to test his sincerity.

But it happened that there was no movement for such a long time. He didn't like the feeling that this kind of thing was out of control, so he might as well take the initiative to attack.

Anyway, he has a hundred ways to stun people unconsciously.

Tao Ran reflexively glanced at the half-covered bedroom, then glanced at the sofa where there was obviously no room for one person to lie on, and said in confusion, "You still have to film tomorrow."

Yan Chi took a step closer, the distance between the two suddenly narrowed, and he responded in a low voice, "Huh?"

Are you so considerate?It makes people want to laugh.

"So if you sleep on the sofa, your back will hurt tomorrow, which will affect your condition." Tao Ran said seriously.

When he was a child, he came home late at night and was punished to sleep on the sofa, and he was unconscious when he woke up the next day, not to mention the height of this person compared to the sofa...

Designation is uncomfortable.

The perfect smile on Yan Chi's face seemed to have broken for a moment, and he hesitated, "Sofa?"

He even took the initiative to speak, but this person wants him to sleep on the sofa?

Tao Ran nodded, and said as a matter of course: "Yes! Otherwise, I'll sleep on the sofa? Well...it's not impossible."

Of course, he felt that this possibility was extremely low.

Although his son is a bit cold-tempered, he is actually quite modest and polite, not to mention that he is still his boss to a certain extent, he does not believe that this person will drive him to sleep on the sofa, of course he can only wrong himself.

So as expected, we should hurry up and change him to a bigger house, right?

"No, how come..." Yan Chi smiled, took a step back, and returned to the normal social distance, "It's because the bed on my side is too small, so I'll take you out."

After sending the person out, the smile on Yan Chi's face was completely removed.

Does this person really not understand, or is he just pretending to be stupid?