married with son

Xiang Beibei is my son...but...that's not what I want, because that woman got me drunk...but she gave birth and ran away. .....I can't abandon a newborn child without conscience... I have raised him all these years alone, it doesn't matter whether I am suffering or tired, I originally wanted to be with my son in the future We depend on each other for fate...but God let me meet you...this is life...you are like a knot in my heart, your every frown and smile Every move makes me crazy, I love you. "

With tears in her eyes, Ms. Lin said in a trembling voice, "You are so cruel...why didn't you say it earlier, my heart hurts so much these days..."

Ga?Xiang Chen moved the man's hand away, apologetically saying that the phone vibrated, then took it out and squinted his eyes to read: Baidu Baidu... Qiong Yao's classic lines... lines... ...

He coughed lightly, put the phone back, and held Miss Lin's hand again: "You hurt, and I hurt too! You hurt, and I hurt even more!"

Ms. Lin burst into tears: "Chen..."

Xiang Chen hugged her in his arms, frowned and thought about it for a long time and didn't know what this girl's name was, so let's figure it out, "My heart... don't cry, we will have a long time to come. ...Why don't you sign the contract now?"

"Okay, I'll sign."

Xiang Chen took the rose from Ms. Lin's hand with a gentle face, and handed her the contract and the pen. Ms. Lin's eyes were red from crying, and she signed her name on it tremblingly.

An Che happened to see it when he was driving by, of course, he only saw Xiang Chen, the sun was shining on that person, his gentle eyes could make one drown in it, holding a large bouquet of roses in his hand, smiling... ...why is that treacherous smile?

Looking at the person opposite who was signing something with his head bowed, An Che lit a cigarette, opened the car door and walked down. Seeing the last page of the contract in Miss Lin's hand, Xiang Chen was already excited and was about to yell: It's done! !

An Che lightly patted Xiang Chen on the shoulder: "You are so beautiful today."

"Cough!" A muffled cough woke up Ms. Lin who was still immersed in happiness: "Chen... what's wrong with you?"

Xiang Chen stared at the last stroke of the contract, and quickly smiled coquettishly: "No, write it quickly, and let's go to dinner after finishing." Miss Lin smiled: "Okay...then this is it?"

Xiang Chen felt the hands on his shoulders slowly tightening, and the hairs all over his body stood up in fright, and he hurriedly said haha: "I, we always..."

An Che frowned, and smelled the bouquet of roses: "It smells so good, is it for me?" He looked up at Miss Lin, and stretched out his right hand: "Hello, I'm Xiang Chen's husband, who are you?"

Miss Lin's hand froze again: "You...what did you say?"

Xiang Chen hurriedly hugged the flower and stuffed it on Miss Lin's body: "Don't listen to him... I, I, I don't have a husband!"

Miss Lin breathed a sigh of relief: "I believe you."

Mr. An looked at Ms. Lin with a cold face: "You should believe me." Then he pulled Xiang Chen's hand closer to his bosom, looked at the little mouth that was about to explain desperately and smiled... En ,tasty.

"Hmm!!!! Mmm!!!" Xiang Chen squinted at Miss Lin who was petrified, struggling desperately.

"Ah!!!" A high-pitched female voice rang out, and then there were contracts flying all over the sky. Xiang Chen reached out to grab them, but he was hugged tightly by Mr. An, looking at the pages that fell into the pool. Contract, Xiang Chen closed his eyes, feeling the urge to jump down...

5. Happy New Year in "Flower Arrangement"~~~~...

6. Parent meeting...

"Dad! Go hold a parent-teacher meeting for me on Friday!"

Xiang Chen lowered his head and said nothing.

"Dad! Go hold a parent-teacher meeting for me on Friday!!"

Still bowed his head and didn't speak.

"Dad!!!!" Xiang Beibei yelled, and Xiang Chen looked up with red eyes: "Contract..." Xiang Beibei bowed his head, there was a pile of pulp-like things on the table, and Xiang Chen's hair was covered with paper pulp. Grabbing it into a bird's nest, she curled her lips to Beibei: "Then you also have to hold a parent-teacher meeting for me."

Xiang Chen sprang up: "You son of a bitch! Do you have any sympathy! Your father will definitely be scolded by a bald donkey when he goes to work tomorrow, and he may even lose his job! Under such difficult conditions, you How dare you let me go to your school to be scolded? Don't go!"

Xiang Beibei pinched his waist and pushed back: "How did you know that our teacher would scold you! You are a guilty conscience!"

Xiang Chen picked up the contract on the table page by page, held it carefully in the palm of his hand, turned and went back to the room: "If you don't want to go, you won't go!" Then he slammed the door behind him.

Xiang Beibei's eyes were red, and he ran over and smashed the door with his fists raised: "You go, you go!! Our teacher said that if you don't go, I won't let me go to school!! Huh...I want to go to school, but I haven't sent Yang Xiaoming Scared to cry, the newly caught spider is still in the pencil case, and I haven’t caught up with Xiaohua to be my girlfriend yet! I haven’t taken off Zhang Xiaojun’s pants yet! I haven’t spit into Teacher Fang’s teacup yet! You go, you go!! Woo..." The small fist slammed on the door, tears flowed down, and the corner of the mouth curled up as a grievance. Xiang Chen sat in the room and looked at the contract without blinking, and read the contract in his mouth. Muttering: "Then I won't go..."

When An Che entered the door, he saw Xiang Beibei crying loudly on the door. He hurried over without even changing his shoes, and picked him up: "What's wrong with Beibei?"

Crying to Beibei, his eyes were red and swollen and his nose was running, he shook his neck twice, and sniffed his nose: "Home... Parents' meeting... I, I... My father won't go... Suck me, don't get expelled... I want to go to school, woo woo Woo..."

An Che frowned, looked at the closed door and knocked twice: "Xiang Chen."

Xiang Chen shook his head violently, stared at the door vigilantly, thought a few times outside the door, ran to the closet and started fully armed, when he opened the door, Xiang Bei stopped crying, An Che looked at the door expressionlessly. Looking at Xiang Chen, the latter pushed the eyes on the bridge of the nose, and tugged at the big vest on his body: "An...an..." The voice was weak, and he slowly raised his hand to support his forehead, his eyes sometimes closed and sometimes opened Kai: "I... I seem to be sick... Beibei's place... I'm afraid I won't be able to go... I, my, my head hurts..." As he spoke, his body shook a little, and he stared at Beibei with a pair of eyes , Xiang Chen shook twice, and was about to fall, An Che took two steps back, and Xiang Chen stabilized himself again, weakly supporting the wall: "Maybe the water is too cold, ouch... my head " An Che glanced at him, but didn't speak, Xiang Chen rubbed his head and turned back to the room after performing lively, and closed the door again, Xiang Beibei pursed his mouth to cry, An Che patted that little head and entered the study.

Sitting on the side and watching An Che work, Xiang Beibei frowned tightly as if he was thinking about something. When An Che raised his head, he looked at Xiang Beibei, covering his head: "Uncle An, my head hurts so much. ah……"

An Che sat on the chair without saying a word, and walked a few steps towards Beibei: "Uncle An...I'm so anxious that my head hurts to death..." Seeing that An Che ignored him, he quietly raised his eyes and meowed After a moment, he hurriedly lowered his head again, An Che crossed his chest and raised his eyebrows: "Beibei, you can't pretend to be sick."

Shrinking his neck to Beibei, he muttered softly, "But Dad just pretended..."

"You can't learn from him."

Sniffing to Beibei: "Then Uncle An will help my father, I won't learn from him."

An Che twitched the corner of his mouth slightly: Is the kid threatening someone?

On Friday, the weather was fine.

Xiang Bei got off An Che's car, and the children all around stared at the long car, and a few naughty children ran over chirping: "Xiang Beibei! Is that your car? ?”

Beibei held his head high and held his chest high: "Of course it is!"

Another child jumped out: "You liar! Your father rides a bicycle every time he comes here, this one is definitely not yours!"

Xiang Beibei's nose turned up to the sky: "I didn't! I'm going to change my surname to An Beibei in the future. My name is An Beibei. Did you see that! That's my father." Pointing to An Che who just got out of the car He also said: "My house is so big, it's four stories high."

The little girl in a floral dress ran out: "I know, I know! Beibei, you must be like the one shown on TV, a child lost by a wealthy family. Now they have found you, and you have become a child." Rich man!"

Xiang Beibei pinched his waist and laughed: "That's right! I have 100 yuan pocket money now! Huahua, if you agree to be my girlfriend, I will give you it! I will take you to live in a small western-style building!"

The little girl lowered her head and thought for a while: "Okay, Beibei, I want to be your girlfriend!"

The kid next to him booed: "I want it too!! I want it too!!"

Xiang Beibei pursed his lips: "You are all men and cannot be a girlfriend, but if any of you want to call me the boss, I will take you... Ah! Let me down!!"

An Che stood behind listening with black lines on his face. He picked up Beibei's collar with one hand and picked it up from behind: "You can't be like a little upstart."

Xiang Beibei giggled: "I'm just joking, my dad said that if you have money, you can't give it to outsiders."

The teacher at the top of the parent meeting looked at the parents sitting in the classroom with a smile on his face: "I called everyone here today, just to let the parents know about their children's learning situation, so as to facilitate the education of both parties. The students in Class A are generally very obedient and very good. Smart, and that's something I'm personally proud of...except for a few classmates..."

Xiang Beibei lying on the table doing ghosts