Dressed as a substitute lover of a wealthy old man

"Excuse me, I'm here to pick up the dog."

Qiao Ning's face quickly turned cold again, he glanced over coldly, turned his head and walked away.

"stop."

Tong Yuan took a peek at Pei Xiangyu, the expression on his face was exactly the same as Qiao Ning's, it was just copied and pasted.

No wonder it's a family.

He wisely separated from Pei Xiangyu, put on a dazed look of "I don't know what's wrong with you", and even shrank behind Pei Xiangyu's shoulder in embarrassment.

"Qiao Ning, if you live outside and don't go home, you can't even talk properly, can you?"

Pei Xiangyu's downcast face was extremely frightening, but it was just frightening to look at.As far as he was suffocating and digesting last night, Tong Yuan could see through it, no matter how noisy Qiao Ning was, he would not take it seriously.

He understood this, but Qiao Ning, who had been with Pei Xiangyu day and night for ten years, didn't understand.

Seeing Qiao Ning's back stretched straight, it seemed that she had made a lot of determination before turning around to face Pei Xiangyu.

"Even if you try to understand me a little bit, I won't be what I am now, but do you have it?"

Qiao Ning's voice was extremely low, as if he had been suppressed for a long time, and he would collapse if he didn't pay attention.

"You don't like my art exam in college, you don't like my debut in an audition, you don't like all of my singles and filming, I don't live to please you, I also have things I want to do."

"I don't want to study finance, I don't want to study abroad, I don't want to fall into the pile of money and I don't want to get out, I don't want to take the path you arranged for me!"

"What do you want to do?" Pei Xiangyu sneered, "It's just to show your face, can anyone comment on it?"

"I'm not afraid of being judged by others. I can prove myself. One day people will mention me. It's my works and roles, not me!"

Qiao Ning's tone became more and more agitated, and he seemed to realize this himself, so he didn't speak for more than a minute.When he spoke again, his tone was calm and unwavering, a little tired.

"My...my parents," Qiao Ning said with difficulty, as if she was very unfamiliar with these two terms, "I don't want the things they left behind, just take it as thank you for taking care of me for so many years, let's Clear it up."

Tong Yuan secretly smacked his tongue, Qiao Ning is for real!

From his angle, he happened to see two blue veins bulging on the side of Pei Xiangyu's cheeks, which were beating faintly, as if they were about to explode at any moment.

After Qiao Ning finished speaking, he went out without giving him a chance to explode. Pei Xiangyu also stood up and followed with an ugly face.

Tong Yuan was left on the sidelines, and it was impossible for him to sit honestly. With such a big melon, he couldn’t do anything without eating it. He followed the melon’s footsteps with great interest. The past reflection dazzled his eyes, and subconsciously turned his face away.

As sensitive as he is, his first reaction is that there are cameras secretly taking pictures outside.

Regardless of whether the other party came with him and Pei Xiangyu, or with Qiao Ning, he didn't want to go out to join in the fun. Tong Yuan reluctantly cut the melon, turned around and retreated into the house, finding an angle with a decent view.

It didn't take long for Qiao Ning and Pei Xiangyu to come back, bringing along a large group of people. Tong Yuan thought he had seen the world, so he was a little amazed at this moment.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight...nine.

Be good, Qiao Ning is holding nine leashes in his hand, each of which is tied to a large dog.

The dogs had obviously been trained, and they were not knotted after being led like this, but the closer they got to the house, the more excited they became, and they all deviated from the path of travel, dragging Qiao Ning into the house.

He saw it clearly in the house, Pei Xiangyu held his finger in his mouth and blew the whistle, the dogs calmed down, followed Qiao Ning out of the yard, and came to a boxcar parked outside.

As if they realized that the little master they hadn't seen for a long time was here to take them away, the big dogs refused to get in the car again, looking at Pei Xiangyu's direction, trying to break free from the leash.

Qiao Ning felt a little anxious for a while, squatted down and coaxed the dogs one by one, opened a pile of canned food and brought the dogs into the car.

The child is a pretty good child, but it's a pity that he is young and ignorant, Tong Yuan can still understand.After all, no one is too young to do anything. It's ashamed to say that at that time, he hurt people even more than that. It will take three to five years to realize the mistake.

Moreover, Pei Xiangyu was not wronged.

But at this moment, Pei Xiangyu can be regarded as a complete loner, not to mention the children he raised, and now he doesn't even have a dog.

Empty nesters are unmistakable.

Thinking about it like this, Tong Yuan still felt a little embarrassed, what a perfect man, but with such a weakness as Qiao Ning, no one is perfect.

When Pei Xiangyu came back, he still had the expressionless expression of happiness and anger, most of which was kept in his heart.Tong Yuan followed him to the sofa and touched his back.

"Ask Fan Tong to pick you up."

"Can't I accompany you?" Tong Yuan tilted his head.

Pei Xiangyu stared at him for a while, then let out a long breath, and stroked his hair: "Don't make me angry."

"No." Tong Yuan treats his body in his own way, imitating Pei Xiangyu and ruffling his meticulous hair, "I'll play the piano for you."

As a result, Pei Xiangyu's mood didn't improve after one night. It seems that Qiao Ning's incident has dealt a heavy blow to Pei Xiangyu, and Tong Yuan's sense of accomplishment has been greatly reduced. Looking at Pei Xiangyu is not so rare anymore. He didn't like to talk to people very much, so he buried himself in breakfast, only to find that Pei Xiangyu hadn't come back since he went out just now.

"Aunt Liu," Tong Yuan called to stop the woman who was cleaning the dishes, "Where are the others?"

"Ah Yu, I went to the small garden at the back, you can look for it."

Ah Yu?Tong Yuan is very interested in this intimate title.

He stayed with Pei Xiangyu last night, everything was prepared by Aunt Liu, and he didn't show any disdain for his identity, like a kind elder, Tong Yuan naturally didn't hesitate to show a good face.

His face wasn't bad in the first place, and with his intentional gestures of favor, almost no one hated him.

Sure enough, Aunt Liu took his hand and patted it: "If you can spend time with Ah Yu, spend more time with him, talk to him more, it's not a problem to hold back all the time."

"I will."

Tong Yuan handed the empty milk cup to Aunt Liu, and Aunt Liu took it over and looked at him: "How old is it?"

"nineteen."

He wiped his mouth without blushing.

"It's so small." Aunt Liu pulled her hair and looked at him again, "Auntie told you, even if A Yu treats you well, you can't be too devoted, you know? Leave yourself a thread in everything, don't just like it He finally paid himself in."

It seems that this is a habitual offender, Tong Yuan seemed to understand, agreed, and took a glass of water to find the small garden that Aunt Liu had mentioned.

The small garden is not difficult to find. You can see it after half a circle around the villa. It is said to be a small garden, but it is not small at all, at least as big as a football field.

The flowers are colorful and colorful. Tong Yuan didn't have much research on this thing, he only recognized a piece of golden sunflower, and the rest were collectively called "flowers".

In front of the garden was a row of small houses about half a person tall. When you walked closer, you could smell a dog smell, but now it was empty.

Tong Yuan walked around the garden twice but couldn't find Pei Xiangyu. Just when he was about to turn around and go back, a man appeared from among the flowers.

Pei Xiangyu stood with his back on his back, wearing a racerback vest, his skin was soaked in sweat, shining brightly in the morning sun, he was wearing gloves, he took a pair of scissors, and wiped them with the towel hanging around his neck. Khan, standing there motionless, not knowing what he was doing.

Tong Yuan half-closed his eyes, and satiated his eyes early in the morning, until Pei Xiangyu bent down again and was submerged in the flowers.

He stepped lightly, stepping on fallen leaves and dry branches and tiptoed over.

Although his movements were not small, it was obvious that Pei Xiangyu's "clicking" sound was louder, and he didn't know anything about his approach.

Tong Yuan lightly poked Pei Xiangyu's back: "Ah Yu!"

Pei Xiangyu turned around suddenly, Tong Yuan took a step back and looked at Pei Xiangyu with a smile.

Pei Xiangyu looked at him with a strange expression, his emotions unclear.

Tong Yuan was not afraid, and passed the water over: "Aunt Liu called you that."

"so rude."

Tong Yuan didn't take it seriously, and squatted down with Pei Xiangyu, watching him pruning the flower branches.

"what is this flower?"

"Hydrangeas."

"Is it blue itself?"

"No."

Tong Yuan touched the dew on the petals: "Can I pick it?"

"..."

Seeing the obvious hesitation on Pei Xiangyu's face, he withdrew his hand, kept a distance away, and said obediently, "I'll just ask."

"Why did you come here?"

"Aunt Liu said let me accompany you." He held his chin, a cluster of flowers fell down due to the vibration during pruning, Tong Yuan picked it up as he wished, and pinned it to Pei Xiangyu's ear, "Be happy!"

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I don't know if Pei Xiangyu is happy or not, but Tong Yuan himself is quite happy. A certain part-time driver sent him to the sensual residence. As soon as he got back, he learned that the recording of the show had been postponed again.

He knew in his heart that the postponement was false, and Pei Xiangyu's pressure was the truth. It is estimated that Zhou Kaizhong's loss this time would not be small, and he didn't know where to hide his hair at the moment.

As soon as he went, he stepped out to catch up with the lottery of the next program. It is said that the program team prepared several music styles and allocated them according to the lottery.

In the studio on the second floor, ten people sat in groups of threes and threes, and Tong Yuan sat next to Feng Xiaonan as usual, and within 2 minutes of sitting, he felt uncomfortable with the child next to him.

Tong Yuanquan acted as if he hadn't noticed it, so he did what he wanted, but in the end Feng Xiaonan couldn't hold back his words, he hesitated and said, "What I said that day...do you remember?"

"When?"

"The day you got drunk..."

"Oh," Tong Yuan was stunned, "You said you plan to retire, did you tell the director?"

Feng Xiaonan was stunned, looked at Tong Yuan, confirmed that he really didn't remember what he said, and then he put his heart back in his stomach.

"Say it, the director said he wants to communicate with the program team."

"Well, I support you."

Feng Xiaonan agreed with a guilty conscience, and said nervously: "Pei Xiangyu didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

"No."

Tong Yuan shook his head, not only didn't feel embarrassed, but also gave a big gift. When he thought of the piano, Tong Yuan couldn't help but smile.

Feng Xiaonan only thought that he had a deep-rooted affection for Pei Xiangyu, and he was so happy just mentioning it, which made him even sadder for a while.

Until the director came late, the studio quickly quieted down.

After a process in which the form was greater than the content was completed, what Tong Yuan got in his hand was "Jazz".

Everyone was exchanging the topics they got in their hands. He was sitting alone on the edge, not interested in these, when suddenly someone touched his arm.

He turned around and saw a kid named He Chong who didn't communicate much with each other.

"what happened?"

"It's just..." He Chong scratched his hair, "Can you change it with me? I really can't control the one I got..."

"Can it be changed?"

"The director said that both parties agree." He Chong looked at him expectantly.

Tong Yuan's impression of him was that he was quite a shy kid. He probably wouldn't come to him if he had no choice but to ask for help. With the intention of helping if he could, he handed over his autograph: "Here."

He Chong obviously didn't expect it to be so smooth, but he didn't dare to pick it up. He waved his hands in a panic, and hurriedly explained: "You take a look at mine first, I just exchanged with them and no one was willing. Take a look first."

Tong Yuan glanced at He Chong's signature, on which the word "Ancient Style" was written profusely.

Gufeng has not yet developed into a particularly mature style of music. The ones that come out are either masterpieces or rubbish. It is an out-and-out minefield. Everyone is not stupid, so naturally no one is willing to exchange with him.

"Can I change it?"

He Chong asked without hope.

Tong Yuan took it over with disapproval: "Give it to me."

After working on this matter for almost a long time, the dust finally settled. Everyone came out of the shed with stiff backs. Tong Yuan had just taken two steps when Qu Jiabai stopped him.

"It's different to have someone behind you, self-willed."

Such a blatant provocation, Tong Yuan couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to. He hooked the corners of his mouth, raised his eyebrows and looked back: "You're right, so what? Do you have any objections?"

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