After the male protagonist has a villain child

On the third day of K's detention, Shen Zhixing took Tang Qiao out to play. The place they went was a resort in Linshi, and it only took more than two hours to drive.

As the car was driving on the expressway, Tang Qiao leaned softly against her husband, and when he passed the Huanhai Highway, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at it without blinking.

On the sparkling sea, the back of the cruise ship can be seen in the distance, which is as beautiful as a vacation coast.

Shen Zhixing put away the report, took off his glasses, hugged Tang Qiao into his arms, and lowered his head slightly: "Looks good?"

Tang Qiao moved and changed into a more comfortable position. He nodded and said, "It's nice. I haven't been to the beach yet."

Tang Qiao was very quiet since he was a child. He was a person who would not feel bored if he stayed in the studio all day. At that time, Tang's father and Tang mother wanted to train him to be a famous painter. Bring Tang Qiao into his studio and teach Tang Qiao how to draw.

Tang Qiao hasn't traveled with his parents in the past twenty or thirteen years. Apart from school, the place where he stays the longest is the studio.

"Wait? The baby is born? Let's go to the South Island to see the sea."

Shen Zhixing's voice was very low, with an imperceptible sigh and tenderness, he kissed Tang Qiao's soft hair, and then said softly: "Qiao Qiao, what do you want? What kind of wedding?"

Their wedding should have been put on the agenda long ago, but because they had a baby and there was no suitable day for their wedding in the second half of the year after the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was postponed until next summer.

Next summer... the baby has come out of his baby daddy's womb? After finishing the full moon wine, he and Qiao Qiao's wedding can be held.

"I listen to my husband." Tang Qiao said obediently.

He doesn't have many friends, and they are all shy and quiet people. When he comes, he will probably just bury his head in eating, but his relatives... Thinking of what his parents told him, how many relatives want to borrow his relationship with her husband? Being connected with the Shen family, he couldn't help frowning.

"What's wrong?" Shen Zhixing asked him.

Tang Qiao raised her hand to touch the gemstone brooch on the left side of her husband's collar, making a muffled sound.

"Honey, my relatives over there, don't pay attention to them."

Just now they were talking about the wedding, but the topic suddenly jumped to relatives... Shen Zhixing chuckled lightly, and probably understood what Tang Qiao was worrying about.

"I already dealt with it, what should I do?"

"Huh?" Tang Qiao opened her eyes wide and sat upright in her husband's arms: "Have they gone to the company to find her husband?"

This is really...too thick-skinned, Tang Qiao was so angry that the corners of his eyes turned red, but his heart was full of helplessness and grievance.

The distance between the Shen family and the Tang family is not hundreds of billions. Even though Tang Qiao is already with her husband, she still feels inferior in the face of such a behemoth and the husband who controls the entire Shen family.

He tried hard to improve himself, worked hard to paint, wanted to make a name for himself in the painting world, and wanted to be worthy of his husband, but the arrival of the baby made him have to stop.

The paint contains chemical ingredients, and my husband will not let him enter the studio again.

So he changed the direction of his efforts, listening to prenatal education music every day, telling stories to the baby, and drinking a lot of soup that can make the baby grow up healthily, because he knows that what he can do now is to take good care of himself and his husband. Baby.

...He doesn't want others? As soon as he is mentioned, he feels that he is not good enough for her husband.

The fact that the family disparity cannot be changed, at least, if someone mentions him in the future, can he be praised as a person who takes good care of the family?

But why? Why...why? Why did they do such a thing? Tang Qiao's eyes were flushed, and she bit her lip tightly.

He doesn't want her husband to think that his relatives are a bunch of greedy people? He doesn't want her husband to hate him.

"I was wrong, I should make it clear," Shen Zhixing sighed, lowered his head and kissed his red eye sockets: "Are they here? They asked me, but they just wanted a competition spot, so I gave it."

Tang Qiao blinked her tearful eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Is this really the only way?"

Shen Zhixing looked at him, and kissed his teeth-marked lips: "I swear."

After getting off the Huanhai Highway and directly entering the urban area of ​​Yunshi, the car passed by the bustling commercial street and stopped in front of a private restaurant.

Sitting in the car, Tang Qiao looked through the car window at the classical Chinese-style private restaurant outside, and looked suspiciously at her husband beside her.

"Honey, are we going to have lunch here?"

They set off from home at nine o'clock in the morning and arrived here just in time for lunch.

Shen Zhixing wrapped the scarf around him, said "huh", and said, "This restaurant's food is good."

Tang Qiao was wearing a pure white down jacket, his face looked even whiter because of the cold weather, and the way he looked at her husband with beautiful eyes without blinking, made people want to bow their heads and kiss him.

Shen Zhixing stroked his cool cheeks, and said softly: "It's windy outside, the scarf should be untied when you come back."

The assistant opened the car door outside, and Tang Qiao got out of the car with her husband. As soon as she stood still, she saw a person surrounded by people like a star.

It was a tall and straight man?, wearing a long overcoat, with disheveled hair, hands in pockets, lazily walking towards them as if he had just woken up?.

There are at least seven or eight people behind him, all of whom are very young elites. Seeing Shen Zhixing with a cold face, the elites immediately changed their expressions.

No wonder Young Master Qin clamored to come out to eat, so it turned out that he was here to support him.

"Mr. Shen, Master Tang." The elites greeted politely.

Tang Qiao stood with her husband, heard the words? Smiled and said: "Hello."

Seeing his cousin and his cousin's wife, Qin Qiong changed his expressionless expression and began to grin, looking particularly awkward.

"Finally, we can sit and eat together again. Let's go for a walk. I'm treating you today."

Shen Zhixing glanced at the few people beside him, and took Tang Qiao's hand into the private restaurant.

The restaurant is decorated in classical Chinese style, and there are not many customers, giving people a very quiet feeling.

"Aren't you bothered? You also want to have a meal? If you want to follow, where can I run? Can I run?"

Qin Qiong's frantic voice came from behind him. He probably had endured it for a long time and was on the verge of breaking out: "I'm going to fight someone again!"

The elites frowned and were about to say something when they saw Shen Zhixing who was walking in front stop and looked over indifferently.

The elites bowed their heads immediately, and the leader said, "I'm sorry, we'll leave right away."

After speaking, how many people? Quickly disappeared in the corridor.

Qin Qiong said angrily: "Fortunately, I have my cousin to help me, otherwise I really want to go back and fight with Minister Qin? Get up? Is there anyone who treats my son like this? It's too much!"

The waiter pushed open the door of the private room, and Shen Zhixing led Tang Qiao in.

Sitting next to her husband, Tang Qiao saw that her husband didn't really want to pay attention to cousin Qin Qiong, so he took the initiative to ask: "Those people just now? Are they all from the Economic Investigation Bureau?"

Qin Qiong was tearful, only my sister-in-law cared about me.

"They were all sent by Minister Qin to spy on me. Minister Qin is covering the sky with one hand in the Economic Investigation Bureau. I can't escape his clutches at all."

Minister Qin?

Tang Qiao was puzzled for a while, then remembered? Minister Qin is Uncle Qin.

Shen Zhixing said flatly: "Don't pay attention to him, let him cry."

He brought the menu over and asked Tang Qiao to order. Tang Qiao didn't even look at it, but pushed away.

Shen Zhixing: "Huh? Why don't you order? Don't you like the food here?"

Tang Qiao: "I like it." Thinking of the last time I ordered anything at a restaurant and was rejected by my husband, he was a little annoyed and said: "I ordered, and you won't give it to me."

Shen Zhixing laughed lightly, and looked at him with crossed long legs: "Qiao Qiao has learned to be smart."

of course.

Tang Qiao thought in her heart, this is all because of being bullied by her husband.

Shen Zhixing withdrew his gaze, flipped through two pages casually, leaned over suddenly, and whispered to Tang Qiao, "I chose this restaurant specially for Qiao Qiao, is it true that Qiao Qiao doesn't order it?"

Husband means, as long as it is on the menu, can he eat it today?

Tang Qiao opened his eyes wide: "Then I'll order, I'll order my favorite food!"

Shen Zhixing handed him the menu, and said kindly: "The shrimp dumplings here are very delicious."

Qin Qiong...Qin Qiong pretended to cry in the corner. After all, she paid for the wrong meal today.

An hour after the meal, Tang Qiao bit down the last shrimp dumpling and put down his chopsticks contentedly.

"Do you still want to eat?" Shen Zhixing asked beside him.

Tang Qiao shook her head, looked up at her husband, "I'm full."

"Go wash your hands."

There is a place to wash hands in the private room? Tang Qiao got up, washed his hands with clean water, and then with hand sanitizer.

At the dinner table, Qin Qiong was still struggling to pick up the rice. While eating, he opened his mouth: "Cousin, where are you going now? Take me with you. I promise to be an invisible person and not disturb your intimacy with your sister-in-law. "

"Speak again, I promise Minister Qin will come over now? Arrest you."

Shen Zhixing just dropped by to see Qin Qiong, so he didn't plan to take a light bulb on vacation.

Qin Qiong didn't dare to speak anymore. After finishing the meal, he said to Tang Qiao: "Goodbye, sister-in-law! Goodbye, little nephew!" and fled away.

Taking advantage of those few people who didn't dare to come over, he ran first as a respect.

Tang Qiao returned to her husband's side, was pulled into her arms by her husband, and sat on her husband's lap.

"Cousin Qin Qiong seems to be very afraid of Uncle Qin."

Shen Zhixing: "He has been unruly since he was a child, and he is used to being beaten."

Tang Qiao nestled softly in her husband's arms, her eyes were as clear and beautiful as lake water: "My husband and cousin Qin Qiong grew up together... I can't imagine how my husband is being chased and beaten."

Although I don't know what my husband was like when he was a child, but now my husband is cold and elegant, and can fascinate people.

Shen Zhixing's chest trembled, and his slightly indifferent voice was filled with a smile: "I really can't imagine it, because I have never been beaten before."

Tang Qiao thought about it, yes, her husband's status in the Shen family was so high that he needed someone to look up to, even at a mischievous age, no one would dare to say a harsh word to him, let alone chase after him.

Shen Zhixing seemed to know what he was thinking, and said with a light smile, "I was a very good person when I was young?"

He hadn't thought of everything at that time, he was just a very normal child, and he would have the emotions that a child should have, but maybe it was because of his nature, he preferred a Qin Qiong to climbing trees and building blocks. People? Sitting quietly in a corner reading a book.

Tang Qiao couldn't imagine her husband being chased and beaten, but even more so, she couldn't imagine her husband being very obedient.

My husband's hobby is probably to find opportunities to bully him after work, especially when we first met, he would always say some weird things and make him feel at a loss.

Thinking of this, Tang Qiao recalled the indifferent and perfunctory look her husband used to say that they were impossible and that he was too clingy. He was so angry that he turned around and refused to give her husband a hug.