My food delivery can be popular [Entertainment]

Bai Yumiao just shed tears without saying a word, and his chest heaved and fell, obviously his emotions had not stabilized yet.Qi Ting looked at the corner of his bleeding mouth, half of his white and tender face was swollen, it felt as painful as if someone had ripped his heart out.

He walked over to hug him, and coaxed him in a low voice, "Okay...ok...it's okay...be good..."

Bai Yumiao lowered his head, his face hurting from tearing.He talked bluntly for a long time without saying a single meaningful word.

The man shook off his large windbreaker and pulled him into his arms, rubbed his cheeks against the top of his furry head, and coaxed him softly, "Go home and say, be good."

Bai Yumiao snorted, the man's heart was soft and aching, he looked down at Bai Yumiao unconsciously holding his hand at the inner corner of his windbreaker, and then hugged him a little tighter.

"Brother Guan, your body is... warm." Someone said inarticulately.

Back in the house, Bai Yumiao sat on the sofa in a daze. The man soaked the ice pack in warm water for a while, and then gently pressed it on his face.

"hiss"

Qi Tingguan endured his heartache and said in a low voice: "This ice pack is very useful. I used this to slow down quickly after I fell down while filming."

Bai Yumiao gave a "hmm" and wanted to reach out to press the ice pack, but the man said, "It's okay, you sit down."

"what is the problem?"

Bai Yumiao hesitated for a moment, and chose to tell the truth, "It's my dad..."

"No wonder." The man sighed complicatedly, and felt unwilling to let go.

He stared at the child's red, swollen and bloodshot cheeks, and slowly released the image in his mind of throwing a figure on the ground and stepping on it.

He took a deep breath, "Your dad is back? What about others?"

Bai Yumiao hummed, and after a while, the swelling and numbness on his face gradually subsided, and he picked out something he could say and said, "He saw it online, so he knew."

A trace of discomfort flashed in Qi Tingguan's eyes, "I haven't signed the contract yet, didn't you tell him?"

Bai Yumiao nodded indiscriminately.

As soon as the signing of the contract was mentioned, he couldn't help but panic to death.He didn't know what was going on with him, he had originally determined that it was impossible to sign a contract with Qi Tingguan, but when he met his father today, he was full of thoughts, why he couldn't make his debut, why he couldn't sign a contract.

Also, what's wrong with Qi Tingguan, why can't he afford the 5000 million endorsement fee?

But these can not be said, he himself is very confused.

He thought, if he wasn't crazy, then this man really drugged him.

Bai Yumiao was in a trance when the phone rang and the caller showed "Old Bai".

Qi Tingguan frowned, sat silently on the other side of him, and continued to cover the ice pack on his face.

Bai Yumiao picked it up without speaking.

"Where's you? You're a black man with a swollen face. Where did you go?"

The little leopard, who had just calmed down, became excited again, ignoring the pain in the corner of his mouth, and shouted hoarsely into the phone: "Don't worry about it!"

The old man sighed, and said after a while: "Come back, let's have a chat."

Bai Yumiao's eyes turned red, "Who is talking to you? Who are you and your father?"

That head couldn't hold back: "Miaomiao..."

Bai Yumiao cried and said, "Didn't I just show my face on TV? Did I sell myself to laugh or sell myself? You threw all the jade I gave you!"

There was complete silence on the other end of the phone, Bai Yumiao was out of breath from crying.

He said: "You were right just now You, you don't have my son."

As he spoke, he hung up the phone, turned it off and threw it across the air. In the huge living room, the phone was thrown from one end to the other, and smashed into the carpet without making a sound.

Qi Ting watched in shock.He is considered to be the rich generation of his family, and he has never raised a son, and this is the first time he has personally witnessed the scene of the young master messing with his family members.

The man pondered, "What did your dad drop?"

Bai Yumiao looked at the carpet in dismay: "When I was 14 years old, I used my pocket money to gamble with my friend's company. I made the first small amount of money and bought my dad a favorite ornament."

14 years old ...

The man was sad and praised, and said in a low voice: "You are very smart at a young age, how much did you earn?"

Bai Yumiao paused, silently subtracted two zeros, and said, "More than 9000 yuan."

"A lot." The man sighed, "I can buy a pendant that is okay."

He stretched his hand along Bai Yumiao's back and said, "Don't be angry with your father. It's fine if it's someone else, but it's your father, we have to solve the problem."

He went on to say: "Go back and ask your dad out, and I will talk to him. The pig farm at home is all ruined, and his son has the ability to make a comeback. He should be proud of you. Those old feudal prejudices... are not worth it." I mentioned it."

Bai Yumiao was sobbing at first, but when he heard the word "pig farm", he choked up, opened his mouth and hiccupped.

The man's heart became softer, he hugged him and patted his back, "Poor thing, I'm crying and hiccupping. Okay, okay, your dad bullied you, and your brother spoiled you. Okay, be good..."

Bai Yumiao was coaxed and coaxed by him to calm down, and wiped away his tears, feeling a little humiliated.He stood up silently, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked outside.

It was dark tree shadows outside, and the golden lights in the house were reflected on the glass.The man walked up behind him silently, sighed, "The concert... why don't you go to it first."

Bai Yumiao thought for a while, then shook his head: "Are you signing a contract on Friday? I'm going to the concert."

In fact, Qi Tingguan has never really understood what it has to do with the concert whether he signs a contract or not.He was about to ask a question when he saw that the faces of the people around him suddenly changed.

Bai Yumiao pressed his face against the glass and stared out of the pitch-black window. Downstairs was a man in sportswear running slowly along the tree path.

That's his dad.

When Lao Bai was upset, he liked to jog outdoors. It was probably too dark to be too lazy to go out, so he solved it in the community.

There are a total of nine buildings in Junhaidijing, all of which were bought for investment. Only two households lived in the real estate, and they didn't know each other.

The father and father seem to have a good understanding, Lao Bai just ran to stop in front of Qi Tingguan's house, and was a little surprised to feel that the room above him was brightly lit, so he looked up.

It was too late and then quickly, Bai Yumiao by the window pulled the curtain beside him, his hands were strong, his feet were light, his figure spun lightly, and he and Qi Tingguan were rolled up with the curtain.

Looking up from the dark downstairs, the two figures wrapped in the curtain hugged each other, almost kissing.

Lao Bai outside the house was taken aback, frowning and ran away.

He still muttered: "What kind of people live in this household? This is, they do these nonsense things in the middle of the night."

Qi Tingguan was stunned, and looked down at Bai Yumiao in surprise: "What are you doing?"

Bai Yumiao didn't know if his father had left or not, he was so flustered that he swallowed and said, "Brother Guan, my, my face hurts, please show me."

Qi Ting made a sound, and was about to move, but felt something was wrong, and asked strangely, "What kind of curtains are you wrapping around when your face hurts?"

Bai Yumiao said nonsense, "My face is swollen, I'm afraid of the wind."

The man said complicatedly: "Afraid the wind will still blow?"

"..." Bai Yumiao cursed in his heart, but he couldn't make it round no matter what, so he forced himself to say, "You're bragging, it's okay."

Hearing the words, the man curled the corner of his lower lip, looking at Bai Yumiao's red face that had just subsided a little, pitiful and cute.He carefully held up the child's face and blew it gently.

Cool, a little bit of wind brushed over the fiery cheeks vaguely.

Bai Yumiao raised his eyes, but saw the man lowered his eyelashes, staring intently at his face.He pouted his lips cautiously, not daring to use too much force, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but at this moment he spoke endlessly softly.

The cool feeling at the beginning was gone, and Bai Yumiao felt his face became hotter, and even the other side of his face tended to turn red.

He quickly stretched out his hand and pushed on the man's chest, wanting to take a step back, but tragedy happened immediately

He stepped on the curtain with both feet before, and he didn't know it.

One step back, the whole person fell down.There was a bang, bang, and a hiss on the roof, and the curtains were ripped off in one piece.Even Qi Tingguan was cheated, and fell to the ground with a bang in embarrassment.

After running around the house and returning to the window, Lao Bai, who accidentally witnessed the whole process, felt that his eyes were going to go blind, and while turning back angrily, he said, "No one is serious! I don't know what to do if I have some money." That's it! Hot eyes!"

The curtains tightly wrapped the two of them like silkworms, Qi Tingguan pressed on top of Bai Yumiao, both of them blushed.After a long time, the man struggled to break a passage through the curtain, and stood up awkwardly.

He stood up and rescued Bai Yumiao again. Bai Yumiao blushed and complained, "What kind of broken curtains in your house?! It's so entangled!"

The man sighed and said regretfully, "Just now when you pulled the curtain, I wanted to say..." His Adam's apple twitched, feeling a little unbearable, but he still said, "This is an electric curtain, if you pull it over by force, the mechanism on it will It's already half broken."

Bai Yumiao: "..."

After a while, he straightened his clothes expressionlessly and said, "Sorry, I haven't used this high-end product for a long time, mine."

That night, Bai Yumiao was wearing the Qi family's home clothes again, and lay on the Qi family's bed.

The man turned off the light, closed the door, and said before leaving, "Your face is not seriously injured. Get up tomorrow morning and try your throat. It should be fine."

Bai Yumiao hummed, "Thank you Brother Guan for taking me in."

The man smiled, "It's a small matter. Let's figure out how to persuade your dad after the concert is over."

The door closed and it was pitch black.Bai Yumiao lay on the bed, thought for a while, and turned on his phone.

As soon as I turned it on, two text messages came in, one was from Lao Bai, and it wrote: "Be gentle with your temper, apply your face well, and don't delay the company's affairs."

There is also a bank account reminder, the card has an extra 50.

Bai Yumiao snorted, turned around on the bed twice, and finally replied to his father: Got it.

He was drowsy about going to sleep when his cell phone rang again. It was his mother.

As soon as he picked up the phone, the female voice on the other end worried: "What's going on? Did your father hit you?"

"It's okay, Mom." Bai Yumiao lowered his head guiltily, "It's my fault."

Bai Mu's voice was full of distress, and she blamed: "Can't you and I have a good chat about big things? Talking is worthless, and you must force your father to do it? Only when the slap is slapped on the face will you know that you are afraid, otherwise you won't feel that you have something to do." wrong?"

Bai Yumiao bit his lower lip, the left side was still swollen, he let go again, and said, "You know. My dad will admit it if he hits me... No matter how messed up I am, if he hit me, Just follow me."

"Miaomiao, what brainwashing did Qi Tingguan give you? Are you really going to debut? Are you going to eat as an entertainer?" Bai Mu's voice trembled, "What are you thinking? Ah?"

Bai Yumiao was silent for two seconds. This time, without hesitation, he said softly, "It's not brainwashing."

"He opened my eyes to a possibility that I once despised."

Bai Yumiao asked: "Mom, have you ever listened to the howling wind?"

"What's the wind??" Bai Mu was really worried this time, and she said in a sad voice: "Baby son, go to bed first, and we'll talk when you wake up. I'll make an appointment with a psychiatrist for you. Talk to him."

Bai Yumiao: "...Good night, Mom."

There was a lot of rustling in the guest bedroom, and finally quieted down.

At 12:30 in the middle of the night, Qi Tingguan was lying on the bed in a daze, when the bedside table suddenly shook.

The man reached for his phone and looked at it.

Aston Martin KeLee: Hello, Mr. Qi!The VanquishS classical copper you purchased last week has arrived. Click the attachment to view the detailed configuration. If there is no problem, please pick up the car here.Thanks for your patience!

The man put the phone back on the bedside table and let out a soft breath.

The anxiety caused to him by the little boy's misty eyes faded a lot. He turned over and said to himself: This... should be able to coax him.

The author has something to say: Lao Bai squinted at Qi Tingguan: "I seem to feel some kind of threat..."

Qi Tingguan turned a deaf ear to it, and patted Xiaobai's head: "Your father bullies you, and elder brother spoils you, be good."