The president came with his son

"Did you act and shoot an underwater scene, and then your mind got flooded?"

"It's enough to regret that I gave birth to you and become a star. I have another one to be angry. Am I sick?" Miao Ziqing finally mustered up the courage to call, but as soon as he asked the question, he was scolded by his mother .

Miao Ziqing's old mother, Cao Siyi, is a high school dean, a textbook-style dean in which students automatically bend over and bow their heads when they see her.

What I hate the most in my life is that Miao Ziqing went to become a star, and even cut off contact with Miao Ziqing for a year at the beginning, and did not give him living expenses, saying that it was to let him experience the hardships of the people.

As a result, Miao Ziqing worked part-time as a model for a while after getting the school's permission, earning a year's tuition, and stopped.

Cao Siyi was so angry that she felt that her son was indeed a capable and thoughtful person, so she finally called him mercifully: "You are really capable."

"No, no." Miao Ziqing was modest.

"You can earn your own tuition fees in the future, do you still want my money?" Cao Siyi deliberately let go of her mobile phone, and there was a circle of little sisters standing beside her.

"If you want it, I won't take a part-time job next year." Miao Ziqing really doesn't like modeling, but the school doesn't allow them to take on the show now, and letting him be a model is already an exception.

Moreover, he himself felt that acting after learning half a bucket of water is not good.

"Dududu-"

Miao Ziqing looked at the phone with a sad face, why did he hang up again, is his attitude not humble enough?

He hesitated, waited an hour and called his mother again.

"Get out!" Cao Siyi roared angrily.

Miao Ziqing: "..." Are you so angry?

"Forget it, what do you think? Is it too tiring to be a model? Let me tell you, if you choose acting, don't think that being an actor will make you a lot of money. You will be so tiring behind the scenes. You can't stand it like this." live……"

Miao Ziqing didn't dare to interrupt her mother who had turned on the teaching director mode.

"You still have time to transfer schools..."

"Mom, I think I should focus on my studies now, look at me now..."

"Are you sick in your head? You will be an actor in the future, and you are still full of studying. Now you know how to study. Why did you go? If you are still studying and don't know how to manage yourself, then you won't be popular. , I’ve been an [-]th line all my life.”

"How did I have a son like you, I will never be able to figure it out..."

Miao Ziqing knelt and listened to the teaching for an hour, and then got the living expenses for the next three years.

"Okay, I see." Miao Ziqing quickly interrupted her mother.

"What's up with that nephew on your Weibo? I've never seen your nephew before." Cao Siyi asked suspiciously.

"Yu Yiming's nephew." Miao Ziqing made an excuse casually.

"Other people's nephew, why are you talking about yours? What's the point of marketing it? Are you fascinated by the entertainment circle now, and you want to become famous overnight?" Cao Siyi said cracklingly for another hour.

When Miao Ziqing was liberated, he was already half a salted fish.The kid came over and lay on his body, blinking his big eyes: "Grandma?"

"It's grandma!" Miao Ziqing felt that the child's title was very problematic. He was a big man, so why did his mother become the son's grandmother, and he couldn't give birth.

"Okay, grandma." The child nodded cooperatively.

"It's really quick to admit, tsk tsk." Yu Yiming, who was passing by holding a box of yogurt, shook his head.

"That's right, don't bark at people, that's not your grandma." Miao Ziqing pressed the child's forehead again.

Ji Chuyou shouldn't reconcile this time, her eyes are still blinking and wet.

Miao Ziqing: "..." Did this kid do it on purpose?

"I'm going to take a shower." Miao Ziqing glanced at the time, it was almost ten o'clock.

When he finally finished washing and went to bed, Ji Chuyou consciously leaned over and hugged one of his arms.

Who told him that the house here is small, it is spacious enough for him to sleep alone, but if it is two and a half, it will be very crowded, so Ji Chuyou can only be put up to sleep.

He urged the child to go to bed quickly. The child originally wanted to struggle twice to express his love for his father, but unfortunately he was too young and tired today, so he fell asleep in seconds.

Miao Ziqing looked at Ji Chuyou's face in the night, and suddenly sighed.

How can it look like this? This is clearly him when he was a child. Why don't you go for a paternity test sometime? It doesn't matter if his children are there or not. Don't do traffic, don't be a resource, focus on Forget raising a son.

But raising a son also requires money, wouldn't you be poor if you get confused?While thinking about it, Miao Ziqing also fell asleep in a daze.

"Hey." Yu Yiming looked at the big and small in front of the pool, and sighed again.

The children stand on the bench, the older ones stand aside, and the two brush their teeth at the same frequency.

This is not the biological father and son, who would believe it.

The two spit out the last mouthful of water together, and Miao Ziqing poked the child's face: "Did you follow me on purpose?"

"No!" The child quickly replied, "I just followed my own example, didn't my father learn from me?"

Miao Ziqing: "..."

"It's a family, it's a family. I didn't get used to it yesterday, but I even inherited my mouth skills today." Yu Yiming nodded.

"Eat breakfast." Miao Ziqing said coldly, holding the child by the collar.

"But it's already twelve o'clock." The child looked at Miao Ziqing, thinking of the time just now.

Miao Ziqing narrowed his eyes.

"Let's have breakfast, Dad." Ji Chuyou obediently rubbed against Miao Ziqing.

After the three of them finished eating the takeaway, Miao Ziqing hurriedly dressed himself up, wearing big sunglasses and a big black hat, for fear that people would not know that he was a star.

"Take it off, take it off, don't put on an act, that's how you'll be recognized." Yu Yiming brought him a mask, and motioned the kid to take off his other equipment and wear only a mask.

After another round of cleaning up, it was already two o'clock when they went out.

"Mr. Miao, your courier has arrived." Miao Ziqing answered the phone and began to wonder when would he buy something again?

Or did you order something a few months ago, and then you forgot?

"The things have been put on the stairs for you, please check them carefully." The male voice on the opposite side was very polite.

Miao Ziqing couldn't help but wonder, has the express delivery industry reached this point?Will it be placed on the stairs for him?

He walked to the stairs, and there was... a huge express box.

"Did I buy the GK statue from which studio?! Why is this delivery box so big?!" Miao Ziqing tried to move it but couldn't move it.

"Mine." Ji Chuyou's eyes lit up, and she pounced on it.

"Tell me honestly, who is your other father?" Miao Ziqing grabbed the child by the collar and finally came to his senses.

Did the emotional father regard him as a nanny to take care of his son?The son was delivered, and the daily necessities were delivered the next day.

Hell, what kind of novel plot is this.

Ji Chuyou tried to push the big box, wanting to take it to occupy Miao Ziqing's territory, but Miao Ziqing held it down mercilessly.

"Dad~" the kid started pitifully.

"May I see the consignor?" Miao Ziqing looked around, the top of the box was cleaner than his face.

He unbelievingly dialed the courier boy's phone number, but he couldn't get through!

"Sorry, the number you dialed is empty, please try again later..."

Miao Ziqing: "..."

Yu Yiming: "..."

The two looked at each other, trembling unconsciously.

Seeing that he couldn't move the box, and Miao Ziqing didn't pay attention to him, the kid quickly went home, took a pair of scissors, opened the box, and began to move it home one by one like a little hamster.

Hehe, after he finishes moving, it's too late for Dad to regret it.

"Wait, what is this?" Miao Ziqing held down the busy little hamster, and snatched the little pink skirt from his hand.

"You still have this habit?!" Miao Ziqing was shocked.

"This is not mine!" The kid protested bouncing around.

"Is there someone else here?!" Miao Ziqing pointed to the air with a look of horror on his face.

"Father, what are you thinking, this is... this is..." The child couldn't continue.

This is yours...

If you say this, will you be beaten by your father?

The witty kid chose to shut up.

"Here's another big one." Yu Yiming walked to the big box and took out a big skirt that looked exactly like the little one.

"Tsk tsk, think about it carefully." Yu Yiming shook his head, and threw the clothes into Miao Ziqing's arms.

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