The actor's fake master holds the script of the group pet

The happiness in this world is contrasted, especially when others are at work and you are resting.

An Xing is only twenty this year, no matter how delicate he is, he is still at his best.After solving his worries, he hung up the bottle. The next day, on Monday, his fever had completely subsided, but he was still coughing and weak.

It is impossible to go to work while sick. An Zhaoming greeted the manpower directly, and seriously took the sick leave procedures for his son. It is said that this way no wages will be deducted.An Xing also sent a message to Xiao Rui to explain the situation, and then rested at home confidently.

Shen Ying has her own studio, and her working location has always been flexible. If she doesn't want to go to the studio, she can draw at home.So An Xing changed into a pair of pajamas, and seeing that Shen Ying hadn't gone out, he happily moved over.

"Mom drink water!"

"Does mom have biscuits?"

"Mom works so hard, take a break!"

After recovering from his illness, the boy was still a little pale, clinging to his mother like a little tail.Shen Ying's heart softened after being called coquettishly, she knew that her son was upset after telling the truth, so she didn't refuse, and let her son circle around her.She is not too noisy, just concentrate on work.

The villa is very large, An Zhaoming has a study room, Shen Ying has a workshop, and An Xing has his own handicraft room.The lighting in Shen Ying's workshop is excellent. When working at her desk, the sunlight shines on the woman's face without makeup from the side, and her eyebrows and eyes are extremely gentle.

Wrapped in a small quilt, An Xing nestled on the lazy sofa next to him. Seeing his mother's ruddy complexion and healthier appearance than himself, he felt that he was awesome. He was very proud of avoiding the incident of a woman getting sick in his previous life.

He played with his mobile phone for a while, courted Shen Ying for a while, and soon nestled on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

When An Zhaoming got home in the evening, he was still a little worried about his son's discomfort, thinking about how to make his son feel at ease, and get along with him as before, and found——

Good guy, this brat is clingier than ever.

When the boy cut off the food he wanted to give to his wife again, the wise and mighty Mr. An became angry.

"Xing Xing, I see that you've been staying at home recently, and you haven't gone out to play much?"

An Xing graciously gave Shen Ying crisp and delicious broccoli, and nodded perfunctorily.

"There's nothing to play, I'm busy!"

Was he reborn to play?Is he the kind of heartless person?not really.

An Zhaoming endured the throbbing forehead, kindly took a piece of meat for his son, and said earnestly:

"Cub, go out and socialize more. After all, you and those young people grew up together. In the future, to find your brother, he will depend on you!"

Shen Ying lowered her head to hide her smile, An Xing stared at the man in shock with meat in her mouth.

"younger brother?"

An Zhaoming didn't change his face: "They are all the sons of mom and dad, of course they are your brother!"

Hiss, is it possible that Ning Rong will recognize him in the future and still have to call him brother?

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He suddenly felt a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, which made him miss and feel a sense of urgency.

"Father, you are right. When my younger brother recognizes him in the future, people in the circle may reject him. I have to help my brother and help him lay a good foundation in the circle!"

Although An Zhaoming was just talking nonsense, An Xing felt that he had been opened up.

These young masters in the Tangcheng circle are actually quite xenophobic. After all, they grew up playing together since childhood, and their parents are also acquaintances who often see each other, and they have a lot of affection for each other.Needless to say, Lu Tianchen's kind of "other people's children", people like An Xing who have a soft personality, don't like to show off, and don't argue with others, are actually very popular in the circle.

After the truth of his previous life was exposed, although everyone temporarily kept a distance from him, it was a social distance in the eyes of outsiders.An Xing just doesn't go out for activities, and avoids occasions where Ning Rong appears, but his WeChat is still in the WeChat group of young masters.

Everyone did not avoid him and set up another group, and all kinds of gossip followed suit.It was also because of the ambiguous attitude of the second generation that An Xing was able to know so much about Ning Rong.

So after his car accident in his previous life, it's really hard to say whether Ning Rong can smoothly integrate into the circle.

An Xing: "It just so happened that the group said that they would go to sing for two days, so I'll go too."

An Xing behaved, but An Zhaoming became worried: "Singing? Isn't that kind of mess?"

He knew that among these brats, there were a few dishonest little stars who went out to drink and called them wicked.Their stars are so obedient, they can't be led badly.

An Xing shook his head: "We are dating on weekdays, in a clean bar. And they all know that they won't let messy people approach me."

He has always been honest, and he is protected by Lu Tianshen, as long as he doesn't want to tear his face and take revenge, no one will run on him to be close to dubious people.

An Zhaoming was relieved.

On Wednesday afternoon, after An Xing got off work, he took a taxi to the agreed place, which was a bar opened by a young master.He was brought into the private room by the waiter, and there were already a dozen people sitting in it.

"Here comes the little star!"

A young man with slightly longer hair came up to him, put his arm on An Xing's shoulder and squeezed it twice.

"Has our Xingxing lost weight? Why do I think your face is sharp?"

"Brother Bai." An Xing called out obediently, "I caught a cold two days ago, and I just recovered from my illness."

The person who organized the game, Chen Bai, who is also the most well-informed and most capable in the second-generation circle, burst out laughing.

"That's because I'm trying to save face. Our little Xingxing just got sick, so we came to your Brother Bai's game?"

The little boy had an obedient face and opened his round almond eyes: "Father said it's not good for me to stay at home, so let me come out to play."

The smile on Chen Bai's face grew wider, and he walked into the private room with An Xing in his arms.

"Then it's the right game for you, Brother Bai. Our game is clean and we don't drink randomly. The kitchen in the bar will cook some light food. If you are hungry, ask the waiter to bring it for you. The blame is on Brother..."

They are all young, An Xing also knows Chen Bai very well, and knows that this person is not that kind of disrespectful.Sure enough, after learning that he just came to the game with a cold, Chen Bo didn't even make a fuss and ordered him to pay attention to his health and leave early if he felt unwell.

An Xing thanked Chen Bai obediently, looked around, was slightly startled when his eyes touched a person in the corner, thought about it on the spot, and simply walked in that direction.

The private room is very large. In addition to a few long sofas, there are also several circular booths. There are several people sitting in the booths. Some are chatting and some are playing with their mobile phones.An Xing walked over and sat not far from a young man playing with a mobile phone. The man raised his head and raised his eyebrows.

"An Xing? Are you here for a drink today?"

No wonder the man was surprised. An Xing rarely participated in such activities in the second-generation circle. For example, in his previous life, he didn't come to today's reception.He smiled at the young man and called him obediently.

"Brother Xiao Yi, there is an air conditioner over there, I just have a cold, so I sat here."

Xiao Yi put away his phone and smiled at An Xing.

"Sit down, there's no one here."

Xiao's family has a mine, and they are in the jade business. They have a certain cooperation with Anning Jewelry. Xiao Yi is three years older than An Xing, and they grew up together, so they can chat a little while sitting together.An Xing was thinking about how to bring the topic to where he wanted to talk, when he heard Xiao Yi ask:

"I heard that you work under my little uncle. How is it? Is he particularly perverted when he works?"

An Xing was stunned: "Little uncle?"

Seeing this, Xiao Yi was also a little surprised.

"Xiao Rui, my little uncle—you don't know?"

"..."

In a blink of an eye, An Xing remembered that the current head of the Xiao family is an old man who has been studying abroad in his early years, and it seems that rumors say that he only came back in recent years.In terms of seniority, that person is Xiao Yi's little uncle.

And this little uncle is Xiao Rui, who is An Xing's teacher in the design department.

In his previous life, An Xing never went to the design department at all, so he didn't know Xiao Rui, and he never came to this reception, so he had no chance to know about it.

He looked embarrassed: "I don't know... Teacher Xiao is your little uncle? He didn't tell me..."

Xiao Yi laughed: "He's not a talkative character, so of course he wouldn't take the initiative to mention it."

"Counting down," Xiao Yi joked, "According to seniority, you can also call him little uncle."

An Xing shook his shoulders and shook his head vigorously: "No, no, no personal relationship in the company."

Xiao Yi laughed loudly, the young master on the other side looked over curiously, and saw Xiao Yi rubbing the boy's curly hair.

Seeing that Xiao Yi was the same as he remembered, very hearty and easy-going, and even asked the waiter to bring some hot seafood porridge, An Xing became more determined about what he wanted to say.He leaned closer to Xiao Yi and lowered his voice.

"Brother Xiao Yi, have you made an appointment with someone, are you going to go racing this weekend?"

Xiao Yi was taken aback: "How do you know?"

An Xing didn't take today's party seriously at first, but when he came into the private room and saw Xiao Yi just now, he remembered a big incident in his previous life.

It was this weekend that a group of young masters in the circle went racing on Panshan Road, and ended up in a series of car accidents.The others had minor injuries, but Xiao Yi was seriously injured, and the car turned over from the road and fell down the mountain.Later, because they were in the mountainous area, it was very difficult to rescue them, which eventually led to the amputation of one of Xiao Yi's legs.

He and Xiao Yi are not very close, after all, Xiao Yi is several years older than him, so they don't meet much.But they have known each other since they were young, and they often attend parties together, so they still have some friendship.Furthermore, in the previous life, when the matter of the true and false young masters came out, Xiao Yi was seriously injured and unconscious in the hospital, so naturally he didn't taunt and ridicule him like some people in the circle.

So An Xing will not stand by and watch.

Thinking of the severe pain in his body when he was in a car accident, An Xing hurriedly grabbed the man's sleeve.

Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment, looking at the pretty face of the young man who moved close to him, he moved unnaturally.

What's the matter with this little thing, it suddenly came so close...

"Brother Xiao Yi, don't go racing, okay?"

The boy's voice was still slightly hoarse, and it sounded small, full of worry.

"It's so dangerous..."

Xiao Yi swallowed, feeling that it was impossible, coughed lightly again before he could speak.

"Then what..."

"Oh, An Hao is here today! Rare guest, rare guest!"

The young man who was in front of Xiao Yi just now turned his head and stared at the person who came in through the door.

An Xing pawed at the booth, showing a bit of his head and curly hair, and squinted his eyes at the door.

Why did An Hao come to this bar?

There must be a conspiracy!