Abandoned by a wealthy family with a baby

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Ning Zanning?"

"it's me."

"Someone sued you for smashing his rear window. If you have time, I hope you can come to the XX District Court."

Ning Zan thought for a long time, and finally found that short story in the past from his memory.

Although it was a small blame, he also contributed 100 million to take the blame for him.

"I smashed it, do you have any evidence?" Ning Zan considered what kind of language to use, not only to show that he was responsible for the blame, but also to let others help to blame.

The person on the other side of the phone was taken aback by Ning Zan's two words, and after a while he managed to understand and organize his words: "You mean, didn't you do this?"

"Did I say that?" Ning Zan responded.

"What do you mean?"

Ning Zan pondered: "I smashed it, prove..."

[Warning warning, it is not allowed to intentionally lead to throw the pot]

Ning Zan: ...

"Oh, forget it, I smashed it, I smashed it, when will the court start, I'll go and have a look?" Ning Zan sighed helplessly.

There are tens of millions of blame, helplessness is the most helpless.

For 100 million, endure and endure.

Still happy!

Ning Zan's reply silenced the voice on the other side of the microphone.

It took a while for the sound of exhalation to sound, followed by tireless advice: "Mr. Ning, it's like this, the problem with your matter is actually not serious, and it's not going to be a confrontation in court, so we suggest you talk to Plaintiff settled in court."

"That won't work. Since it's my fault, of course we can't just let it go. Don't worry, I will definitely be there. I will never let you go. Just send me the specific court time." Ning Zan vetoed it righteously. a milder approach.

[Wok, do you think it is very good and correct for me to do this?Is my ability to take the blame very good? 】

【…】

"Father, I want to eat pigeons." Ning Lele picked out the word "pigeons" from Ning Zan's long passage, and immediately became interested.

"What kind of pigeon to eat? Roasted squab? Stewed pigeon with tofu? Or stewed pigeon with mushroom, fungus and tofu?" Ning Zan casually pulled out a few "recipes".

Two swallowing sounds sounded at the same time.

Ning Zan: One is Ning Lele, and the other is...?

"Sorry, my son was talking to me and accidentally forgot to answer the phone. I know about it. Please send me the time and place. I will definitely go there."

The other party: "...Okay, Mr. Ning."

After hanging up the phone, Ning Lele raised her head and looked at Ning Zan eagerly: "Dad, I want to eat."

"What are you eating, roasted pigeon?" Ning Zan raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Yeah." Ning Lele nodded immediately, swallowed again, and looked at Ning Zan even more eagerly.

"I won't." Ning Zan looked at Ning Lele innocently.

"Then... stew?" Ning Lele remembered what Ning Zan said before.

"One pot of stew?" Ning Zan felt that the cooking method of one pot of stew had no technical content, and he would definitely be able to learn it, so he immediately felt full of confidence.

Ning Lele believed in her father's ability very much, and nodded with confidence: "Well, it's a pot of stew."

He did what he said, Ning Zan was a smart man, so he naturally wouldn't buy live pigeons, but directly bought pigeons that had been slaughtered and depilated, bought tofu, shiitake mushrooms, fungus, and returned home with a big bag of ingredients .

Ning Lele has been in high spirits ever since she agreed to cook pigeon stew. She ran around with Ning Zan without feeling tired at all. When she got home, she even went straight to the kitchen to start stewing pigeon.

Ning Zan moved a small stool for Ning Lele and placed it in front of the kitchen stove.

"First boil the water."

Ning Zan took out a large pot, which was filled with water.

"More, Gululu."

"Go further away, be careful not to burn your clothes." Ning Zan warned.

"Oh."

Ning Lele looked down at the stool under her feet, pulled Ning Zan's clothes, carefully got down, then bent over and moved the stool back a step.

After placing the stool, he grabbed Ning Zan's clothes and climbed onto the stool.

"Hey!"

"Okay, Dad, it's far away, it won't burn."

Ning Zan glanced back and smiled slightly: "Then you stand still and don't move, do you understand?"

"Understood." Ning Lele nodded obediently, and raised her chin to see what was going on in the pot. Because she wasn't tall enough, he cautiously stood on tiptoe.

Ning Zan turned his head again: "No stepping."

Ning Lele pursed her mouth: "I can't see..."

"There's nothing to see now," Ning Zan said, and Ning Lele hung up the oil bottle again, "But when you roll, Dad can hug you to see, what should I add now?"

"Pigeon!!!" Ning Lele's mind was full of pigeons, and she blurted out that it was also a pigeon.

Ning Zan thought about it for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong with releasing the pigeon first, so he just soaked the whole pigeon.

"Okay!" Ning Lele began to applaud, the sound of papa papa seemed to have accomplished something extremely difficult.

While Ning Zan thought it was funny, he also felt that his son was too cute, so he turned around and hugged and rubbed his son, before he struggled: "Do you want to see it?"

"Want to want."

Ning Zan carried his son to the stove and showed him the boiled pigeons.

At this time, the water has not boiled yet, and the pigeons are in the water. Rather than boil the pigeons in white water, it is better to say they are washing the pigeons in white water, calm and calm.

Ning Lele stared at the pot for a long time, and Ning Zan also kept holding it, showing no intention of letting him go.

Fortunately, Ning Lele is still young, even if he hugs her for a while, she won't feel tired.

After a while, the water boiled on high fire finally moved and started bubbling.

"Wow, Gulululu..."

Ning Zan also looked at it, and asked doubtfully, "Should I stew for a while?"

Ning Lele tilted her head, more puzzled than Ning Zan: "Shall I stew for a while?"

"Then stew for a while," Ning Zan put the lid on, "Simmer for a while."

Ning Lele was in Ning Zan's arms, reached out and grabbed the lid, then put the lid back on: "Daddy stew for a while."

"Huh? What do you want to stew? Stew Dad?" Ning Zan asked jokingly.

"Father, stew for a while." Ning Lele emphasized.

"Then we still want to stew Dad? Bad Lele." Ning Zan began to make trouble for no reason.

"Don't stew Dad, stew it for a while, stew the pigeons." Ning Lele opened her round eyes, without being surrounded by Ning Zan, she cleared her thoughts and said seriously.

Ning Zan couldn't help laughing immediately.

Ning Lele grabbed Ning Zan's clothes: "Bad dad."

While talking, he rubbed against Ning Zan: "Daddy hug."

Ning Zan was forced to take half a step back by Ning Lele, helplessly: "Oh, isn't Dad hugging you, brat, man, why do you like acting like a baby so much?"

Ning Lele lay on Ning Zan's shoulder, giggling: "Father is a man."

"A flatterer." Ning Zan patted Ning Lele's butt, and walked out of the kitchen with her arms in his arms.

The living room is very large. Ning Zan didn't put too much furniture before he moved in, and he didn't put too much furniture after he moved in, but now the living room floor is full of toys, scattered all over the place.

Ning Zan had no intention of tidying up at all. He stretched out his foot to remove the toy that was in the way, walked to the middle of the toy pile, and put Ning Lele on the cushion: "Play by yourself."

Ning Lele was also used to this kind of operation, and grabbed a toy casually.

Start dismantling.

Even though Ning Lele was considered to be the most obedient among the children, the toys in his hands would not be complete except for the first day.

The same is true for the toys that Xie Jiang bought not long ago. Let alone the complete toys, it is difficult to find one-third of the complete ones.

Regarding this, Ning Zan didn't say a word at all. Anyway, no matter whether it is a good toy or a bad toy, in Ning Lele's hands, he can still play with it. Thinking about it this way, it doesn't matter whether it is good or bad. .

Thinking about it, Ning Zan glanced at the toys all over the floor in the huge living room, and turned his head unbearably.

Forget it, let him care, whoever cares, he doesn't care anyway.

Out of sight is pure.

Ning Zan swept the toys piled up on the sofa to the floor, sat on the sofa and played a stand-alone game.

After playing two games, Xie Jiang called.

"Ning Zan, don't read Weibo yet."

"What's wrong?" Ning Zan was at a loss, "What's the matter?"

"Didn't you log in to Weibo today?" Xie Jiang asked, speaking in a relieved tone.

"Do you want to log in to Weibo? Shall I log in to see?" Ning Zan said casually, subconsciously wanting to check Weibo, what is it that made Xie Jiang so panicked.

"Don't, don't, don't log in. Some words on Weibo are ugly, so it's better not to read them. Let me briefly tell you about the current situation on Weibo. You should understand it a little bit. Don't meddle in it yourself." Thank you Jiang said cautiously, afraid that if he didn't make it clear, Ning Zan would rush forward if he didn't pay attention.

"Tell me, no matter how big it is, I can handle it." Ning Zan replied seriously.

Xie Jiang took a deep breath: "It's like this. In fact, it was Liu Dandan's matter before. Last time you and Liu Dandan were photographed in the same elevator, didn't you make a big fuss?"

Ning Zan let out a "hmm", and suddenly had a wonderful premonition.

Xie Jiang was still in a cautious state, trying to speak in a voice that would not irritate Ning Zan: "Liu Dandan has not spoken in front of the media since the last time she was photographed in a threesome, but last night, she finally came forward, she said On the day when she was in the elevator with you, she was actually going to see you."

"Now the public opinion on Weibo is very unfavorable to you, directly involving you in the 3P scandal."

Ning Zan was silent for a moment, and suddenly became excited: "...So netizens guessed it was 4P? This is a rumor, am I taking the blame again?"

"Yes, but don't be angry first. We will discuss the solution slowly, but you can't be angry. Once you are angry, their goal will be achieved. When you get involved, the attention of netizens on them will decrease. Some, you have to understand that in the entertainment industry, justice is never paramount, but in Liu Dandan's matter, we are not completely at a disadvantage."

"I understand, don't be angry," Ning Zan turned to comfort, "This kind of trivial matter is not a big deal. I will treat you to dinner later. There is nothing that can't be solved with one meal. If it doesn't work, just two meals. I have the money. , until you are full."

Xie Jiang: "...Huh?"

On the other end of the phone, Ning Zan smiled all over his face.

[Pot, pot, come out quickly, you see, I have taken another blame, pay money quickly! 】

【……OK】

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