After being dressed as a cannon fodder female partner [entertainment circle]

Although Zheng Junhe didn't want to give it to him, he couldn't help that he had a VIP mother. No, after his son refused to exchange strawberry milk with Xiao Xingxing, Zheng's mother gave Xiao Xingxing a bottle of strawberry milk.

Zheng Junhe frowned, looking at his mother unhappy.

Zheng's mother raised her eyebrows, "ei?" She patted her son's forehead, "You are so stingy, be careful that you won't be able to marry a wife in the future."

"Then I will marry a husband."

"If you dare to marry a husband, I will break your legs."

"Huh!" Zheng Junhe snorted heavily, but he didn't hold on anymore, he stuffed the strawberry milk into Little Xingxing's hand, "I'll give it to you, if you don't give it to me, my mother will miss me, who told you Dad is GD."

"Then, then I'll give you biscuits. The biscuits are delicious."

"Okay, I just happened to be hungry too. Let's go over there."

The two little bean dices sat down on the small chair, you took a sip of my strawberry milk, and I ate you a little biscuit, innocent and innocent.Seeing this scene, Quan Zhilong felt comforted.

After the recess time, the teacher resumed the class. This class is an art class. The teacher assigned homework-drawing my family. "Do the students know who is in the family?"

"I know, there are fathers, mothers, grandparents." The children said in unison.

"Yes, we are going to draw fathers, mothers and grandparents in this section. Let's see who can draw the best."

Little Xingxing grabbed a crayon and drew on the paper, while Quan Zhilong watched her draw.Regardless of her young age, she already has a good drawing (with a strong Abba filter), "Baby draws really well, really amazing."

"Teacher Zhang." Little Xingxing replied in a childish voice.

Quan Zhilong thought about it, it seems that Xia Yue told him that she would send her daughter to learn painting, but when she said it, he forgot.For a moment, bitterness filled his heart, he really ignored them a lot.

Do you think this is the bitterest?No, more bitterness is yet to come.

At the end of the class, Xiao Xingxing finished drawing, so she put down the crayons. Quan Zhilong, as her daughter's number one fan, naturally saw her daughter's drawing at the first time and praised her for her good drawing.But he counted the people on the painting and was stunned for a moment, the number was a bit wrong.

At this time, the teacher also came.

"Come on, let's take a look." The teacher knelt down and praised her softly, "The drawing is not bad, can Li Enxi tell the teacher who is drawing it?"

Her short, white and fleshy fingers pointed at the crayon drawing, "This is Omother, this is Grandpa, this is Grandma, this is Little Xingxing, this is Auntie, Auntie Aqiao." She pointed at them one by one, "This is iye."

"What about your father? Where's our Li En's father?"

Little Xingxing was overwhelmed by the question, "Abba...Abba...um..." She turned to look at Abba who was sitting behind her, Quan Zhilong smiled softly, but at this moment his smile was a little sad and sad.

"Did we Lien forget to draw Abba?"

"Father is not at home."

The teacher also knew that Quan Zhilong had never stopped running in the past few years, and also guessed that he had neglected his family and daughter, so she said to Xiao Xingxing: "Papa is busy with work, he wants to make money to support his family, he wants to make money Buy sweet strawberry milk for Lien, he didn't mean to be away."

"I don't want strawberry milk." Little Xingxing pouted, with an aggrieved expression.

"Hey old."

The teacher felt distressed, took her little hand and led her outside the classroom.Quan Zhilong was left alone facing his daughter's paintings - the paintings had fathers and mothers, Xia Yue, sisters, A Qiao, and iye, but he was the only one who didn't.

To his daughter, his father is just a name without any real feeling and meaning. No wonder Xia Yue said that that day and gave him an ultimatum.

Because of the fact that the company is going from bad to worse, because of the anxiety of the president and the expectations cast on him and the helplessness of relying on them, because of the sense of responsibility engraved in the bones, because of the last trace of reluctance in the bottom of my heart, so no matter how tired and tired I am. Tired, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.It's not that he doesn't know that he is not too much, and it's not that he doesn't feel sorry for Xia Yue and his daughter. He also wants to spend more time with them, but in the end...

In the final analysis, he was relying on Xia Yue's love for him to do whatever he wanted, that's all.

But is he going to continue like this?

Is he really going to ignore his daughter and Xia Yue all the time?

Before he could finish thinking, Little Xingxing came back again.I don't know what the teacher said to her. When she came back, she was not so wronged. She walked up to her father and asked him in a childish voice, "Will you be at home in the future?"

"Yes." Quan Zhilong nodded, "Yes."

"Then I'll draw you on it."

If it weren't for the fact that he was recording a show, Quan Zhilong would really cry.There was water in his eyes, he raised his head and smiled at his daughter, "Thank you."

He was laughing at this time, but after the show was broadcast, there were not a few VIPs who cried when they saw this scene. That boy, the most precious boy in their hearts, was smiling, but his eyes were crooked like crying .

Little Xingxing returned to her seat. She picked up a red crayon and drew Abba next to iye in the lower left corner of the painting.

Quan Zhilong looked at the painting and didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he said hoarsely, "I'm sorry, Dad is sorry for you."

Little Xingxing looked at him with big eyes blinking, and after watching for a while, she suddenly asked, "Do you know what's wrong?"

"Ah."

"What's wrong?"

"A lot, Dad made a lot of mistakes."

"Then you can't do this next time, you have to change it, and you will be a good boy if you change it."

"Little Xingxing is a good boy, you should be a good boy too."

"okay."

"That's all right."

Quan Zhilong couldn't help listening to his daughter's words like an adult. He hugged his daughter tightly, and tears really fell down uncontrollably.After Xiao Xingxing found out, she was a little panicked. She stared blankly at Dad for a while, then wiped away his tears with her immature hands, "It's okay. My mother said, just change it, you'll be a good boy."

Quan Zhilong almost burst into tears after what he said, he tried his best to control the turbulent emotions, "Yeah."

Little Xingxing smiled at him, showing off his small beige teeth.She really looks like herself when she smiles, the curvature of her mouth is completely similar to the expression on her face, Quan Zhilong also smiled at her.

Little Xingxing thinks that Papa is very strange, laughing for a while and raining eyes for a while.

At this time, the teacher announced that school was over, and Quan Zhilong left with his daughter.He walked slowly. Before leaving the classroom, the teacher hadn't left yet. Quan Zhilong asked his daughter, "What do you want to tell the teacher, baby?"

"Goodbye, teacher." Little Xingxing bent down to say goodbye to the teacher.

The little man bent over and said goodbye to the teacher in a grandma's tone, which made Quan Zhilong's heart soften.It seems that Xia Yue taught her daughter very well, Quan Zhilong felt guilty and moved for a while.

After coming out of kindergarten, Quan Zhilong raced against time to talk to his daughter. He wanted to know more about her, to know more about her, what she likes, what she hates, what she likes to eat, what she hates to do, he wants to know everything .

He kept talking non-stop, and kept asking her to answer. Little Xingxing got a little impatient after replying for a while, "Abba, you are so noisy, buzzing, like a little bee."

Quan Zhilong: "..."

VJ, who was following behind them, couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Quan Zhilong had no choice but to suspend the battle. He carried his daughter for a while and then asked her, "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry." Little Xingxing rubbed his stomach, "I want to eat."

There just happened to be a restaurant nearby, and the principle of proximity, Quan Zhilong was about to go in with his daughter in his arms, but unexpectedly, the little man kicked his legs in his arms, and shook his head like a rattle, "No, no."

"Wei?" Quan Zhilong asked his daughter.

"No, don't go in."

"Why don't you go in?"

"No money. Little Xingxing didn't bring any money."

Quan Zhilong was startled, then laughed dumbly, "Abba is rich. Abba has a lot of money."

But his daughter obviously didn't believe it, and put her arms around his arm to prevent him from going in, and even turned around and said to VJ, "Uncle, call my mistress."

"Let my even mother come over." There was a bit of crying in her voice.

Quan Zhilong couldn't laugh or cry, "Abba has money." He pulled out his hand and took out the wallet, opened it, "Look, Dad has money."

Little Xingxing's eyes widened, and he felt very strange that his father is actually rich?

While she was in a daze, Quan Zhilong picked her up and walked into the restaurant. After asking the proprietress, he ordered some meals suitable for children.While waiting for the food, a Chinese song suddenly played on the TV in the restaurant.

"Brother Wang Yuan!" Little Xingxing was excited.

"Brother Wang Yuan?" Quan Zhilong looked back, and saw three teenagers jumping and singing on the small screen. After watching Quan Zhilong, he remembered that he had seen these three teenagers, but It was many years ago.Now it seems that his daughter likes them?

Little Xingxing nodded vigorously.

In order to bring the topic closer to his daughter, Quan Zhilong asked his daughter, "Which one is Brother Wang Yuan?"

"The one in the middle."

"Oh, the one in the middle is brother Wang Yuan, what does brother Wang Yuan do?"

"Singer." Little Xingxing stared at the TV intently.

"Abba is also a singer, and abba is also very good at singing." He cleared his throat and made a very cool gesture, "yo! baby."

Familiar tone of voice and gestures, if the VIP would have screamed, but Xiao Xingxing... didn't even give Dad a look.

Quan Zhilong put down his hand embarrassingly.

Holding back his jealousy, he accompanied his daughter to finish listening to TF's song, and then asked her: "Abba also sings, baby, do you want to listen to Abba's singing?"

"No."

Quan Zhilong: "..."

Quan Zhilong: "What about Brother Wang Yuan?"

Little Xingxing nodded, "Yes."

Quan Zhilong: "..."

Quan Zhilong is so jealous, don't mention it, and then he asked a question—after Xia Yue watched the show, he said that he was overthinking his own abilities and humiliated himself. He asked: "Baby, Dad and Wang Brother Yuan, who do you like more?"

Little Xingxing replied without thinking: "Brother Wang Yuan."

Quan Zhilong: "..."

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