Vicious male mate raises cubs online

By the time He Mingyu returned to City J, it was already midnight.

Naturally, it is not good to go to He Qi and Liao Xian to pick up their sons at this time.

He Mingyu went home and took a shower, changed his clothes and went straight to the company to work overtime.

Taking four days off on a normal working day is not long, nor is it short.

Some materials and documents Lin Yu discussed with several directors of the company, if he still couldn't make up his mind, he would put them on the desk in the office and wait for the boss to come back to reply.

He Mingyu's work efficiency has always been very high, and when the sky just dawned, all the accumulated documents were processed in a hurry.

Then I went to the restroom in the lounge to wash my face, took the car keys, opened the office door and walked out.

When I walked to the door, I happened to meet Lin Yu who was conscientiously coming to work.

Lin Yu almost thought that he had sacrificed too much for the company, causing his eyes to blur: "Boss?"

He Mingyu nodded: "I've finished reading the documents on the table, you go in and distribute them to the various departments, and implement them as soon as possible."

Lin Yu: "..."

Lin Yu sized He Mingyu from head to toe, fell silent for a moment, and said cowardly: "Got it, boss, I'll do it right away."

If he remembered correctly, the boss had only been married for the first day.

There was no nightlife on the first day of marriage, and even came to the unit to work overtime...

Lin Yu suddenly felt that he might accidentally know some unspeakable secret, so he could only stare silently at He Mingyu's figure for a while.

For a while, I didn't know whether I should feel sorry for Tan Qing or the boss.

Ugh.

Mr. Tan seems to be the type who is very charming and sweet, which is very attractive to men and women.

Even if I'm married now, I don't know if the boss can keep it.

Lin Yu shook his head, and decided that for the sake of salary, he must be more cautious in his words and deeds in the future, and he must not hit the boss's fragile and vulnerable man's heart.

the other end.

He Mingyu, who had just left the company, sneezed a lot when he got in the car.

He drove the car out of the company, stopped at the pharmacy on the side of the road for a while, went in and bought a box of commonly used cold medicine, took two pills, and then drove the car back to his parents.

Today is a working day.

He Qi's unit has training missions, and only Liao Xian, who has retired to the second line, is at home.

In a small red brick western-style building.

The originally spacious living room and entrance hall have been filled with all kinds of Tanjiji toys.

just now.

The little chubby cub, who looks more and more like a white glutinous rice dumpling, is riding on a bright and beautiful pony carriage showing off its might in the living room, with "jiajiajia" in its mouth non-stop.

The tone is not accurate, but the pronunciation of the characters has a little meaning.

It was Mrs. Zhong who opened the door.

Liao Xian, who was sitting in the living room playing with Chichi, raised her head and glanced at the door, and waved to He Mingyu: "Son, are you back?"

Tan Jiji, who was sent to his grandparents' house, hadn't seen He Mingyu for several days.

The little boy sitting in the pony carriage tilted his head when he heard the movement, looked at He Mingyu for a while, and said two words clearly and crisply: "Rake!"

He Mingyu carried the health-preserving bird's nest that had been prepared in advance to the table for Liao Xian, and then picked Tan Jiji up from the carriage.

The little chubby cub, who will be seven months away in a few days, is fed very well and is soft and tender when kneaded.

He Mingyu hugged Tanjiji and played with it a few times before pointing to the boxes of bird's nest: "Mom, Qingqing chose it for you, take some time to drink and have a look."

Liao Xian wore a goose-yellow cheongsam. Although she was over a hundred and a half years old, her figure and skin were still well maintained.

She stretched out her hand and took a bunch out of those exquisitely wrapped gift boxes: "Sent by Tan Qing?"

He Mingyu didn't change his expression and his heartbeat: "Well, he specially chose it for you."

Liao Xian didn't expose He Mingyu either, she just asked Aunt Zhong to put away the bird's nest, asked He Mingyu to sit down and asked, "Did Tan Qing come back with you?"

He Mingyu hummed, and grabbed Tan Jiji's hand in his arms that was about to reach out to touch the hot teapot: "He is going to wrap up soon, and he will be back in about a week or two."

Liao Xian nodded: "Well, how will he arrange his work in the future?"

Probably heard Tan Qing's name.

Tan Jiji once again had a very strong desire to talk, sitting in He Mingyu's arms and making gestures, babbling: "Baba, Baba!"

He Mingyu wrapped the small napkin around Tan Jiji's neck, reached out and hooked his son's little finger: "Well, little dad is coming back soon."

Tan Jiji was super happy and showed an eight-toothed smile to He Mingyu.

And stretched out his hand to pick a pistachio from the nut plate on the coffee table, put it in the palm of He Mingyu's hand as a treasure, and gave the order: "Rake rake, eat!"

This was the first time that He Mingyu was fawned over by chatter.

Can't help but froze for a few seconds.

Then Liao Xian who was sitting across from him said with a smile, "Eat it. Your son is exactly the same as you were when you were a child. If you want to please someone, you must watch the other party accept the gift, otherwise you will never give it up voluntarily."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu had no choice but to eat the pistachio while smiling with his little deciduous teeth, and promised the little boy again: "When your little dad is finished, I will pick him up, and he will keep his word."

Only then did the little fat boy let out a few satisfied woo-wa-wah, and lowered his head to play with his little toy.

He Mingyu finally finished dealing with Tan Jiji, raised his head and said to Liao Xian: "Mom, the half-year-old feast of Tan Jiji I told you about earlier, I'm initially planning to set it up next week."

Liao Xian took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly: "Just in time for Tan Qing to come back?"

He Mingyu: "Yes."

Liao Xian said: "Jiji will be almost seven months old by the end of this month, and the name half-year-old banquet is inappropriate. Why don't you just hold a banquet and formally introduce your son and Tan Qing together."

The boy's birthday party had been delayed for several months, and it happened that He Mingyu and Tan Qing were getting their certificates again.

After much deliberation, Liao Xian decided to make a big deal: "I'll talk to your dad, and invite his friends over there when the time comes. But Tan Qing and Jiji's relationship..."

He Mingyu naturally understood what Liao Xian meant, and said, "I don't want to publicly discuss the relationship between Jiji and Tanqing for the time being."

Liao Xian nodded: "That's what I mean too. Tan Qing is a public figure, the less privacy-related issues are leaked, the safer it will be."

The toys in Tan Jiji's hands have evolved from a big yellow duck to a multi-functional smart house, ranging from small puzzles to simulated piano keys, which fully reflects He Qi's high standards and high requirements for his grandson.

The round, white and tender little chubby cub sat in He Mingyu's arms and stretched his hands left and right. After a long time, he finally got tired of playing, rubbed his eyes and crawled back into He Mingyu's arms: "Rake, home, home."

He Mingyu is a father full of enthusiasm for work, so it is naturally impossible to bring Tan Jiji home so early.

He picked up the little boy from his arms, stood up and said to Liao Xian: "Mom, I'll take Jiji to the company first, and go home directly when I'm done."

Liao Xian was puzzled and said: "The child is so young, what should I do if I go to the company and get scared by so many people. Why don't you come pick him up at night?"

He Mingyu supported Tan Jiji, who was in his arms, who was stupid and ignorant of the danger, and was crawling on his shoulders, and said with a serious face: "In the future, he is likely to be the heir of the He family, and I want to start cultivating his work awareness in advance, so I plan to take one day a week to take him to the company to have a look."

Liao Xian: "..."

Liao Xian was silent for a long while, and said to He Mingyu, "Ming Yu... Mom knows that you love work, but sometimes this married life is also very important..."

He Mingyu hadn't had time to speak yet.

Liao Xian said again: "Although mom hasn't met Tan Qing himself, I have chatted with him on WeChat. He has a very likable personality, much stronger than yours."

He Mingyu: "..."

Liao Xian has obviously been worried for a long time: "I have also seen the news about you and Tan Qing. In the videos taken by the reporters, Tan Qing is very casually dressed, but you are wearing a work suit..."

"Son, mom didn't mean that you are old. But now that you are married, you naturally have to consider these ways between husband and wife. Otherwise, Tan Qing is young and is in the entertainment industry. If one day she is hooked up and left, you what to do?"

He Mingyu: "..."

I get it, I just think he looks old.

He Mingyu took a deep breath: "I see, Mom, don't worry."

"You child, how can I not worry?"

Liao Xian stood up herself, walked to the display cabinet in the living room and rummaged for a while, and took out a few things for He Mingyu.

This cabinet is an old object from the 80s, and He Qi's military medal and some good wine and good things are placed in it.

Liao Xian unceremoniously searched for He Qi, and asked Mrs. Zhong to bring a bag: "Son, this is the velvet antler that was given to your father from the Northeast, and this is wild ginseng. Let me see this... oh, This is an old sea cucumber, nourishing qi and blood..."

He Mingyu hugged the fat son in his arms: "Mom, my energy and blood are already strong enough."

Liao Xian packed all the things for He Mingyu: "What's so prosperous? Take it home and cook it. The company won't be here for a while."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu really couldn't tell Liao Xian that he didn't have a married life to suppress him, so he gritted his teeth: "Got it, Mom."

Only then did Liao Xian feel more satisfied: "And that pack of bird's nest, you bought it yourself and didn't discuss it with Tan Qing, did you?"

He Mingyu: "..."

Liao Xian picked up the phone and shook it: "On the day you and Tan Qing got the certificate, he sent me a red envelope. You are so sweet, and you know to take the initiative to make me happy when you are fine, so you will fool your mother with bird's nest."

He Mingyu: "..."

The battered He Mingyu left the house with vicissitudes on his face, feeling the beatings of socialism in the cold morning wind.

And Tan Qing in the crew had only one scene to make up for the whole day. After finishing up, he sat down on the resting place and waited for a boxed lunch. He even ran to ask the purchasing uncle if he could buy more chicken legs at noon.

There was still an hour before lunch, and Tan Qing was listless.

I looked around, except that the assistant Ruan Ruan was coordinating the next few shots with the show crew, and Yan Mu, who I just saw in the morning, didn't know where he ran.

Ugh.

So hungry.

At this time, it would be nice to have a beggar chicken too.

Tan Qing waited for a while with her head drooping, and suddenly a freshly roasted duck leg stretched out in front of her.

When he looked up, he saw Ji Yanxiu's amiable face.

Tan Qing immediately reached out to take the duck leg, put his palms together and Ji Yanxiu bowed, "You are such a good man!"

Ji Yanxiu smiled: "Shall we have lunch together? I'll take you to a barbecue."