Dressed as a bully and always finds her boyfriend

Wen Zheyan lay on the bed in a daze after taking a shower.

After time travelling, Wen Zheyan felt that he had read the original novel after all, and everything was under control, so he lived a leisurely and relaxed life. However, he never expected that reality would play a huge joke on him.

——He turned out to be his son's current boyfriend!

frightening.

However, he will never let the situation develop.

He has been Yan Rong's father all his life, and he will never fall in love with his own son!

——As a CP fan, he still wants to eat food from Yan Rong and Yan Xingzhou.

Thinking of this, Wen Zheyan felt that the first thing he had to do was to clarify the relationship with Yan Rong - after all, judging from Yan Rong's current performance, he did not admit the breakup between the two.

But what to say?

If it was an insignificant person, of course Wen Zheyan wouldn't care so much, just like he had been talking nonsense to his ex-boyfriend before.

But now that man is his son.

Wen Zheyan sighed, and sighed again.

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Wen Zheyan stood up and opened the door.

Ding Wei stood outside the door.

Ding Wei showed a decent smile and said: "Mr. Wen Xiao, good evening. Mr. Yan didn't eat tonight, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach. He specially asked the cook to cook some food in the hotel kitchen. He has been thinking about you. I haven’t eaten, I’m afraid you will be hungry, let me come and call you.”

Seeing Wen Zheyan's hesitation, Ding Weiwen said: "No matter how angry you are with Mr. Yan, your body always comes first."

Ding Wei talked about this part, and Wen Zheyan couldn't refuse.

Besides, he also felt that this matter should be cut quickly and made clear to Yan Rong earlier.

Wen Zheyan: "I'll go back and get my phone."

"Okay." Ding Wei stood at the door waiting for Wen Zheyan.

Wen Zheyan's hair wasn't dry yet, but he didn't care, he brushed it a little, and went out with his phone.

Ding Wei led the way slightly ahead of Wen Zheyan.

At this point in time, the crew had already returned to the hotel to rest. Wen Zheyan met no one on the way out. The two of them took the elevator to the restaurant floor in silence. Yan Rong immediately saw Yan Rong sitting not far away.

Yan Rong was leaning on the back of the rattan chair, reading a book with his head slightly lowered.

He has a cold face, but his facial features are indeed good-looking, coupled with his overall aura, people can always ignore other things and notice him at a glance.

Wen Zheyan walked over: "President Yan."

He deliberately distanced himself from Yan Rong, and his tone was cold and unfamiliar.

Yan Rong looked up at Wen Zheyan: "Sit." He put the book in his hand aside, turned to look at Ding Wei, Ding Wei nodded slightly, and asked the waiter to serve.

Wen Zheyan tilted his head and scanned.

What Yan Rong was reading was a foreign document. The cover looked literary and artistic. The title was small and cursive. Wen Zheyan didn't recognize it all at once, but he didn't take it to heart. It was probably "GETAFINANCIALLIFE" "THEALCHEMYOFFINANCE" ” and other awesome financial books.

Wen Zheyan took a deep breath, summoned up his courage and said, "Shall we talk after eating?"

Yan Rong: "Yes."

The waiters quickly started serving the food.

Wen Zheyan ate the meal silently and quickly. When he finished fighting, Yan Rong also put down his chopsticks.

Wen Zheyan reached out to pick up the napkin, wiped it carelessly, and said, "Are you full?"

"Ah."

But Yan Rong didn't eat much.

Wen Zheyan subconsciously felt that his son should not be hungry, but when he thought about the conversation that followed, he felt that these were trivial matters.

"Then...let's get down to business." Wen Zheyan said.

Yan Rong responded again, stretching out his hand to beckon, and the waiter next to him hurried over and began to collect the dishes. They relaxed their hands and feet, subconsciously held their breath, and after cleaning up the surroundings, someone soon brought two cups of steaming tea.

Everything is conversational.

Wen Zheyan calmed down and said, "Mr. Yan, I sincerely hope to break up with you."

Yan Rong looked at Wen Zheyan.

Wen Zheyan expressed frankly: "Since Mr. Yan has discovered the clues before, then I will not hide anything. In fact, I do suffer from schizophrenia. I am the second personality of this body. My master personality, in the When I had a fever some time ago, I inexplicably lost the control of my body to me. I don’t have the memory of the master personality. After receiving your text message, I realized that I have a boyfriend, but I don’t know the name.”

Wen Zheyan took out her mobile phone, showed it to Yan Rong, and said sympathetically: "My master personality didn't save your name and contact information, so I didn't know that you were Yan Rong before, so I made such a fuss. It's an oolong. For me, you are the boyfriend of the main character, not mine. I want to break up with you, and I heard rumors that Yan Rong is a very powerful person elsewhere, so I acted in a play. I want you to retreat, but I didn't expect... I'm sorry for cheating you before, and I'm also sorry for the relationship between the master and you, but strictly speaking, the master and I are not alone. Keep your distance."

Yan Rong: "..."

Wen Zheyan: "..."

The two stared at each other for a while, and Wen Zheyan whispered, "Do you understand? What I mean is——"

"Understood." Yan Rong interrupted.

Wen Zheyan breathed a sigh of relief: "Then we..."

Yan Rong: "But you are still you."

Wen Zheyan: "?"

Yan Rong got up: "I'm going back to my room, are you together?" His tone was normal and natural, and his expression seemed as if the two of them hadn't said anything just now, but just had a meal.

Wen Zheyan: "Uh... wait, I think we need to talk again."

"There's nothing to talk about." Yan Rong asked, "Are you using Wen Zheyan's ID card now?"

"certainly……"

"That's right, my boyfriend is Wen Zheyan, you are Wen Zheyan, you and my boyfriend use the same ID card, so you are my boyfriend."

Wen Zheyan: "..."

Wen Zheyan was dumbfounded.

This……

Is your son so persistent?

shouldn't be...

Yan Rong didn't say much to Wen Zheyan, and walked ahead with a book, while Wen Zheyan followed Yan Rong like sleepwalking.He belatedly thought, Yan Rong didn't care about personality issues, did he see him and the protagonist as the same person, or did he just need a 'boyfriend'?

When she returned to her room and lay on the bed, Wen Zheyan tossed and turned, thinking about it, so sad that she almost shed tears.

Yan Rong's identity destined him to be in a dominant position in this relationship.If he doesn't say it's over, the two of them can't really end.

In the original book, Yan Rong is not a good person, he holds grudges very much, and can do anything for his own purpose. When Yan Feng snatched Yan Xingzhou, Yan Rong did several things. The people who set up cute screams, and now the retribution is coming.

——Wen Zheyan was afraid that if he got angry, he would attack Wen Dahai's business, just like Li Wei and Ning Yanqing next door.

Ah!

It's really hard to break up peacefully!

Wen Zheyan's next room.

Yan Rong flipped the book to the last page, and threw the book out annoyed.

Thick books hit the cabinet, making a muffled sound.

Yan Rong called Ding Wei: "I have finished reading the "The Overbearing President's Runaway Wife" you bought for me, is there anything else?" He paused, then added, "It can be applied to Wen Zheyan's current situation."

Ding Wei was a little confused: "Are you talking about "The Overbearing President's Dual Personality Boyfriend" or "The Overbearing President's Little Liar"?"

Yan Rong: "...Little liar. His personality is not much different from before. What about dual personality?"

Ding Wei: "I'm shopping online now."

"En." Hanging up the phone, Yan Rong threw the phone aside.

He remembered what Wen Zheyan said before, and hummed softly.

A little liar who can't even control his facial expressions, dare to improvise?

Who are you kidding?

After a while, Yan Rong called Ding Wei again.

Once connected, Ding Wei said: "I bought several books, but they won't arrive until the day after tomorrow at the earliest."

Yan Rong: "Well, you can help me give the card to Wen Zheyan tomorrow."

……

The next morning, Wen Zheyan, who had been troubled by the breakup all night, was very out of shape.

He NGed several times in a simple scene. Fortunately, Ning Yanqing acted as the co-star, so he didn't make things difficult for him.

When the performance was finally over, the director's face was already dark as if he had just returned from digging coal, and he rubbed the center of his brows: "Wen Zheyan, go to the side to rest first, look at your face, didn't you have a good rest last night? "

The director abruptly swallowed the words 'sleepwalking'.

He looked around: "Let that... Let Qin Yu tell you about the play."

Ning Yanqing: "I'll do it."

The director became irritable in a second: "You come? You can't act well yourself, and you still want to teach Wen Zheyan? I beg you to read two more reference books if you have this time. Don't think that if you have more fans, everything will be fine. The road is difficult!"

Ning Yanqing: "..."

Ning Yanqing muttered: "How did you know to murder me?"

Qin Yu was happily watching the play next to him early in the morning. When he heard the director's words, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and he took the initiative to walk to Wen Zheyan's side: "Let me tell you something?"

Wen Zheyan paused, and said gratefully, "Thank you."

He stood up and asked Qin Yu to sit down.

Qin Yu flipped through the script and began to explain to Wen Zheyan. His manager took out his mobile phone and recorded the scene of Qin Yu lecturing to Wen Zheyan. Yi Ziye frowned slightly when he saw this. But what Qin Yu was talking about was really dry stuff, so it was hard for him to step forward and stop him.

After Qin Yu finished speaking, Wen Zheyan thanked him, and when he did it again, the effect was much better than before.

The director's face also looked much better.

During the intermission, Wen Zheyan sat beside him sleepily.

Ning Yanqing moved a small stool and sat beside Wen Zheyan: "What's wrong?"

Wen Zheyan didn't say anything.

Ning Yanqing: "Stop babbling here, you already know my biggest secret, and you're still afraid that I won't be able to tell it?"

Wen Zheyan's head drooped, like a listless rabbit, he heard that his fingers were entangled, and finally said: "It's like this, my friend had a boyfriend before, but now he doesn't like his boyfriend anymore. No matter what you say about the breakup, that person disagrees. That person is powerful and powerful, and his personality is definitely not good. My friend is a little worried that he will go crazy because of the breakup and take action against his family...just like yours. "

"I understand." Ning Yanqing patted his thigh and sighed, "I understand so fucking well!"

Wen Zheyan patched: "I didn't sleep well last night, it's because he kept calling me and asking me to make trouble."

Ning Yanqing thought for a while and said: "It's really impossible to do anything, so I can only let your boyfriend take the initiative to say goodbye. This includes several situations, one is that he doesn't like you anymore, and the other is that he likes someone else .I'm currently trying the first option with Li Wei, but I think your situation is more suitable for the second option."

Wen Zheyan corrected: "It's not me, it's my friend."

"...Take good care of your friend."

Wen Zheyan rested his chin with his hand, thinking about Ning Yanqing's words, his eyes lit up.

Yes!

He couldn't take the initiative to break up with Yan Rong, but Yan Xingzhou was still there!

His son likes Yan Xingzhou so much, when Yan Xingzhou appeared in front of him, he must be addicted to Yan Xingzhou, and he would forget about Wen Zheyan when he turned his head!

Wen Zheyan said solemnly: "Brother Qing, when I am successful, I will definitely save the Ning family."

Ning Yanqing looked at Wen Zheyan: "You can pull it down."

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Wen Zheyan: I am too difficult——