Fan Wenfeng knew that Ren Zhouyuan had joined the archaeological team back then, but this was the first time he heard about these contents, so he couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.
He knew that Ren Zhouyuan's life in the past was difficult, especially when he first met him, but he didn't expect that it was just the tip of the iceberg. Now he saw the person sitting opposite him talking about the past with a calm expression, and suddenly I felt so suffocated that I wanted to teach those old men a lesson for the former Ren Zhouyuan.
He asked: "Then did you quit the archaeological team like this later? You just let them bully you father and son like this?"
Ren Zhouyuan wiped the corners of An An's mouth, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Otherwise, what else can I do? At that time, I was just a kid who just came out of society, and I didn't have the ability to fart. The money was paid to me, but maybe they also felt that they were wronged, but they didn't say much when I left."
Thinking of those days in the past, Ren Zhouyuan shook his head with a smile. Fortunately, he jumped out of there. After meeting Fan Wenfeng, his life also improved, and finally he was able to rely on his own ability to fight for everything he had now.
An An's unexpected speech made Ren Zhouyuan pay attention to this issue again. He thought that after so long, An An had forgotten those things long ago, but he didn't expect that once the damage was done, the impact would be far from being easily erased.
Fan Wenfeng poured him a cup of tea and said, "Don't mention the unhappy things in the past, just live the life well now." He thought for a while and then said: "But about An An, you have to think about it carefully. Think, he can't live his whole life... just like that."
Ren Zhouyuan looked down at An An, and seeing him obediently picking up vegetables with chopsticks, he also had a headache.
He never thought of distinguishing whether his son was Chinese or foreigner, but he had to say that An An was assimilated too much by him. With a face that is almost 99% foreigner, he speaks fluent Mandarin, occasionally uttering a few accents that make Ren Zhouyuan stunned. He has never held a knife and fork since he was a child, but chopsticks Hold it steady.
He originally thought that when An An grew up, he would naturally know how to distinguish these words, but it seemed that he had to guide her in advance.
The two chatted for a while, and took the matter away. Fan Wenfeng asked a few more things about Ren Zhouyuan's recent work, and said: "The last time I took An'an to your company, I felt that your company is really good. Yes," he paused, and said, "can you stay longer this time?"
Ren Zhouyuan paused with the hand holding the water glass, took a sip and put it down, "Let's talk about it later."
He was always uneasy, and always felt that the peace in front of him made him feel inexplicably irritated, especially when he accidentally ran into Leonid in the company, this feeling of uneasiness was even worse.
However, it has been a long time since he joined the company, and the frequency of Leonid's absence from the company is the same as what he inquired before. He heard that the boss is on a business trip again in two or three days. He was worried about being discovered, which reassured him a lot.
Although An An and Leonid look very similar, occasionally Ren Zhouyuan would wonder whether he is the only one who thinks so, if in fact they are not as similar as he imagined...
He looked at An An, who was eating seriously, and the small drone next to him, and thought silently, if he took An An to Vichy while Leonid was not in the company, maybe there would be no major problems
Once this idea was planted, it quickly spread in Ren Zhouyuan's heart. Looking at An An's small face, he felt more and more unlike Leonid. When standing with An An in the morning and brushing his teeth, he looked at the two in the mirror He even felt that An An looked more and more like himself.
After that day, Ren Zhouyuan repeated An An's words. Although the child always pretended not to care, Ren Zhouyuan found that he would occasionally play with the one he made with a 3D printing pen in Weiqi for the first time. The crooked little plane, but the exquisitely crafted drone on the side has never been touched after class.
Another week later, Ren Zhouyuan found out that Leonid was on a business trip again, so he hurriedly called Fan Wenfeng and asked Fan Wenfeng to pick up An An from Weiqi after get off work. Weiqi had a class here, and he could attend the class by paying the fee directly. Very convenient.
Fan Wenfeng thought that Ren Zhouyuan had figured it out, so he was naturally willing to take An An to class.
When An An heard that Fan Wenfeng was going to take him to find his father, he happily followed him, but when he saw Wei Qi's building, he suddenly realized that the place where he had his first class was the place where Ren Zhouyuan worked, and he was immediately discouraged. Ren Fan Wenfeng No matter how I persuaded him, he stayed in the car and refused to step out of the car door.
Fan Wenfeng has a headache. He has experienced An An's stubbornness. Anyone with a discerning eye can see how much he likes to attend classes at Weiqi, but it is because Ren Zhouyuan showed that he does not want him to come here. Yes, you can not go.
Fan Wenfeng had no choice but to call Ren Zhouyuan. Ren Zhouyuan couldn't laugh or cry after listening to it. He said a few words to An An on the phone, how did he know that An An was so reckless this time, and frowned and yelled into the phone : "Dad, you lied!"
Ren Zhouyuan had no choice but to waste Fan Wenfeng's thoughts, thinking that Leonid was not there anyway, so he told Kong Fei that he had something to go out, and hurried downstairs to find them.
When Ren Zhouyuan arrived downstairs, he saw Fan Wenfeng standing beside the car and tried to persuade An An for a while. An An held her schoolbag and looked aside with puffy face, but she didn't look at Fan Wenfeng, so Fan Wenfeng had no choice.
Seeing this, Ren Zhouyuan was about to be annoyed, he walked over and patted Fan Wenfeng, motioning for him to come.
"An An," Ren Zhouyuan feigned anger, "Is this polite to Uncle Wen Feng? Dad usually teaches you this way?"
As soon as An An heard Ren Zhouyuan's voice, he turned his head in surprise. Before he could be happy, he heard Ren Zhouyuan criticize him, and his smiling face collapsed again.
He pursed his mouth and gave Ren Zhouyuan an aggrieved look, then lowered his head, grabbed the strap of the schoolbag with both hands and hooked it a few times, as much aggrieved as he wanted.
Ren Zhouyuan didn't intend to really get angry with him, and carried him out of the car. As soon as An An got into his arms, she buried her head in the crescent of his neck, hugged Ren Zhouyuan with her two small hands, and murmured in a low voice: "Dad obviously doesn't want to Let An An come to class here."
Ren Zhouyuan's heart softened in an instant, he patted his head and said, "It's not that Dad doesn't want An An to come," he lied and said, "It's just that Dad made a comparison and felt that the place where An An attended class seemed better, teacher They also speak Chinese, and Dad wants An An to understand what the teacher is saying."
An An became excited when she heard this, kicked her calf, raised her head suddenly, her eyes were shining, and there was still a tear in the corner of her eyes, but her whole face was full of indescribable excitement. He pointed to the Qiqi Building behind Ren Zhouyuan and said, "Some of the teachers here can speak Chinese, they are very good!"
"Oh?" Ren Zhouyuan deliberately teased him, "Which kid says he hates foreigners the most?" He deliberately emphasized his tone, and looked at An An with raised eyebrows jokingly.
An An blushed, and was exposed by Ren Zhouyuan in public. He muttered a few words falteringly, blinked at Ren Zhouyuan, and found that Ren Zhouyuan was teasing him, so he smiled and said that his father was a bad guy, and then Had a lot of good things to say about Dovic.
Ren Zhouyuan listened carefully to him and said that this is the first time An An has talked so much since the last time he went to Vicky. He knew how attractive the building behind him was, but if he could make An An a little more cheerful, even at the risk of being noticed, he would be willing.
If you're more careful... He glanced at Fan Wenfeng and made a secret decision in his heart.
Watching Fan Wenfeng walk into Weiqi's building with An An in his arms, Ren Zhouyuan sighed, wiped his face and returned to the office.
Thinking that An An was in class downstairs, Ren Zhouyuan was a little absent-minded, and couldn't even read the manuscript. He opened the document on the computer, and after a long time, he realized that he was still staring at the two sentences in front of him, but what was written on it didn't matter. Didn't take it to mind.
The hand holding the mouse was also full of sweat. Now he was too nervous, always worried that An An would be discovered, but God seemed to hear his request, until after An An finished class, Fan Wenfeng sent him home, Nothing happened during the whole process, Ren Zhouyuan heaved a sigh of relief.
He began to convince himself that maybe An An and Leonid were not as similar as he imagined. After all, in the eyes of Chinese people, foreigners were probably all alike, and he was the only one who thought they looked alike.
He asked Fan Wenfeng to sign up for Wei Qi's interest class, but he didn't go to that one before, and the fee couldn't be refunded, which made Ren Zhouyuan feel distressed again, so he thought of writing manuscripts to earn extra money.
It just so happened that the former foreign culture researcher contacted Fan Wenfeng again, and the fee offered by the other party was also high. Ren Zhouyuan made a calculation, and decided to secretly draft an outline and make some preparations.
It's a comfortable life to live like this, keeping a safe distance from Leonid, watching An An become more cheerful every day, everything seems to be developing in a better direction.
It's just that it didn't take long before he heard a piece of news, which shattered the beauty he thought he thought, and messed up the so-called comfort—
I heard that Leonid's fiancée had come to Vichy.
The author has something to say:
*Daily Tucao small theater*
Ron: It’s okay, a big one will come out as soon as you come out
Leonid: Uh huh
Ren Zhouyuan: It’s very possible, as soon as he comes out, there will be a big one
Leonid (flattering face): That's not the case, let me explain...