Little Dean scanned these people and changed his original mind.
He changed his look of glaring at her just now and said to Abe very innocently: "Dad said he will be arriving soon. Mom, let's pick him up at the door?" He wanted to borrow the adult's power to fight against the adult.
The burning gaze behind him relaxed and fell on Abe.
"Yes." Abe responded and broke away from Ji Yanzheng's hand.
Ji Yanzheng was hit by too much information, and he let go unprepared. When he wanted to catch him again, Aibe didn't give him a chance to take advantage of him. His eyes dimmed, but he also knew that this was not the place to talk, so he kept his voice extremely low and said, "In half an hour, go to room 1203 to find me."
Abe rubbed his wrists and had no response.
Ji Yanzheng glanced at Dean, "You don't want to know the consequences of not coming."
Abe will naturally go, otherwise how would the subsequent plot unfold. After she settled little Dean, she went to Ji Yanzheng's room.
At the corner outside the room, she saw a familiar hem of clothes passing by. She pretended not to know and pushed open the door of 1203. The door was ajar, and Ji Yanzheng was obviously waiting inside.
The curtains were closed in the dim presidential suite. She went to turn on the light, and the light in the living room shone brightly on the dark golden sofa. Ji Yanzheng half-closed his eyes to take a nap. When he was hit by the light, he opened his eyes and looked at her.
He was much calmer now than he was in the restaurant before, except his voice was a little hoarse: "Where have you been in the past five years?"
At this time, there is no need to pretend not to know each other. "Chu Tian" watched him stand up and walk towards her, "If Mr. Ji has forgotten, I might as well remind you that based on what you did to me five years ago, do you think you are qualified?" Ask me?"
Her sarcastic gaze pinned him at an arm's length away from her.
Five years ago, he discovered that she had been taking birth control pills for a long time. They had a big fight and he raped her. She escaped in a state of embarrassment and moved into a cheap rental house. It wasn't until she went to the hospital for a checkup because she thought she had a stomach problem that the supporting actress Gao Linxue discovered the clues.
In the live broadcast room, enthusiastic viewers "played memories" on the barrage.
[The blood all over Ji Yanzheng's body froze. He looked at Chu Tian in disbelief and growled: "How dare you do this to me!"]
[Chu Tian's hands and feet trembled, and she murmured: "I am just a plaything of yours, and I will be discarded by you sooner or later. I don't want my child to be the same..." ]
[His eyes are bloodthirsty, "That's up to me." ]
Thinking of five years ago, Ji Yanzheng's eyes were full of undercurrents, "Are you really married?"
"No." She turned her head away, knowing that with his ability it would be easy to verify, so she simply told the truth.
not married
So that boy...
"Whose child is he?"
Chu Tian's originally calm and peaceful expression changed, and she became a little wary. She repeatedly emphasized, "Dean? He is my child. Only mine."
"Really?" Ji Yanzheng was noncommittal, "I think his eyes are a bit similar to mine."
She suddenly raised her head and said, "Is that what you came to me to say? I'm sorry, Mr. Ji. After so many years, I believe you are married and have children, so why bother worrying about the unbearable past."
He frowned, "Married? I'm not—"
"So what? Mr. Ji has a high vision. Since he doesn't like those people, I believe he won't like a single mother."
Her resistance touched Ji Yanzheng's nerves, and his expression turned cold: "What, what do you think I want to do to you? I'm just worried that someone wants to borrow a child to enter Ji's house."
"Really? I don't think Mr. Ji needs to worry. Dean is definitely not a bloodline of the Ji family."
I didn't expect her attitude to be so determined. However, just now he clearly saw the flash of disappointment in her eyes. His heart also seemed to be squeezed tightly.
"Now that everything is clear, I'll go back first. I'm not worried about Dean being alone in the room." She turned around simply.
Behind him was a cold shout, "Stop."
She left without looking back.
Not long after Abe went out, he met Song Cheng at the corner of the corridor. She knew he was there before she entered the room. Although he didn't hear what Ji Yanzheng said to her, he knew clearly that Ji Yanzheng would not let her go casually, so he would just sit back and wait outside Ji Yanzheng's door.
Song Cheng leaned his back against the wall and lowered his head slightly as if he was thinking about some serious issue.
As she walked by, she was stopped by a long-legged man wearing suit pants. She looked at him with a "what's the point" expression.
Song Cheng didn't care. He clenched the hand on his side into a fist, as if he had finally made up his mind, and asked her: "... Is that child mine?"
"No." She answered simply.
"I don't believe it," he said. "He looks exactly five years old..."
"Unfortunately, he is four years old."
She retorted quickly and crisply, just like when she started lying. He couldn't help but feel resentful: "If you, a woman, can believe anything you say, I will cut off my head and use it as a stool for you to sit on."
She finally looked him squarely in the eyes for a moment, and when Song Cheng was about to surrender, she said, "Even if it is, so what? Do you dare to announce it in public? Do you dare to tell Ji Yanzheng that this is your child?"
“…”
"Are you ready to break up with the Ji family?"
The man was asked.
He impulsively ran to question her, and then he remembered that he had had an affair with her behind his good friend's back.
Chu Tian scoffed: "If you don't dare, then he is not your child."
Abe left the frozen man behind. However, she didn't go far when she was grabbed by a force and pulled into the narrow stairwell.
The first thing Mr. Fan Fan Shaoyang said when he opened the door was: "Is the child mine?"
Suddenly, Abe's head seemed to be flicked, and he saw that the whole screen was full of wild laughter.
[I’m new here and don’t know the rules. Can I just laugh? ]
[Hehehahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Whose child is it? Whose! ! ]
[I’ve placed my bet, I’ll bet on Mr. Ji! The gene of a domineering president will never give up! ]
[I bet Fan Shaoyang and bet a star coin that he will be the last man standing. He who laughs last laughs best. ]
[No one is escorting Song Cheng? Then I'll pity him. ]
[Hahahahahahahaha, is there a replay of this? I feel like I missed a very exciting live broadcast. ]
[I passed by this live broadcast room several times. The host’s title was too bland, so I didn’t click on it. Please give the anchor a better title, I’ll pay for it! ]
A large number of new viewers have flooded into the live broadcast room due to a series of dramas about the dad competition. Changed from the dullness in the early stage, the competition for betting was in full swing.
In the virtual world, Abe’s answer is the same as always, “No.”
The response she got was the same, "I don't believe it."
"Then do whatever you want," she said boredly.
Fan Shaoyang, who was just about to refute her and force her to tell the "truth", was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he was not sure.
It wasn't like he hadn't thought about it before, that she would use someone else's child to rely on him. But her indifferent and dismissive attitude seemed to be true.
She is Song Cheng's fiancée, and she actually has a child with Song Cheng's enemy. This is certainly not a good thing for her. It's normal for her to be unhappy, and it's natural that she doesn't like his questioning. After all, she brought the child up to this age by herself.
Thinking about what little Dean looks like, the more I think about it, the more it looks like me, "In other words, he is indeed my child?"
Little Dean is the center of all the plot, and Abbey will certainly not reveal his origins so quickly. She held the small ace in her hand, ready to play slowly starting with the other cards.
And everyone's personality is different, and her way of dealing with it is also different.
As for Fan Shaoyang...
Ai Bei glanced at Fan Shaoyang. After seeing that he felt uncomfortable, he suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Fan is not confident in himself? Does he feel that he does not have such... ability?"
Fan Shaoyang laughed angrily, he grabbed her slender waist and pulled her into his arms. The man's strong strength was in sharp contrast to her weakness. He whispered in her ear and smiled: "You don't know if I have such ability?"
In the narrow stairwell, the ambiguity suddenly heated up.
She smelled the same smell of tobacco in his arms and replied lazily: "I don't need to know."
This woman embodies the behavior of throwing away things once they are used. Fan Shaoyang didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. "I will verify the child's affairs. You can't run away, but you...don't you still want to marry Song Cheng?"
She shrugged and said, "What's wrong? Mr. Fan is not prepared to support us anyway."
"Who said that"
It's not like he can't afford it.
"Then Mr. Fan always decides to marry me?" Abe said amusedly, "Although Mr. Song Cheng has a shady private life, Mr. Fan may not be clean either. In this colorful world, Mr. Fan is really willing to give up?"
Are you willing? How could I be willing to give up. If he really wants to marry the woman in front of him, he will definitely not be willing to do so. He is not someone who can be tied down by children.
But what's annoying this time is that this woman didn't want to tie him up with a child.
This is a bit unpleasant.
"Mr. Fan, think about it carefully and let me know when you decide. This is my phone number. I'm waiting for good news." She gave him a business card that seemed genuine.
Fan Shaoyang leaned against the railing and looked at the butterfly-like woman with interest, but he accepted the plan.
At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room has broken the previous daily high data, and there are signs of growth.
After Aibe set up the reward conditions, the number of barrages has been lifeless. Not to mention the small number, some of them are specifically cursed barrages, which makes the live broadcast room even more chaotic. Now the people who had been silent all raised their heads, the joyful atmosphere broke through the dark clouds, and the live broadcast room was full of prosperity.
This kind of dramatic plot that can only be seen in comedies is undoubtedly a missing piece of fast-travel live streaming, and Abe has made up for the market gap in this aspect very well.
Of course, it is not that no one has thought of doing this, but dramatic effects are difficult to present in real life. The screenwriter can make the plot happen as he wants, but it is difficult for the fast-travel anchor to do so.
And Abe captured a very important point - the plot of the original work.
This is her first time playing this game, and how to pass it is the focus of her attention. She believes that all games have a way to pass it hidden in the dark, and she just needs to catch it.
Activating rewards is not her adventure, it is to comply with the plot. She made such bold changes in the trailer, but she still got the money given to her by her female partner and went abroad smoothly. At that time, she discovered the powerful rooting ability of plot. It penetrated the depths of the world, and even if she changed the process slightly, there was a chance she would get the same result.
If you appear in a similar place at a similar time, you will meet that person. This is the power of the plot mastermind. But it would be meaningless if it completely followed the plot, so she laid this foreshadowing.
The seemingly similar plots make people think more and more because of that foreshadowing.
In this way, she doesn't need to make many moves, can control the situation without losing control, and predict the future, which is more conducive to "script creation".
After the summit, several people left the hotel one after another, and Abe also found a place to stay temporarily. The matter seemed to have come to an end, but one day, it broke out again with the disappearance of little Dean.
finally come.
The mastermind is able to push the plot where she wants without having to do it herself, which is always enjoyable.
Abe yawned, took off her slippers and went downstairs to throw away the garbage bags.
"Get in the car." The car drove beside her, and the lowered window revealed Ji Yanzheng's stern face, "My mother picked him up from kindergarten."
When Abe arrived at Ji's villa, Ji's mother and little Dean were having snacks in the garden. Ji's mother looked at little Dean with a loving look on her face. As soon as Little Dean saw Abbey, he relaxed his back, yelled "abey" and jumped into her arms. Ji's mother was still shouting "slow down, slow down". When she saw her son coming back, she said angrily: "You have such a big son outside, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Whether it's mine or not, I don't know yet."
Having said that, Ji Yanzheng still looked at little Dean with a touch of tenderness.
He knew Chu Tian's character, well-behaved and timid. She had been attached to him since the first night he took her away. Even after five years, he didn't think she would find another man.
Abe rubbed Dean's head like a toy and said to Ji's mother, "Auntie, this is not your child."
These words were so unpleasant that Ji's mother frowned, "Azheng, who is this?"
"she is--"
"She is Yanzheng's former lover,"
Before Ji Yanzheng could speak, he was interrupted by a female voice. Gao Linxue hurried over after receiving the notice from the bribed Ji family servant. She tidied her slightly messy hair, walked over on high heels, and smiled generously at Ji's mother, "Auntie."
"Why are Linxue here?" Ji's mother's tone was quite unnatural. After all, the two families were engaged, and Zheng suddenly had an additional child. She really had to give her an explanation.
Over there, little Dean and Abe plucked their ears, shrugged helplessly, then changed their expressions, and carefully hugged Ji Yanzheng's thigh. "Although I don't know if he is my father's son, I feel a familiar feeling when I see him. I think this is probably the nature of blood."
"Auntie, do you want to separate me from dad?"
The way he called "Auntie" was exactly the same as Abe's.
Ji Yanzheng was slightly startled. He was caught off guard by the little boy who called him daddy. After he stiffened briefly, the blood flowing in his body became inexplicably hot, and he felt an indescribable and wonderful feeling in his heart.
Gao Linxue suddenly broke her nails, "This is impossible!"
She clearly remembered, as well as the diagnosis at that time, that the child would have died long ago, otherwise she would not have given such a large amount of money, and even paid for the living expenses of their mother and son.
Ji's mother said happily, "Why is it impossible? Look at him, he looks so much like A Zheng when he was little..."
"DNA." Gao Linxue said decisively, "We will know after testing the DNA."