Blue and white striped shirt, cropped white suit pants, the whole person looks fresh and handsome, several years younger than before wearing a formal suit.
Wei Qing straightened his cuffs, squinted his eyes and stared at the boy, "Does this look good?"
Yan Chuyang nodded fiercely: "It looks good!"
Wei Qing smiled lowly, leaned over and bit the boy's lips and said, "Breakfast is ready, finish it honestly before going to school."
Yan Chuyang hummed, and asked strangely: "Where are you going when you dress like this? Aren't you going to work?"
"Not going to work." Wei Qing said lightly, "There is a very important friend gathering."
Yan Chuyang snorted, "Are you still going home for dinner at noon?"
"No." Wei Qing picked up the handbag from the sofa and said, "I called Aunt Wang, she will cook for you at noon, don't eat at school, go home for dinner."
Yan Chuyang nodded: "I see."
Wei Qing hummed, turned and went out.
Yan Chuyang sighed, looking at the empty living room, lost his appetite for breakfast in an instant, went to the dining table, took a few sips of soup hastily, then packed the table and went to school.
After a busy morning, after the class ended, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. Knowing that Wei Qing was not at home and Yan Chuyang didn't want to go home, he simply called Aunt Wang and said that he had something to do in the afternoon, so he wouldn't go home for dinner. .
He carried the drawing board to Songcheng Central Park to gather folk songs.
The noon sun is warm and refreshing. The park has a good environment, a wide green area, and complete recreational facilities. Because it is adjacent to a kindergarten, there are many people strolling here.
It seems that the nearby kindergarten is running some kind of parent-child project, so seeing many parents and children wearing parent-child costumes playing games together, the children's playfulness and the parents' laughter from time to time, is very pleasant.
Yan Chuyang sat down under a long corridor covered with wisterias, set up the drawing board, and began to select the scenes to copy.
Just as he was about to start writing, his calf was bumped suddenly. Yan Chuyang lowered his head, only to see a craft ball made of bamboo rolling down.
Yan Chuyang bent down, picked up the ball, and turned around to look at it. A little girl in a pink dress was standing aside innocently looking at him with big eyes.
Yan Chuyang smiled, raised the ball in his hand and said, "Is this yours?"
The little girl nodded cowardly, and said in a childish voice, "I'm sorry."
Yan Chuyang was turned into a bud in an instant. He put down his pen, walked to the girl's side, squatted down and said, "Where are your parents? Why do you let you play here alone?"
The little girl scratched her hair, pointed to a small stall not far away and said, "Dad went to buy cotton candy for me, and Mom followed."
Yan Chuyang looked at the pair of people who were very close to each other at the stall from a distance, nodded and said, "So I bought you cotton candy, so you can sit here for a while and wait for Mom and Dad to come, okay? "
The little girl nodded, pulled off her skirt by herself, and sat on the bench with her hands propped up, her two round legs swinging back and forth.
The more Yan Chuyang looked at it, the more cute he felt. He couldn't help but took out his mobile phone from his pocket, wanting to take a photo of the little girl, thinking that he could copy the photo later and draw a picture for the little girl.
After adjusting the focal length and preparing to take a picture, the phone was suddenly pulled from his hand.
Yan Chuyang raised his head in astonishment.
Shen Shimin stared at Yan Chuyang with an ugly face and said, "What are you doing? Why are you taking pictures of my daughter?"
Yan Chuyang stood up from the bench in shock, pointed at the little girl, and said with some difficulty: "This...is this your daughter?"
Shen Shimin actually has a child at this age? !
The woman frowned and said, "Yeah, why, it doesn't look like it?"
"No." Yan Chuyang shook his head, and when he was about to apologize, his eyes suddenly caught sight of the person standing beside him.
Striped shirt, cropped suit pants, it's Wei Qing.
Yan Chuyang froze there.
The little girl was wearing a pink dress, Shen Shimin was wearing a pink and white striped dress, and Wei Qing's shirt was also pink and white striped.
Obviously, they are wearing parent-child clothes.
Is this child... Wei Qing's
Yan Chuyang was dizzy from this guess, and his throat was suffocated and he couldn't breathe.
Seeing the boy's pale face, Wei Qing hurried over to him, supported his shoulder and said, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"
"I'm fine." Yan Chuyang pushed him away, his heart curled up in pain as if someone had whipped him hard.
Wei Qing had always been obsessed with Shen Shimin, but now that the child is involved, how could they not get back together
No, they may have gotten back together a long time ago, and now they even put on parent-child clothes. It is obvious that they are Hehe Meimei's family, so... what is he
Is it a third party
Heh, it's so ridiculous that without knowing it, he passively became a mistress who destroys people's families.
He's just... repulsive enough.
Yan Chuyang took a few steps back in a panic, lowered his head, tidied up the drawing board indiscriminately and said, "I'm sorry, I still have something to do, I want to leave first."
Shen Shimin handed over the phone and said: "I also want to say sorry, I saw Selina lost just now, I was too anxious, and my words were a bit serious."
Yan Chuyang took the phone over, stuffed it into his backpack, and said solemnly: "It's okay, I understand."
Seeing that his hands were trembling, Wei Qing took the boy's hand in distress and said, "Don't move, I'll clean it up for you."
Yan Chuyang shook off the man's hand as if he had bumped into something extraordinary, and said, "No need, I'll do it myself."
Wei Qing's eyes darkened: "What's wrong? Why are you in such a panic?"
"I'm fine." Yan Chuyang picked up the drawing board, looked at Wei Qing and said, "I still have class in the afternoon, so I'll be leaving first. I wish you all a good time."
After speaking, the boy walked out of the park with his drawing board on his back as if fleeing for his life.
"Mom." The little girl raised her chin and said in a clear and clear voice, "That brother is very good, he asked me to sit here and wait for you."