Zhou Yian walked back to the office building of the Journalism Department in a daze. He put the commemorative booklet in his hand on the dean's desk and walked out. When I came out of the office, I saw two young journalism teachers walking through the corridor. They were discussing something with iPads in their hands.
Zhou Yi'an didn't pay much attention. He was waiting for the elevator with two teachers, thinking about what Wang Yincheng said just now - he was forced to do it all. The whispers of two teachers could be heard in my ears.
One of the young women whispered: "Wow, this little face is so handsome. Are you still in kindergarten?"
The older woman said: "He is in kindergarten. He is about six or seven years old. He will probably go to elementary school in the second half of the year."
"Where did you get the photos secretly?" the young woman asked in confusion.
"I don't know. I also copied it from someone else. I don't know where the photos leaked out, but we will just use it as a source of discussion. This kind of news cannot be published. They will definitely suppress it."
The young woman nodded: "Of course, if I had such a beautiful son, I would hide it all day long from others. Although there are rumors in the circle, I really didn't expect that my son is so old. Tsk tsk tsk, diamond king Laowu My son can be considered the Diamond King Xiaowu!"
Older woman: "Oh, we ordinary people like us really don't understand those wealthy families. It's too complicated. The elevator is here."
Zhou Yian and the two women entered the elevator one after another. Zhou Yian stood behind them. Although he heard what they said, he didn't pay much attention. He was thinking about Wang Yincheng and what happened back then.
The older woman held up the iPad in her hand and flipped through a few pages. They were all photos of a child. Zhou Yian glanced at it casually and froze.
The woman swiped her finger across the screen. Zhou Yi'an lowered his eyes and saw a familiar little face in countless photos. He was wearing a blue jacket and black jeans. His cheeks were rounded like a child's, but his eyebrows had long opened, and his eyes were dark brown. The eyes have long eyelashes, and then there is the contour of the nose, chin and cheeks that look like six points.
Zhou Yian's breathing became heavier and his eyes were full of disbelief. He looked at the screen in shock, and in his mind there was lightning and thunder, and the words he had just asked Wang Yincheng rang out - then why did you want to be a surrogate mother? !
Surrogacy? ! child! !
Zhou Yian looked down in surprise. The woman holding the iPad noticed and raised her eyes inexplicably. Both women looked at Zhou Yian.
Zhou Yian raised his eyes to look at them and said calmly: "Are you teachers from the journalism department?"
The older woman lowered her hand and put down the iPad in her hand, "Yes, you are also our colleague? A school teacher?"
Zhou Yian nodded: "I teach biological preparations, and I just helped your dean get the department anniversary book."
The young woman suddenly said: "Oh, it's you, I know you. Are you a returnee from overseas? That associate professor who just came?!"
Zhou Yi'an answered yes, pretending on his face, but full of doubts in his heart. He lowered his eyes and looked at the iPad held by the older woman and asked casually: "Who was that child just now? It's the one you mentioned."
We are all colleagues, and women love gossip. I feel that a grown man who teaches biological preparations will not just talk about it casually, so he said: "A kid from a rich family." The older woman said and took out the iPad again. He picked it up and handed it to Zhou Yi'an. He scratched two pages with his finger and showed the child's clear front: "Well, this is the child."
Zhou Yian stretched out his hand to hold the other side of the iPad, his lips trembled, his face instantly turned cold, and the blood in his atrium stagnated.
He took a deep breath: "Which family is he a child of?"
The young woman spoke quickly and said immediately: "You teach biological preparations. Do you know the local pharmaceutical tycoon in our city?"
Zhou Yian raised his eyes and looked at her. The woman smiled and said, "That person from Huarong International! Huarong Pharmaceutical!"
“…”
After the elevator reached the first floor, the two women put away their iPads and greeted Zhou Yian and left first. Zhou Yian walked out of the elevator alone, confused, his vision was a little blurry, completely out of focus, and he didn't know where to look.
There was a row of seats directly opposite the security room in the lobby on the first floor of the office building. Zhou Yi'an silently walked there and sat down, resting his elbows on his thighs and burying his face in his hands.
His thoughts were completely messed up now. From the beginning when Lao Liu told him that Wang Yincheng helped his adoptive father, a gambler, to pay off his debt through surrogacy, to the cold face of Wang Yincheng in the morning when he said "I never agreed to be a surrogate mother", to the moment he saw The face was 60% similar to Wang Yincheng's, until finally, the four words "Huarong Pharmaceutical" were heard from the woman's mouth.
It's chaos, everything is chaos, nothing seems to be right at all. From the time he went abroad, to when he met Liu Heng, to when he returned home this month and met Wang Yincheng, and even when he finally broke up with Liu Heng and wanted to make up for it, everything seemed to be wrong.
Nothing is right.
Wang Yincheng was forced into surrogacy. It was hard for him to imagine how his adoptive father, a gambler, forced Wang Yincheng for money. It was also hard to imagine how Wang Yincheng endured the humiliation of surrogacy and gave birth to the child.
And Liu Heng and that child!
He and Liu Heng had been together for four years, and he had only seen the child once. When he was abroad, the child was only four years old. However, at that time, Dou Sha's face was still round and his eyebrows did not grow, but at that time he was indeed Looks a lot like Liu Heng. But now the child's eyebrows have become very prominent. Anyone who knows Wang Yincheng will feel that he looks very much like him at first sight.
He and Liu Heng had been together for four years, and he knew that Dou Sha was a surrogate from the beginning, but was fate more than just playing tricks on people? The surrogate person turned out to be Wang Yincheng, turned out to be Wang Yincheng!
Zhou Yi'an buried his face in his hands. His mood at the moment was complicated and unbearable. Suddenly, he thought of the day he just returned to China not long ago, and Liu Heng and Wang Yincheng had already met in the airport cafe! !
They passed by each other! Zhou Yian froze, recalled carefully, and determined that Liu Heng's eyes glanced at Wang Yincheng's face before looking towards him at that time!
Zhou Yian slowly sat up straight, with a look of disbelief on his face. He could recognize him at a glance. How could Liu Heng not recognize that child after raising him for six years? !
He recalled again what Liu Heng had said when he met Liu Heng recently, and Liu Heng's attitude when he broke up with him. Zhou Yi'an has been with him for four years and knows a little about his temper. Liu Heng is not a person who makes sudden decisions in life. He must have made a decision after thinking about it for a long time and carefully considering it.
When did that start
Zhou Yian clenched his fists, loosened them unnaturally, stood up slowly and looked outside the hall. It's ten o'clock in the morning, the daylight is just right outside, the sky is blue, the clouds are white, and the sun is shining brightly. Completely opposite to his mood at the moment.
He thought he might know why Liu Heng broke up with him, it was because of Wang Yincheng.
A layer of sweat broke out on Zhou Yian's back. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, called the dean just now, and found a reason to find out the address of Wang Yincheng's newspaper office.
Wang Yincheng reported to the club in the morning. Due to problems with the news layout and the printing plant, the lunch time was delayed. Shao Zhiwen had some Lay's potato chips and took them out to make a donation.
Wang Yincheng squeezed in the afternoon work, said hello to Lao Liu two hours before getting off work, and took a taxi to Huarong International.
Liu Heng was already waiting in the office. The secretary led Wang Yincheng to the door, knocked on the door and entered.
Liu Heng nodded to Wang Yincheng. Just as the secretary was about to close the door and pour water, Liu Heng raised his hand to stop him and said, "No need."
The secretary nodded and went out. Liu Heng made tea and water for Wang Yincheng himself. The two sat on the sofa and talked about the interview.
The reason Liu Heng called Wang Yincheng over was because their previous interview had mentioned the topic of controlling Kowloon. Liu Heng meant that this QA should be deleted and the news could not be disclosed in the media and newspapers for the time being. There was something wrong with their public relations and risk holding. question.
Wang Yincheng nodded, indicating that there was no problem.
Then he showed Liu Heng his tentative draft of the interview: "This is the tentative draft. It will be revised in the later stages. After the editor has approved the draft, you can see if there are any problems. If there are any problems, you can revise it."
Liu Heng took it, glanced at Wang Yincheng's white and well-jointed fingers, and then calmly looked away to read the interview manuscript.
Wang Yincheng took advantage of that time to check his mailbox with his cell phone to see if there was anything at work.
"Okay." Liu Heng read the manuscript and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. The polishing of the sentences was so perfect that he didn't need to worry at all.
Wang Yincheng nodded, "If nothing happens, I'll leave first."
"Repay the society?" Liu Heng raised his eyes and asked.
"No, just get off work." Liu Heng packed his things, paused, raised his eyes and looked at Liu Heng, and he suddenly understood what Liu Heng meant.
Liu Heng stood up, touched his wrist, turned around and walked around the sofa to the desk and picked up his mobile phone: "Let's get together, it's almost time." It's time for kindergarten to end.
Wang Yincheng's brows twitched. He didn't want to have too much contact with Liu Heng in private, but Liu Heng's expression was very comfortable when he turned to personal topics after talking about work, and there was nothing uncomfortable about it. Where, Wang Yincheng even felt that he cared too much, and Liu Heng, like himself, should only do it for his children.
The two took the elevator down from Huarong International Building and drove together to pick up their children.
Wang Yincheng remained silent as always, Liu Heng concentrated on driving, and there was only music in the car.
After relaxing after work, Wang Yincheng's thoughts drifted a little, and he drifted to what happened when he met Zhou Yian in school in the morning. At that time, when he looked at Zhou Yian with an apologetic look on his face and wanted to make up for something, he didn't feel anything at all. He just didn't want to be with him. There was no contact again, but now when he thought about it, he felt that his reaction was wrong. He didn't seem to be a generous person. Why didn't he mock him harshly at that time
Wang Yincheng thought about it and couldn't help but smile contemptuously.
Liu Heng turned to look at Wang Yincheng: "What are you thinking about?"
"It's okay." Wang Yincheng turned to look out the window.
Since knowing the background of Wang Yincheng's family, Liu Heng's feelings for Wang Yincheng have improved to a new level.
Before, he looked at Wang Yincheng like a crystal sculpture, cold and indifferent, unable to get close, but making people's hearts move; but now when he looked at Wang Yincheng again, he felt that he had some human feelings, especially when he recalled that he was in the kitchen. The look of concentration on making animal cookies for children with bean paste.
He thought that maybe Wang Yincheng was not really cold. He just had a bad family life when he was young, without a loving father and mother. When he grew up, he experienced an unknown past of surrogacy to pay off debts, so his personality was like this.
Liu Heng parked the car in front of the school and walked into the school with Wang Yincheng.
The big class is almost over, and the children are all packing their schoolbags. The teacher is standing on the podium, clapping her hands to signal the children to pay attention, and asking the children not to run around after school and wait for their parents to pick them up.
Ye Fei sat behind Douzha, packed up his things, and approached Douzha: "What's wrong with you? Why do I think you're unhappy?"
Douzha was too lazy to tidy up her schoolbag. Every time she just threw a bunch of miscellaneous things into the small schoolbag and zipped it up.
Douzha had a cold face as usual and lowered her eyelashes: "No."
Some parents were already waiting outside the classroom. Some children kept looking outside, with smiles all over their faces, and waved to their mothers.
Dou Sha happened to raise his eyes to see it, then looked away and lowered his eyes again, with an obviously unhappy look on his face.
When Douzha was unhappy, Ye Fei only dared to coax him in a low voice, or offer toys and food if he had them. He didn't dare to say anything to Douzha at this time, because only he knew how terrifying Douzha was when he got angry. Dou Sha used to dare to fight with the fat guy next door and hit him with bricks. He was afraid that the red bean paste would annoy him if he talked too much, so he also hit him with bricks.
Ye Fei coaxed a few words and tugged on his clothes. Seeing that Dou Sha still lowered his eyes and said nothing, he didn't dare to say more.
The teacher was still talking about what he would say before school every day. Not many children would listen. Ye Fei raised his eyes and looked around Brick. When he looked outside the classroom, he was stunned. He opened his mouth slightly and stretched out his hand to pull Dou Sha's clothes: "Dou Sha Dou Sha ! That... that... look!"
Dou Sha frowned and threw her small schoolbag at her feet. She hid for a moment with a look of disgust and turned to glare at Ye Fei: "Don't pull on my clothes!"
Ye Fei's eyes widened, he came closer to Douzha, pointed to the door, and whispered: "That... is you... Mom?"
Dou Sha was stunned, and immediately turned back to look outside. Sure enough, he saw Liu Heng and Wang Yincheng standing side by side at the door, looking towards him.
Wang Yincheng raised his hand and shook it, and smiled.
Dou Sha's eyes widened in disbelief. He wondered if he was dazzled? how could be? Isn’t he at work? ? Douzha had actually imagined before that one day after school, when other children were taken away by their parents, would his Mommy suddenly appear at the door, help him carry his schoolbag, touch his head and give him a hug? And take him home
Dou Sha thought about it more than once, too many times. Sometimes he would look out and search with his beautiful eyes, but he gradually became disappointed. Then he stopped thinking about it and his thoughts became dull. He thought that it would probably never be possible in this life. .
"Is he! Is he!?" Ye Fei pushed the bean paste curiously, feeling itchy in his heart.
Douzha ignored him and looked out the window, bit her lip, and looked at Wang Yincheng Yaoyao. Her cold and stern face slowly melted, and her heart melted as well. His cheeks slowly turned red, feeling embarrassed. He also raised his hand and shook it, feeling that this action was particularly awkward, but his heart was filled with pink bubbles.
Ye Fei =mouth=, he couldn't believe it, he actually saw Dou Sha blushing on the side, and raised his hand to shake it, making a very cute gesture of greeting.
The child was silent, and suddenly thought that Mommy's power is indeed great! !
The teacher finally clapped his hands to indicate that school was over. Those whose parents had arrived could leave. Those whose parents had not yet arrived sat in their seats and waited. They could go to the toilet, but please do not run around.
Ye Fei's mom hasn't come yet. Normally, Dou Sha leaves as soon as school is over. Before he leaves, he would say a few words to Ye Fei.
But today, when Douzha heard the teacher say that school was over, she immediately ran away like a rabbit carrying her small schoolbag.
Ye Fei looked at Douzha's little figure with embarrassment. It was typical that he forgot his friends when he got mom.
Liu Heng nodded and greeted the teacher on duty today. The teacher nodded with a smile and maintained order in the classroom.
Dou Sha rushed out with a small schoolbag in his hands. He only had Wang Yincheng in his eyes, where could he be? Liu Heng bent down and reached out to get the bag for the little boy, but Dou Sha gave up his body and ran to Wang Yincheng. With his little neck raised and his face flushed, he handed the bag to Wang Yincheng without saying anything, just looking at Wang Yincheng with starry eyes. A look of anticipation.
Liu Heng's bent and outstretched arms froze, and his glass heart almost broke.
Before the first class, the little boy carried his schoolbag by himself, but later on when he entered the first class, I didn’t help him carry it. Today, Wang Yincheng is here. Liu Heng wanted to express his kindness and show his love as a father and son, but he was completely disgusted!
The interaction between father and son was seen by Wang Yincheng. He smiled sullenly in his heart and smiled calmly on the surface. He bent down and touched the child's head and took the small school bag.
Liu Heng stood up straight, and after Wang Yincheng took the bag, he made up his mind to appear in front of Wang Yincheng. He had thought about it, and was about to pick up his son, but the little boy stretched out his arms and said coquettishly to Wang Yincheng: "Hug." !”
With a smile on Wang Yincheng's lips, he picked up Xiaodousha and sat on his arm. With the bag in his other hand, he turned around and left.
Liu Heng's figure froze again, and he stood there watching the little boy wrap his arms around Wang Yincheng's neck, and nuzzled Wang Yincheng's face with his face.
Liu Heng clenched his fists. He felt that at this moment he had to face a cruel fact, that is - he was not simply disliked, he was completely finished! Complete! Ignored!
With Mom, forget about me! !
Wang Yincheng held the bean paste in his arms, and the little bun's face came close to rub it softly. He suddenly remembered something, turned sideways and glanced at Liu Heng behind him inexplicably.
Liu Heng's deep eyes suddenly flashed, and he quickly followed him and took the bag from Wang Yincheng.
The two picked up the little buns from the kindergarten and got into the car. Liu Heng drove, and Wang Yincheng sat in the passenger seat with bean paste in his arms.
Dou Sha nestled in Wang Yincheng's arms. He had long forgotten the story of "borrowing chickens to lay eggs" that had depressed him all afternoon. He sat on Wang Yincheng's lap and asked: "Shall we go back for dinner? I still want to eat biscuits." !”
Wang Yincheng smiled and was about to speak when Liu Heng started the car, glanced at the kid, and said seriously: "Snacks cannot be eaten as meals!"
The red bean paste immediately put its little face on Wang Yincheng, rubbed it, snorted, and looked at his father.
Wang Yincheng hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Liu Heng. Both "mother and son" looked at him, one with wanton provocation, the other with a gentle look of consultation. Liu Heng turned the steering wheel, sweating on his forehead and back, and I don't know if it's because of the heat or something.
He looked at the front of the car and finally said: "I can only eat a little."
"Ouch!" Douzha was very happy, hugging Wang Yincheng's neck and shaking around.
Neither of the two people in the passenger seat noticed Liu Heng's look.
Liu Heng quietly glanced at the rearview mirror several times to confirm that the Audi that had been following him not far behind him was the car he gave to Zhou Yi'an.
In the kindergarten, Chen Jiao, who was rushing over, looked at his son with an incomprehensible expression.
Xiaoye Fei looked at his own numbness, and then thought about the bean paste mummy who had been waiting at the door to pick up the bean paste, and felt particularly uncomfortable in comparison. And every time, he was waiting for Mom to pick him up, but Chen Jiao never came in advance! !
He waved away Chen Jiao's hand that reached out to touch his head with his paw, pouted and snorted, arrogantly saying that he would not pay attention to him tonight! ! ╭(╯^╰)╮Chen Jiao is not Wang Yincheng. When he saw that his son could not learn from others, he slapped his son on the head with his paw and said, "Go home!"