Mu Tingzhou did not feel childish. Seeing that the peony he gave outperformed the one given by the Grand Tutor, he felt relaxed. He was afraid of comparison in everything. He was better than the Grand Tutor in every aspect. Mingwei's heart would be his sooner or later. It belonged to him completely. After reading for a whole day, his girlfriend was back. Mu Tingzhou reached out and pulled Mingwei to his lap, kissing her passionately. After almost half an hour of lingering and sticky kisses, Mu Tingzhou reluctantly let go of her lips and opened his eyes. Mingwei had just opened her eyes, her eyes were as charming as spring water. When their eyes met, she lowered her head shyly, and obediently invited people to taste it like a ripe peach. Where was the angry look in the morning? Mu Tingzhou could not help but kiss her again. When Mingwei came back, it was not too dark yet, and Mu Tingzhou did not turn on the light. When their lips parted again, the living room was already dim, but the room was warm. He held her tightly, and Mingwei even had a thin layer of sweat on her body. She leaned on his shoulder and panted gently. He breathed more heavily, like a beast king who had awakened. "When will it end?" Mu Tingzhou asked Mingwei hoarsely with his forehead against hers, closing his eyes and pretending to be confused. She was in his arms, and Mu Tingzhou did not believe that she could not feel his changes. He touched her long hair that fell down, and Mu Tingzhou slowly leaned to her ear, blowing all the hot breath on her red earlobe: "I will respect any decision you make, but in order to avoid unnecessary temptation, I need to know your attitude towards premarital sex." What is Mingwei's attitude? She wanted to turn out the tape and seal Mu Tingzhou's mouth tightly. "I don't accept it." Mingwei said angrily, trying to break free from his arms. Mu Tingzhou refused to let go, and pulled his head away. He observed her expression with scrutiny: "Really don't accept it?" It didn't seem like it. When they kissed, she was just as passionate. Mingwei wanted to pick up the big peony pot and smash it on his head. She said angrily: "Are you going to make dinner? If not, I'll order takeout." Mu Tingzhou: ... His girlfriend's stomach is more important. Although he didn't get an answer, Mu Tingzhou let go of Mingwei and went to cook without complaint. Mingwei turned on the TV and watched it absent-mindedly for a few minutes. When her face was not so red, she went to the kitchen to watch Mu Tingzhou prepare. He changed into a light gray sweater today, with short hair and handsome profile, looking younger. "Do you need my help?" Mingwei was a little embarrassed to let him do it all by himself. "If you are bored, you can hold me and watch." Mu Tingzhou lowered his head to cut vegetables, with the corners of his lips raised. Mingwei suddenly thought of her parents at home. When she was a child, she and her sister played in the living room while her parents cooked in the kitchen. She saw her father hugging her mother from behind several times. The atmosphere was warm and beautiful. Later, when they grew up, her father would pay more attention, but Mingwei believed that the couple must still be as loving as before. "Dream on." Mingwei snorted and turned her head to look outside, but before turning around, she couldn't help but secretly glance at Mu Tingzhou's waist. The man was tall and slender, with broad shoulders, but his waist was narrow, which was particularly tempting. In her mind, she was already imagining the situation of hugging him from behind, but out of the girl's modesty, Mingwei chose to endure it! Tonight, Mu Tingzhou cooked a simple meal, only two dishes and one soup, but for the two of them, it was enough. "Will I be fat in a week?" After drinking a bowl of winter melon and pork ribs soup, Mingwei was a little worried about her weight. Mu Tingzhou casually suggested: "You can move around a little after dinner." Mingwei blinked and secretly looked at him. Mu Tingzhou was leisurely tasting the soup, and he didn't look like an old driver who told dirty jokes. That night, the two continued to live in peace. When Mu Tingzhou was serious, he was very gentlemanly. Not long after Mingwei left on the third day, Mu Tingzhou received a call from Xiao Zhao, asking him where he was. Mu Tingzhou asked indifferently: "Is there something going on?" Xiao Zhao said in an unhappy voice: "Can't I find you if there is nothing going on? Stop talking nonsense, where are you now?" Mu Tingzhou didn't tell the truth: "It's too boring in the city, I came out to relax, you don't need to know the location." Xiao Zhao convinced him, threw the script in his hand on Mu Tingzhou's desk, and said as he walked out: "I received two more scripts, I think they are good, you can take a look when you come back, remember to give me a reply whether you accept them or not." Mu Tingzhou: "Okay." After finishing the business, Xiao Zhao asked curiously: "How are you and Mingwei? She is going home, don't you want to see her before the New Year?" Mu Tingzhou said insincerely: "We will film together after the New Year, and we don't need these few days." Xiao Zhao was half-believing and half-doubting, but he could never imagine that Mu Tingzhou would have the emotional intelligence and means to move to Mingwei's house. He warned Mu Tingzhou to come back early and hung up the phone. After dealing with the agent, Mu Tingzhou received another call from his mother Dou Jing, saying that she was going to New York to discuss the copyright of a book, and hoped that her son, who was resting at home, would accompany her. They would leave tomorrow and stay in New York for three nights before returning. Mu Tingzhou calculated that the day his mother returned from New York was the day Mingwei returned to Suzhou. Mu Tingzhou did not answer immediately. He lost his memory in a car accident last year and forgot about his family for several months. According to Xiao Zhao, he had a very bad attitude towards his parents. After recovering from the illness in February, Mu Tingzhou immediately prepared for the filming of "Qinglong". He was busy for more than half a year and had no time to make up for his parents. It was easy for his father to say, but Mu Tingzhou felt guilty about his mother. "Mom, Mingwei will be home on the 28th, and I want to come back a day in advance to send her off." A minute later, Mu Tingzhou made a choice. Dou Jing was stunned for a long time before she caught up with her son's thoughts. She was surprised and asked, "Are you and Weiwei together?" Mu Tingzhou was in his thirties and was not used to telling his mother about his love. He simply said, "We just got together not long ago and we meet occasionally." Dou Jing was also considered a person in the circle. She knew that it was not easy for celebrities to fall in love. After thinking about it, she decided not to ask her son to accompany her. She said excitedly, "Then you should accompany Weiwei well. The New Year is coming soon. It is not easy for her to be busy with work here alone. Mom has an assistant. I asked you to take you out to relax, but now, you must be more comfortable staying in the capital." His mother cared about him, and Mu Tingzhou also wanted to fulfill his responsibilities as a son. His mother's English was difficult to deal with foreigners. He insisted again and again, and Dou Jing couldn't persuade her son, so she had to let it go. In the evening, Mingwei came back, and Mu Tingzhou told her about it apologetically. Ming Wei was a little disappointed, but also relieved. Mu Tingzhou was living with her, so she couldn't do anything as freely as usual. Since Mu Tingzhou had something important to do, everyone should be busy with their own things. Anyway, there would be a few months of opportunities to shoot together after the New Year. "It's okay, go ahead and spend some time with your aunt. You made her cry a lot last year." Mu Tingzhou looked at her carefully: "You really don't mind?" Ming Wei sneered and glared at him: "Please don't think too much of yourself." Mu Tingzhou got bored and got up to cook. Ming Wei leaned cross-legged on the sofa, listening to the sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen. She was distracted again. She said it happily, but how could she not be reluctant at all in her heart? But both of them have families. Mu Tingzhou rarely has time to spend with his mother. She should understand that, just like her, she planned to go home after work early in the morning and didn't think about staying in the imperial capital for a few more days for Mu Tingzhou. After finishing dinner as usual, they leaned on the sofa to watch a movie to kill time. As they leaned on each other, the movie was put aside and they kissed each other again. They were going to separate tomorrow, and Mu Tingzhou's self-control was getting weaker and weaker. He moved his hands to Mingwei's waist and rubbed it back and forth.Stroking her sweater. Mingwei also hugged his waist with her small hands. His strong and thin waist felt very nice to touch. "Wait until I come back." Finally, Mu Tingzhou held back and whispered in her ear. He was the one who promised to cook for her for a week. Now he broke his promise. Even if they broke up, it was his responsibility. In this situation, he couldn't feel at ease asking for more. Mingwei felt his struggle, but misunderstood that Mu Tingzhou was afraid of her period, and hummed with amusement. After Mu Tingzhou left, Mingwei continued the training as planned. On the evening of the 25th, she was video chatting with Mu Tingzhou when she suddenly received a call from Xiao Zhao. Mingwei motioned to Mu Tingzhou not to make a sound before answering the call. Xiao Zhao invited her to dinner at a famous restaurant tomorrow night. Mingwei still remembered the strange atmosphere of the dinner she had with the three Xu family members last time, and asked Xiao Zhao cautiously: "What's the matter?" Xiao Zhao was in mixed mood: "Mainly, my dad wants to see you." Mingwei was unhappy. Seeing that Mu Tingzhou had been looking at her in the video, she turned off the screen first, then walked to the window, and said after pondering for a few seconds: "Xiao Zhao, I always treat you as a friend, so if Mr. Xu has any misunderstandings about me, I hope you can explain it to me so that everyone will not be embarrassed." Xiao Zhao was confused: "My dad has a misunderstanding about you?" Mingwei pursed her lips and said in a muffled voice: "No misunderstanding, why should he see me? I entered the entertainment industry just to make movies, and I don't want to marry up with anyone." Since Xiao Zhao was willing to contact her on behalf of his father, Mingwei simply didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point. Xiao Zhao finally understood, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "My Princess Ming, what are you thinking? Even if you don't believe my dad, you should believe me, right? You and Tingzhou are both my friends. How could I know that you two are in love and still... I really don't know what to say to you. Don't worry, I guarantee with my personality that my dad doesn't mean that to you. He is looking for you for other things. You will know when you go. Of course, if you don't believe me as a friend, you can call Shen Su along." Ming Wei was stunned. It turned out that Xu Xiu didn't mean that? After a brief embarrassment, Ming Wei was even more confused: "I didn't say what I said just now, but what exactly is the matter with Mr. Xu?" Xiao Zhao sighed: "It's really not convenient to talk about this over the phone. It's related to Tingzhou, but you can't tell Tingzhou for the time being. After we meet tomorrow night, you can choose whether to let Tingzhou know." Ming Wei's heart sank. Why didn't Xiao Zhao's tone sound good? As soon as the phone was hung up, Mu Tingzhou immediately called in and asked what Xiao Zhao had said to her. Mingwei told half the truth: "They invited me to dinner and said they had something to discuss. We will know what it is tomorrow night." "Don't go." Mu Tingzhou has already determined that Xu Xiu has ill intentions towards Mingwei. Mingwei repeated Xiao Zhao's attitude and leaned on the bed and said, "Xiao Zhao should not be that kind of person." Mu Tingzhou couldn't persuade her, so he called Xiao Zhao instead. Xiao Zhao was polite to Mingwei. Now Mu Tingzhou also suspected that he wanted to help his father steal his friend's girlfriend, or to pit two friends at the same time. Xiao Zhao directly burst into swear words and sprayed Mu Tingzhou. Mu Tingzhou didn't even have a chance to speak. He hung up the phone directly after spraying. After calming down for a moment, Xiao Zhao sent Mu Tingzhou a WeChat message: Don't worry, my dad has something to ask of Mingwei, and he wants to treat Mingwei as a princess. Mu Tingzhou would be surprised if he was relieved. The whole network knew that Mingwei was his princess, and Xu Xiu also wanted to treat Mingwei as a princess. Isn't the meaning obvious? Mingwei's dinner with the Xu family father and son was scheduled for 5:30 in the evening. Mingwei really believed Xiao Zhao, so she didn't call Shen Su and came to the restaurant alone to keep the appointment. The Xu family father and son booked a luxurious box, with dining outside and a lounge inside. Mingwei pushed the door open and saw that the three Xu family father and son were all there. The three of them were all wearing black suits, which looked a bit like gangsters at first glance. However, the three men stood up at the same time after seeing her. Xu Xiu had a complicated expression, Xu Lin had a blank expression, and Xiao Zhao touched the back of his head with one hand, feeling a little irritated, as if he had done something to let her down. Mingwei was about to say hello when her cell phone suddenly rang. Mingwei nodded to the three people apologetically and took out her cell phone. It was Mu Tingzhou. Mingwei turned sideways to answer the call. "Where are you?" The man on the phone spoke anxiously. Mingwei's heart skipped a beat and she asked in a low voice, "You're back?" Mu Tingzhou had put on makeup before getting off the plane and was wearing a tennis cap. He hadn't been recognized yet. He hailed a taxi while answering his girlfriend, "Yes, I'll go find you now." Mingwei was so moved that her voice became unconsciously sweeter when she reported the address of the restaurant. Unexpectedly, just after she finished reporting the address, her phone was suddenly snatched away. Mingwei turned around in shock and saw Xiao Zhao gritting his teeth and saying to the phone, "Mu Tingzhou, you're great. Since you don't trust me so much, let's break up. You can find whoever you want to be your agent. Don't expect me to serve you anymore!" After scolding, he hung up the phone and angrily looked up at Mingwei's smiling eyes. Xiao Zhao pushed his glasses and whispered as he returned the phone, "If it weren't for... I would scold you too." He was so angry that Mingwei was relieved. She turned her eyes to Xu Xiu and his son not far away and asked politely, "Does Mr. Xu have something to ask me?" Xu Xiu winked at his two sons. Xiao Zhao and Xu Lin looked at each other and went to the lounge inside. There was a bed in the lounge, and Xu Xiu chose to talk to Ming Wei in the outer room, which was also a statement of his attitude. Ming Wei completely let down her guard, walked to the sofa next to the dining table and sat down, looking at Xu Xiu openly. Xu Xiu could frankly tell his sons about the romantic debts he committed when he was young, but it was not so easy for him to speak to his daughter. After a long silence, Xu Xiu took out the paternity test document and handed it to his daughter. Ming Wei took it with both hands. It was the first time she came into contact with such a document, and Ming Wei did not understand it very well. Xu Xiu had been observing his daughter, and then when his daughter raised her eyes to look at him, he lowered his eyes and slowly recalled: "Weiwei, I went to Sucheng once in 1994. At that time, your mother had not married Mingqiang..." At this point, Xu Xiu stopped, but the elongated tail tone hinted at infinite content. Ming Wei's hand holding the document shook slightly. Xiao Zhao said that Xu Xiu had something to find her, and it was definitely related to love between men and women.Love has nothing to do with it. Now, Xu Xiu handed her a paternity certificate and told her that he had a story with her mother in 1994, the year before she was born. What kind of story? Ming Wei had never experienced it, but she had watched too many TV dramas of this type since she was a child. Ming Wei's face turned pale, and she lowered her head stiffly and looked at the ordinary A4 paper again. Noticing her movements, Xu Xiu raised his eyes and saw his daughter's pale face. Xu Xiu knew that his daughter understood and was shocked. Xu Xiu felt guilty, his upper body leaned forward, and he nervously explained to his daughter: "... Weiwei, I was still young at that time, and I took advantage of your mother, but I didn't have the patience to coax her... Later, your mother didn't contact me. As time went by, I forgot about her. It was not until I saw you last year that I slowly remembered... Weiwei, Daddy is..." "Don't call yourself that." Mingwei was very confused. There were many things she didn't understand about the old things of the elders, but the only thing she was sure of was that Xu Xiu had no right to call her daughter. At least before she figured out all the links, she only had one father, and that man's surname was Ming, his name was Mingqiang, and he was the best father in the world. It was a simple sentence, but it was like a needle that pierced Xu Xiu's heart. His daughter called him "you", and she really didn't want to recognize him. But this was all expected. Xu Xiu knew that his daughter needed time to digest this matter. Clenching his hands, Xu Xiu nodded and said, "Okay, I respect your opinion. Now, if you have anything to ask, just ask me. I will never lie to you about anything." Ming Wei sat with her head down. She hoped that this was a dream and that the paternity test was fake. But just when she wanted to deny it, Ming Wei suddenly remembered that Xiao Zhao had plucked a few of her hairs when she went to the Lu family for a banquet a few years ago. They said that she had white hair, but in fact, they took it for paternity test, right? Ming Wei smiled bitterly and glanced at the door of the lounge. No wonder Xiao Zhao dared to guarantee that Xu Xiu had no bad intentions towards her. It turned out that she and Xu Xiu were... "My dad, do you know?" After sitting blankly for a few minutes, Ming Wei was finally able to speak, and her eyes fell on the coffee table. Xu Xiu said truthfully: "You should ask your mother. After I recognized you, I only met your mother once. After I confirmed that you were my daughter, I came back and did not disturb them. Weiwei, your mother does not want me to recognize you, but I think that you are an adult and you have the right to know the truth." But Mingwei did not want such a right. She would rather Xu Xiu never looked for her and stay in the dark for the rest of her life. With blurred vision, Mingwei put the identification book back on the table, stood up in time, turned around and walked out. "Weiwei," Xu Xiu left his seat immediately, but did not catch up with his daughter. He only said to his daughter's back: "Weiwei, I'm sorry to your mother and to you. I understand how you feel now, but you are indeed my daughter, the child of the Xu family. I missed you before. Now, I want to fulfill my responsibility as a father and take good care of you..." "I don't need it." Mingwei whispered, and walked away without looking back. She opened the door, put on sunglasses, wiped away the tears on her face, and left as usual. It was dinner time, and the elevator in the restaurant was busy. Mingwei was in no mood to wait, and was afraid of being recognized, so she took the stairs from one side. As she walked, she heard the sound of people climbing the stairs from below, and the sound was very urgent. Mingwei suddenly panicked. This side of the stairs was remote, and would there be bad guys? Mingwei forgot the blow brought by her life experience for a moment, and turned around to run back. Just after climbing one floor, she suddenly heard a familiar voice from below: "Mingwei?" It was Mu Tingzhou! There were no bad guys, but Mingwei's legs trembled even more. The tears that had been held back for a long time finally burst out at this moment. She slowly sat on the stairs, still wearing sunglasses, and pressed her fingers on the corners of her eyes, trying to stop more tears. Crying is instinctive, but listening to Mu Tingzhou's quickening footsteps, Mingwei's chaotic brain resumed working again. If Mu Tingzhou asked, what should she say? It was related to her mother's reputation. Let alone Mu Tingzhou was just her boyfriend, even if Mu Tingzhou was her husband, she had to think carefully before making a decision whether to tell him or not. Downstairs, Mu Tingzhou finally got to Mingwei's floor. Seeing his girlfriend sitting there pitifully with her head buried, Mu Tingzhou suddenly had a bad feeling. Was she bullied by Xu Xiu? He was very worried, and his steps were light. Finally, he knelt on one knee on the step below her, holding the railing with one hand, and tentatively touched her head with the other hand, whispering: "Why are you sitting?" Mingwei had stopped crying and raised her head uneasily. She was originally thinking about explaining, but she ended up looking at the face of a strange middle-aged man. His skin was wheat-yellow and dull, but his eyes were bright and deep, looking at her with worry and concern. The difference between expectation and reality was too big, Mingwei couldn't help but laugh, deliberately joking: "Who are you?" The large sunglasses blocked most of her face, but Mu Tingzhou saw her smile, a familiar and naughty smile. Relieved, Mu Tingzhou reached out to take off her sunglasses, and when he saw those misty eyes again, he said in a hoarse voice, "Your man." Mingwei's wet and cold heart was warmed up, and she continued to tease him, "My man is not as dark as yours." Mu Tingzhou touched the corners of her still wet eyes and asked seriously, "Were you bullied?" Mingwei shook her head, snatched the sunglasses and put them on again, exhaled, and said, "Go back first, and talk about it when you get back. I drove here, you..." Mu Tingzhou glanced upstairs: "Are they still there?" Mingwei lowered her voice: "I should." Mu Tingzhou said, "Then I'll take you down first." Mingwei hugged his arm and whispered, "Xiao Zhao didn't bully me, and Director Xu just told me a story. The story has nothing to do with you. Don't ask. I may tell you when I think it through one day." Mu Tingzhou pursed his thin lips. He could see that Mingwei was very unhappy. Others made his girlfriend unhappy, but he knew nothing about it. Mu Tingzhou didn't like this feeling. "Let's go..." Ming Wei said softly, still holding his arm. Mu Tingzhou didn't move. "Okay, go find them, but don't come to see me at night." Ming Wei let go of him and pretended to be angry and walked downstairs. After taking just one step, the man behind her suddenly chased after her, holding her small hand tightly with his big hand, his palm warm.
The author has something to say: Updated, good night everyone, I will send out red envelopes after I wake up tomorrow~