His Son Has a Richest Billionaires Dad

Chapter 17: Run with the ball?

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After dinner, Sheyan sent Chengyang back to school.

As the car drove outside the school gate, Chengyang said, "Stop here."

While eating, Chengyang saw Sheyan answering the phone in the middle of the meal, as if something was wrong.

As the richest man in province S, Sheyan would definitely have a lot of work. Including the previous cruise trip, Chengyang went there purely for fun, but Sheyan would do work on his laptop every night.

"Where do you live?"

Sheyan didn't ask his assistant to stop the car, so the car continued to drive towards the campus.

Chengyang was silent for a moment. From the calm expression on the man's face, he guessed that the man might want to know where he lived.

Men already know about the pregnancy, and there is no need to hide other aspects from men.

"Go forward, then turn right, and drive all the way to the end, where there is an entrance."

Chengyang turned his eyes and spoke to the assistant driving in front.

He looked back and said, "I moved out of the dormitory some time ago and am currently living in the old teachers' apartment."

Sheyan had already sent people to investigate these matters, but Chengyang didn't know that Sheyan had investigated him.

"How long has the rent been paid for?" Ginkgo trees are planted on both sides of the road in the campus. At this time, the leaves are withered and yellow, and a thin layer is spread on the ground.

"Rent until graduation, based on time, the child should be born in July or August next year, which happens to be summer vacation at that time." In fact, Chengyang didn't need to say the rest, he explained it subconsciously.

"Are you sure which hospital doesn't have one?"

What Sheyan asked people to investigate was only information from the last ten days or so.

Chengyang lowered his eyes and looked at his slightly flat abdomen, which was not yet bulging.

He smiled and shook his head: "No."

"Does anyone else know about the child?" Sheyan asked just to confirm.

Looking up, Chengyang clearly had a smile on his face, but it was a bit strange. Sheyan could vaguely sense that his boy's mood was not as good as he showed on his face.

Sheyan stretched out his hand to hold it. Holding Chengyang's wrist, Chengyang's smile slowly disappeared.

"It's just you and me." There was also the doctor who did the color Doppler ultrasound at the beginning, but he ran faster at the time, so the other person might think he was dazzled.

As for the netizens in a certain online forum, Chengyang only said that he was a man and did not reveal any real information about himself. The netizens probably did not believe him and were just pretending to cooperate with him.

"I'm sorry, it would have been better if I had known earlier." Sheyan didn't know about Chengyang's pregnancy until now. In the past two months, he couldn't be by Chengyang's side to share some of Chengyang's burdens. Sheyan felt unhappy. No self-blame.

This is a rare emotion.

But how to put it, being tempted or emotional is a matter of a moment.

After the obstetrician-gynecologist came to the house and examined Chengyang's body, Sheyan was now very sure that Chengyang was pregnant with his child.

At the same time, there is another point that is intuitive, that is, he is going to be a father.

Sheyan's employees were not employees who were not pregnant and then took leave to go home to have a baby. He knew that pregnancy was not an easy task.

Chengyang was enduring all this alone. Sheyan looked at Chengyang's fair and soft cheeks and could guess that Chengyang must have felt uncomfortable when he knew she was pregnant.

The man suddenly apologized, which made Chengyang stunned. It was not that he had never complained about Sheyan before, but more than anything, he blamed fate.

Even a man's kindness to him is greater than letting him get pregnant.

Chengyang couldn't imagine what it would be like if he wasn't rescued by a man, but was taken to the executive's room.

Just thinking about it made Chengyang's scalp numb.

"It's not your fault." Chengyang felt that his heart was being pressed by the warmth of the man's palm. He shook his head without any intention of blaming the man.

"Two more intersections ahead, turn left."

The car drove into Exit A of the old teacher's apartment, and Chengyang pointed down the road again.

"I will contact the hospital. From now on, you will take good care of yourself and I will handle all other matters."

This is his future wife and his unborn baby. From this moment on, these two will crowd out everything else and become the most important and precious existence to the richest man in Province S.

"...Thank you." Chengyang could not miss the man's lowered posture, and he accepted the other person's kindness.

He had seen the seriousness and coldness with which men treated other people, including his assistant. The assistant had been with Sheyan for five or six years, but Sheyan didn't have much enthusiasm there.

He's different from them all, front cannon. You suddenly became the father of his child and sincerely expressed your intention to take care of him and the child.

Chengyang knew that he was willing to take the easy way rather than the hard way. Besides, besides She Yan, he couldn't let anyone else be the father of his child.

It is impossible to run with the ball.

The man is so handsome, so nice, and he still likes him. He should start trying to let the other person slowly enter his life.

It would be even more satisfying if we could form a happy family in the future.

"Don't say thank you to me. If possible, I hope you can make various demands of me." He hoped that Chengyang would ask for something from him, and he would give it to him.

"Other than any request to leave, of course."

These words didn't sound like words of love, but they sounded like words of love. Chengyang's ears felt a little hot.

Not long after, the car arrived in front of the unit where Chengyang rented.

"Okay, stop here." Chengyang pointed to a staircase entrance on the right, "I live up here."

The richest man turned his head slightly and looked in the direction Chengyang was pointing. The entrance to the unit building was narrow, and there were several rusty bicycles piled at the bottom of the stairs on the left. The entire building was old and in disrepair.

"Which floor?"

When Chengyang opened the door and was about to get out of the car, Sheyan asked with calm eyes.

"Sixth floor." Chengyang went back to the exact floor without thinking. The moment he turned around, he caught a glimpse of Sheyan staring at him deeply. Chengyang seemed to understand immediately what he cared about.

"The floor is not high, so you can't climb it for long."

"Yeah." Sheyan seemed to accept this explanation and nodded, "You go up."

Chengyang got out of the car and looked into the car before leaving. For a moment, he wanted to invite Sheyan to sit upstairs, but he quickly gave up the idea.

Along the stairs, Chengyang arrived at the sixth floor two or three minutes later. He took the key and opened the door. He did not change his shoes at the first moment, but walked straight out to the balcony on the right. When Chengyang stood on the balcony and looked down, the car The car he had just been in was still parked underneath, looking as if it was going to stay there forever and not intend to drive away.

The ringtone of the cell phone suddenly rang, which startled Chengyang. He took out the cell phone from his pocket. Although the number was not signed, the last few numbers were familiar to Chengyang.

After answering the phone, a calm and charming voice on the other side said: "It's been cold lately, so you should wear more clothes inside."

"If you need anything, you can call me. If I don't answer the phone, you can contact Zhong Hui." Zhong Hui was the assistant's name.

Holding the phone in hand, Chengyang knew that he would be surprised at this moment without looking in the mirror.

He nodded on the other end of the phone: "Okay."

"By the way, don't be too late for the live broadcast."

Chengyang had better go back.

After the phone was hung up, the car downstairs started and drove off into the distance.

Watching the car drive away, Chengyang turned around with the phone in hand. Suddenly his expression changed. Why did Sheyan tell him not to live broadcast too late? Could it be that he was watching his live broadcast.

It was also at this time that Chengyang suddenly remembered the rich fan who gave him a cruise ship in the past few live broadcasts.

Chengyang quickly went to the bedroom to turn on the computer and clicked on the chat interface between him and the rich fan.

The man's speaking style was extremely concise, and Chengyang had a guess.

He frowned, thinking it was unlikely that Sheyan was a wealthy fan

The richest man in the province came to watch his game live broadcast

If you tell me, no one will believe it.

But the timing of the wealthy fan's appearance was too coincidental, and Chengyang had to suspect Sheyan.

Why don't you ask? Chengyang reached out and entered a string of Chinese characters on the keyboard. After typing, he felt that if it wasn't She Yan, then this would be a mistake.

Chengyang simply sent the sentence "Have we met in real life?"

During the day, the wealthy fans seemed to be absent, so Chengyang exited the page.

Not too busy, strong sleepiness hit his head. Chengyang changed into pajamas, washed his feet with hot water, and went to bed to take a nap.

After sleeping for nearly an hour, I sat up from the bed and took my phone out of habit. A message was sent from the inn to pick up the items. Chengyang's new headphones arrived.

The pair of headphones fell to the ground several times before, and the last time they finally made noise, Chengyang ordered a pair online.

Too lazy to change clothes, Chengyang put on a thick woolen coat and went downstairs to pick up the express delivery.

By coincidence, Chengyang met someone he didn't like very much at the rookie station.

That person didn't come alone, there was also a handsome boy with him.

Chengyang had no intention of talking to that person, but he was very warm when he saw him.

"Chengyang, are you here to pick up the express delivery too?"

Ignoring it directly seemed too rude, so Chengyang hummed indifferently.

Sheng Jiaqi's eyes fell on Chengyang's delicate and flawless face. It seemed that whenever he saw this person, no matter how cheap clothes he was wearing, he was still so beautiful that it made his heart itch.

But Chengyang was just a rose with thorns, and Sheng Jiaqi didn't like eating the tough melon, so after being rejected by Chengyang, he turned around and changed his target.

"I heard that you moved out of the dormitory and are now living in the teachers' apartment?" After all, Chengyang is a dean of the School of Computer Science. Even if Sheng Jiaqi didn't take the initiative to inquire about Chengyang's current situation, someone would naturally discuss it.

Chengyang glanced at Sheng Jiaqi coldly and squinted at the boy next to him. He looked very young, as if he was underage.

"Let's go now." Chengyang didn't have a good impression of this famous alumnus of the same class who accepted both men and women at the beginning, and he doesn't have a good impression now.

Sheng Jiaqi smiled as he watched Chengyang walk past him, and his eyes slowly fell on Chengyang's narrow waist and long legs.

I don't know if it was his imagination, but it seemed that Chengyang was more handsome than when he saw him before.

The glance he just glanced at was very seductive, and suddenly, Sheng Jiaqi had the idea of conquering.