Ou Qingheng returned home and watched An An running around Yao Yiyi, and his depression dissipated a lot.
Seeing him coming back, Yao Yiyi stood up and walked towards him, saying, "Going to the residence?"
Ou Qingheng didn't hide it and nodded.
"You didn't talk back to mom, did you?" Yao Yiyi asked worriedly.
Ou Qingheng raised his hand and touched her cheek, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, even if I talk back to anyone, I can't talk back to mom."
Yao Yiyi felt relieved.
"Big bad guy." An An raised his head, looked at Ou Qingheng, who was much taller than him, and suddenly said: "An An suddenly felt that you were like the hero who caught the bad guys on TV, so An An decided not to hate you."
Ou Qingheng's eyes flashed and he hugged An An.
"I would be happier if you called me daddy." Ou Qingheng's eyes flashed with anticipation.
An An looked at Ou Qingheng with big eyes, but didn't speak.
Ou Qingheng held him under his arm and found a step for himself at the right time: "Boy, it doesn't matter if you don't call me dad now. One day, I will let you call me dad willingly."
"Dad." Ou Qingheng's voice just fell, and a crisp voice came out. Ou Qingheng's steps stopped, and his eyes flickered with disbelief.
Ou Qingheng subconsciously looked at Yao Yiyi. Unexpectedly, Yao Yiyi was also looking at him. The two looked at each other, and they could see disbelief in each other's eyes.
Ou Qingheng held An An in front of him and said eagerly: "Son, call me again."
An An tilted his head, as if he was deliberately going against Ou Qingheng, but he didn't speak.
Ou Qingheng was a little disappointed, but because he heard it before, he didn't feel so uncomfortable. He clamped An An under his arm again, and then used his free right hand to slap An An's little head.
"Dad, don't touch my head." An An shouted.
Ou Qingheng's hand on An An's head froze again, and his heart seemed to be hit by something. A warm current spread from the toes along the blood to all limbs.
At this moment, he finally felt proud to be a father.
Ou Qingheng actually felt a trace of warmth in the circles of his eyes.
Yao Yiyi also smiled. Her son finally recognized Ou Qingheng from the bottom of his heart. Although he was still a little awkward in his heart, as a child, as long as he was related by blood, no matter how awkward he was on the surface, he still admired him in his heart. His own father's.
Yao Yiyi stepped forward and said with a smile: "An'an, call me daddy again for your daddy to listen to. He has been waiting for you to call him daddy for a long time."
"Dad." An An was quite obedient this time and called obediently.
Ou Qingheng's big palm directly wrapped around An An's little head, and said with a smile: "You are really my good son."
Yao Yiyi saw tears in Ou Qingheng's eyes, and she was happy for him in her heart. Seeing that the relationship between father and son was getting better and better, she could finally relax.
Ou Qingheng was so happy that he actually cooked for Yao Yiyi and An An. He made six dishes and a soup in one go.
At the dinner table, Ou Qingheng put vegetables into An An's bowl and said, "Son, eat more. This is specially prepared for you by dad."
An An ate it with a small spoon and chewed it. It tasted quite good. He gave Ou Qingheng a rare big smile and said childishly: "Dad, you cook is very delicious, but it's not as good as Mom’s is a little bit closer.”
Son, I would be happier if you removed the words "big bad guy".
Ou Qingheng cursed in his heart.
"If it's delicious, eat more of it. It's rare for dad to cook it himself."
An An is very considerate and the food is very delicious.
Ou Qingheng also served Yao Yiyi some food and said, "Where's Yao Ting?"
"Her editor called her half an hour before you came back and said that an investor wanted to insert an actress into the supporting female role, so her script had to be changed. There was nothing we could do about it. Invest now. Tingting had to go back to the company to discuss with Haoran and her editor. She valued the adaptation of this supernatural novel into a TV series. , it can be said that it is her hard work, I think the fourth female Tingting will not agree to be included." Yao Yiyi said a little worried, "If someone can wholeheartedly support the film and television adaptation of her novel, her There will also be more autonomy.”
"Isn't Li Haoran very rich?"
"Haoran also invested a lot of money in this film and television adaptation, but he also attracted other investors to invest. It is right for investors to invest money and want to rob someone. Haoran cannot be irrational just for Tingting alone. It offended other rich people." Yao Yiyi said a little distressed.
"I heard that Yao Ting also has two or three novels that were adapted from movies and TV shows. She should be used to this kind of thing."
"It's not just that she was the screenwriter for this adaptation. In addition, she spent too much effort on this supernatural novel. She didn't want the script she rewritten to be messed up by some people in the end."
"I have recently been interested in developing into the entertainment industry. How about I invest in it? If I make a profit, everyone will share it. If I lose, I will treat it as a practice."
Yao Yiyi's eyes widened, she shook her head and said, "Qingheng, you don't have to be like this."
"It's not all for you. Recently, Ou Shi Group really intends to develop in the entertainment industry. Investing in Yao Ting's movies should be regarded as testing the waters. If it is a big hit, continue to do it. If it doesn't work, consider it as a lesson learned. alright."
"Qingheng, thank you."
"Fool! I'm confident that any Ou Group's products will make money. Don't worry, I will buy a troll to make this project popular before it's even filmed. Then I will choose the best male and female stars in the film and television industry. If there are big names in charge, I will I don’t believe this movie won’t be a hit.”
Yao Yiyi couldn't help but chuckle. She liked the way Ou Qingheng tolerated her unconditionally.
After eating, Yao Yiyi received a call from the police station, saying that the suspect who sent the courier threat had been caught and asked Yao Yiyi to come over.
Ou Qingheng took the mother and son to the police station. The police took Yao Yiyi to a small house and said, "Miss Yao, this is the suspect."
Yao Yiyi looked at the boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old in front of her. She searched her mind and found that there was no trace of this person in her memory.
"Did you give that package to me?" Yao Yiyi asked.
The young man curled up, glanced at Yao Yiyi with some fear, and spoke hesitantly: "Sister, I just sent it to the courier company for others, and then asked the courier company to deliver it to your company. Except for the bunch of "I really don't know what's in that beautifully packaged box. I have no enmity with you. There's really no need to scare you. Please spare me this time."
"Who is the person who asked you to deliver the package? Do you remember her appearance?"
The young man thought for a while and said: "She is a woman. I remember that she was very tall. She looked at least over 1.8 meters tall when wearing a pair of high heels of unknown length. She was also very thin, but she wore a pair of high heels on her face. Wearing sunglasses, I couldn't see clearly what she looked like, but she had short hair."
Yao Yiyi thought about it, and there was really no one with short hair around her who hated her.
She couldn't figure out for a moment who with short hair would make such a prank on her.