A wealthy single lady finds her long-lost son. This idol drama uses bad stalks. For the public, it is undoubtedly like taking stimulants, and they all run over to watch gossip. With this gossip, everyone realized how difficult it was for this well-known female tycoon in her life. Her life can be called an inspirational drama.
Of course, there are also some advocates of equality. After learning about Tao Yiru's life, they severely criticized the social abnormal phenomenon of patriarchal preference, and established Tao Yiru as one of the representatives of strong and independent women. However, when netizens revealed that Tao Yan was Tao Yiru's nephew, and that the mother and son of Tao Yiru's children were Tao Yan's grandmother and father, Tao Yan's black image fell to the bottom.
"The artist with the enchanting little eyeliner is my cousin?" Qi Yan looked at the news on the Internet and said to Tao Yiru, "No wonder I saw a debt on him, although it is not too heavy, but it will affect his life. Starship."
There is an old saying that a father's debt is repaid by his son. Although many things cannot be calculated in this way in reality, the behavior of parents will affect their children invisibly and lead them to different lives.
Of course, the fundamental reason why Qi Yan doesn't like the enchanting little eyeliner is that this person doesn't look right at Bai He. In this world, there is no couple who likes others to look at their pillow with that look, and he is no exception. .
However, Qi Yan didn't mention this little jealousy to Tao Yiru, so he just came to Tao Yiru to have a sit, and the mother and son enhanced their relationship.
Tao Yiru also doesn't know how to get along with children, so the way they get along in private is to eat, buy and buy. In just one month, Qi Yan has several luxury cars and two yachts under his name. There are also two villas, but Tao Yiru gave things, just like a mother giving pocket money to her children.
One gives and the other receives. The mother and son are quite happy, but some people say sour words, saying that if you can't get on the table, you can't get on the table. Wearing a dragon robe is not like a prince. kind.
Tao Yiru's attitude is... The more she said this outside, the more she stuffed Qi Yan with things, the shares of a famous car and watch company, and showed with practical actions that her son was precious, and others could only be sour.
In fact, Tao Yiru also knows that Qi Yan is not short of money. Some rich people who hold their heads high outside, put on a modest attitude in front of Xiaoyan. After seeing Feng Shui, they will have more than seven figures in their accounts, but these people will pay them back It was such a sweetheart that many people visited Xiaoyan for a few days after seeing Feng Shui, and they would come to thank them in person, and then stuffed some precious gifts.
Probably after Xiaoyan saw Feng Shui, the effect is very good, these people will be so grateful.
The more he gets along with this son, the more Tao Yiru can find his shining point, the stronger his feelings for him, and the more regretful he feels for what happened back then.
Qi Yan's name has not been changed, and Tao Yiru has never thought of asking Qi Yan to change it, because she still remembers what Qi Yan once said, her child's name can only have a chance if it has the Japanese character in it. Now that the child is alive and well, she doesn't want any more accidents, and she can't bear it.
"Your birthday all these years is December 18?" Tao Yiru held a cup of tea, "Let me hold this birthday party for you, okay?"
"Okay." Qi Yan had never held any birthday parties before. When he was a child, the old man would boil two eggs for him and buy some snacks that he liked. Later, he would have dinner with friends from school and have a lively dinner together. He had never been serious. birthday. But he knew that his mother wanted to make up for his psychology, so he agreed.
Just when Tao Yiru was about to celebrate Qi Yan's birthday, Tao Yan also had good luck. A major foreign director asked him to play the second male lead in a certain movie. After the two sides signed the contract, he brought him with him. The newly appointed agent flew abroad.
But when he got off the plane, what was waiting for him was not the warm reception from the crew, but a few strange men with serious expressions.
"You're Tao Yan, Qi Yan's cousin?" The speaker was a mixed-race man. Some parts of his facial features still retain the characteristics of Chinese people, but the outline is the style of Westerners. His Chinese language is a bit blunt, and it can be seen that the time spent in China is not as long as that in foreign countries.
"What do you mean?" Tao Yan looked at these people vigilantly, "Aren't you here to invite me to film?"
"Of course we invited you to film," the brown-haired man sitting opposite him said gloomily, "As long as you cooperate with our work, let alone one movie, even ten movies can be made."
Tao Yan doesn't care about movies or not, he likes money and fame, not filming: "Who are you and what do you want to do?" They also mentioned Qi Yan, is it Qi Yan's enemy? But Qi Yan, a boy from a poor valley, how could he provoke such a big man
"Don't be nervous, sweet boy."
"Boy, your grandfather, I'm running for the third year this year." Although Tao Yan likes others to look at him younger, it doesn't mean that he is still a boy at this age, it's just an insult to him as a man. The degree of shame is infinitely close to pointing at a woman and saying, look, she has a flat chest!
Bang!
A fist hit Tao Yan's face, his teeth bit the corner of his lips, and blood flowed out from the corner of Tao Yan's lips.
"Rude oriental, I don't like your swear words very much, are you Chinese people so unqualified?" The brown-haired man taunted his lips, "As long as you tell us Qi Yan's birth date, You can just leave from here and go filming."
"Do you still want to imprison me illegally?" Tao Yan was punched, and his anger came up, but before he could fight back, he was pressed back.
"Don't be impulsive, I think impulsiveness is not good for you, right?" The brown-haired man held Tao Yan's shoulders and stared at him with azure blue eyes, "Come, tell me, what is Qi Yan's birthday as long as you say it? , there will be countless blockbusters waiting for you to shoot in the future, as well as countless endorsements and wealth, your popularity will be unparalleled."
"And... even the man you like will notice your style. Don't you think this world is the most beautiful?"
Tao Yan's lips trembled: "What you said is true?"
"Of course, boy, I never lie." The brown-haired man sneered. "My god doesn't allow me to lie."
"I don't know, but parents should know," Tao Yan pouted the blood in his mouth, "Let me go, I'll call my parents."
"Okay," the brown-haired man shrugged and took a few steps back, "I hope you can bring us good news."
Tao Yan glanced at him and didn't speak, then lowered his head and dialed Mother Tao's phone. After the mother and son chatted a few words about the weather, Tao Yan said: "Mom, didn't grandma say that aunt's child can't help me? My brother is back, I feel a little uneasy in my heart, I want to ask an expert to do the math, do you know his birthday?"
"Why do you believe this?"
"It's okay, it's just that my friend is here to count, I'll let the master help me see it, and if there's anything, I can avoid it."
What Mother Tao felt most distressed was her son, so Tao Yan didn't say much before she told Shen Xi's birth date.
"Your aunt's child is called Shen Xi, and he was born on November 11, 2006 after eleven o'clock in the evening," Tao's mother paused. "Are you really just letting people do the math?"
"Then what else can I do?" Tao Yan asked what he wanted, and his tone became impatient.
"Don't tell others about your birthday," Mother Tao was worried, and repeated a few more words, "Otherwise it will cause trouble."
"Okay, okay, I understand." Tao Yan hung up the phone impatiently and turned to the brown-haired man, "I asked about the birth date, but you have to make sure that I can get good resources."
The brown-haired man nodded with a smile, but he was a little disdainful in his heart. Compared with Qi Yan, this man named Tao Yan was both timid and greedy. He didn't even ask what they wanted to do with Qi Yan's eight characters. His heart was really poisonous.
"Then let me tell you, Qi Yan's birthday was born on November 10, 2036 at 11:11 pm in the Chinese calendar. His real name is Shen Xi." Tao Yan looked at several people in the room suspiciously. , "Do you know the Chinese calendar?"
"We don't understand. Naturally, someone understands, so Mr. Tao doesn't need to worry about this." The brown-haired man stood up and said in his native language to a person beside him, "Send him back."
Tao Yan was also a student from the No. 1 High School, and he immediately heard which language the brown-haired man spoke.
It turned out that these people belonged to Luo Shanguo.
After sending Tao Yan away, the brown-haired man sneered: "This Qi Yan killed Riles in his own curse, then we should also let him die in the betrayal of his relatives."
The person beside him whispered: "But this Chinese birthday character..."
"Of course it's the Chinese people who do this kind of thing, isn't Tan Tianshi awake?" The brown-haired man's blue eyes were full of coldness, "When he was able to set up the Tiger-Fufu Formation and the Heaven-Sacrificing Formation, he can now curse him. Qi Yan."
"Tian Tianshi just woke up, isn't it a little out of place?"
"Inappropriate?" The smile on the brown-haired man's face disappeared without a trace, "I think it's perfect."
Huaxia Warlock dared to challenge him the majesty of Luo Shan Warlock, then he must let them know what it means to regret it.
"Isn't your birthday on November 11th?" Cen Baihe arranged the dress for Qi Yan tomorrow, "Why do you have a birthday tomorrow?"
"For me, my birthday is on December 18 every year. I can be Shenxi, but Shenxi is not me." Qi Yan lay on the bed, "I'm so tired after trying on clothes all day."
It's just a birthday party, why do you have to change a few sets of dresses? Qi Yan thinks it's too much trouble.
Cen Baihe pinched his shoulders for him: "What kind of speech is this?"
Qi Yan let out a long sigh: "This is the relationship between inclusion and inclusion. It is too complicated to describe in detail. It involves cosmology, practice theory, and Taoist metaphysics. I can't explain it for a while."
Cen Baihe:…
"I won't say it if I'm not sure. Go to bed early tonight." Cen Baihe slapped him on the buttocks, "I'll go and put water in the bathtub. You can take a hot bath and feel better tomorrow."
Qi Yan murmured in a daze, as if it was fate or something, but Cen Baihe didn't hear much, so he had no choice but to smile and turn around to go to the bathroom.
The author has something to say: Qi Yan: Who am I, and who is me? Why am I here, why am I me and no one else in the universe