Aunt Zhang was busy with family affairs and came back soon. Seeing Aunt Zhang came back, Jiang Mochen thought it was time to bring Yan Qingchi to meet his friends.
The marriage between the two of them was very hasty this time, there was no wedding, and it was not made public. The two families just had a meal together, and he and Yan Qingchi went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate, and there was nothing else.
Jiang Mochen looked at Yan Qingchi sitting on the ground and playing chess and chess puzzles, his slender and beautiful fingers were clean and fair, and it was only now that he realized his conscience—even if they haven't held a wedding yet, even if Yan Qingchi is not a woman, he doesn't need extravagance dresses, beautiful bouquets, and brilliant diamond rings, but he didn't even think of buying a pair of rings for the two of them.
But Yan Qingchi didn't say anything.
Except for the five million he asked for at the beginning, he didn't ask for anything after that, and he seemed to have no problem with this simple marriage without even a formality. Jiang Mochen couldn't help but look at the man in front of him again. Is he really just because of the five million? Is there no other purpose? According to my previous understanding, why shouldn't Yan Qingchi be such a good-tempered person, or is all this just an illusion of his disguise
Jiang Mochen couldn't figure it out, Aunt Zhang cooked the food at this stall, "It's time to eat."
Yan Qingchi reached out and pulled Qiqi up, and took him to the bathroom to wash his hands.
"What is this?" he asked.
"The faucet." Qiqi replied.
"what about this?"
"hand soap."
"what about this?"
"Foam."
"That's right, Qiqi is really smart."
Listening to the conversation in the bathroom, Jiang Mochen felt a little subtle in his heart.
When Yan Qingchi came out with Qiqi and sat down at the dinner table, Jiang Mochen reminded him in a low voice when he passed by Yanqingchi, "Qiqi is just not talkative and not stupid, he already knew what you said. "
Yan Qingchi gave him a contemptuous look, "Actor Jiang, you don't usually take care of children, do you?"
Jiang Mochen raised his eyebrows.
Yan Qingchi got up, lowered his voice and approached him, "It's because you don't like to talk, so you have to induce him to talk, and encourage him after speaking, let him know that his behavior of speaking is correct and is liked by others, understand ?"
Jiang Mochen was a little confused, of course he didn't understand, he had never taken care of other children before Qiqi, even for Qiqi, because of work reasons, Aunt Zhang and his parents were taking care of them most of the time, this kind of technical content If Yan Qingchi didn't talk about the matter, he really didn't realize it.
Yan Qingchi knew from his expression that he didn't understand, "Okay," he patted Jiang Mochen's shoulder, "Sit down and eat."
Jiang Mochen sat on the other side of Qiqi. While eating, he thought about what Yan Qingchi said just now, and then stretched out his chopsticks and pointed at the dish in front of him with practical skills, "Qiqi, what kind of dish is this?"
"egg."
"what about this?"
"fish."
"what about this?"
"eggplant."
"what about this?"
Yan Qingchi saw that the father and son around him suddenly began to ask and answer the names of vegetables, and felt that Jiang Mochen was quite good at learning and using them.
Jiang Mochen asked around and boasted, "I know all chess and chess, it's amazing."
Qiqi smiled shyly, lowered his head and ate silently.
Jiang Mochen touched his head, looked at Yan Qingchi on the other side, Yan Qingchi reached out and applauded him silently, "Awesome". He made a mouth shape, Jiang Mochen was a little proud in his heart, but it didn't show on his face, he just silently picked some food for Qiqi.
After dinner, Yan Qingchi proposed that he would take Qiqi back to his home. Jiang Mochen heard this and said, "I'll go with you. It's just in the evening, and I'll take you to meet my friends."
Yan Qingchi was a little surprised. From the time they decided to get married to receiving the certificate, Jiang Mochen never mentioned letting him meet his friends. He only took him to meet his parents and sisters, and it was just a hasty side.
The Jiang family's parents were very polite to him. After all, Xiao Bailian had a criminal record. The Jiang family's parents liked him very much. The two families recalled the past together, and said that if their grandfather was still alive, they would probably also see such a scene. I was very happy, and while talking, I also looked forward to the future, and felt that the current trough of the Yan family is only temporary, as long as the time is right, the Yan family will definitely make a comeback and create greater glories.
The older sister of the Jiang family, Jiang Xingchen, is much quieter and more elegant than her parents. If Yan Qingchi hadn't known that this beautiful, elegant, and very gentle-looking woman was an out-and-out sonorous rose when she was reading a book, she might have Some people would think that this is just an ordinary rich lady.
Jiang Xingchen, the current helm of the Jiang Group, is different from his gentle and pleasant appearance. Jiang Xingchen is very capable and iron-blooded in his actions. Only when facing his own family, he will be as gentle and demure as his appearance shows.
She was much busier than Jiang's parents and Jiang Mochen, so she had a meal, said a few words with Jiang Mochen, and then went directly to the airport by car.
Yan Qingchi thought that Jiang Mochen didn't want him to be too involved in his life, so he never mentioned his friends. But now it seems that he is thinking too much.
"Okay." He said happily. "Then let Qiqi stay at my house first, wait to see your friend, and then pick him up."
Yan Qingchi said that he felt that the hand of Qiqi he was holding was unconsciously tightened.
He looked down, and saw the fleeting panic in Qiqi's eyes.
He realized in an instant that his family members were not very familiar with Qiqi, he was only five years old, and he had always been insecure, so when he heard that he was leaving him in a strange place, it was inevitable that he would feel fear.
Jiang Mochen also noticed Qiqi's panic, reached out and touched his head, "Let's send him back first, or," he thought for a while, "Qiqi will go with us. Speaking of which, they haven't seen each other yet. Play chess."
"Okay." Yan Qingchi agreed.
He picked up Qiqi and asked him, "Do you want to meet Dad's friends?"
Qiqi actually didn't really want to go, he was still a little shy, but he heard Jiang Mochen just said that he would take him there, so he could nod along with what Jiang Mochen said before.
It's just that there is no excited expression on his face.
Seeing him like this, Yan Qingchi knew that he probably didn't want to go. He smiled, holding the chess piece with both hands and let him fly around in the air. The chess piece didn't react at first, but after a while, he laughed out loud because it was fun.
Yan Qingchi hugged him back into his arms again, "Let's not go," he looked at Qiqi with gentle eyes, "You just went out to play yesterday, rest early today, and I will teach you how to read tomorrow Woolen cloth."
Qiqi looked at him, blinked his eyes, but didn't speak.
Jiang Mochen didn't know why he suddenly didn't intend to let Qiqi go, and was about to make a sound, but thought that Yan Qingchi would get along with Qiqi better than himself, so he didn't speak.
"Does Qiqi dare to stay at home alone?" Yan Qingchi asked him.
Qiqi thought for a while, "There is also Auntie."
The aunt he was talking about was Aunt Zhang.
Yan Qingchi nodded, "Yes, Qiqi stays at home with Auntie."
Chess nodded.
"So good." Yan Qingchi kissed his forehead.
This is not the first time Yan Qingchi kissed him, but Qiqi was still a little surprised by this sudden intimacy. He reached out and touched the place where he was kissed, blinked, and looked at Yan Qingchi quietly. .
Then, he seemed to finally come to his senses, stretched out his arms to hug Yan Qingchi's neck, and hid himself in his shoulders and necks.
Yan Qingchi thought his move was cute, and rubbed the back of his head with his hand.
As a result, when he looked up, he saw Jiang Mochen looking at him resentfully.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Jiang Mochen snorted coldly: That's obviously my son, okay? Jiang Zhiqi, isn't Yan Zhiqi!
Father Jiang felt very hurt.