You’re My Wonderwall

Chapter 12

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Lu Yan heard Xiao Heng also said very coldly: "Xiao Qishan will not put an illegitimate child beside him, he will be sent abroad next month, it doesn't matter to you, that's fine."

Xiao Qishan.

Should it be Xiao Heng's father

The woman didn't continue to deny this time, she just used an attitude of having nothing to do with herself, and smiled indifferently halfway through the sentence: "The child has nothing to do with me, it was just an accident, I will take the money... the child to you, and say Make it clear."

"Don't come to me again," she said finally.

Ever since that woman appeared, Lu Yan felt that Xiao Heng was not in the right state.

He seems to be expressing a feeling silently and almost violently: If you don't want it, why should you give birth.

Since there is no plan to raise him.

Why should this child be born.

He seemed to be about to say this, but in the end he didn't say anything and let the woman close the door.

This relationship is messy enough.

Just as Lu Yan was thinking, the child in his arms was not sleeping soundly. Hearing the movement in the corridor, the child opened his eyes and was a little sleepy, with tears in his eyes. He subconsciously wanted to find someone he was familiar with in this strange environment.

Lu Yan: "He woke up and seemed to be crying again."

Xiao Heng was about to take the child from Lu Yan's hand, but he was still a step too late, and when he touched the little vest on the child, he already howled: "Wow—"

The child still has the pacifier in his mouth, and he never forgets to suck the pacifier even when he cries. When he is tired from crying a few times, he pouts his little mouth and sucks twice.

Xiao Heng was helpless: "What song did you sing just now?"

Lu Yan said: "Frog Band, Little Leaping Frog."

"..."

Let's not say what kind of band it is, but when Xiao Heng heard the word "band", he understood why there was such a song in Lu Yan's music library.

While talking, the child sucked on the pacifier, his cheeks swelled as if something was hidden in his mouth, then he let go of his mouth, clenched his fists tightly, and planned to cry for the second round with all his strength.

Two unmarried men who have absolutely no experience in raising children can only rely on the nursery rhymes of the Frog Band to coax their children.

But this time Lu Yan croaked to no avail.

Lu Yan had a flash of inspiration: "He may like to hear you sing."

Xiao Heng almost had the word 'reject' engraved on his forehead: "He doesn't like it."

Lu Yan: "You try."

Xiao Heng: "I'll try a J..." 8.

Xiao Heng said half of the swear words and finally didn't continue.

"This song is very simple, just listen to it once."

As Lu Yan spoke, he tuned him and replaced the lyrics with 'la'.

Xiao Heng was terribly annoyed by him, but he still patted the child on the back, and followed Lu Yanqi's phrase 'la' twice.

Lu Yan has been playing music for a long time, and he has a keen observation ability for all kinds of sounds and a recording addiction that he can't control.

He is usually used to carrying a recording pen, and records some sounds when he is interested: for example, the sound of rain when it rains, the sound of wheels rolling on the muddy ground, and the yelling of vendors in the noisy vegetable market.

Although Xiao Heng's tune was not very accurate, his voice was just like him, cold and lazy.

Lu Yan felt a little itchy in his heart.

want to record.

The two of them stayed in the corridor for a long time, and the child cried or cried even more violently. This kind of strong contrast made the two of them stand like two big fools: "..."

Xiao Heng ran out of patience: "Return it?"

"No more, no more," Lu Yan gave up, "Why does he usually cry?"

Xiao Heng frowned and concluded: "Hungry, sleepy, unhappy..." Several possibilities that Xiao Heng casually mentioned were connected with the actual situation, and the two of them stared at the tab on the child's pacifier together and said: "Hungry? "

The child blinked, and made a smashing sound like a response.

Xiao Heng had just fed him once before going out, thinking that the back and forth would only take more than two hours, so he didn't think about this situation, and only thought that he just woke up and lost his temper.

If you are really hungry, the drive time from the downtown area to the city center is not short, and you can't let your child cry like this all the way.

Lu Yan asked: "Have you brought milk?"

"In the car."

When Xiao Heng went downstairs to get the baby bottle, Lu Yan was upstairs holding the baby to boil hot water.

Lu Yan never imagined that in order to compensate for the substitute class, there would be a child sucking a pacifier in his arms. He sighed, patted the child's back lightly and said, "Don't cry, your brother will be back in a while."

Although this child's brother is not good at coaxing children, fortunately, he is quite professional in making milk powder. The technique is skillful, especially the temperature test on the back of the hand, which is similar to that shown in the milk powder advertisement.

However, the child's brother was impatient and patient throughout the process of making milk powder, which was amazing. He seemed to have an attitude of "I don't want to do this at all", but his hands were still very light.

Lu Yan poured out the rest of the water: "The technique of coaxing the child is so poor, and the milk powder can be poured well. Is there no one in your family to take care of him?"

Xiao Heng said, "There are servants."

The term "servant" is too far away for Lu Yan, a resident of the lower city.

Of course, he didn't expect that even if there was a servant, the servant would not be too concerned about taking care of an illegitimate child whom no one wanted. Before the child was allergic to ordinary milk powder, no one found out after feeding him for a few days.

Lu Yan watched Xiao Heng pinch the ring to take the pacifier out of the child's mouth, and put the bottle back on it.

The child let go of his little fist, hugged the bottle and began to drink milk.

If it was just downstairs, Lu Yan would probably still be able to tease him with a smile, but just now when 601 made such a fuss, looking at the child again makes him feel embarrassed. It's only a few months old, so don't say no.

"Hey, kill Matt."

Lu Yan was feeling emotional when he heard Xiao Heng calling him.

Although the messy family affairs were exposed in front of outsiders, Xiao Heng still said seriously: "Thank you for today."

Thank you very much.

"Wait a minute."

Lu Yan signaled him to stop: "Turn back, what did you call me? Kill what?"

Lu Yan suspected that Xiao Heng didn't even listen to the self-introduction last time. According to this young master's temper, it would be good if he could notice the words "vagrant Lu Yan" in that sentence.

really.

The Cranky Young Master said, "What's your name?"

"Lu Yan," Lu Yan smiled angrily, "The road on land is delayed."

Xiao Heng didn't stay any longer after preparing the baby's milk powder. Lu Yan pushed open the window on the side and watched the modified car drive out from the gate of District Seven.

Seeing that people left, Viagra came up from downstairs, sat in the living room and chatted with Lu Yan: "What's wrong, I heard you guys were arguing with 601 just now?"

"No noise," Lu Yan said, "It's just that 601 has a child..."

He couldn't say too much about other people's family affairs.

Lu Yan only started, then stopped: "Don't inquire about it."

"Am I just curious? If you don't tell me, I feel bad."

"It's uncomfortable." Lu Yan said.

"..." Viagra said angrily, "You didn't have this attitude when you asked me to borrow a car!"

"One yard owned by a yard."

After Lu Yan finished washing the dishes, he took a knife and started cutting the tomatoes.

Viagra picked up the apple on Lu Yan's table, took a bite and said, "But when it comes to children, no one in their industry wants to have children. Even if they are born accidentally, they would rather cry and throw them at someone else's door than I will take care of myself."

The knife in Lu Yan's hand paused: "What?"

Viagra shook his head and sighed: "You don't understand—how can you raise a child with that status."

"Whore! Do you know what a whore is?"

"That's not a rumor. I went to collect the bills a few days ago, and that bastard was in debt and went to the nightclub Chisha. I caught her right away. I ran into her in the nightclub. What they do, Or it's already rotten to the bone, and they just want to lie down and get quick money... and some have no other way to do this, and if they get involved, they won't be able to escape unless they die."

"If you want to raise it, you can't raise it. If you can't get rid of yourself, let the child poke the spine for the rest of your life?"

Hearing this, Lu Yan thought of Xiao Heng asking the woman, "Do you want any more children?" He couldn't help thinking about the woman's expression when she was smoking.

"Viagra," Lu Yan interrupted him, "Do me a favor, can you help me find out what's going on in 601?"

Not long after Xiao Heng returned home, the door with carved patterns made a "squeak" sound again, and then the sound of the car engine was getting closer and closer, and he drove towards the garage.

A servant trotted out of the kitchen, bent over to open the door, and waited at the door ahead of time.

When the man came in from the outside, the servant took his clothes, lowered his head and said, "Mr. Xiao—"

The man was only in his forties, and he was wearing a suit. His gestures and gestures were filled with deep-seated, temperatureless majesty. He didn't look at the servants next to him, and walked straight into the living room. A posture that has been in a high position for a long time and is used to being served by others.

The man asked calmly, "Has Xiao Heng come back?"

The servant replied: "Go back, the young master went out today and has been at home since then."

Xiao Heng sat on the sofa in the living room and didn't even move when he heard the sound. After Xiao Qishan walked from the hallway to the living room, he picked up the TV remote control and casually changed the channel.

Just like Xiao Qishan ignored his servants, he ignored him with the same attitude.

Xiao Qishan walked in front of him, just blocking the screen, Xiao Heng's eyes fell on a beautifully crafted button in front of him, and then he slowly raised his eyes to look at Xiao Qishan's face.

"Have you not been to school these days?"

Xiao Qishan had no expression other than dissatisfaction on his face. He said angrily: "I usually only know to hang out with those two useless children from the Zhai family and the Qiu family. One family runs a nightclub and the other runs a casino. Who are they? Don't be ashamed, do you know what people outside say about you—a bunch of trash!"

"I entrusted my relationship with you to get you into University C. It doesn't matter if you don't usually attend classes—no matter what, if you guarantee attendance, I'll get your graduation certificate."

"..."

Xiao Heng clearly saw Xiao Qishan frown, it was an expression of disgust, compared with "son is ineffective", more dissatisfaction came from the fact that his ineffective son made him lose face outside.

"I'm not like you, I can even play with children."

Xiao Heng leaned back, the shirt on his body had been unbuttoned several times, his posture was lazy, and he said indifferently: "—You are the best."

"Snapped-"

When the slap came down, Xiao Heng didn't even blink his eyes, he got the slap firmly.

He wiped the corners of his lips with his fingertips, and asked Xiao Qishan, "Have you enjoyed it?"

Looking at him, Xiao Qishan was furious, and it was undeniable that he had a little fear of this son in his heart, although he didn't know where this fear came from: "President Wang of Hengjian Group hosted a banquet tonight, You go with me."

He added: "Your mother will come too."

Xiao Heng received the message from Lu Yan outside the banquet hall. His mother, whom he hadn't contacted for more than half a year, just got off a Bentley.

The woman was wearing a black mermaid dress, holding Xiao Qishan's hand.

There was a lot of praise around: "Mr. Xiao and Mrs. Xiao are really a couple. After so many years, the relationship is still so good."

"Yeah, the relationship is really good."

"..."

The banquet hall is magnificent.

An evening of high society.

The lights scattered from all around, shone on all kinds of diamond evening dresses and diamond jewelry, shining a suffocating and dizzying light.

Looking at the screen of the mobile phone, the person whose note on the mobile phone is 'Kill Matt' sent him several messages:

[Kill Matt]: A good news, a bad news, which one to listen to first.

[Kill Matt]: Alright, I won't go around with you anymore.

[Kill Matt]: 601...

Xiao Heng didn't care about 601 at all at this time.

It doesn't matter what the 601 is.

He just wanted to get as far away from here as possible.

Fifty meters ahead.

Xiao Qishan helped his wife straighten the shawl, and the two looked at each other and smiled. While talking to the people around him, he looked at Xiao Heng, signaling him to come over quickly.

-Where are you.

- i'm coming to you.

After Xiao Heng finished typing these two sentences, he smiled at Xiao Qishan, and just when Xiao Qishan thought he was going to pass - he turned around and left under the eyes of everyone.