Chapter 93 Negotiation in the car

Autumn in the film and television city is extremely short, while summer and winter are very long, so the weather gets cooler and cooler after October.Recently, due to the rain, the outdoor part has not been able to be shot, so we can only focus on the indoor part first, but there are still cases of "opening the skylight" caused by the failure of the indoor studio to be handed over.

It doesn't matter to Ji Qiubai, anyway, he has his son to accompany him - the environment in the film and television city is not good, it is better to stay in the hotel with You You when going out to play, and it is also very interesting to accompany him to read picture books and learn Tang poetry.

After lunch at noon this day, You You studied English for a while. After all, she was a three-year-old child, and she soon became sleepy. Just to show off in front of Ji Qiubai, she kept her eyes open, and Ji Qiubai was watching.His eyelids are almost closed, and his small mouth is still babbling in English, which is both funny and distressing for him:

"Okay, You You, Dad is sleepy, let's sleep for a while."

He must say that he is sleepy, otherwise he will say "you are sleepy", this little guy will never admit it or agree to sleep.

It's just a matter of saving face and suffering.

"Well, you are such a troublesome man..." You You obediently stretched out her hand, and let him carry her to the bed.

However, she said she was disgusted, but she actually fell asleep within three minutes after lying in Ji Qiubai's arms.

Ji Qiubai kindly helped him wipe off a little sweat from his temples, and covered him with a corner of the quilt by the way. As soon as it was covered, he heard the doorbell rang outside. He was afraid of waking You You up, so he hurried to open the door.Zhou Fan and Little Ding will not have anyone else looking for him.

"Click".

As soon as the door opened, Ji Qiubai froze.

Standing outside is Gong Aohan!

He was wearing a black suit and tie, and he was very serious. Ji Qiubai was familiar with him and knew what he would wear on any occasion. This kind of attire is the most formal and most alienated.

His handsome face was very indifferent, and his black eyes looked down at Ji Qiubai: "I want to talk to you."

"Is there anything to talk about with you?" Ji Qiubai suddenly remembered that Xiaolu's investigation had not been given to him, and he still didn't know who Gong Aohan was.

Because of this, standing in front of Gong Aohan, he always felt very uneasy and uncertain - he didn't know whether to treat the other party as his lover or as a stranger.

Between the two, the gap is too great.

"Talk about Ji Xingyou, about your son." Gong Aohan said indifferently, "Do you need me to tell you here?"

Ji Qiubai hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll ask the nanny to come and see You You, and then I'll go with you."

Gong Aohan took a step back, still expressionless: "Please go ahead."

Ji Qiubai sighed in his heart, bit the bullet and knocked on the door next door under Gong Aohan's gaze.

"Come on, come on!" Xiao Ding lived in a room with his assistant Xiao Zhou. When he opened the door, he saw Ji Qiubai and Gong Aohan standing beside him like a statue. He was stunned for a moment, and even spoke cautiouslySome, "... Brother Qiubai, do you have something to do?"

"I have something to go out for, You You is taking a nap, please take care of it for me."

Little Ding immediately understood: "Oh, okay, okay, you can go at ease."

Seeing Little Ding enter his room, Ji Qiubai turned around and said to Gong Aohan:

"Let's go."

Gong Aohan didn't say a word, and walked out in big strides.

Ji Qiubai hurriedly followed.

However, when he saw the man's tall back, his eye sockets and nose were suddenly sour—how long had it been since he had seen this familiar back?

When was the last time we saw each other?Maybe in a dream?

Every midnight I dream back, dreaming that Gong Aohan is talking to me softly, kissing my forehead, or teasing myself, touching my more private place... But when he is emotional, he always wakes up and sees the room full of people.moonlight.

That feeling of longing is really uncomfortable.

Later, he often regretted it, blaming himself for being too willful and not cherishing Gong Aohan properly.

How much he wanted to see Gong Aohan again, hug him, feel his temperature, smell his exclusive breath, listen to his powerful heartbeat... he was going crazy thinking about it.

"Ding"

The sound of the elevator arriving woke Ji Qiubai up, he followed Gong Aohan into the elevator nervously and apprehensively.

He didn't know where Gong Aohan would take him, but it definitely wouldn't be a very private place.

The elevator was narrow, and Ji Qiubai stood beside Gong Aohan, trembling slightly with nervousness, the stainless steel elevator wall in front of him reflected the appearance of the two of them, Gong Aohan was expressionless, condescending, like a king who came out to inspect.

Ji Qiubai became more and more uneasy—even if this person is really his husband Gong Aohan, in the real world, would he still love himself so unreservedly and recklessly?

Their social status is very different.

The elevator arrived again, and Gong Aohan took him into a Mercedes-Benz.

The model is exactly the same as the previous one, even the smell of the car perfume used inside is exactly the same, Ji Qiubai is a little dazed, always feels like he is still experiencing novels, Gong Aohan is still the domineering president of Mary Sue who loves him.

Ji Qiubai thought that Gong Aohan was going to take him somewhere, but found that Gong Aohan had already taken out a document from the back pocket of the front seat and handed it to him:

"Ji Xingyou is my son, tell me, how did you get my sperm, and what is your purpose?"

These words were like a bolt from the blue, Ji Qiubai trembled even more, he quickly flipped through a few pages of the document, did not read much content, only saw the conclusion——

"It is indeed a father-son relationship."

He took a deep breath, slowly covered the document, and had already thought of several coping strategies in his mind.

He turned his head and asked Gong Aohan who had always been indifferent: "Mr. Gong doesn't care who is You You's mother?"

"What does it have to do with me." Gong Aohan didn't take it seriously, his eyes were cold, "I've never slept with any woman before."

Hearing this, Ji Qiubai breathed a sigh of relief and felt uncomfortable for some reason. Finally, he forced a smile and said, "Then what does Mr. Gong care about this child? Anyway, I won't rely on him."Run to the palace family to ask for the division of property."

"Not today, it's hard to guarantee that it won't be tomorrow; it won't be tomorrow, it's hard to guarantee it won't happen in the future." Gong Aohan said slowly.

Ji Qiubai understood that Gong Aohan was afraid that he would use his son to cause small tricks, so he planned to solve this hidden danger in advance.

"Then what does Mr. Gong want?"

Gong Aohan raised his eyelids and glanced indifferently: "Give me back the child, fifty million."

Ji Qiubai laughed out of anger, in fact he laughed too, but very sadly: "I'm not short of money, so I won't sell my son."

Gong Aohan didn't look at him, nor did he comment.

Ji Qiubai returned the paternity test document to him, and said, "I make money to find his father..."

Gong Aohan looked up at him now: "I am his father."

"You are not." Ji Qiubai denied it, and looked at him seriously, "Don't worry, Mr. Gong, I will not use youyou to divide the property of the Gong family. If you are worried, I can write an agreement to separate you and my lawyer.Call them that kind. As for giving you pomelo, don’t even think about it..."

When he said this, his eyes were already sore, and tears were already glistening in his eyes.

He was afraid that he could not help but shed tears in front of Gong Aohan, so he hurriedly turned around and opened the door:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gong."

But no matter how hard he tried to break the doorknob, the door couldn't be opened. It must have been locked. He was about to ask Gong Aohan to open the door when he heard a deep voice behind him:

"Are you trying to get my attention?"