After being forced to marry as a surrogate, she amazed the world with her small milk bag

"Who is that man?" Fang Huaizhou asked the assistant behind him without moving.

The assistant was a little vague, "Which man?"

Fang Huaizhou gave him a sharp look, and he immediately understood, "Oh, Mr. Fang is asking about Zheng Fanxing. He is an artist signed by our company before. He has just returned from training abroad and is very popular. He is currently the top of the new generation of niche students! "

Top-ranking person?

snort!It's nothing more than a weaned little boy, but he's only used his face to hang out in the entertainment circle. This kind of little fresh meat is actually not good for anything. He has no skills. He only acts cute and coquettish towards his sister and aunt in front of the screen. , what is there to show off!
When the elevator opened, Zheng Fanxing politely asked Song Jiaojiao and Lina to come out first.

"Sister Jiaojiao, help me get an autograph, please, please!" Lina waved at Song Jiaojiao, almost kneeling.

Before Song Jiaojiao opened her mouth, Lina suddenly pushed her in front of Zheng Fanxing.

Oh shit!

She was tricked by Lina, that stinky girl.

Lina looked at her with a pitiful expression, Sister Jiaojiao, good people get rewarded, please!
"Is there anything else for sister?" Zheng Fanxing asked her with a smile when he was blocked.

Song Jiaojiao put her hands behind her back, somewhat embarrassed, "What, uh, my little assistant is your fan, can you sign her autograph and take a group photo by the way?"

Lina: "..." Sister Jiaojiao, did you offend me?

"Of course, it's an honor!"

Song Jiaojiao thought silently, sure enough, there is a reason why she is popular. Listening to what he said, she doesn't have any celebrity airs at all.

It just so happened that the elevator that Fang Huaizhou took stopped on this floor, and when he got out, he ran into Song Jiaojiao and Zheng Fanxing chatting enthusiastically.

"Boss Fang!" Lina immediately stood up straight and saluted respectfully.

Song Jiaojiao reluctantly followed suit.

Zheng Fanxing understood, and greeted him politely, "Hello Mr. Fang, my name is Zheng Fanxing. It's the first time we meet. Please take care of me in the future!"

Fang Huaizhou glanced at him contemptuously, "You're welcome!"

Then he couldn't leave, and purposely walked between Song Jiaojiao and Zheng Fanxing, pushing them away.

During the whole process, he didn't even look at Song Jiaojiao.

"Sister Jiaojiao, Mr. Fang doesn't look quite right today!" Lina muttered softly as she leaned close to Song Jiaojiao.

Song Jiaojiao flipped her hair and asked subconsciously, "What's wrong?"

"Uh... It's like arguing with my girlfriend at home. He was not like this before. He always laughed when he saw us and liked to tease us. Look at just now, his face is so serious, it's frightening to death !"

Song Jiaojiao touched the tip of her nose guiltily, "Don't guess, maybe Mr. Fang is going through menopause!"

God knows that the person who quarreled with their beloved President Fang was her, Song Jiaojiao!
I don't know what kind of scenery it will be if the company employees know about her one night with Fang Huaizhou Hotel?

hospital.

He Jingyao handed the apple he had peeled himself to his son, but the son didn't even look at it, and looked away angrily.

The attitude is obvious, he is still angry, angry with his own father.

He Jingyao pinched the center of his brows weakly, "Dashu, there are many things between adults that you don't understand. Dad didn't mean to do this, and there are often no other choices."

The little guy glared at him, "Dad, don't tell me the truth anymore. The teacher told us that boys should not bully girls, and that they should bravely admit what they did wrong, but Dad didn't admit it at all, and he was so fierce to Aunt Zhizhi. Dashu doesn't like Dad anymore!"

He Jingyao raised his head and let out a foul breath. He sat on the edge of the bed, supported the little guy's shoulders with both hands, and said with a serious expression, "Dad will give you an example, as if you were good friends with a little girl before, but One day you get sick and when you get better you forget about her and can't remember anything about her, anyway she does something you hate and you don't like playing with her anymore Now, what will Dashu do at this time?"

Dashu blinked and stopped talking.

He Jingyao sighed, and his tone was softer, "I know you like Aunt Zhizhi, but Dad doesn't. In this way, we might as well make a deal. Dad allows you to see her and get in touch with her, but you can't ask Dad to have sex with her too." Get in touch, okay?"

The corners of the little guy's eyes were pulled down, and he looked very wronged, as if he was about to cry at any time, "You are so fierce, Aunt Zhizhi is so sad!"

He Jingyao frowned.

How capable is Shen Zhiyi to coax his son so firmly?

It seems that it will not work without some effort.

At this time, someone knocked on the door and came in.

"Brother Jing Yao!"

Huang Runian waved at the big tree on the bed again, "Hey big tree!"

Dashu pouted, why is it her again?
Without a response, Huang Runian's smile froze, and then she put the food on the table with a natural smile, "Brother Jingyao, otherwise you can go to work, I have finished my work today, I can stay here with Dashu of!"

Now He Jingyao runs to the hospital at the company's old house at three o'clock every day. He looks thinner than before. Huang Runian feels distressed. Whenever he has free time, he will come to share the burden for him.

"It's okay, I just have nothing to do today!" He Jingyao politely refused, after all, he knew that the little guy was emotional, and it was not suitable for anyone to take care of him, not to mention that this person was Huang Runian. As much as the little guy liked Shen Zhiyi, he hated Huang Runian. Certainly.

He Jingyao insisted that Huang Runian couldn't say anything more. She opened a pear cake, "I bought the pear cake in the suburbs. I heard that it is very popular with children. It is sweet but not greasy, soft and delicious. Dashu, auntie, give you a bite." Would you like to try it?"

Huang Runian happily brought a piece of pear blossom pastry to Dashu's mouth, who knew that this little guy didn't give him any face at all, and was directly disgusted.

"This is what girls eat, I don't want to eat it, hum!"

Huang Ru Nian: "..."

She forced a smile, and she was very patient, "How come, many boys also eat it, and besides, there are boys and girls in the food, right?"

"No!" The little guy raised his voice in denial, "That's not what Aunt Zhizhi said. She said that boys should eat more spicy food so that they can stand upright and serve the country!"

Huang Runian was hit again.

It's not that Dashu keeps rejecting her, but in his eyes, no matter what she does or how she does it, it's not as good as Shen Zhiyi's words.

Shen Zhiyi has been deeply ingrained in his heart and is irreplaceable.

It seemed that no matter how hard she tried, she could no longer squeeze into his world.

Huang Runian lowered her eyes, a little sad.

He Jingyao said at the right time, "Dashu, it's time for you to take a nap!"

"Understood, Dad, please keep quiet!" Dashu was very obedient, and after lying down, he turned over and fell asleep with his back to the two of them.

The two adults withdrew.