After Pregnancy, I Divorced the Actor

It was raining heavily outside the window, and the raindrops strung together into beads across the transparent glass window, leaving streaks of water stains, as if separating the inside and outside of the room into two worlds.

In the extremely luxurious room, Wen Yang sat in front of the window, flipping through the photo albums on his phone one by one.

At noon today, Qi Yan and Yan An left in a hurry. She had doubts in her heart, so she followed.

She didn't take a photo of the two entering the kindergarten, but she squatted outside for a long time, and took a photo of Wang Shi entering the kindergarten, and a photo of Qi Yan and Yan An coming out of the kindergarten.

And in the evening, Qi Yan's secretary personally picked up a little boy.

Wen Yang lowered his head, his slightly curly hair fell on the phone screen.

She brushed her hair away, enlarged the photo, and looked at the little boy carefully.

Genes are really a miraculous thing. A child at such a young age already looks somewhat like Qi Yan in facial features, even in body shape.

Wen Yang asked the system: What's going on? Don't you know that Qi Yan has an ex-wife? You don't know about having children? What else do you know?

Ever since she broke her skin with the system and realized the symbiotic relationship between herself and the system, she has spoken unscrupulously.

The system was silent for a while, as if it couldn't figure out the result.

Wen Yang raised Erlang's legs and flicked the manicure he just finished: What do I ask you?

Only then did the system speak: [The target of the attack has a special identity, and it is difficult for the main program to capture it in advance. 】

Wen Yang: Can we capture it now? I want to know everything about Qi Yan and Yan An, the details of their encounter, the details of their marriage, and the details of their childbirth. I want to know all of these. You are the system, this is just a book, don't tell me, you can't even provide plot points?

The system started to run after a few seconds of pause, and the mechanical sound did not carry any emotion: [Drip—the main program is scanning, and the scanning results will take time, please wait patiently. 】

Wen Yang frowned impatiently. This broken system always scans every now and then, and I don't know how long it will take to scan once.

She said: Tomorrow, Qi Yan and I will have a rivalry scene. During the process, I will hold his hand. When the mission is successful, what reward will I have?

This role was clearly written in the script, no matter what she did this time, she would definitely succeed.

System: [Drip—the main program is scanning, and the scanning result will take time...]

The system repeated the previous words in his heart, Wen Yang interrupted: I'm asking you for the reward for successful mission!

The system continued without any pause: 【...Please wait patiently. 】

Wen Yang slapped the dressing table with his palm, and with a bang, the bottles and cans on it fell all over the table.

She yelled, "Enough!"

The heart quieted down, and the sound of the system disappeared.

Wen Yang calmed down a bit, and asked his own question again. But the system still only repeats the same sentence, no matter how threatened Wen Yang is, the system is still in the scanning stage.

It's like a broken computer, no matter how angry you are, or even throwing it on the ground, it won't get better.

And the most important thing is that Wen Yang's system cannot be repaired yet.

She gritted her teeth secretly and smashed things on the ground, but there was nothing she could do.

Normally, the system can scan and communicate with her at the same time. But now I can't even communicate.

This broken system won't really get stuck, right? Could it be that the past plot of Qi Yan and Yan An involved something complicated?

After Yan An and Zhu Zhu agreed that Qi Yan would stay, before Yan An could allocate a room, Qi Yan went to the study next to Yan An's bedroom familiarly.

The study room is connected to a lounge, which is full of things, as well as men's clothes.

Yan An had never stepped into the study room before, followed Qi Yan in, and was dumbfounded when he saw him taking out a change of clothes with a calm expression.

? ? ?

There are his clothes at home?

Qi Yan glanced at Yan Yu, and explained casually: "I lived here for a few days before, and I left a lot of things behind, and I didn't bother to take them away, so I just let them go."

He closed the closet door, bent down slightly, stared at Yan Yu, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why, you've lived here for several days, didn't you notice?"

Yan Yu shook his head.

She didn't realize that although human beings like to put potted plants in the study for decoration, their plants don't like places like the study.

Qi Yan pursed his lips and smiled: "I hope the child is not like you."

After a three-second pause, he said to himself, "But Zhuzhu should be different from you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the bathroom in the room.

Yan An opened his eyes wide, followed Qi Yan into the bathroom without thinking, and said angrily, "What do you mean by that?"

Although he hasn't figured it out yet, he must be cursing her around the corner!

Qi Yan put the clothes on the hanger and reached out to unbutton the white shirt one by one.

His five fingers are slender, and his nails are clean and round, like a fine art.

The pictures of Qi Yan's fingers have been widely circulated on the Internet since his debut. Taking stock of the most beautiful hands in the entertainment industry, there must be a place for Qi Yan.

Yan Yu once came across comments from his fans on the Internet, screaming and wanting Qi Yan's hands to do something shameless.

Well, that's what he sometimes...does to her after marriage.

Recalling some things deep in his memory, Yan An's face turned red instantly.

Qi Yan unbuttoned his buttons carelessly, the bathroom light poured down from above, his expression was calm, but his perfect facial features were still thrilling.

He lowered his head slightly, looked at the blushing little face in front of him, admired it, and then asked, "Do you want to take a bath with me?"

………

The bathroom door was slammed heavily with a bang, and Yan An left.

Qi Yan tilted his head and chuckled, and turned on the shower.

The water drenched his hair little by little and slid over his body.

His eyes darkened a little bit.

A notebook, three handwritings, three...personalities?

Yan An took a few deep breaths at the door of the child's room, patted his face, and waited to suppress all the waste in his mind, then pushed away the child's room and walked in.

It was still raining heavily outside, and the three children nestled on the bed together and flipped through storybooks.

Seeing Yan Yu coming in, Yan Mengmeng asked, "Mom, has Dad chosen the room yet?"

Yan An replied, "I have chosen."

Yan Kuku asked casually, "Which room is Dad in?"

Yan Yu sat down beside the bed: "In the study."

"Ah?" Yan Kuku bitterly froze, "Is there a bed in the study?"

Yan Zhuzhu replied seriously: "Yes, the study is connected to a room with a bed and a bathroom."

Yan Mengmeng also answered: "Well, there are still clothes in the closet, which should be left by Dad. Dad can just change into them."

Yan Yu & Yan Kuku looked bewildered, and the mother and son said in unison: "How do you know?"

Yan Zhuzhu and Yan Mengmeng looked at each other and replied one after another.

"I've been to the study before."

"I've been to the study."

Yan Yu was puzzled: "What are you doing in the study?"

Yan Kuku also looked puzzled, and nodded in agreement: "That's right, the study room is boring when you hear it."

Yan Mengmeng said crisply: "The study is really stuffy. I went through every room before and moved the potted plants in the study to the backyard." Otherwise, those plants are too pitiful.

Yan Zhuzhu said succinctly: "I read a book, because I want to go to kindergarten and want to prepare."

Yan Mengmeng & Yan Kuku: "Wow, my brother is so amazing."

Yan Zhuzhu was a little embarrassed, and blushed slightly: "But I found that I couldn't understand the books in the study room." I really couldn't understand them.

Yan Yu hurriedly comforted: "It's okay, you are still young, and you will be as old as your father in the future, so you can understand."

The three children nodded in unison.

Yan Mengmeng thought to himself, brother Zhuzhu is so eager to learn, he must study hard to be a learned lemon.

Yan Kuku thought to himself, is there any difference between understanding and not understanding? If you don't understand it, you don't understand it.

Yan Zhuzhu thought to himself, he probably doesn't need to be as old as his father, and will be able to understand it in a few years.

None of the four spoke, and the room fell silent.

Yan Yu rubbed the head of Yan Mengmeng who was closest to him and said, "It's raining heavily outside, and your father is here again, everyone will sleep on the bed today."

The heavy rain is not suitable for resting in the wild. Although the enchantment can withstand the storm, there will still be psychological fear in the end.

As for the three pits in the barrier, they are covered by spiritual power, they can't hurt anything, and they can't sense the outside world, so don't worry.

"Okay, Mom." Yan Mengmeng straightened her messy hair, and agreed in a childlike voice.

He looked at Kuku, then at Zhuzhu, and finally at Yan'an.

In those clear and dark eyes, there is a purity that is not stained with the slightest impurity.

Children's eyes are the cleanest.

So you can see their emotions clearly through their eyes.

For example, at this moment, Yan Mengmeng is hiding something small, and he doesn't know whether he should say it or not.

This look made Yan An's heart inexplicably blocked, and she asked suspiciously: "Mengmeng, what's the matter? Do you have something to say to your mother?"

Yan Mengmeng hesitated to speak, and did not say it several times.

Yan Yu guessed, "Is it something that happened in kindergarten today?"

Lemon and Bitter Gourd clashed on the first day of kindergarten with Zhuzhu. Yan Yu felt that it had something to do with this.

She said: "Are you afraid? If you are afraid, you and Kuku will not go with Zhuzhu tomorrow—"

"No, Mom." Yan Mengmeng opened his eyes wide and quickly retorted, "Mom, I want to go to kindergarten, I like kindergarten."

Yan Yu was taken aback.

Yan Mengmeng grabbed her little finger: "Mom, the kindergarten teacher can tell a lot of stories, and the art class can teach painting. There are also many children. Don't think that Qi Qi is so bad, but the other children are very good. Zhu Zhu The children in the back will also give Zhuzhu to eat."

Yan Zhuzhu nodded at the side.

Yan Kuku followed the heavy emphasis a few times. The kid gave Zhuzhu two candies, and Zhuzhu finally gave them to him and his brother. so sweet.

Yan An looked at the three children in front of him, bit his lip and frowned.

A cluster of money grass sprouted above her head, she grabbed the leaves and muttered to herself: "Is that so—"

She has never been to a human school, so she really doesn't know what a kindergarten is like. Listening to what Mengmeng said, it seems really interesting?

Next to her, Yan Mengmeng exchanged glances with her two younger brothers.

Before mom and dad came back just now, the three brothers had discussed about dad's matter, reached a consensus, and decided that the eldest brother Yan Mengmeng would raise it with mom.

Yan Zhuzhu said in a low voice, "Brother, it's okay, just tell me."

Yan Kuku also whispered: "Brother, come on."

Yan Mengmeng then turned her head, clenched her fists, and called, "Mom."

The copper money plant leaves on Yan Eucalyptus's head shook: "Huh?"

Yan Mengmeng's face was serious: "Mom, we think Dad is fine today."

The two younger brothers behind him nodded their heads in agreement.

Yan Yu: "..."

Isn't it the five-star negative review from seven people in the amusement park?

But today Qi Yan is really okay.

No, Qi Yan has always been nice to her.

When she first came to this world and was struggling with how to propose double cultivation with him, he was very considerate and proposed marriage to her first.

The reason was that his only relative, his grandmother, was seriously ill in the hospital and was about to pass away. The old man was worried, afraid that Qi Yan would be alone in the future, and wanted to see Qi Yan get married before he could leave with peace of mind.

Qi Yan came up with this idea in order to let his only family member leave with peace of mind. After all, in Qi Yan's view, marriage and divorce are just a piece of paper, and he doesn't care much about it.

Grandma is worried, if the words are right, then it will be over.

Later, my grandmother passed away, and the company asked for a divorce, so I divorced.

Because I don't care that much, it doesn't matter.

It can be said that Eucalyptus was full of enthusiasm at the time. What does it mean that there must be a road to the front of the mountain, and there is another village? This is!

So without hesitation, the two directly exchanged the marriage certificate. Then it was so logical to be together.

After marriage, through a series of efforts on his own, Yan An experienced back pain, back pain and leg cramps, and got pregnant with the babies as he wished.

Just when she was struggling with how to propose a divorce amicably, he thoughtfully proposed a divorce first! He also took the initiative to pay 30 million yuan in compensation!

What a perfect marriage this is! If Yan An was not human, she would really like to live with Qi Yan.

But helpless, species are different, we can get along with each other in the short term, but in the long term it is not necessary.

Even if he is careful not to be noticed on weekdays, after a few years, when Qi Yan finds that his hair starts to turn gray and wrinkles start to increase, but his appearance remains the same, he will still be exposed.

Therefore, Yan Yu was really reluctant to let Qi Yan know about the existence of too many children.

The more you know, the more dangerous you are.

To put it bluntly, she and the children are plant elves, but to put it bluntly, they are fairies.

Those who are not of my race will be punished. This is the idea that Yan Yu has been indoctrinated by the elders of the clan since he was a child.

Yan Mengmeng paused, and summoned up her courage to continue: "So Mom, can Kuku and I be like brother Zhuzhu? We don't tell Dad that we are not human, but let Dad know that we are. In this way, Kuku and I can I went to kindergarten with Zhuzhu and went to the amusement park. In the future, if someone bullies us in the kindergarten, we can help each other."

The copper money grass on the top of Yan An's head grew more and more, getting longer and longer.

She looked at Mengmeng who was looking forward to in front of her, and then at Kuku and Zhuzhu who were also looking forward to behind her, feeling so worried that she didn't know what to do.

Yan Eucalyptus has also felt something in his heart these days.

The current situation is indeed unfair to the two children, Mengmeng and Kuku.

However, this matter is really not easy to handle.

The copper money plant grew until it fell to the ground, and the big rooster that ran under the bed came out, turned the chicken's neck curiously, and pecked at the copper money plant leaves.

Yan Yu took the copper money grass back.

Yan Mengmeng looked at her mother's leaves, thought for a while, and changed her words obediently: "Mom, it's okay. It's okay if you don't agree, then Kuku and I can still use the main body to let Zhuzhu take it to kindergarten. Mom, don't worry. Feel embarrassed."

Although Yan Kuku really wanted to eat afternoon desserts in the kindergarten openly, he could actually eat them at home.

It doesn't matter where you eat it, so it doesn't matter that much, so he followed up and said, "Yes, mom, don't make things difficult."

Yan Zhuzhu thought about it seriously: "The children in the kindergarten are all very nice, and my brothers will never encounter the same thing as today again."

So it doesn't matter if Dad doesn't find out about the brothers.

Hearing what the children said, Yan An felt even more uncomfortable.

As a mother, she cannot satisfy the wishes of the children, and she wants the children to be considerate of her.

Yan An clenched his fists and pulled out a few copper money grass leaves from himself.

Pulling out one piece is also pulling out, pulling out two pieces is also pulling out, and pulling out three pieces is also like pulling out.

Knowing one child is also knowing, knowing three children is also knowing.

Seems like... no difference?

Yan An's mind was in chaos.

She didn't actually sort out the current situation, but Mengmeng's clear eyes made her uncomfortable, she gritted her teeth, and made a decision: "No, mom is not in trouble! Mom is just thinking about how to get along with dad explain."

Yan Mengmeng's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Yan Yu continued to grit his teeth and said with a smile, "Really."

Yan Kuku bitterly smiled: "Great, I can also eat cakes during my lunch break in the future, instead of secretly eating in the bathroom!"

Yan Mengmeng's eyes crooked with a smile: "I can also paint with the teacher!"

Yan Zhuzhu was also very happy in his heart, the mangosteen fruit became even sweeter.

Looking at the three smiling faces, Yan An felt that his decision should be right, and the entanglement in his heart just disappeared.

Let's do this first, and settle the matter of the three children. As for the future, we will talk about it later...

She got up from the bed, took a few deep breaths, and said arrogantly: "Mom, go to Dad now and tell me, you wait for news from me in the room first!"

Yan Mengmeng clenched her fists: "Mom, come on!"

Yan Kuku hugged the storybook: "Mom, come on!"

Yan Zhuzhu nodded: "Mom, come on."

Big Rooster: "Ooooooh-"

Yan Yu tugged at his wrinkled clothes, turned around and opened the door

Just touching the doorknob with her hand, she walked back again.

The three children blinked at her.

Yan An swallowed his saliva, and said, "Well, Zhuzhu, I'll bring some mangosteen over there, so that Dad might be easier to talk to."

Yan Zhuzhu naturally had no objection: "How much?"

Yan Eucalyptus: "Whatever you want." Just let me have something on hand, and I feel a little confident when I say it.

Yan Mengmeng said: "Six, the kindergarten teacher said today that six or six smooth strokes are a very good blessing."

So I gave my father six mangosteens, and hope that my father will be happy with six or six from now on!

Mangosteen grew one after another on Yan Zhuzhu's head, and he picked six of them, and Yan Yu carried them to the study.

Ten minutes ago, Qi Yan came out of the bathroom.

He fastened the belt of his pajamas, took out the laptop beside him, and went to the desk.

While turning on the computer, Qi Yan called his assistant Yang Shen.

There is no problem with the tires of the car, and Yang Shen has already driven the car back.

Qi Yan explained some work matters, greeted the Wang family, dug a few holes for the Wang family, confirmed the schedule of the psychiatrist, and set a date for the physical examination.

He was going to hang up the phone, but suddenly he thought of Wen Yang.

Qi Yan has always disliked Wen Yang, an instinctive dislike. When he saw him on a variety show, he wanted this person to disappear completely in front of his eyes.

But it was strange, when Wen Yang didn't appear in front of him, he would completely forget about this person.

He only thought that the other party was a fly, not worthy of his concern, and he didn't take it too seriously.

Now that he thought about it, he took advantage of the situation and asked, "Will I have a rivalry with the female third tomorrow?"

Yang Shen quickly replied: "Yes."

Qi Yan frowned: "Which company is Wen Yang an artist?"

Yang Shen: "Lucky."

"Oh, Lingyun." He repeated without emotion, "You ask Wang Shi to contact the boss of Lingyun, and ask them to recall Wen Yang back to the company's Xuezang, and then send another artist into the group. In exchange, the project that Lingyun said before , we Kang Heng agreed to cooperate."

Yang Shen was stunned for a moment: "What about Director Lu?"

"Lu Dao, let Lingyun negotiate with Lu Dao himself. It has nothing to do with us." Qi Yan said coldly.

If Lingyun wanted a project, he asked Wen Yang to quit the film crew. As for any disputes arising from this, it was a matter between Wen Yang's management team and Lu Dongyang. What did it have to do with him?

Yang Shen has been by Qi Yan's side for almost three years, and after a little thought, he understands: "Yes."

Qi Yan hung up the phone, and within a minute of opening the mailbox, the door of the study was opened from the outside.

The hand holding the mouse paused, and he glanced up, seeing Yan Eucalyptus almost without any accident.

Like three years ago, there has been no habit of knocking on the door.

Yan An held six mangosteens in both hands, squeezed in through the crack of the door, and kicked the door shut with his feet.

She looked at Qi Yan in front of the desk, opened her mouth and smiled, ran over in small steps, and put all the mangosteens in her hands on the desk: "Taste the very sweet mangosteens."

Qi Yan glanced at it, and then at Yan Euan who was smiling all over his face.

When they reunited three years later, Yan An had never treated him like this.

If you don't have anything to show your courtesy, you can either **** or steal.

Qi Yan put his arms around his chest and leaned back in the chair: "What's the matter?"

Yan An put his hands in front of the table, heard the words and stood up straight, quietly walked around the desk, walked to the side of Qi Yan, and leaned against the edge of the table face to face, his calf trembling slightly.

Her heart was beating fast, she pretended to be calm, casually glanced at his computer screen, and asked, "It's so late, are you still busy?"

Qi Yan: "...um."

This scene is so familiar, even the questioning is almost the same. I don't know how many times it happened after getting married.

According to the year, Yan Yu would get closer and closer while talking, and finally clung to him.

How did Yan Zhuzhu get here? That's how it came about.

But why she is like this tonight, Qi Yan is not very sure.

He simply waited for Yan An to speak, and only looked at her with eyes as deep as the sea.

Yan Yu pursed his lips and met his gaze. For some reason, maybe he was too nervous and even had difficulty pronouncing it.

The two of them didn't speak, and the study was so quiet that even a needle could be heard when it was dropped.

In terms of breaking the silence first, Qi Yan has always been the winner, no matter who he is with.

A few minutes later, Yan Yu swallowed, his voice trembling, "That—"

Qi Yan was as immobile as a mountain: "Huh?"

Yan Yu took a breath, and continued: "Zhuzhu, um, seems to like kindergarten."

Qi Yan was noncommittal: "There are many children in the kindergarten, and most of them like to be with children of the same age. Zhuzhu is no exception, children need their own little friends."

Yan Yu smiled nervously: "Yes, yes."

She rested her hands on the mahogany tabletop, subconsciously moving her fingertips.

His answer was about the same as what she thought.

She followed along and said, "I just heard from Zhuzhu that the kid sitting behind him has a younger sister at home."

As soon as the words fell, Qi Yan's eyebrows moved slightly.

The light in his eyes flickered slightly, he looked at Yan An's face, thoughtfully: "So?"

Yan Eucalyptically said: "Do you think—"

She paused, her voice was a little low, but she could still hear it clearly in the quiet study room: "What if Zhuzhu has brothers and sisters?"

Qi Yan's gaze paused.

He looked up at her leaning against the table, sat up straight, and then slowly stood up from the chair.

From looking down to looking up, Yan An felt that the air around him became thinner.

She was a little out of breath.

Qi Yan walked up to Yan An in one step, he lowered his head, his lips were just at the same level as her forehead.

There was a table behind her, and Yan Yu had no way to retreat, she lowered her head subconsciously, and all she saw was his pale blue satin pajamas.

Qi Yan's voice at this moment seems to contain magnetic grains: "Huh? So you want to add a younger brother or sister to Zhuzhu?"

Yan An couldn't hold back his nervous panting, and his voice became a little erratic: "Bad, almost..."

His head was lowered, his lips fell from his forehead to her ear, and the shower gel on his body smelled clean and pleasant: "Do you still want to give birth?"

Yan An was taken aback for a moment, then heard the next second, he said again: "It's not impossible..."

? ? ?

! !

It was only then that Yan Yu fully realized what Qi Yan meant!

She backed away in fright, swept the mouse with her hand, and pushed the computer a distance away.

The charging cable of the computer was twisted and twisted, and she also tripped on her foot.

There was chaos in the study.

She frantically fixed the computer cable, she didn't even dare to look at Qi Yan, her face was red and white, and her voice was like a bell: "I don't want to have a baby!"

After yelling, he ran away.

There are five, six, seven, eight, or nine children in this lifetime, too many, she can't afford it!