The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

Jiang Mingyuan looked at the child who looked up at him, and wanted to reach out and touch him.

He just got the test report today, even if he was already mentally prepared, when he saw the conclusion, Jiang Mingyuan was still at a loss.

He has a child, growing up in a place he has never seen before, living healthy and wanton, he doesn't seem to know or need the existence of his father.

Jiang Mingyuan looked at the paintings he had obtained from the kindergarten. It was not just him and his mother, and no place for him. He had forgotten his mood at the time, and he recovered, he was already on his way to the night market.

After calming down, Jiang Mingyuan also regretted his hastily behavior, and felt that he might not have passed.

What did he come over to say?Did I tell Cheng Huan that I knew Jiang Xingchen was my son and wanted to take him away, or did I know that this was my child and would like to marry you for the child?

Neither option is suitable.

For one thing, he has never participated in the life of the mother and son in the past few years. To the child, he is just a stranger. To the mother of the child, he is a sperm provider and one-night stand. He has no reason or reason. There is no position to want this child.

On the other hand, Jiang Mingyuan believed that he could not marry a stranger in order to give his children a complete family. This decision was hasty and irresponsible, and even if he wanted to, the other two parties would not necessarily agree.

Jiang Mingyuan thought a lot. He wanted to open his mouth to make the driver turn around countless times. In the end, he came. He was hesitant when he came. A new idea came out after one step, and then he was overthrown, like a cycle.

This state continued until he stood outside the booth and saw the child sitting by the door.

The various foods in the night market have a strong fragrance. The floor is no longer the same color because of oil fume and sewage. This is a place he would never visit before, but his children live well here.

Jiang Mingyuan couldn't control his approaching pace. He walked up to the child and wanted to call him, but he held back the words.

He is just a stranger, and doing so will scare the child.

"Uncle, you blocked me."

He heard the child say, probably because he opened his eyes for too long, and his eyes were sore. After speaking, he reached out and rubbed his eyes again.

The first time I saw him so close, Jiang Mingyuan had a lot of warmth flowing in his heart, mixed with a hint of joy.

"I'm sorry." He said, stepping aside, and the lights re-sprinkled on this area, reflecting the dust on the faces of the stars, which also looked like Qing Jiang Mingyuan.

Xingxing finally saw what this uncle looked like, and he looked pretty.

It looks as good-looking as his newly bought doll, but a bit worse than his mother.The Xingxing thought, lowered his head again to trace the moon again, and decided to forgive the uncle once.

Jiang Mingyuan didn't go far, and sat down beside him. He wore a neat suit, shiny leather shoes, and his hair was meticulous. The watch on his wrist was worth six figures. He was totally out of touch with the atmosphere of the night market.

He was sitting not too close or too far away from the stars, looking at the child's profile, he rarely felt a little cramped. He wanted to say something and thought for a long time before finally starting.

"What are you painting?"

The stars have painted the moon, and he is painting the part of the ground. He first drew a square, and then drew four legs underneath. It looked like a table, but it was a bit deformed.

Jiang Mingyuan believed that if he had set a table as he drew, he would definitely not fall apart.

"I'm painting my mother and me." Xingxing thought that the uncle next to him was good-looking, and he was quite willing to take care of him. After answering the question, he moved his position aside and introduced to Jiang Mingyuan: "This is the moon, this is On the table, there are moon cakes on the table, which I made with my mother."

"Mom is very beautiful, I haven't drawn it yet, uncle, wait." Xingxing said, and moved his position to a brightly lit place, and continued to complete his masterpiece.

Jiang Mingyuan thinks this child is very cute, and feels a little lost because of the name of the uncle, how can he call him uncle?

Being an adult after all, Jiang Mingyuan didn't let that trace of loss exist for too long. He picked up his mood as quickly as possible, took the opportunity to move the position closer to the stars, and watched him draw.

Xingxing's attitude is very serious, he doesn't hear things outside the window, and his body is straight when he draws, unlike some children who want to lie down on the table.

His mother taught the child very well, Jiang Mingyuan thought to her heart, and her senses for Cheng Huan were improved.

Because of the deal five years ago, he initially didn't think very well about the child's mother. Later, after checking the other party's past, he found that the interpersonal relationship was complicated and there was no fixed job, so his senses were worse.

He even secretly suspected that the reason why the other party did not destroy the child, was it because one was born to use the child for any benefit in the future?

Now it seems that he is a villain. The child's mother obviously cares about him. You can tell from the scenes in the star paintings. The previous actions are probably because of his youth.

Yes, he is still young, only 24 years old this year.

It’s okay to be young when I’m young, not to mention that I’m stable now, and my small business is booming.Jiang Mingyuan looked around this small booth and thought to himself.

The stalls here are a bit bigger than the stalls elsewhere. The guests are full of seats, and some people are queuing outside. Most people are satisfied when they eat, and the craftsmanship of those who want to make things will not be bad.

Probably contagious by the surrounding atmosphere, Jiang Mingyuan was also curious about barbecues. He called the driver waiting outside. The driver was a little surprised when he heard his request, but he went to line up as the boss ordered.

Hanging up, Jiang Mingyuan continued to watch the painting of the kid next to him.With the outline of the stars, the figure of a woman gradually appeared on the drawing paper, but it was different from what the stars said was so beautiful. The people he painted looked a little... strange.

Jiang Mingyuan smiled with eyesight, thinking of the painting he got back from the kindergarten. The people on it were square, like a matchbox.

Compared with that painting, although it is not so good-looking now, it has improved a lot.

Well, he deserves to be his son.

Before the stars have drawn his mother, the barbecue that Jiang Mingyuan asked the driver to buy has already arrived.

Freshly roasted, steaming meat was placed on the dinner plate and was brought over by a fat woman.

In this environment, Xingxing is almost immune to the aroma of barbecue, but the aroma at such a distance is not easy to be ignored. He raised his head following the aroma, glanced at the meat inside, and smiled at the person holding the tray. Six teeth came out: "Hello Aunt Xu."

"Oh, good star." Xu Li put the barbecue in front of Jiang Mingyuan, smiling and asked if Xingxing was tired or hungry.

For the boss’s son, who has never seen him a few times, Xu Li likes it in the heart. He is beautiful and well-behaved. He is sweet and talkative. Why can't he give birth to this kind of child?

"Not tired." Xingxing shook his head. Because he was blocked by someone, he put down his paintbrush and talked to Xu Li.

Say that Auntie has worked hard, Auntie, you need to drink more water, Auntie, tell my mother not to make her too busy.

Xu Li was amused by his two or three sentences, and kissed him on the face with a smile before returning to work happily.

Jiang Mingyuan watched their interaction from the sidelines, feeling a little bit savory in his heart.

This little boy, even if he kisses his mother, how can he kiss others?See how sweet his aunt's mouth is, why is it so dry when he calls his uncle?

Moreover, the boss is upset when he blocks his light, but that person has nothing to do with the light!

He gritted his teeth, swallowed the unreasonable soreness in his mouth, and asked Xingxing in a flattering manner: "Do you eat meat?"

"I don't eat it." Xing Xing stared at the string of meat and shook his head firmly.

My mother said, you can’t eat what a stranger gives, and you’re cheated by someone else.

Xingxing didn't want to be deceived, and if deceived, he would not see his mother, so he implemented this warning thoroughly.

No matter how delicious it is!

If his son didn't buy it, Jiang Mingyuan could only eat barbecue alone.

Barbecue had never appeared on President Jiang’s dinner table before today. The spice was too strong and he couldn't get used to it. He only tasted a bunch of meat and gave up.

However, he stopped eating and didn't throw away the barbecue, the smell of the meat was still there.

The stars are surrounded by this strong fragrance at close range. The more they smell it, the more greedy, the more greedy and hungry, he can't paint anymore. He turned his head and said to Jiang Mingyuan with disgust, "Uncle, you can change the place."

Jiang Mingyuan was puzzled: "...why?"

The little lord star sighed like: "You are eating here, I can't paint well."

When he spoke, his eyes still glanced at the barbecue.

Jiang Mingyuan knew it instantly, and his mentality was a bit funny. He clearly said not to come just now, and now he can't stand it anymore.

Although his son looked pitiful and cute, Jiang Mingyuan didn't plan to give him this food.

Too much spice is not healthy!

He uttered, instead of throwing the thing away in front of the child, he called and asked the driver to take the thing away.

The barbecue disappeared from the front of the tray, and the lingering aroma faded a lot. Xingxing finally walked out of his obsession with barbecue. He glanced at Jiang Mingyuan and fixed his gaze on the drawing paper in front of him again.

It's just that the greedy worm in the stomach was hooked out, and it was not easy to press it down. Xingxing felt that he was hungry and couldn't bear it. After drawing twice, he put down the pen and stood up with a sigh.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Mingyuan stood up and asked.

There are people coming and going here, what if the little guy is going to get lost?

"I'm going to find my mother." Xingxing replied, trotting to the far right.

Jiang Mingyuan followed closely, watching the stars ran to Cheng Huan's side, and did not step forward.

They all say that he looks like a star, what if he passes by and is recognized?

He still hasn't figured out how to deal with the sudden addition of children, and it is not suitable to meet the child's mother.

Jiang Mingyuan moved a step to the side, allowing others to block his figure.

Cheng Huan turned her head in front of the barbecue grill and looked. She didn't see the "beautiful uncle" that Xingxing said, and she didn't take it to heart. She opened the box she brought, took out a box of pastries from it and handed it to the little guy.

"You can't finish it all, you can only eat two, don't you know?"