Chart Topper Queen

Little Dean swept over these people and changed his mind.

Instead of his glaring face, he said to Ai Bei innocently, "Dad said he will be here soon, Mom, shall we pick him up at the door?" He wanted to use the power of the adults to fight against the adults.

The scorching eyes behind him loosened, and all fell on Aibe.

"Yeah." Ai Bei responded and broke free from Ji Yanzheng's hand.

Ji Yanzheng was hit by too much information, so he let go of his hand unprepared, but when he wanted to catch it again, Ai Bei didn't give him a chance. His eyes dimmed, but he also knew that this was not the place to talk, his voice was extremely low, "Half an hour later, go to room 1203 to find me."

Ai Bei rubbed his wrists, but didn't respond.

Ji Yanzheng glanced at Dean, "You don't want to know the consequences of not coming."

Ai Bei will naturally go, otherwise how to start the follow-up plot. After she settled down with little Dean, she went to Ji Yanzheng's room.

At the corner outside the room, she saw a familiar edge of clothing flashing by, she pretended not to know, and pushed open the door of 1203. The door was half closed, and Ji Yanzheng was obviously waiting inside.

The dim presidential suite, the curtains closed. She went to turn on the light, and the light in the living room shone brightly on the dark golden sofa. Ji Yanzheng half-closed his eyes for a nap, hit by the light, and opened his eyes to look at her.

Compared with the restaurant before, he is much calmer now, with only a hoarse voice: "Where have you been in the past five years?"

At this time, it's no longer necessary to pretend that you don't know each other, "Chu Tian" watched him get up and walked towards her, "If Mr. Ji forgets, I might as well remind you that you feel qualified by what you did to me five years ago. ask me?"

Her sarcastic gaze pinned him at arm's length away from her.

Five years ago, he found her taking birth control pills for a long time. The two had a big fight and he raped her. She fled in a mess, and lived in a cheap rental house. It wasn't until she thought she had a stomach problem that she went to the hospital for a checkup, and was discovered by the supporting actress Gao Linxue.

In the live broadcast room, some enthusiastic viewers "played memories" on the barrage.

[Ji Yanzheng's blood has coagulated, he looks at Chu Tian in disbelief, and growls, "How dare you treat me like this!"]

[Chu Tian's hands and feet are chilled, and she murmurs: "I'm just a plaything for you. Sooner or later, I will be discarded by you. I don't want my children to be the same..."]

[His eyes are bloodthirsty, "That's all I have to say."]

Thinking of five years ago, Ji Yanzheng's eyes were full of dark tides, "Are you really married?"

"No." She turned her head away, knowing that with his ability, it was not difficult to verify, so she simply told the truth.

not married?

So that boy...

"Whose child is he?"

Chu Tian's originally calm and peaceful expression changed, she was a little wary, and repeatedly emphasized, "Dean? He's my child. Just mine."

"Really?" Ji Yanzheng was noncommittal, "Why do I think his eyes are a bit like mine."

She raised her head abruptly, "Did you come to me just to say this? I'm sorry, Mr. Ji. After so many years, I believe you are married and have children, so why bother with those unbearable pasts."

He frowned. "Marriage? I didn't—"

"So what? Mr. Ji has high vision. Since he doesn't like those people, I believe he won't like a single mother."

The look of her resistance touched Ji Yanzheng's nerves, and his expression became cold: "Why, what do you think I want to do to you? I'm just worried that someone wants to borrow a child into Ji's house."

"Really? I don't think Mr. Ji needs to worry. Dean is by no means the blood of the Ji family."

I didn't expect her to be so determined. However, just now he clearly saw the flash of disappointment in her eyes. His heart seemed to be clenched tightly.

"Since everything is clear, then I'll go back first. I'm worried that Dean is alone in the room." She turned around simply.

Behind him is a cold drink from him, "Stop."

She left without looking back.

Not long after Ai Bei went out, he met Song Cheng at the corner of the corridor. She knew he was there before she entered the door. Although he didn't hear what Ji Yanzheng said to her, he also knew that Ji Yanzheng would not let her go casually, and simply waited outside Ji Yanzheng's door.

Song Cheng leaned his back against the wall and lowered his head slightly as if he was thinking about some serious question.

As she passed by, she was stopped by a long leg in suit pants. She looked at him with a "what's yours" expression.

Song Cheng didn't care either, his hand on his side clenched into a fist, as if he had finally made up his mind, and asked her, "...that child, is it mine?"

"No." She answered simply.

"I don't believe it," he said. "He looks exactly five years old..."

"Unfortunately, he is four years old."

She retorted quickly and simply, just like when she was lying. He couldn't help but resent: "If there is one sentence you can believe, I will cut off my head and give you a stool to sit on."

She finally looked at him, looked at each other for a moment, and when Song Cheng was about to surrender, she said, "Even if it is, what can you do? Do you dare to announce it in public? Do you dare to tell Ji Yanzheng that this is your child?"

"…"

"Are you ready to tear your face with the Ji family?"

The man was questioned.

He rushed to question her on a whim, and it was only then that he remembered that he was carrying a friend behind his back and had an affair with her.

Chu Tian laughed lightly: "Since he doesn't dare, then he is not your child."

Abe left the frozen man behind him. However, before she could go far, she was grabbed by a force and pulled into the narrow stairwell.

Fan Shaoyang opened the door and said, "Is the child mine?"

Suddenly, Ai Bei's head seemed to be bounced, and when he saw it, he found that the whole screen was full of laughter.

[I'm new here and don't know the rules, so are you laughing directly? ]

[And and hahahahahahahahahaha, the child is who is! Whose! ]

[Bet, I bet on the total season! The genes of an overbearing president will never admit defeat! ]

[I bet Fan Shaoyang and bet one star, he is the last man. Whoever has the last laugh has the best laugh. ]

[Song Cheng is not detained? Then I will pity him. ]

[Hahahahahahaha, is there a replay of this, I feel like I missed a very exciting live room. ]

[I passed by this live studio several times, and the anchor's title was too bland, so I didn't have any points. I beg the anchor for a better title, I'll pay for it! ]

Under a series of plots of the competition for fathers, a large number of new audiences have poured into the live broadcast room. Changed the dullness in the early stage, and scrambled to bet, and it was in full swing.

In the virtual world, Aibe's answer was as always, "No."

The feedback she got was the same, "I don't believe it."

"That's what you think," she said annoyed.

Fan Shaoyang, who was just about to refute her with words and forced her to tell the "truth", was stunned for a while, but he was not sure for a while.

It wasn't that he didn't think that she would take other people's children to him. But her attitude of indifference and disgust seems to be true.

She is Song Cheng's fiancee, and she has a child with Song Cheng's enemy, which is of course not a good thing for her. It's normal for her to be unhappy, and it's only natural that she doesn't like his questioning. After all, she brought the child to this age by herself.

Thinking about what little Dean looks like, the more I think about it, the more I feel like myself, "So, is he really my child?"

Little Dean is the center of everything, and Abe certainly won't push his background out so quickly. She held the little ace in her hand, ready to play slowly from the other cards.

Everyone's personality is different, and so is her approach to coping.

To Fan Shaoyang...

Ai Bei glanced at Fan Shaoyang, and after seeing that he felt uncomfortable, he suddenly smiled, "Mr. Fan is not confident in himself? Do you think he has no such ability...?"

Fan Shaoyang laughed angrily, he grabbed her waist and grabbed her into his arms. The man's strong strength was in stark contrast to her weakness. He whispered in her ear and smiled: "Do I have such ability, you don't know?"

In the narrow stairwell, the ambiguity suddenly heated up.

She sniffed the same tobacco smell in his arms and replied lazily, "I don't need to know."

This woman's behavior of throwing it away after using it is vividly reflected. Fan Shaoyang didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh. "I will check the matter of the child. You can't run away, but you... don't you want to marry Song Cheng?"

She shrugged and said, "What's wrong, Mr. Fan is not going to support us anyway."

"who said it"

It's not that he can't afford it.

"Then Fan always decided to marry me?" Ai Bei said with a smile, "Although Song Cheng's private life is unruly, Mr. Fan is not necessarily clean. In the world of flowers, Mr. Fan is really willing?"

Willing to? How could it be worth it. If he really wants to marry the woman in front of him, he will definitely not be reconciled. He is not someone who can be bound by children.

But what was annoying this time was that the woman didn't want to use the child to tie him up either.

It's a little bit uncomfortable to teach.

"Mr. Fan thought about it carefully and decided to tell me again. This is my phone number, and I'll be waiting for good news." She gave him a business card that seemed to be false.

Fan Shaoyang leaned against the railing and looked at the woman like a butterfly with interest, but he accepted the plan.

At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room has broken the previous daily highest data, and there are still signs of growth.

After Ai Bei set the reward conditions, the number of barrages has been dead, not to mention the number, and some of them are barrages dedicated to swearing, which makes the live broadcast room even more smoky. Now the people who didn't speak at all have their heads up, the atmosphere of joy has broken through the dense dark clouds, and the live broadcast room is thriving.

The dramatic plot that can only be seen in this kind of comedy is undoubtedly the missing piece of Kuai Chuan live broadcast. Ai Bei has made up for the market vacancy in this area very well.

Of course, it's not that no one has thought of doing this, but the dramatic effect is difficult to present in real life. The screenwriter can make the plot happen as he wants, but it is difficult for the fast-moving anchor to do it.

And Ai Bei caught a very important point - the original plot.

This is her first time playing this game, how to clear the level is the focus of her attention, she believes that all games have a way to clear the level hidden in the dark, she just needs to grasp it.

Opening a reward is not her adventure, it is to conform to the plot. She made such a bold change in the trailer, but she still got the money given to her by her female partner and went abroad smoothly. At that time, she discovered that the plot has a strong rooting ability. It plunged into the depths of this world, and even if she changed the process a little, she had a chance to get the same result.

Appearing in a similar place at a similar time, you will meet that person. This is the power of the main brain of the plot. But it's not interesting to follow the plot completely, so she buried this foreshadowing.

Seemingly similar plots, but because of that foreshadowing, people are imaginative.

In this way, she doesn't need to have a lot of movements, she can grasp the situation without getting out of control, and it is more conducive to "script creation".

After the summit, several people left the hotel one after another, and Ai Bei also found a place to stay temporarily. Things seemed to come to an end, but one day, it broke out again with the disappearance of little Dean.

finally come.

It's always delightful that the mastermind can push the plot where she wants without having to do it herself.

Ai Bei yawned, pulling his slippers downstairs to throw garbage bags.

"Get in the car." The car drove beside her, and in the lowered car window, Ji Yanzheng's stern face was revealed, "My mother picked him up from kindergarten."

When Ai Bei arrived at Ji's villa, Ji's mother and little Dean were eating snacks in the garden. Ji's mother looked at the kindness on Little Dean's face. As soon as Little Dean saw Abey, he relaxed his back, shouted "Abey" and rushed into her arms. Ji's mother was still shouting "slow down, slow down". She saw her son coming back and said angrily, "You have such an old son outside, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I don't know if it's mine."

Having said that, Ji Yanzheng's expression when he looked at Little Dean was still a little more tender.

He knew Chu Tian's character, being well-behaved and timid. She has been attached to him since the first night he took her away. Even after five years, he didn't think she would find another man.

Ai Bei rubbed Dean's head like a small toy, and said to Ji's mother, "Auntie, this is not your child."

These words were very unpleasant, and Ji's mother frowned, "Ah Zheng, who is this?"

"She is-"

"She is Yan Zheng's former lover,"

Before Ji Yanzheng could speak, he was interrupted by a female voice. Gao Linxue came in a hurry after receiving the notice from Ji's servant who had paid for it. She took care of the slightly messy ends of her hair, walked over on high heels, and smiled generously at Ji's mother, "Auntie."

"Why is Lin Xue here?" Ji's mother's tone was rather unnatural. After all, the two families had made an appointment, so Yanzheng would suddenly have an extra child, and she really had to give her an explanation.

Over there, little Dean and Ai Bei tugged at their ears, shrugged helplessly, then changed their expressions and carefully hugged Ji Yanzheng's thighs. "Although I don't know if it's my father's son, I feel a familiar feeling when I see my father. I think this is probably the bloodline nature."

"Auntie, are you trying to separate me from Dad?"

He called "Auntie" in a flat tone, exactly like Ai Bei.

Ji Yanzheng was slightly startled, and was caught off guard by the little boy calling him Dad. After a brief moment of stiffness, the blood flowing in his body became inexplicably hot, and he felt an indescribable wonderful feeling in his heart.

Gao Linxue snapped her fingernails, "It's impossible!"

She clearly remembered that, and the diagnosis at that time, that child would have died long ago, otherwise she would not have given such a large sum of money, and even kept paying for the living expenses of their mother and child.

Ji's mother said happily; "Why is it impossible, look at him, how similar he is when he was a child..."

"DNA." Gao Linxue said unequivocally, "You will know after the DNA test."