Chapter 121
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"Director Fu gave Qi Qi a gift to thank Qi Qi," Yan Qingchi said.
"Thank Qi Qi?"
"Yeah. Didn't Qi Qi draw for Yan Yan's birthday and even bought her a stuffed bear? Director Fu was also present on Yan Yan's birthday, so Qi Qi told Director Fu that she hoped that she could buy more toys for Yan Yan. Director Fu wanted to thank Qi Qi, so she also bought something for Qi Qi when she bought something for Yan Yan."
After Yan Qingchi finished speaking, he could not help but smile. "These children are quite interesting. They're so young, but they're so worried. Yan Yan came to talk to me in the middle of the night about Qi Qi. Qi Qi secretly went to look for Director Fu, hoping that she could buy more toys for Yan Yan." He looked at Jiang Mochen. "He's really quite cute."
"Children are all very cute as long as they're taught well. However, we mainly owe our family to you. When I first adopted Qi Qi, I was always worried that I wouldn't be able to teach him well. I was worried that he wouldn't be happy at my place. Later, when you came, Qiqi became a lot more lively, and her personality became a lot more cheerful. "Jiang Mochen sighed.
"You can't say that. You brought him out of the orphanage early, and that's the greatest happiness for him. Not every child in the orphanage can have a family. Those who have a family are very happy, "Yan Qingchi said sincerely.
Jiang Mochen felt that there was a hint of sadness in his tone, so he pinched his face. "Let's go. We should go home."
Yan Qingchi nodded. "Okay."
Soon, it was June in the rising temperature. Yan Qingchi's belly finally grew visibly bigger this month.
Yan Qingchi looked at his belly and felt a little strange. He looked at himself in the mirror and asked Jiang Mochen, "Do I look like a fat middle-aged man with a beer belly now?"
Jiang Mochen was packing his luggage. His previous film "Moving Flowers and Receiving Dreams" had been nominated for the Golden Deer Awards overseas, so he needed to attend this award ceremony. As he was packing, he heard Yan Qingchi's words. Jiang Mochen looked up at him helplessly.
"Is there a middle-aged uncle as handsome as you?"
Yan Qingchi rubbed her belly. "Although I'm a few years younger than you, I've already felt the midlife crisis earlier. In the future, when you're middle-aged, I can teach you how to relieve stress."
Jiang Mochen was simply defeated by his train of thought. "You'd better sit down obediently, Uncle Yan."
"Can you win an award this time?" Yan Qingchi asked him. "How long will you be gone for?"
"It won't take long, don't worry. As for whether I win an award or not … "Jiang Mochen looked at him." That's not something I can decide. "
"If you win an award, how do you want to celebrate when you come back?"
Jiang Mochen thought for a moment. "Why don't the three of us have a meal together?"
"Don't we eat together every day? What kind of celebration is that? "
"But I don't think there's anything else I want. How do you want to celebrate?" Jiang Mochen asked him.
Yan Qingchi thought for a moment. "Why don't you call your friends and have a meal together?"
Jiang Mochen chuckled. "Is your way of celebrating better than mine?"
Yes, it wasn't, but there really wasn't anything that needed to be celebrated. Their relationship was stable now. Jiang Mochen had a successful career. Although his career was temporarily stagnant, it had a bright future. For a moment, it seemed like they couldn't find a way to celebrate.
Yan Qingchi thought for a moment. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "If you win an award, when you come back, we'll drive together!"
When Jiang Mochen heard this, he was instantly speechless. Yan Qingchi narrowed his eyes and asked him, "Do you want to?"
"Is this a question of whether I want to or not? It's a question of whether you can do it or not. Baby, can you ask the doctor first? "
"How about this? If you win an award, we'll drive together regularly in the future. If you don't win an award, I'll decide whether we drive in June and how many times we drive together. You're not allowed to refute me."
"Isn't it bad enough that I didn't win an award? You still want to do this? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
Yan Qingchi shook his head. "Handsome guys like us don't have a conscience."
Jiang Mochen simply couldn't do anything about him. He had never imagined that things would end up like this. For a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. However, Yan Qingchi still boasted shamelessly beside him. "You have to have confidence in yourself. If you win an award this time, you'll go from a newly crowned Best Actor to a two-gold Best Actor. How great would that be?"
"I have to thank you."
"You're welcome," Yan Qingchi said with a smile.
Jiang Mochen left at noon the next day. He looked at Yan Qingchi's stomach and was still a little worried. He gave a lot of advice, and Yan Qingchi nodded obediently, looking very obedient.
"You kept nodding. Did you really listen to me?" Jiang Mochen was very doubtful.
"Don't worry. After you leave, my mom will move in. When that time comes, she'll be stricter than you. Don't worry."
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