Chapter 112
Star home.
When Chu Han came out of the room, he saw Xingxing sitting on the sofa in a daze, with a half-smile on her face, and her eyes were full of longing and expectation.
"Star?"
Xingxing stood up quickly: "Mom, I told Brother Yiming that he will come to our house to play on the weekend."
"Yeah." Chu Han had heard him mention it twice before, so naturally he had no objection, "Brother Yiming agreed to you, right?" So he suddenly became very happy.
She never thought that the introverted Xingxing could maintain such a good relationship with Yiming.
The two children were huddled together, chattering endlessly.
The optimistic and enthusiastic Yiming can make the stars extra lively.
Xingxing looked up and asked, "Mom, can you call Yiming's father?"
"Okay." Chu Han picked up the script on the coffee table, but unexpectedly the child grabbed his wrist.
Xingxing asked, "Shall we fight now?"
"So early? Today is only Monday." Chu Han said,
But seeing the expectation in the child's eyes, she immediately changed her mind, "Okay, let's beat him now. Then mom will say that our whole family wants to invite Yiming to play. Okay?"
Xingxing nodded with satisfaction and sat obediently on the sofa.
Seeing his expression that said "Mom, I won't leave unless you call me," Chu Han picked up his phone.
After the call was connected, she turned on the speakerphone, said a few simple greetings to Wen Cishu, and then issued an "invitation".
"Ci Shu, you may have to agree immediately, otherwise our Xing Xing will be sad. He is listening now."
"Is Xingxing here?" Wen Cishu smiled faintly, his voice clear and gentle, "Uncle promised brother to come to your house to play, don't worry."
Xingxing quickly added: "Uncle, is that my brother's great-grandfather?"
"I'll talk to him, he'll definitely agree." Wen Cishu consoled the child, "Then I'll ask Xingxing and mom and dad to take care of his brother."
"Yeah." Xingxing pursed her lips, not wanting to smile, but finally said politely, "Thank you, uncle."
As soon as the phone call ended, Xingxing rushed into the room, opened the closet and started searching.
Not finding what he wanted, he rushed out again: "Mom, I want new sheets. The same set you bought for me last time."
Chu Han smiled and walked over to help him find it. "Take a look these few days to see if you need anything, and we'll buy some. We'll also buy some of Yiming's favorite foods and drinks. Your dad is off on Wednesday afternoon, so we'll go shopping."
"Okay, grandma will go too." Xingxing hugged the four-piece cartoon set that had been hung out to dry and bent over the bed.
I really wish I could skip Tuesday to Friday and get to Saturday and Sunday right away.
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afternoon.
Wen Cishu is in a jewelry store, engraving words on a platinum collar.
Originally, he planned to practice with the carving knife for a while before working on the collar support; but the old craftsman in the shop was so afraid that he might hurt his hand by accident that he refused to do so no matter what.
"Mr. Wen, you come to my store and your fingers bleed. If word gets out, should I still open the store to do business?"
Finally, with the help of the master craftsman, Wen Cishu used an electric engraving pen to engrave on other metal sheets of the same material. After practicing many times, he officially started writing on the collar support.
After the engraving was finished, the master sat aside, holding a jewel-studded magnifying glass, and lifted the collar support to examine it carefully: "Is it engraved in French?"
"Yeah." Wen Cishu smiled softly and opened the jewelry box.
The master craftsman wiped it carefully with a silver-polishing cloth and then put it in the box.
The brilliance of platinum is overflowing, and the engraving makes it look gentle and elegant.
Wen Cishu was sitting alone enjoying the film when he received a call from Bo Tingyuan.
"Where?"
Wen Cishu closed the jewelry box and explained softly, "Oh, I'm outside. I just went to the charity foundation's office. I'm about to go back."
To avoid Bo Tingyuan from asking more questions, he mentioned Chu Han contacting him: "You have no objection, right?"
Bo Tingyuan: "Over the weekend? Go there on Friday?"
Wen Cishu smiled: "It's to invite our Yiming to play for a day. Do you think it's a weekend daycare for children?"
He thought, if Xingxing knew this, wouldn’t she be so happy?
He had just heard that Xingxing was eager for Brother Yiming to go there tonight.
Bo Tingyuan: "Where are you now?"
Wen Cishu wondered how he could go back.
"What's the hurry on the way back to the mansion?"
"Not in the car?"
Bo Tingyuan said, "Tell me the address and I'll come pick you up."
Wen Cishu was puzzled: "Huh? Why? You got off work so early?"
The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, then chuckled and asked, "Did you go somewhere I can't know?"
"That's not it..." Wen Cishu had no idea what he was up to, so he could only lie and say that he came to a jewelry store to look at jewelry and gave a specific address.
Bo Tingyuan: "Why are you looking at jewelry all of a sudden?"
"Don't ask so many questions. Just tell me what you want to do."
Wen Cishu found that the father and son were more curious than each other, and they wanted to get to the bottom of everything. "Do you want to come over?"
"Well, wait for me."
Wen Cishu waited until he hung up the phone and went to the outer room of the jewelry store to wait.
The people in the shop made him a cup of tea.
He thought about it slowly, and then he saw a dark blue four-door coupe appear on the street outside.
He was just thinking that the car body color was chosen very tastefully, which could suppress the arrogance of this luxury car brand and make the whole car look gentle and elegant.
At this moment, the dark-colored window glass on the driver's side of the car slowly dropped, vaguely revealing the handsome profile of a man with a calm temperament.
"Thin Tingyuan?"
Wen Cishu almost couldn't stand up.
He looked back and saw a familiar bodyguard vehicle.
Bo Tingyuan pushed the door and got out of the car. After locking the car, he walked towards the jewelry store.
Wen Cishu suddenly recalled that night on the variety show when he listened to Bo Tingyuan telling how he met him in Paris. It seemed like the exact same scene was being re-enacted, except that the two people's positions were swapped.
His eyes followed Bo Tingyuan's figure closely, and he didn't dare to blink, for fear that he had seen it wrong.
As soon as Bo Tingyuan entered the store and stood still, he saw a figure swooping towards him like a flying bird.
He opened his arms very naturally and hugged him tightly: "Hmm?"
Wen Cishu thought he was too emotional. How could he be so rude in public? He stood up straight quickly.
But Bo Tingyuan still held him tightly.
Wen Cishu greeted the people in the store: "Let's go!" His tone was mixed with an indescribable joy.
The people in the store watched them leave, and today they felt what it meant to have a humble business come to life.
After getting in the car, Wen Cishu put his hand on the car frame and said, "I just said something casually yesterday, and you actually remembered it?"
It was when we were chatting last night that he said that he only had a driver's license but had never actually driven on the road, otherwise he could have driven his children to school himself today.
Looking back now, he guessed that it might be the regret in his tone at the time that made Bo Tingyuan worry.
At this time, Bo Tingyuan was turning sideways and reaching out to help him fasten his seat belt.
The two of them were very close, Wen Cishu glanced at him, took the opportunity to peck him on the face, and leaned his head back to laugh.
It's just like a young couple who just started dating and quietly go out.
Wen Cishu said softly: "Thank you for remembering the little thing I said and taking it so seriously."
Bo Tingyuan looked at his twinkling black eyes and reminded him, "I'm not asking you to drive every day. You should usually ask Master Liu to drive you."
Wen Cishu teased: "Then why am I still sitting in the passenger seat?"
Bo Tingyuan started the car, put one hand on the steering wheel, pinched his wrist and rubbed it: "There are a lot of cars on the road, I will practice with you when we get home."
"Oh~" Wen Cishu leaned back in his chair and turned his head to look at him.
After the car drove out and turned the corner, he still did the same.
Bo Tingyuan looked at the road ahead and asked, "Don't you recognize me?"
Wen Cishu smiled secretly: "Boss Bo is amazing. He can always find a reason to leave work early every day."
Bo Tingyuan's green eyes behind the glasses gave him a sharp look: "Do you think I'm too much trouble?"
Wen Cishu reached out and grabbed his suit sleeve: "How could that be? I can't wait to like you."
Bo Tingyuan said nothing.
"Huh? You're ignoring me?" Wen Cishu chuckled and called, "Daddy?"
Bo Tingyuan said in a serious tone: "Sit down."
"The real murderer." Wen Cishu let go, pretending even though he was obviously happy!
He glanced at the road ahead and said, "Let's go pick up little boy Bo Yiming from school."
Bo Tingyuan listened to his excited laughter and slowly turned the steering wheel: "What did you pick out in the jewelry store?"
"Ah?" Wen Cishu shook his head, "No, I haven't found anything I like yet."
Bo Tingyuan asked directly: "What's in the box in your pocket?"
Wen Cishu subconsciously touched his pocket: "You have sharp eyes. But I can't tell you, this is my secret."
Bo Tingyuan raised his eyebrows and remembered the ring he had ordered.
Suddenly, he was eager for the tenth anniversary more than ever.
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At the school gate.
Bo Yiming ran out with his schoolbag on his back.
"Bo Yiming! Wait for me!"
A classmate ran after him, "Didn't you say your grandfather gave you a really cool airplane model? I have a really cool one too, can we trade?"
Bo Yiming said without even turning his head: "I won't change it!"
The classmate's legs were not as long as his, so he could not run faster than him, so he could only stamp his feet in anger and watch him from a distance as he ran to a black car, crouched down, as if looking for someone.
Another classmate walked up and asked, "What is Bo Yiming doing? Did he find the wrong car?"
The two found it very interesting and stared at it.
Outside the car, Bo Yiming was indeed looking for his two fathers, but he just stared at the bodyguard uncle.
"Where's my dad?"
Bo Yiming's tone showed a tendency to collapse, "My little daddy didn't come?"
Before the bodyguard could speak, the young master asked again with trembling lips: "My eldest father is not here either?"
This tone is as if he has become an orphan in an instant.
"Yiming?"
A familiar and gentle call saved Bo Yiming from dire straits.
The bodyguard saw the young master's wonderful expression and thought to himself: Last time the young master wanted to be a singer idol, it seems he took the wrong path. Obviously he should be an actor.
Bo Yiming sobbed as he ran to the car in front and threw himself into the arms of his little father: "Wow, I thought my little father had forgotten me and my big father didn't want me anymore."
Wen Cishu rubbed his hair, feeling guilty that he shouldn't have teased the kid.
He pushed the man into the car and got in himself: "Your eldest father picked up a new car and just tested it today."
Bo Yiming launched a fierce attack without hesitation: "What an ugly color! It must have been chosen by Big Daddy!"
Bo Tingyuan, who was sitting in the front row, turned his head and asked: "If your little dad and I agree, will you be allowed to live at Xingxing's house on Friday?"
"Wow, these two dads are so nice~"
Bo Yiming suddenly became happy and smiled, and leaned into his father's arms, "The new car looks great~"
Wen Cishu held his forehead with his hand.
——Is this kind of education method acceptable? ! Will it really not teach children bad things?
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