Vicious male mate raises cubs online

Chapter 106

The next day was cloudy.

The seasons of spring and summer are about to alternate, and the sky is dark and gloomy, as if it is going to rain.

There was no rain falling for a long time.

This weather is always the best for sleeping.

Waking up in the gloomy sky, Tan Qing had a sore back and buttocks and a sore throat, so she turned her feet to the side very resentfully.

Before he successfully kicked He Mingyu, he was grabbed by his ankle and pushed back into the bed.

A strong arm stretched out from the other side of the bed, wrapped around Tan Qing's waist, and led her over: "Are you awake?"

Tan Qing decisively retracted her feet and closed her eyes: "No!"

He Mingyu seemed to have just woken up, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Really?"

Tan Qing: "..."

right……

The hand that was originally on the waist slowly moved down a few points at some point.

Seeing that it was about to move to the butt that had been miserable all night last night——

Tan Qing immediately covered her butt with her hand, opened her eyes suddenly, and turned over to He Mingyu: "Wake up! I'm going to earn money to support my family. I'm going to the company today!"

He Mingyu frowned, seeming a little dissatisfied.

But he still moved his hand back, looked at Tan Qing who was pressing on his body: "Look for Rong Sheng?"

Tan Qing pawed at He Mingyu like a sloth: "That's right, I haven't looked for him since "Xuan Wu" was finished. I'm going to ask him what I'll do after filming."

There was a whole night of commotion last night, and it was almost dawn when He Mingyu took Tan Qing to the bathroom to wash up.

After washing, I don't know if it was out of some personal thoughts, or I simply felt that it would be more comfortable to sleep like this.

Anyway, when he woke up, Tan Qing was still naked.

Tan Qing herself didn't realize there was any problem with this at all, she rubbed against He Mingyu's body and spoke, every time it was like an invisible provocation.

He Mingyu's voice became deeper and deeper: "Rong Sheng is the CEO of Shengjing Entertainment, it's not appropriate for him to be in charge of your work alone. I'll talk to him later and let him arrange a new manager for you."

Tan Qing nodded obediently: "Oh..."

He Mingyu turned over with Tan Qing in his arms, and pressed him under the quilt: "We left the family banquet in a hurry yesterday, so Mom might be worried. Shengjing Entertainment is on the way with your parents, and I'll let the driver take you home later." Look at Mom and Dad, okay?"

Tan Qing's little chicken chattered: "Yeah, yeah."

He Mingyu bowed his head and kissed Tan Qing's forehead: "Well, it's still early, let's do something else."

Tan Qing: "..."

Qingqing doesn't want to do it!

Mmmm!

Spicy chicken smelly man!

It was almost nine o'clock when he was released from the bedroom.

He Mingyu carried Tan Qing to the bathroom to take a shower, then sat him on the sink like coaxing a child, wiped his face and brushed his teeth himself.

After kissing her, she said to Tan Qing very gently, "I'll drive you to your parents' place, huh?"

Tan Qing kicked He Mingyu and raised his arm: "If you don't go out again, I will bite you."

He Mingyu hugged Tan Qing back into his arms, went all the way back to the living room, and put him on the dining table: "The sandwich and milk are in the kitchen. I have fed my son in the morning."

Tan Qing groaned and lay down on the dining table, and bared her teeth fiercely at He Mingyu.

He Mingyu didn't have Tan Qing's weakness, and he seemed to be able to fight another [-] battles with vigor and vitality.

He went back to the bedroom and changed into a suit and tie.

Walking to Tan Qing's side again, he put Tan Qing who had been spread into a fox's skin on his lap, and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Are you tired?"

Tan Qing half-deadly turned herself over, vigilantly wishing she could hang herself in the air: "Don't come here."

However, He Mingyu not only came over, but also helped Tan Qing adjust the corners of the rumpled pajamas: "If you are tired, don't go out today. The weather is not good today. I called Rong Sheng and told him, Mom and Dad Wait there tomorrow and I will accompany you there."

Tan Qing sniffed and raised her head stubbornly: "I won't."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu had no choice but to cuddle him for a while, and when Tan Qing stared dazedly and was about to fall asleep again, he brought him back to the bedroom, covered him with the quilt, and drove to the company.

Tan Qing, who had been tortured several times again, tossed and turned with a sore back, but couldn't fall asleep again.

Lie on his back for a while, then sat up straight again, jumped out of bed angrily, took out his mobile phone and ordered two boxes of family buckets.

Wipe your mouth after eating.

He went to the kitchen to get some food for the little boy, and then walked down from the second floor with Tan Jiji holding the same sleepy face.

The driver was arranged by He Mingyu for Tan Qing before, and he was only responsible for picking up Tan Qing's daily life, and arrived at the door within ten minutes after making a phone call.

Tan Jiji was dug out of the bed by the little dad without any guilt, his big eyes were full of grievances.

From the bedroom to the time she went out, she didn't even take a few sips of milk powder, and she dozed off bit by bit while nestling in Tan Qing's arms.

Tan Qing perfunctorily put on a green coat and red trousers for the boy to go out.

After setting it up, I looked in the mirror.

Feeling that something was not quite right, Tan Jiji put the red melon skin hat that the clerk gave him when he bought children's clothes earlier on his little head.

red green red.

Not bad.

With a good look, he must be the most beautiful little chubby boy on the street.

Tan Qing nodded in satisfaction.

First, he carried the little boy into the car, and then searched through the house to find several sets of big-name cosmetics from the endorsement partner, packed them in a plastic bag, and prepared to bribe the mother-in-law.

Liao Xian has never encountered such a big kidnapping since she was a child, let alone a kidnapping that happened to her own child.

Although the little grandson was found back that day, he was still frightened.

He Qi felt sorry for his wife for the rest of his life, and he didn't dare to go to work. He stayed with Liao Xian all night since last night.

When Tan Qing came to visit with the little boy in one hand and cosmetics in the other.

The dark circles under He Qi's eyes were heavier than Tan Qing who had been tossed by He Mingyu all night.

However, the arrival of Tan Jiji made He Qi fall out of favor very quickly, and also lost his family status.

After Liao Xian was busy playing with her little grandson, she didn't speak three words to herself for half an hour.

With a sullen face, He Qi greeted Tan Qing expressionlessly, and called the guards to send him off to work.

Liao Xian got up to fetch a new toy for Tan Jiji, glanced at He Qi's car through the window, turned back and said to Tan Qing: "Is it too hard to come here so early. Qingqing, mom sees you today They don't look very well."

Tan Qing: "..."

After being left, right, back and forth all night, it's no wonder his complexion looks good.

It just so happened that Mrs. Zhong was not busy with anything today, she was sitting with Liao Xian, and she also took a look at Tan Qing when she heard the words: "It must be because I was too worried last night. Mr. Tan, there is stewed ginseng chicken soup in the kitchen, I'll get it for you Have a bowl?"

chicken soup? !

Tan Qing: "Okay! Thank you, Mom and Aunt Zhong! Mommy is really good! Aunt Zhong's skills are amazing!"

Liao Xian was flattered by Tan Qing's honeyed mouth, not only personally found He Mingyu's childhood photos and turned Tan Qing upside down, but also stuffed Tan Qing with a big red envelope before leaving.

Tan Qing has a round belly even after eating and taking.

Then he mortgaged the little fat cub to his grandparents' house, went downstairs and climbed into the car again, swaggeringly held the red envelope and drove all the way to Shengjing Entertainment.

Without Rong Jinkang, Shengjing Entertainment is thriving.

When the driver drove Tan Qing to Shengjing Entertainment, it was almost noon and the bustling time, the employees should take a lunch break, and they should take a stroll out to let the wind go.

It's just that the sky is not so beautiful.

The weather was only gloomy in the morning, and now a few drops of rain finally fell, hitting the skin coolly.

In the trainee area on the first floor, there are fresh teenagers who are practicing hard, well-dressed managers and assistants who don't stop walking back and forth between the practice hall and the office area.

It's completely different from before.

As soon as Tan Qing walked into the hall, several strangers who came diagonally across greeted him with smiles: "Teacher Tan, good afternoon."

This was the first time that Tan Qing enjoyed being greeted by someone in Shengjing Entertainment, and she was very moved for a while, and immediately waved back enthusiastically: "Early, early!"

The other side spoke again: "There is an audition for Director Yang's new film on the sixth floor. All the artists in the company today can try it. Will Mr. Tan join us?"

Tan Qing: "Huh?"

Tan Qing thought about her previous arrangement after she finished filming. She should have appeared in a few variety shows before seeing if she wanted to continue filming.

So he shook his head honestly: "I'm not going, He Mingyu told me not to go filming first."

Everyone: "..."

The atmosphere began to be silent amidst envy, jealousy and hatred, and then began to be false in the silence.

Finally, a rapprochement began in the falsehood: "If this is the case, let's go there first. Next time I have a chance, I will ask Teacher Tan for advice."

Tan Qing failed to receive the eye signal from other people at all, and climbed up the elevator while rubbing her waist.

The elevator stopped at Rong Sheng's office floor.

Tan Qing hadn't come for a long time, so she walked around to find the office door.

About to knock on the door.

I was stopped by the assistant in the cubicle next to the office: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Tan Qing?"

The beautiful assistant who came out looked different from the previous one.

Tan Qing took a second look, and asked curiously, "Your name is Ai...Irene, what English is that?"

Beauty Assistant: "..."

The big beauty's face froze, and she managed to force a smile: "Eileen has resigned for a long time, my name is Cherry. Mr. Tan, it may not be convenient for Mr. Rong to invite you in, why don't you wait a moment, I Call President Rong's office."

Tan Qing took a step back very generously, and said clearly: "I understand, is he talking to other beauties?!"

Beauty Assistant: "..."

Tan Qing didn't actually have an appointment today.

Cherry saw the real person Tan Qing for the first time, and felt that it was obviously far from what was reported in the news.

Good looking, better looking than any other entertainer she's ever seen, standing there like she's glowing.

No celebrity airs... It seems that he has the aura of an old driver.

Just when Cherry didn't know how to answer Tan Qing's question.

Rong Sheng's office door twisted downwards.

The door opened, and a slender, exotic beauty in short-sleeved shorts and big waves walked out.

The new beauty looked arrogantly at Cherry, then at Tan Qing, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "I'm really sorry to keep Mr. Tan waiting for so long."

Tan Qing waved her hand honestly: "It's okay, it's okay, I have waited longer than this time before, you are obviously not good enough!"

Exotic beauty: "..."

Cherry: "..."

The exotic beauty who was stabbed through the heart was so angry that she stepped on her high heels and got off the elevator without even saying goodbye.

Tan Qing was the only one left who spread her hands, made a grimace at the beautiful woman who was going away, turned around and said to Cherry, "You are much better than her! It is absolutely impossible not to keep a low profile after such unfair competition like her .Big beauty, I'm in."

Cherry: "..."

Back in the assistant's room, Cherry sat down and thought for a while, and was amused by Tan Qing.

The windows in the office have been opened.

The central air conditioner is also on.

Rong Sheng's desk is still the same, and the things on the desk are scattered and messy.

As soon as Tan Qing entered the room, she sneezed loudly, then sniffed, found a corner and coughed several times: "Mr. Rong, this perfume smells too strong..."

Rong Sheng stood up and pushed the remaining two windows out, poured another glass of water for Tan Qing, and said with a smile, "Who knew you would come suddenly."

Tan Qing raised her hand and fanned the air in front of her nose again, and said with difficulty: "How is your family doing recently? Is your mother still so annoying?"

In Rong Sheng's office, there is a big sofa diagonally opposite to the desk. The wooden sofa armrests are wide and comfortable.

Tan Qing found this perfect position when she came to the office for the first time.

It's the same this time.

Rong Sheng returned to the desk and sat down: "It's okay. The plastic surgeon your old He hired roughly restored the shape of Rong Jinkang's thing, but the function is basically useless. My mother has to get used to it if she is not used to it. Let her do it." Bar."

He paused, then looked at Tan Qing again: "Why did you suddenly think of looking for me today?"

"Hey, I just want you to arrange an agent for me."

Tan Qing turned to Rong Sheng, shaking her legs, "I want someone who is capable and powerful, who works so hard that I can earn a lot of money."

Rong Sheng was a little surprised: "The more you work, the more you get? I thought Lao He wouldn't let you continue to work. Are you sure you want to increase your workload?"

Tan Qing jumped off the sofa with a sad face: "Yes, I want to earn money to support my family, and I will provide for He Mingyu in the future. I need to earn a lot of money."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng was silent for a moment, and said helplessly: "Qingqing, listen to me. Your family's Lao He has enough assets for you to sit and eat for hundreds of years. It's really not your turn to earn money to support him."

Tan Qing shook her head and said deeply, "Oh, you don't understand."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Fine.

The fun between you.

What do outsiders know.

Rong Sheng lowered his head, took two sips of coffee on the table, and changed the subject: "I'll help you arrange the manager's affairs this afternoon. But the direction of your next work... "Xuanwu" probably takes two at the earliest It won't start broadcasting until a month later, what do you plan to do in the meantime?"

Tan Qing rolled her eyes: "Just, make money?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng took out a few pieces of paper from the documents that were pressed at the bottom of the table: "When the filming of "Xuan Wu" was stopped before, Lao He spent 5000 million to vote for a variety show for you, and the planning proposal was submitted for approval, but was rejected "Xuan Wu" was interrupted. Why don't you release this variety show first?"

5000 million.

Tan Qing asked curiously and distressedly: "What variety show?"

Rong Sheng sorted out a few pieces of paper briefly, and handed it to Tan Qing: "The name is "His and Her Life". The main content is what is the private life of a star after leaving the spotlight."

Seeing Tan Qing's eyes wide open, Rong Sheng smiled again.

His tone slowed down, and he explained in detail: "For example, this planning newspaper tentatively plans to invite four artists, including you, and will recommend you as the main shooting star. The so-called name is "His and Her Life", It means when you are not working, that is, when you are not filming movies, commercials, or catching up on announcements, such as at home, or playing outside, or..."

Tan Qing clapped her hands: "Or with He Mingyu?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng sighed: "Based on what I know about Lao He, he probably doesn't like being on camera. You can ask him then."

Wait for Tan Qing to browse through the planning copy.

Rong Sheng continued: "The audience market for this kind of lifestyle variety show has always been huge, and it can be filmed and broadcast now. In addition, you have become very popular recently. By the way, help you stabilize the popularity of the public. Of course, the show should be closed. Don't be so honest."

Tan Qing nodded seriously: "Yeah, I know, let's shoot this."

Rong Sheng raised his eyebrows and met Shang Tan Qing's bright almond eyes.

He quickly looked away: "That's it. I'll call Lao He to discuss the final plan in the evening. You probably don't have much work recently, right?"

Tan Qing, who never worried about her work, shook her head blankly: "I've been idle recently, and I'm going to set up a street stall in the night market."

Rong Sheng was taken aback.

Suddenly, he remembered the scene of Tan Qing rushing into his office from behind a night market stall with a big black backpack on his back.

Or maybe it was already a step too late.

Rong Sheng pulled the corner of his mouth lightly.

Opening the drawer, he took out an orange-flavored lollipop and threw it to Tan Qing: "The new manager will contact you in the afternoon, and she will communicate with you about the new announcement and the "Xuanwu" press conference."

Tan Qing quickly caught the lollipop, peeled off the wrapper, licked it, and stretched her neck: "Is there any more?"

Rong Sheng smiled: "Not anymore, just this one."

Tan Qing: "Okay. Then I'll go back."

Rong Sheng: "Yes. Do you have a car? I'll take you there."

With a lollipop in her mouth, Tan Qing waved her hand towards Rongsheng with a smile: "No need! He Mingyu asked the driver to follow me."

Rong Sheng nodded and watched Tan Qing walk to the door of the office.

then.

Tan Qing turned back again.

After biting the lollipop in his mouth a few times, he glanced at Rong Sheng.

Rong Sheng looked up: "What's wrong?"

Tan Qing seemed to be a little hesitant, and said, "Mr. Rong, can I ask you a question?"

When Rong Sheng heard Tan Qing's tone, he felt that there might be something wrong: "... What's the problem?"

Tan Qing mulled over her words: "That's right, you've dated so many girlfriends, do you know what it means to love someone? That's right, or what does it feel like to love someone?"

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng was speechless for a long time, and took a look at Tan Qing: "Don't tell me that you are going to ask the answer from me, and use it to judge whether you love He Mingyu or not."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing's sincere face: "Hey hey."

Rong Sheng: "..."

For a moment Rong Sheng didn't know whether to sympathize with He Mingyu or himself.

Or was it because of going back to the source and beating Tan Qing?

Which sounds very strange.

Rong Sheng gave up on himself: "How would I know this kind of answer? If I met true love, I would definitely be married a long time ago, so why talk about it one by one?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing nodded: "What you said makes sense."

Rong Sheng: "..."

Rong Sheng tapped the back of his head with a headache, and finally managed to hold back a few words: "Anyway, if you love someone, you will care about him very much, and you will be willing to earn money for him, want to be with him forever, and hope he is healthy and safe. Joy prolongs life."

"Even if I can't be with him, I hope to see him happy."

Tan Qing thought about it carefully: "This is wow... that's great, then I should love He Mingyu more."

Give yourself a reassurance.

Tan Qing relaxed a lot, even with a bright smile.

He waved his hand towards Rong Sheng: "Then see you next time, thank you, Mr. Rong. Next time, I will ask He Mingyu to treat you to dinner!"

Rong Sheng: "Okay, goodbye."

Goodbye.

The office door closed again.

Through the empty floor-to-ceiling windows.

After more than an hour passed, the light rain outside, which was just a tick, became heavier and heavier.

There was a crashing sound as it hit the windowpane.

Rong Sheng took all the to-do materials on the table and reviewed them one by one.

The signature that should be signed, the redo that should be typed and redone.

Halfway through the process, it seemed that I was finally a little tired.

The figure in the gray-blue suit stood up, walked to the French window in silence, and looked out through the window.

The rain is getting heavier.

Even the sky that was supposed to be bright during the day was a little darker.

Cherry comes to the office to deliver coffee at a fixed time.

Go to the desk.

Seeing Rong Sheng staring at the pouring rain outside the window, he didn't know what to think.

Cherry hesitated: "Boss?"

Rong Sheng seemed to have just recovered, and asked, "Did Tan Qing go back?"

Cherry seemed to know that Rong Sheng would ask, "I went back half an hour ago. I brought him an umbrella. Don't worry."

Rong Sheng skillfully showed a suave smile, "Thank you for your hard work. The weather is bad today. I'll take you home after get off work."

Cherry was flattered, and hurriedly said: "Thank you, Mr. Rong. But don't bother you, my house is far away, I'll just take the subway back by myself."

Rong Sheng curled his lips: "In such bad weather, it's the boss's negligence to let my little assistant go home alone. It doesn't matter, taking the boss's car will not deduct your salary."

Cherry couldn't push it any further, so she politely agreed.

He was about to report to Rong Sheng again about his work.

Suddenly a thunderbolt fell, brightly illuminating half of the sky.

A gust of wind blew the two open windows in the office tottering.

Cherry had to stop working, walked to the side to look for the window rod, and sighed a little while looking: "The wind and thunder are blowing, and it has become more and more scary since this morning. Is it the city effect?"

Rong Sheng crossed Erlang's legs and glanced out: "That's not necessarily the case. It's not often written in martial arts novels. When this kind of thunder and lightning strike, does someone want to cross the catastrophe?"

Cherry: "..."

Cherry stepped on her thin high-heeled shoes and closed the window.

Returning to Rong Sheng's desk again, he piled a stack of new materials on Rong Sheng's desk: "Then I hope they will take advantage of the boss's good words and pass the disaster smoothly."

Rong Sheng: "..."

And just when Tan Qing's car drove out of Shengjing Entertainment's office building and onto the elevated highway.

The men's detention center far away on the outskirts of City J welcomed an extremely rare guest.

The suspect No. 0157 held here is about to usher in his final sentence.

Due to the lawyer's repeated efforts to communicate, suspect No. 0157's request to meet with a natural person alone was finally approved by the other party's assistant.

The sky over the detention center didn't get any better because it was outside the sixth ring road, and it was still gloomy.

He Mingyu didn't wear a suit, but simply put on a windbreaker.

Stepping on the green leaves that were blown to the ground by the strong wind, I entered the three iron gates.

There was only one small window with the room door open.

Ran Anluo, who had been imprisoned for nearly four months, was wearing the uniform of the detention center and looked haggard. He was sitting on the other side of the glass.