Under Qi Yan's supervision, Yan Tianjiao wiped the table and chairs three times, and put back the books in the bookcase before Qi Yan let Yan Tianjiao go back.
The result of this was when Qi Yan went to the children's room to tell everyone a bedtime story. Yan Tianjiao was lying on the innermost side of the bed, facing the wall, ignoring everyone.
Qi Yan ignored it the whole time, opened the storybook, and leaned against the bed.
When he told the story, there was really no emotion. He Yanan intentionally uses the tone of different characters to speak differently, which should sound dry and unbearable.
But no, Yan Mengmengyan Kukuyanzhuzhu listened with gusto, even Yanyan.
Qi Yan's voice has a kind of strength, like the sunshine that their plants love most, very comfortable.
Even Yan Tianjiao couldn't help listening to it, turned over subconsciously, and looked at Qi Yan with blinking eyes.
The room was quiet, except for Qi Yan, no one made any movement.
Then, with the movement of the second and minute hands, the children fell asleep one after another, and even Yan Yan was not spared.
Even so, Qi Yan stopped after telling a story.
He closed the storybook and looked at the five people lying in a mess on the bed. For some reason, his heart twitched, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
Qi Yan stood up gently and put the storybook away. Then he leaned over, touched Yan Zhuzhu who was lying upright and covered himself with the quilt, and took Yan Mengmeng's hands and legs from Yan Tianjiao and Yan Kuku respectively. Then, he turned Yan Kuku who was sleeping on his stomach over, and covered Yan Tianjiao who had kicked the quilt over.
After finishing all this, Qi Yan hugged Yan An.
According to before, he always sent Yan An back to her own bedroom.
But considering her behavior of quietly crawling into bed these two days, he carried her back to his bedroom to save her from running.
On the second day, there was a break on the set. Qi Yan avoided talking, and handed two bundles of hair wrapped in paper to Yang Shen: "Take it for a paternity test."
Yang Shen was taken aback for a moment, he didn't understand why he had to do a paternity test again? But he quickly reacted and took it respectfully: "Yes."
Qi Yan: "By the way, don't use my name or someone else's name."
Yang Shen's doubts deepened, but he never asked much, and he answered with concentration, and then dealt with it.
In the afternoon of the fourth day of the hugging mission, Qi Yan, who had finished filming on the set in the morning and rushed to the company for a meeting at noon, received the paternity test report and the investigation results of the private detective after the meeting.
The paternity test report with someone else's name on it showed that the two samples were father-son.
And the private detective who went to the country of Yan An's twin sister said that the people living at that address were not Yan Tianjiao's family at all. I asked around, but there was no Yan Tianjiao family around.
Qi Yan's footsteps stopped suddenly, his eyes fixed on the two documents in his hand.
He couldn't help exerting force on his knuckles, and the paper was crumpled and made a soft sound.
Qi Yan and a group of people who were following behind him also stopped quickly and looked at the boss's face carefully.
At this moment, a group of people were in the middle of the road, and the surrounding employees were walking around, all focusing on Qi Yan, saying hello, and walking around to the side, which greatly hindered the traffic here.
The others winked at Yang Shen and asked Yang Shen to ask.
Yang Shen was helpless, took half a step forward, lowered his head slightly: "Teacher Qi?"
Qi Yan closed his eyes, and smoothed the crumpled paper with slightly trembling fingers. He forcibly calmed down and said, "You guys should leave."
After finishing speaking, he walked directly to the office. It's just that the footsteps and body shape are slightly stiff.
The department manager pulled Yang Shen: "Assistant Yang, what's going on with Mr. Qi? I look like something big happened."
Yang Shen shook his head: "I don't know, that's fine, you go to work quickly. Do you want to be approved in the next meeting?"
Hearing this, the managers of each department sighed and hurriedly returned to their respective jobs.
Qi Yan walked into the office and closed the door behind his back.
He couldn't help leaning against the door, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath.
Yan Tianjiao is actually his son? Is it really his son?
How can this be? ? ?
But the facts were in front of him, and he couldn't help but believe it.
Qi Yan opened his eyes, walked to the desk step by step, threw the two documents in his hand aside, put his hands on the desk, and looked at the desk surface which was so clean that he could vaguely see his outline.
Well, he reluctantly accepted that Yan Tianjiao was his son.
In fact, when he decided to do a paternity test, he had already predicted the approximate result.
But still unbelievable, triplets forget it. Could it be now, quadruplets?
No no no no…
Qi Yan shook his head, Yan An explained to him that her so-called 'twin sister' was also a triplet. This means that Yan Tianjiao may have two younger brothers or sisters.
Does this mean that he still has two children...
Sextuplets…?
Qi Yan supported the desk, walked to the chair step by step, and sat down slowly.
He sank into the chair, propped his elbows on the table, put his hands together, propped them on the tip of his nose, and lowered his eyebrows.
Qi Yan has maintained this posture for more than two hours.
More than two hours later, when his consciousness came back, he called Yang Shen and asked Yang Shen to check Yan'an's transfer records.
After finishing all this, he looked at the time: "Is the children over from school?"
Yang Shen replied: "Yes, the secretary has gone to pick it up."
Qi Yan nodded, thought about it, and drove home first.
As far as Eucalyptus is still filming in the crew.
Kindergarten ended early, and when the four children arrived home, it was not yet four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was still very bright.
According to the habit, as soon as I get home, I will do my homework first.
It was the same today, the four brothers gathered around the sofa and coffee table, quietly doing their homework.
After working for a while, Yan Tianjiao looked at his brothers with teary eyes, put down his pencil, and stood up quietly.
Yan Kuku was biting his pencil in a daze, when he noticed Yan Tianjiao's movement, he asked, "Fourth brother, have you finished writing?"
Yan Mengmeng and Yan Zhuzhu raised their heads when they heard the words.
Yan Tianjiao scratched his hair, looking very obedient: "Not yet, but brothers, I can't write it now, I want to go to the backyard for a stroll."
The three brothers watched him quietly.
Yan Tianjiao hurriedly raised his hand and made a gesture of surrender: "I'm sure I won't cause trouble! I'll just go to the backyard for a stroll! Brothers, trust me! I'm also very good in kindergarten today."
This is also true.
As the eldest brother, Yan Mengmeng waved his hand: "Then you go, but don't cause trouble anymore. Otherwise, I will tell Dad when Dad comes back."
Yan Tianjiao lowered his head, scratched his hair, oh, turned and ran away.
The living room became quiet again.
Yan Mengmeng and Yan Zhuzhu lowered their heads and continued to do their homework.
Yan Kuku continued to be in a daze.
Speaking of Tianjiao, taking advantage of his brothers not paying attention, he went to the grocery store, pulled out the large scissors he had found a long time ago, and slipped to the backyard to cut branches to play.
A few days ago, the family's carpenter came to maintain the flowers and plants in the backyard, and Yan Tianjiao was driven into the enchantment by Yan Eucalyptus.
He was in the enchantment, but he saw how Uncle Huamugong cut the branches.
So he followed suit, took the big scissors, and started cutting.
Before long, a bunch of branches appeared under the bush.
The taller trees were spared because Yan Tianjiao couldn't cut them.
The big rooster was flapping its wings, excitedly following beside it, and kept picking at the pile of branches and leaves, looking for insects to eat from inside.
Yan Tianjiao was a little tired from cutting peppers, he stopped and gasped for breath, and reached out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead indiscriminately.
At this moment, Qi Yan returned home.
Hearing the sound, the three children in the living room were very surprised.
Yan Mengmeng hurriedly put down her pen and ran over: "Father, why did you come back so early?"
Qi Yan bent down, picked up the child, and said gently: "The company meeting is over, and I'll be back."
Yan Kuku raised his head: "What about mother?"
Qi Yan: "Mom is still filming, she will be late today."
He walked to the sofa, put Yan Mengmeng down, and found an empty seat with homework books spread out on it.
Qi Yan flipped through it casually, and found the ghost-like handwriting, which was Yan Tianjiao at first glance.
His eyes darkened, and he asked, "Where's your brother?"
Yan Zhuzhu wrote down an answer on the arithmetic problem, and said casually, "Let's be in the backyard."
Qi Yan frowned: "What is he doing in the backyard?"
Yan Mengmeng replied, "My brother said he didn't want to do his homework and wanted to play in the backyard."
Qi Yan stood up straight: "I'll go and have a look."
When he arrived in the backyard, Yan Tianjiao had just finished resting and continued cutting branches.
Qi Yan closed his eyes and controlled his anger: "Yan Tianjiao, what are you doing?" The volume was not loud, but the tone was heavy, with anger that no one dared to ignore.
Yan Tianjiao paused, turned his head, and saw Qi Yan.
Facing his father's gaze, he was inexplicably scared, and remembered what happened in the study room last night.
Yan Tianjiao quickly hid the scissors behind his back, his eyes dodged: "No, I didn't do anything..."
Qi Yan walked over, stopped in front of Yan Tianjiao, and stretched out his hand: "Take it out."
Yan Tianjiao swallowed, took a step back subconsciously, and summoned up his courage: "I'm helping!"
Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, and said in a low tone, "What can you do for me?"
Yan Tianjiao looked at the nearby bushes: "I'm cutting rotten branches for them."
Qi Yan laughed without a smile, bent down and picked up a branch, and put it in front of Yan Tianjiao's eyes: "Is this a rotten branch?"
Before Yan Tianjiao could say anything, Qi Yan suddenly emphasized: "Take it out!"
Yan Tianjiao's body was shaken by the roar, and he quickly handed the scissors hidden behind his back to Qi Yan.
Qi Yanyan took it in his hand, and looked at Yan Tianjiao with his eyes, still feeling that this child didn't look like his son in any way.
It's just like a genetic mutation.
After Yan Tianjiao confessed the scissors, he wanted to slip away.
In the end, before taking a step, Qi extended his long scissors to block Yan Tianjiao's path, and pointed to the cut branches and leaves beside the bushes: "Clean up these branches for me."
Yan Tianjiao looked at the metallic scissors, covered his head and thought for a moment.
Neither his mother nor his brothers would help him, and his two younger brothers or sisters hadn't sprouted yet, so he was alone and helpless.
So in the end he turned around obediently, squatted down to pick up those branches and leaves, and piled them into a pile under Qi Yan's instructions.
During the process, suddenly a cockroach crawled out from the pile of branches and climbed onto his hand.
Yan Tianjiao's body froze, and he jumped up, shaking his hands vigorously, and screaming as he shook, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"
The scream was extremely sharp and miserable, even more exaggerated than when I was in the study last night, calling for help.
Qi Yan, who was standing next to him, was startled by Yan Tianjiao, thinking that the child had been bitten by some kind of insect, but when he was about to go over to have a look, a cockroach fell from Yan Tianjiao's hand and fell beside Qi Yan .
As far as Tianjiao is concerned, he is still shaking his hands and screaming frantically.
Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, looking at the cockroach not far away, and the child screaming in fear, his heart moved.
The cockroach moved quickly, but for some reason, when Qi Yan came to the side, he subconsciously stopped. When in Qi Yan's hands, he was even more motionless.
Qi Yan grabbed the cockroach, and said to Yan Tianjiao very gently, "What's it called?"
Yan Tianjiao felt that the bug was gone, so he stopped, touched the back of his hand and arm in fear, and cried, "There is a bug..."
"Oh, bug." He raised his hand over, "Is it this one?"
Yan Tianjiao subconsciously looked over and met the cockroach.
The next second, with a scream, Yan Tianjiao turned and ran away.
Qi Yan grabbed the cockroach as if taking a stroll in the yard, and followed behind: "Why are you running? It's just a cockroach. Are you still afraid of cockroaches? Why are you afraid of insects if you dare to cut branches in the backyard?"
Qi Yan was approaching Yan Tianjiao, Yan Tianjiao had no choice but to run away.
In a panic, there is a tree ahead.
Yan Tianjiao panicked, didn't see it, and bumped into it, and his face came into face-to-face contact with the tree.
His nose hurt, he covered his nose and cried.
Qi Yan had already come behind him, he couldn't run anymore, he simply hugged the tree trunk tightly and shouted: "Dad, I dare not! I was wrong!"
The three children who were attracted by the movement in the backyard were shocked when they heard this sentence at first: "It's not dad, I called it wrong!"
Yan Tianjiao didn't bother to address him at this moment: "Little uncle, dad, dad, little uncle, I dare not! You put the bug away, put it away!"
Qi Yan asked leisurely: "Don't dare to do anything? What's wrong?"
Yan Tianjiao raised his head quietly, glanced at it, and saw the cockroach at a glance, and quickly retracted his head again, with snot and tears: "I don't dare to cut the branches anymore..."
Qi Yan: "It's not a question of whether you dare or not, it's that you can't do that."
Yan Tianjiao sniffed: "I won't do that in the future, Dad, you take the bug away, I'm afraid..."
Qi Yan: "Do you know why you can't do it?"
Yan Tianjiao hugged the tree trunk and shook his head.
Qi Yan said calmly: "When you climb my desk, it is equivalent to putting cockroaches on my desk. If you cut the branches and leaves of trees randomly, it is equivalent to putting cockroaches on bushes. You will be afraid and hate it, won't everyone? You If it continues like this in the future, I will lock you in the room and put a bunch of cockroaches in it."
Yan Tianjiao hiccupped in fright.
A basketful of these bugs...
No! !
Yan Tianjiao immediately shook his head: "I'm sorry, Dad, I really dare not in the future. Don't let the bugs in, I will be killed by bugs."
Qi Yan asked: "Remember?"
Yan Tianjiao nodded: "I remember."
Qi Yan asked again: "Do you still commit the crime?"
Yan Tianjiao shook his head: "No more."
Only then did Qi Yan throw away the cockroach in his hand, and clapped his hands: "Okay, clean up the backyard for me. The bushes, next you come and water them until their leaves grow again."
Yan Tianjiao wiped away tears: "Understood, but Dad, what if there are bugs in the branches..."
"Take a broom and sweep."
Yan Tianjiao snorted.
Seeing this, Qi Yan turned and left.
At the door of the backyard, the three children stared blankly at this scene.
Yan Tianjiao, just now I kept calling Dad! And Dad, why didn't he respond? !
Yan Mengmeng Yan Kuku Yan Zhuzhu looked at each other, and when Qi Yan came close, Yan Mengmeng stood up, raised her head and helped explain: "Father, my brother called me wrong again."
Qi Yan bowed his head: "Well, it doesn't matter. My brother is still young, so it's okay to call him wrong, it's just a title."
It seems that these three children also know about this, but he is the only one who doesn't.
What is the reason for hiding it from him?
In his eyes, there is a depth.
At night, Yang Shen sent the flow of Yan Yu's account to Qi Yan's mailbox.
He opened it, pulled it down bit by bit, and then it became more and more strange.
He used a special relationship to pull the record for three years.
Yan Yu's turnover is not too much, which means that she didn't spend much of her savings. But once it is moved, except for a few small sums, the others are all large sums.
Three years ago, within half a month after the two divorced, Yan Yu spent nearly 30 million yuan. Two of the 10 million transactions happened one after another three hours apart. In addition, the nearly 10 million money was generated intermittently within three years, sometimes more, sometimes less.
Then until the two reunited, she received the film salary, received the 10 million he borrowed, and spent the 10 million on the day she received it.
The strangest thing is that these few purchases were all transferred to the same account.
There is also the recent one million, which was transferred by Liang Baiyu to Yan Yu, who then transferred to that account.
Liang Baiyu's one million? Therefore, this is what she wants to borrow, not Liang Baiyu. She is using Liang Baiyu's name to ask him to borrow money?
Why? what reason? What is that account again?
Qi Yan called Yang Shen and asked him to check the account information.
Unexpectedly, Yang Shen had already been checked by someone in advance. Hearing Qi Yan's question, he explained everything: "Mr. Qi, nothing can be found out of this account."
"Can't find out?"
Yang Shen: "Yes, just like Teacher Yan's twin sister."
The online procedures are recorded in detail, but when I actually checked, there was nothing.
Qi Yan fell into deep thought.
Seeing this, Yang Shen didn't dare to interrupt, so he quietly waited for the order.
A few minutes later, Qi Yan said: "In the name of my studio, you send one million to Yan'an account—" He paused, "No, try ten million."
Ten million is the number with the highest proportion in the transfer, so it must mean something.
…
Not long after the call ended, Yan An came again in his pajamas.
She stood at the door of the bedroom and waved to him: "Good evening, Qi Yan."
Qi Yan looked at her.
He didn't feel it before, but now he suddenly discovered that Yan Tianjiao was actually quite like Yan Eucalyptus.
Drunk Yan Eucalyptus, like Yan Tianjiao, is difficult to deal with.
He looked away, took a sip of water, and asked, "You were naughty when you were young, weren't you?"
Yan Yu closed the door, climbed onto the bed with ease, and shook his head when he heard the words: "How is it possible, I was very good when I was young!"
Qi Yan put down the water glass, noncommittal.
Yan An sticks out her tongue lightly. She actually doesn't remember clearly what happened when she was a child. But when I heard from the elders in the clan, they all said that she gave everyone a headache when she was a child...
She shook her head and hugged Qi Yan naturally.
As a result, I forgot to put my hand in my pocket, and it was uncomfortable to hold.
She took out the phone and handed it to Qi Yan.
Qi Yan took it, put the phone on the bedside table beside him, and turned off the light along the way.
Yan Yu yawned, adjusted his posture, and planned to sleep.
But the phone suddenly rang, and there was a very recognizable prompt tone, which was specially set for the bank's text messages by her!
She poked her head out of the bed: "It's the text message from my phone!"
Qi Yan knew exactly what this text message was, and hugged him when he heard it: "I'll read it tomorrow when I wake up, I'm going to sleep."
Yan An's heart was itchy, trying to get around Qi Yan, and brought the phone: "It's a text message from the bank, no one will send me money! I have to check, I won't fall asleep if I don't."
Qi Yan put his arms around her and said helplessly, "I asked Yang Shen to beat me."
Yan Yu, who was leaning hard, paused: "Ah? Why?"
Qi Yan said: "For your family."
Yan Yu shrank back again, and after hearing what Qi Yan said, he was no longer obsessed with reading text messages on his mobile phone: "But I still have 10 million that I haven't paid back to you, and Liang Baiyu's 1 million..."
"It's okay, pay it back slowly."
Yan Yu snorted and asked again, "How much did you call me?"
Qi Yan rested his chin on the top of his hair: "Not much."
Yan Yu was still curious: "How much is not much?"
Qi Yan said lightly: "Ten million."
Yan Yu: "!!" She raised her head in surprise, "Ten million!"
Qi Yan put his head back in his arms again: "Well, I'm asleep."
She tried to raise her head again: "Ten million is too much, I have to pay it back..."
"I said, pay it back slowly." Qi Yan said.
Yan Yu wanted to say something else, but after thinking about it, the money in the account represented a reserve of spiritual power. She has a bit of spiritual power and confidence. Although the system has rarely come out of Didi recently, she still has to be on guard.
If you have more spiritual power, you will be able to do something later.
So she didn't refuse, but vowed: "I will definitely return the money to you."
Qi Yan didn't lack this little money at all, but Yan Yu said so, he didn't say anything.
He thought for a while: "Tonight, Yan Tianjiao cut the bushes in the backyard."
Mentioning this, Yan Yu was very worried: "I know, when I came back, Mengmeng and the others told me. I also specially called Jiaojiao, and he said that he would not dare in the future. But he said no every time. Dare." She muttered, rambling.
Qi Yan hooked his lips: "This time, I should really dare not."
Yan Yu was puzzled: "Why?"
Qi Yan: "Because I discovered what he was really afraid of."
Yan Yu was curious: "What is it?"
Qi Yan's tone was slightly smiling: "Cockroach."
Yan Yu: "..."
Qi Yan closed his eyes, rested his chin on Yan Yu's head again, and asked casually: "By the way, why don't your twin sister and the other two children come together this time?"
Yan Yu was taken aback for a moment: "Uh, they have something to do, so they can't come for the time being..."
"Is that so?" Qi Yan's eyelids twitched slightly, "Then when the matter is settled, we can let them come to the house to play, and it will be more lively if there are more children."
Yan Yu blinked and agreed happily: "Okay! I'll talk to my sister tomorrow!"
After all, it was already the fourth day of her current mission. In two days, the fifth seed will sprout! Qi Yan's words just gave her an excuse.
Qi Yan didn't say anything more.
Yan An hugged Qi Yan happily, and soon fell asleep.
Qi Yan had something on his mind, so he ran his hands along Yan Yu's hair, looking at the hazy silhouette in the dark night, and fell asleep after a while.
The moonlight is like water, and the night wind is gentle.
No one noticed that the 10 million in Yan An's account gradually disappeared.
He also didn't find that the spiritual power quietly flowed into Qi Yan's body from Yan An's body.
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