Film Emperor's Death-Seeking Fiance

Part 16: Meet the friends

Aunt Zhang finished her family affairs and returned soon. Seeing that Aunt Zhang was back, Jiang Mochen planned to take Yan Qingchi to see his friends.

The marriage of the two of them was very hasty. There was no wedding, and it was not public. The two had a meal together. He and Yan Qingchi went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to obtain a certificate, and nothing else.

Jiang Mochen watched Yan Qingchi sitting on the ground and playing chess and puzzles. His slender and beautiful fingers were clean and white. His conscience only discovered this rare moment-even if they haven't had a wedding yet, even if Yan Qingchi is not a woman, he doesn't need to Luxurious dresses, delicate bouquets, and brilliant diamond rings, but he didn't even think of buying a pair of rings for two people.

But Yan Qingchi said nothing.

Except for the 50 million that he asked for at the beginning, after that, he asked for nothing. He seemed to have no opinion on this simple marriage without even the form. Jiang Mochen couldn't help but examine the man in front of him again. Is he really just because of the fifty million? Is there no other purpose? According to my previous understanding, why shouldn't Yan Qingchi be such a good-tempered person, or is all this just an illusion of his disguise?

Jiang Mochen couldn't understand it. Aunt Zhang prepared the food at this stall and said, "It's time to eat."

Yan Qingchi reached out and picked up the Chess and took him to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"What is this?" he asked.

"Faucet." Qiqi replied.

"What about this?"

"Hand sanitizer."

"What about this?"

"Foam."

"That's right, Chess is really smart."

Jiang Mochen listened to the conversation in the bathroom, feeling a little subtle in his heart.

When Yan Qingchi came out and sat down at the dinner table with the Chess and Jiang Mochen passed by Yan Qingchi, he reminded in a low voice, "Chess is just not talking, and not stupid. He already knew what you said. "

Yan Qingchi gave him a look of contempt, "Emperor Jiang, haven't you taken a child?"

Jiang Mochen raised his eyebrows.

Yan Qingchi stood up, lowered his voice and approached him, "It's because you don't like to talk, so you have to induce him to speak, and encourage him after speaking, let him know that his act of speaking is correct and is liked by others. , Understand?"

Jiang Mochen was a little confused, of course he didn't understand. He had never brought other children before Chess. Even if it was Chess, it was because of work. Most of the time Aunt Zhang and his parents were taking this. Yan Qingchi didn't say anything about this kind of technical content, he really didn't realize it.

Yan Qingchi knew that he didn't understand when he looked at his expression, "Okay," he patted Jiang Mochen on the shoulder, "Sit down and eat."

Jiang Mochen sat on the other side of Chess, eating, thinking about Yan just now. What Qing Chi said, then he stretched out his chopsticks and pointed at the dish in front of him with practical spirit, "Chess, what kind of dish is this?"

"Egg."

"What about this?"

"Fish."

"What about this?"

"Eggplant. "

What about this?"

Yan Qingchi watched as the father and son next to him suddenly began to ask for the name of the vegetable. He only felt that Jiang Mochen would be able to learn and use it.