Jian Qiaoxin stared at Yan Gan's eyes. His heart beat fast, but the more excited he got, the more calm he became: "Mr. Yan, if I were at Yan's old house, then many people would know about my pregnancy. Then, will they think I am your...fiance?"
Yan Gan held the pen with a distinct hand, and the corner of his mouth smiled: "What if it is?"
Jian Qiaoxin's heart tightened, his heart beating fast, but reason prevailed. He smiled: "It won't affect me much, but I'm afraid it will affect you."
After all, if the man were to marry a star who has no money and power, how much help could he be?
Yan Gan did not say it clearly, but he had to be sensible for the man. Wasn't this his only strength? He was very self-knowing, not persistent, and would not die.
The smile in Yan Gan's eyes gradually faded. He leaned back in the back seat, his voice was low, "Xiao Xin, can I ask you a question?"
Jian Qiaoxin: "Yeah."
Yan Gan did not look at him: "You decided for the child to be raised by the Yan family after it is born, has it changed until now?"
Jian Qiaoxin hesitated. He thought for a while: "If he follows you, he will have a better future."
He will not stay.
The sparkles in Yan Gan's eyes dissipated little by little, and in the end only a thick black was left.
"Xiao Xin is really a good boy." Yan Gan's voice was lazy and casual, as if he was talking about ordinary things. He smiled gracefully and charmingly: "I checked your resume. You have been in the industry for many years, and you did not get any good resources. We talked about it before. You love acting. This is great, but the entertainment industry has never been a place where you can live by love. Anyone can replace you. You have worked so hard for many years. You should understand?"
Jian Qiaoxin said: "I know."
Yan Gan looked at him sideways, his deep eyes seemed to draw people in, and the corners of his mouth smiled: "What if Uncle can help you?"
It was as if a sweet pie was falling down from the sky, but Jian Qiaoxin was surprisingly calm. He whispered, "Why?"
"The child still needs to be brought up by you for one or two years after birth." Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "As compensation?"
Of course Jian Qiaoxin was happy to be with the child, but he was not going to let it pass his head: "The child does not have to be brought up by his biological father. If you are willing to support me...do you need me to do something else?"
Yan Gan propped his chin with one hand, so he could take his time to look at the other: "You are such a stupid kid, what good can Uncle gain from tricking you, but I feel sorry for your hard work during pregnancy. You deserve it."
Jian Qiaoxin was not convinced, and glared at him: "I'm not stupid."
"Sure, sure, sure." Yan Gan smiled, his tone was a little more solemn: "Our Xiao Xin is the smartest, you always work hard, you are much better than all of them."
You are much better than all of them.
The voice was very light, but the weight that fell on people's hearts was very heavy. Jian Qiaoxin had been in the entertainment industry for many years, and had put in more effort than anyone, but could only stay at the lowest rank forever.
It was impossible to say that he doesn't care, no one in the world wants to never make a name for themselves.
For many days and nights, he wondered whether he is suitable for the entertainment industry or not. What he was lacking. He had no golden master and no one to support him. Even if he did everything possible to show his talents, even if he tried all his effort day and night, but still to no avail.
The opportunities he struggled to obtain would always be easily stolen by others, no one cared about his feelings, and no one affirmed him. Insignificant people were not worthy of standing in the limelight, this was the unwritten law of the entertainment industry.
No one complained for him, no one won justice for him, and no one even noticed him. Compared with the sea, he was nothing but a shudder in the ocean.
Then one day, someone squatted down in front of him, who was covered in gray, and whispered: "You are much better than all of them."
Jian Qiaoxin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the voice from the bottom of his heart gradually fell to the ground, a little smile crossed his eyes, and he whispered: "Okay, I promise you."
It was like a thank you between allies. He was serious. He was very grateful to Yan Gan for taking care of his emotions. This was more important than anything else.
Yan Gan touched his head comfortingly: "Don't worry, Uncle will take care of you."
Jian Qiaoxin was a little embarrassed to have his head touched that way, why did Yan Gan always treat him like a little kid, he was obviously a grown up!
The car started to drive again, and fireworks broke through the sky from time to time outside. It was very bright and beautiful. Jian Qiaoxin was interested in them, he looked out the window: "Fortunately, fireworks are not being banned here."
Yan Gan looked over, "Do you like it?"
"Yeah." Jian Qiaoxin's pair of bright apricot eyes contained a little bit of light, with a little gentleness: "When my father was alive, he would set off fireworks for my dad during the holidays every year. Every time at that time, my dad would be very happy. But after my father passed away, our family never set off fireworks anymore."
As he said so, Jian Qiaoxin was a little nervous. He turned around and looked at Yan Gan's expression, for fear that he could see a little bit of aversion to his family background.
Yan Gan pondered for a moment and raised his eyebrows: "You will have your own fireworks, and it will only bloom for you."
Jian Qiaoxin breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Even though it attracts the appreciation of other people when it blooms, I know that it is my own fireworks."
"Maybe the fireworks know it too."
The two looked at each other and smiled at each other.
The Yan family's main house was built in the suburbs, but it was not a single-family. This was a wealthy area. There were also many garden courtyard buildings along the way, all of which were brightly lit and crowded.
Jian Qiaoxin suddenly remembered a sentence: the rich have distant relatives in the mountains.
The car drove slowly. When it reached the place, there was already a butler waiting at the front door. When the car stopped, the butler took the initiative to greet him and opened the door: "Welcome home, Master."
Yan Gan said with an "uhm": "The Madam is also here."
The butler was taken aback, but was not surprised. It seemed that many people knew about the existence of Jian Qiaoxin. He went forward to open the door for Jian Qiaoxin, with a respectful gesture: "Ma'am."
Jian Qiaoxin raised his leg and got out of the car, Yan Gan walked over to help him: "Be careful, watch your steps."
His tone was gentle, and the expression on his face was full of concern. Everything was natural, but Jian Qiaoxin felt that it was a little unreal.
They went straight in from the gate, and the servants in green aprons would stop to say hello when they passed by.
"Master, Happy New Year."
"Master......"
There were red lanterns hung up everywhere in the pavilions, which was full of joy, but it was strange that these lanterns always gave people a feeling of loneliness.
Yan Gan said, "Follow me."
Walking along the path further inside, the movements in the hall naturally became more lively. Jian Qiaoxin followed Yan Gan, and the originally nervous mood slowly relaxed.
When he entered the hall, the eyes around him became denser.
The heater in the hall was on full blast, and the people standing inside were all in suits and leather shoes. They were dazzlingly dressed. Yan Gan was wearing a big red suit. His tall and straight body was as steady as a mountain. His handsome face had a false smile. This man seemed to be born to be shining in the spotlight, the world was full of festive red, but wherever he stopped, it became the most vivid scenery.
There was a crowd of people in the hall, and the Xiao family and the Yan family were both present.
Jian Qiaoxin raised his head and met Xiao Zihua's gaze upstairs. His heart was tightening up and he quickly turned away from him. Except for the sharp gaze upstairs, the judging gaze from other people did not make him feel nervous; he was also a star, so he was used to being looked at, it was nothing.
A man walked downstairs, he smiled: "A Gan, you're finally here, Happy New Year!"
Yan Gan smiled: "Same."
After that, Yan Gan looked at Jian Qiaoxin again: "This is the eldest brother, Yan Fang."
Jian Qiaoxin's eyes were smiling, and he obediently said: "Brother Fang, we've finally met."
"I've heard about you for quite some time now." Although Yan Fang and Yan Gan were called brothers, they were not at all similar in appearance. The man's face was thin, and there was a sense of shrewdness lingering.
Yan Fang looked at Jian Qiaoxin, fixed his eyes on the other's belly, and said in a strange manner: "Third Brother has very good eyes. Since he chose you, then you must have something extraordinary. Third Brother is truly being blessed. "
Jian Qiaoxin frowned secretly, this person's tone was really unpleasant.
When the waiter came over, Yan Gan took a glass of wine and took a sip: "Elder Brother is being too kind. How can Xiao Xin be compared to sister-in-law, the relationship between you and sister-in-law is harmonious as the sound of piano, which is enviable."
Yan Fang's smile diminished a little. He and his wife had an emotional disharmony and had been separated, but this matter had always been kept secret, and he wanted to keep his pride and never wanted to make a public statement. Yet, Yan Gan found out.
Yan Gan overpowered him.
Yan Fang's eyes fell on Jian Qiaoxin, deliberately disgracing Yan Gan: "Naturally, I also wish that the feelings between Third Brother and you will be like my wife and me."
Yan Gan's eyes grew deeper and deeper, and he touched Yan Fang's glass with his, and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "I don't deserve to have your perfect harmony, only my Elder Brother can have this blessing."
Yan Fang said, "Why do you want to belittle yourself? I think Xiao Xin is also very good. I heard that he is an actor. Why not give me some autographs later?"
His tone was like making fun of Jian Qiaoxin as a cheap actor.
At this point, Jian Qiaoxin finally understood one thing. Several brothers of the Yan family, not to mention others, just this elder brother; they hid needles in cotton. His words were full of thorns. This was just a casual meeting, and it was already like this. If it were in the business world, it would definitely be worse.
He finally understood Xiao Zihua's words of how he would have a difficult life, and saying he was looking to be skinned by tigers.
Jian Qiaoxin's handsome face was wrapped in a perfect social smile: "Since it's Big Brother who wants it, it's naturally my honor. My fans have to wait in line if they want my autograph, but if you want it, I can make an exception, I'll sign it for you in a while."
Yan Fang said: "Then I thank you in advance."
He dares to compare me with his fans, no wonder he can be with that disgusting Yan Gan, they sure are a match.
Yan Gan took a glass of red wine and asked Jian Qiaoxin to carry it. Jian Qiaoxin didn't know what it meant, but still clinging to Yan Gan, and said to Yan Fang, "It should be."
Yan Gan's mouth was having an elegant smile. There was danger behind that smile. He held Jian Qiaoxin's waist and held Jian Qiaoxin's arm slightly in Yan Fang's blindspot. Jian Qiaoxin's hands shook a little, all the red wine was splashed on Yan Fang's face, who stood nearest to him.
Yan Fang was stunned by the sudden red wine, his expensive suits were spilled with wine, and his dog-like face became embarrassed.
Yan Gan frowned, looked at Jian Qiaoxin's belly, and whispered softly: "Did the child kick you again?"
Jian Qiaoxin panicked for a moment, and quickly understood what Yan Gan meant. He nodded: "Well, the force was too strong just now, I couldn't help it at all, and my hand shook."
Yan Fang trembled angrily: "You...how dare you?"
Yan Gan, who was standing in front of him, guarded Jian Qiaoxin behind him and looked at him with raised eyes: "Big Brother, I don't think you want to scold an unborn child, do you?"
"..."
Yan Fang was bitter and couldn't say it. Today's guests were all from his own family, and he couldn't get angry. After holding back for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Of course not."
Yan Gan smiled, and said to the servant behind him: "Take my Elder Brother down to change clothes and wash up."
The servant responded, and Yan Fang, who was about to explode in anger, left. At the same time, people who followed them gradually looked away. After such a thing, most people just dared to wait and see, and they were secretly looking up.
With a red wine glass in his hand, Yan Gan looked at Jian Qiaoxin sideways in this position: "Did that scare you?"
"No." Jian Qiaoxin gently shook his head, let out a smile: "Is that okay, he is your eldest brother, will it affect the family harmony?"
Yan Gan lowered his head slightly, as if he wanted to take care of the collar that was not messy at all for Jian Qiaoxin, he put his mouth next to Jian Qiaoxin's ear, and his voice was low and muffled: "He dared to bully you in front of Uncle. This is already considered a light warning."
Jian Qiaoxin's pinna was red, and he glared at him.
The short personal time soon ended. Yan Fang was only the first wave of people who stepped forward to test them, followed by the various relatives of the Yan family, and the relatives of the Xiao family.
Jian Qiaoxin finally understood some of the family rules from these greetings. It turned out that the Yan family was appointed as the head of the family, and that was Yan Gan's father. His younger brother's last name was not Yan, but Xiao, following his mother's maiden name.
He heard that it was because Commander Yan's beloved wife passed away unfortunately when she gave birth to her second child. To commemorate his beloved wife, the father let the second child take his mother's maiden name.
Jian Qiaoxin said to Yan Gan when there was no one around: "The old Commander is really a good man with affection and justice."
Yan Gan smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Am I not?"
"..."
Jian Qiaoxin gave a light cough and looked away: "Of course you are, of course you are."
Yan Gan squeezed his face vindictively, as he meant to settle accounts with him, although the current Jian Qiaoxin was not very scared.
Jian Qiaoxin looked at a room full of people in the Yan family. There were five children in the Yan family. Except for Yan Fang, who was born by Father Yan and his current wife, the mothers of the others were all different. Naturally, he could not help but feel a little bit of headache. What went wrong? The old Commander was a good man and very affectionate, yet his son was such a scumbag?
Yan Gan seemed to understand what Jian Qiaoxin was thinking. He pointed to Xiao Ran, who was Xiao Zihua's father: "Not long ago, because his wife said that she wanted to raise sheep, he bought a farm in Mongolia."
People are different from each other, so you should not make generalizations. The Yan family also has a good man with loyalty.
Jian Qiaoxin said thoughtfully: "Why would she want to raise sheep?"
Yan Gan saw that this stupid head did not understand what he meant, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Perhaps because she is stupid."
"What?"
The two were talking, and the butler came up from behind: "Sir, the Elder Madam wants to see you."
Yan Gan didn't get surprised, and said quietly, "Isn't the Elder Madam worshiping Buddha all year round? Why do you think she will join the party this year?"
The butler said: "We don't know about the Elder Madam's arrangement either."
Yan Gan glanced at Jian Qiaoxin: "Come with me."
Jian Qiaoxin originally thought that Yan Gan was thinking of taking him to see the Elder Madam, but what he never expected was that Yan Gan took him out of the front hall and sent him to a remote lounge: "Be good, don't run around, you hear?"
Jian Qiaoxin said: "I'm not a kid anymore."
Yan Gan obviously couldn't rest assured, he smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, it is, our Xiao Xin has grown up."
"..."
Don't perfuse me!
After setting up Jian Qiaoxin, Yan Gan left. Jian Qiaoxin rested in the lounge by himself. This lounge was semi-enclosed with a screen as a partition. Inside, there were sofas and coffee tables. It was a small conference hall.
He took a nap on the sofa, dumbly heard the sound of high heels approaching, and opened his eyes.
Zhao Tao was standing at the screen in a red dress and snorted coldly: "Oh, Happy New Year, such a shameless person is hiding here?"
Jian Qiaoxin was sleepy and replied, "Yes."
"..."
A move that was completely out of the ordinary.
Zhao Tao was sullen. She tugged at her beautiful curly hair and said, holding the wrist of the man next to her: "Aren't you curious why I am here?"
Jian Qiaoxin finally became more sober, he rubbed his eyes and saw the face of the man next to Zhao Tao clearly.
Rong Heshun.
This person could be regarded as a second-tier star in the entertainment industry. He had no acting skills. Thanks to his good-looking face, it helped to attract some attention; but his private life was chaotic and he was not a good person.
Zhao Tao smiled: "I heard A Rong say that you are still his junior. You used to be under the same agent."
Jian Qiaoxin said: "That's true."
As Zhao Tao's male partner, Rong Heshun naturally wanted to bully Jian Qiaoxin to please her: "Although I am under the same agent, I am not familiar with Xiao Xin, because I acted in a few dramas and gained some fame; therefore, the company had different schedule for me and took me to another agent."
This was to say that Jian Qiaoxin is not famous.
Zhao Tao smiled slightly: "Xiao Xin, you have to work harder, I heard that you have been in the entertainment industry for several years, and h Gan shouldn't be so incompetent to his lover."
Rong Heshun said: "You can't blame Xiao Xin for this. Sometimes acting like this also requires some talent. I just have a bit better luck than him."
Two people were very in sync with each other and were committed to shooting dagger words into other people's hearts.
Jian Qiaoxin had no fluctuations in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little: "Done?"
Zhao Tao was taken aback.
Jian Qiaoxin propped his chin with one hand, with a restful coldness on his delicate face, he raised his eyebrows: "Brother Rong, you have a very good relationship with Miss Zhao. If I remember correctly, you like men, right? That one time I saw you enter the hotel room with the two executive directors of Shunfa Group. Did I misread it?"
Rong Heshun's expression changed: "What are you talking about?"
Jian Qiaoxin could not provoke Zhao Tao, but he could provoke someone like Heshun: "Then you could treat it as I'm talking nonsense, or I may have remembered it wrong. After all, pregnant people have poor memory. I think you can at least understand this, isn't it Miss Zhao?"
The smile on Zhao Tao's face started to fade. She found Rong Heshun for a temporary purpose. She wanted to see if Yan Gan would be jealous. Because she didn't care at all, she didn't try to thoroughly investigate the person. As a result, she never expected this person's private life to be so messy!
Zhao Tao glared at Rong Heshun.
Rong Heshun twitched in his heart and quickly said, "Tao'er, listen to me."
Zhao Tao couldn't hold her face, and turned around without looking for trouble for Jian Qiaoxin. Rong Heshun, who was left in place, was very angry. He turned to speak harshly to Jian Qiaoxin: "Jian Qiaoxin, you are so bold. Believe it or not, I let you be..."
"Let him be what?"
A male voice came from the stairs, making people stiff.
Jian Qiaoxin subconsciously looked through the screen and saw Yan Gan who was leaning against the railing. Yan Gan's face was a little gloomy, and his whole body leaked an unpleasant breath.
Rong Heshun swallowed what he said, "Mr. Yan?"
Yan Gan walked over slowly, his leather shoes stepped on the polished marble and made a crisp sound, as if stepping on the tip of a person's heart, which made people's hearts tense, until he stopped in front of the door, Yan Gan raised his eyebrow: "I was asking you something."
Rong Heshun couldn't say anything. He didn't expect to be heard by Yan Gan. He blushed: "Let him be better in the entertainment industry."
This blunt transformation was laughable.
Yan Gan squinted his eyes and smiled gracefully at the corner of his mouth. He patted Rong Heshun on the shoulder: "Are you an artist in our company?"
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Rong Heshun's forehead.
"Smart people always know what to say and do." Yan Gan said warmly: "I heard that you have good connections in the company?"
Rong Heshun's brain was spinning rapidly, and a drop of cold sweat ran down his cheeks. He said: "I understand Mr. Yan, I will definitely restrain others and get along with Xiao Xin in peace!"
Yan Gan nodded with satisfaction: "I like smart people. This is the last time."
Rong Heshun was let go and he ran away without looking back.
Jian Qiaoxin was still sitting on the sofa, and he yawned slightly: "In fact, he also frightened me."
"I know."
Yan Gan sat down beside him, smirking, "Uncle also frightened him."
"..."
The banquet outside was still going on. They must get together to have a New Year's Eve dinner tonight, but Jian Qiaoxin was already sleepy.
Yan Gan said: "Let's go, get some sleep."
Jian Qiaoxin was taken aback and stood up with strength: "Is that okay? I haven't eaten with them yet."
Yan Gan led him upstairs: "Not like they won't eat without you?"
"It's not..."
"Then what are you worried about?"
"..."
I can't argue against you anyway.
Yan Gan took Jian Qiaoxin to a room on the third floor and opened the door for him: "Go and wash up, I'll have someone bring food up to you, and go to sleep if you're sleepy."
Jian Qiaoxin nodded, he looked at Yan Gan quietly, and said softly: "Then, where are you going to stay?"
If the man was too far away, he would be restless.
Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Why, do you want me to stay a bit closer?"
Jian Qiaoxin was thin-skinned, and he definitely could not admit it. He turned his face away: "No, I just ask."
"That's so." Yan Gan was in a good mood so he teased him: "I won't tell you."
"..."
You bad guy
They separated after the two had finished speaking. Jian Qiaoxin went into the room and was stunned. He thought it was a guest room, but he didn't expect it to be like...a master bedroom.
The entrance was an open study room. The bookcase on the top wall displayed books related to various fields. The wooden desk was filled with pen, ink, paper and inkstone. The room was covered with wooden floors. The room had a strong fragrance of books.
Jian Qiaoxin stopped at the desk and saw calligraphy and painting behind the chair. The pen was vigorous, but there was a hostility that could not be covered. The black ink dragon and phoenix wrote a word: Benevolence.
Benevolence
The word benevolence came with a murderous look, more like forbearance.
Jian Qiaoxin felt inexplicably that this was Yan Gan's writing. It must be his writing. Is this Yan Gan's room?
He paused, then walked across the partition screen and walked inside, and he saw the big bed.
Jian Qiaoxin sat on the edge of the bed, thinking about it, and courageously sent a text message to Yan Gan: "Mr. Yan, is this your room?"
The text message took a few minutes before there was a reply: Uhm
Jian Qiaoxin was embarrassed. He said, "Are we staying in the same room tonight?"
Yan Gan replied much faster this time: "There are so many people tonight, this is the only way, why, you don't want to?"
"..."
This question was difficult to answer.
Jian Qiaoxin figured it out for himself. If they hadn't slept together before, he must have been a bit awkward. Since they had slept together for two nights before, and now he was not so reluctant.
And many more.
The person who was in deep thought was taken aback. Did Yan Gan already know that tonight would be like this, so he let him get used to them sleeping together when he was on the mountain in advance?
"..."
As expected of him.
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