After Pregnancy, I Divorced the Actor

The light in the bedroom was still on, and the thick black and white curtains by the window were drawn, blocking the moonlight outside.

But the window was halfway open, and the autumn night wind mixed with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus slipped in quietly, causing the curtains to move slightly.

Qi Yan was leaning on the bed, holding the mobile phone, listening to Yang Shen's report on the other end of the phone: "...I have sent you the relevant information about the family of Mr. Yan's twin sister, and there is no problem..."

His brows moved slightly, the strangeness in his heart didn't disappear because of Yang Shen's words, on the contrary, it became more and more serious. No anomalies, perhaps the biggest anomalies.

Qi Yan has been in the business world for three years from the entertainment circle, relying on his amazing insight and intuition.

He was about to continue explaining, but stopped quietly when his eyes caught the figure sneaking in quietly.

Yan An closed the bedroom door, turned around, and met his gaze silently, without speaking or explaining. She continued to walk over silently, lifted the quilt silently, lay down on the bed silently, rolled into his arms silently, and then hugged him.

The time control was just right, 5 minutes before 11:30 pm, and there were 35 minutes for her to complete the 30-minute hug value. There are still 5 minutes in the period to avoid such a small accident as Qi Yan going to the bathroom.

If he went to the toilet for more than five minutes, she really could only break into the toilet and carry him to the toilet.

For Yan Yu, children always come first. For those six plants to be safe and sound, she can do anything.

Qi Yan remained silent the whole time. He didn't hang up the phone, so Yang Shen could only wait quietly for orders. Finally, after waiting for a while, he couldn't help asking tentatively: "Teacher Qi?"

Qi Yan lowered his head and took a look, only to see a head buried in his arms, several tufts of soft hair scattered on his arms, with numbness to the touch.

Qi Yan came back to his senses, and said lightly: "Let's do this first, we'll talk about it tomorrow, hang up."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, put the phone aside, and asked calmly, "Did you watch horror movies again today?"

Yan An hugged him, afraid that he would push her away, so he hugged him a little tighter. His breath is in the nose, his breath is in the ears, and he is all around.

She hummed and said in a humming voice, as if she was being coquettish: "It's more terrifying than what I saw yesterday..."

So yesterday I just lay down, today I want to hug?

Qi Yan chuckled lightly, not knowing whether he believed it or not, he stretched out his hand to turn off the light, then lay down too, and naturally hugged Yan An into his arms with his backhand.

The bedroom is on the third floor with windows facing the backyard.

There are many flowers and trees in the backyard, including a few sweet-scented osmanthus trees.

It's autumn now, and the sweet-scented osmanthus has bloomed long ago, so well that almost every room in the villa can smell the faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

But tonight, Qi Yan opened the window, and the scent of osmanthus in the room was even more fragrant, embellishing the atmosphere of the room extremely warmly.

The years are quiet, the moonlight is gentle, and the fragrance of flowers is tangy.

Neither of them spoke, they closed their eyes in the dark, enjoying the time.

As time passed, Yan Yu completed today's task. Not only that, but after zero o'clock, she also completed tomorrow's task by the way.

After completing the two-day task, she was still reluctant to get out of Qi Yan's arms.

On this autumn day, his embrace was just the right temperature, neither cold nor hot, but warm.

For a moment, Yan An felt that his embrace was more at ease and comfortable than that of the lake water.

This is a feeling that I have never had before. At least in the past two hundred years, the lake water is the most secure thing for Yan Eucalyptus.

She nestled against his heart, listening to his regular heartbeat and feeling his long breathing.

Yan An has always been able to fall asleep quickly, but tonight, after staying in this comfortable embrace for more than an hour, she still couldn't bear to fall asleep.

She whispered: "If only we were the same..."

One is human, or the other is not human. Then you can hug and sleep like this all the time, until the end of time.

Unfortunately not.

And Yan Yu's plan remained unchanged, that is, after all six children sprouted, he would go back to the mountains with the children to live.

As a family of plants, what she loves most is deep mountains and lakes.

Yan Yu didn't know why, thinking of this tonight, she suddenly felt that the position of her heart was astringent, a little uncomfortable, and she couldn't explain it clearly, which made her very uncomfortable.

Obviously there was none before, when she thought of these futures before, she only felt very looking forward to them.

It might be that Qi Yan is so kind that she is reluctant to part with it. But even so, Yan Yu still couldn't tell him his secret. It was impossible back then, and now it is even more impossible in this situation. The identity of her and the children as plants is the bottom line for her to make grass, and she cannot say anything about it, even if it is him.

Just when Yan An was thinking about this, Qi Yan spoke up and asked softly: "Are there any differences between us?"

Yan Yu was taken aback.

Did he not fall asleep?

She opened her mouth, trying to fool her with something. But the words came to her throat, but she couldn't speak them.

She lied to him about many things and will continue to do so in the future. But tonight, she suddenly didn't want to talk about it.

Yan Yu pursed his lips, and simply stopped talking, just hugging him quietly.

Qi Yan waited for a while without waiting for a reply, sighed, and rubbed the top of her hair.

Yan Yu had something on his mind. From the time they met again to now, he felt that she had something to hide. But up to now, the three children have been discovered, and this feeling of being concealed has not diminished but increased.

Especially tonight when she inexplicably said something that was almost talking to herself.

What if we were the same?

What's different?

He asked, but she didn't answer. Qi Yan understood her attitude.

Yan Yu didn't want to say it, and it didn't make any sense for him to continue asking. He didn't want to force her to say anything, but he didn't want to wait for her to say something either.

Then he went to find the answer by himself, maybe this kid Yan Tianjiao was a breakthrough.

The two of them gradually fell asleep in their own thoughts.

The next day, Yan Tianjiao went to kindergarten for the first time.

Yan Eucalyptus returned to the crew to film, and during the process, he was always worried that he would receive a call from the kindergarten, saying that Yan Tianjiao was mischievous and did something bad, and asked his parents to take him home for education.

In this way, the whole day was spent in fear. In the end, Yan Tianjiao and her brothers came home from school together, but she didn't receive a call.

Yan An breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was helping the children tidy up their clothes, he curiously asked his eldest son, "Mengmeng, how is Jiaojiao in kindergarten today?"

Yan Mengmeng was lying on the bed reading children's cartoons, heard Yan got up, thought for a while, and said seriously: "My brother just arrived in class this morning, and I wanted to get the toys brought by other children."

Yan An's heart tightened: "And then?" Isn't Yan Tianjiao's method the same as the lemon and bitter gourd that the kid named Qiqi brought to school with bamboo?

That's true, as a mother, she really has no face to send her children to kindergarten again.

It can only be thrown back into the enchantment, and forced education is adopted.

Yan Yu really didn't want to do this step, after all, she was a child, and she still wanted to be gentle.

Yan Kuku was shaking his feet beside him: "Then smiled and pulled my brother, telling him not to do it."

Yan Yu was taken aback for a moment: "Smile?"

Yan Mengmeng nodded: "Yes, Xiaoxiao is our classmate and the most beautiful little girl in our kindergarten."

Yan Yu was surprised: "Then he is obedient?"

Yan Zhuzhu put down his textbook, and gave Yan Euan an affirmative answer: "Well, Yan Tianjiao is not obedient in kindergarten today."

Yan Mengmeng filed a complaint: "He deliberately took the arithmetic book to ask Xiaoxiao how to do it, but brother Zhuzhu taught him last night."

Yan Kuku shook his head and sighed melancholy.

this brother~

Yan Yu: "..."

All right. It seems that Yan Tianjiao likes little girls, but the problem is that she is also a girl, why doesn't Yan Tianjiao listen to her?

But at this moment, Yan Tianjiao, who was exposed by his three brothers, came out of the bathroom and abducted him to Qi Yan's study.

The study door was left open.

Yan Tianjiao put his hands on the wall and poked his head over.

Qi Yan was standing by the window on the phone, speaking in a language that Yan Tianjiao couldn't understand.

He shook his head and tiptoed in.

The mother and brothers in the family are all his kind, only the father is not. So he turned his attention to Dad.

Hearing something, Qi Yan turned around and glanced over.

Walking to the sofa, Yan Tianjiao, who was about to get the documents on the coffee table, paused, clapped his hands, stood up straight, waved to Qi Yan, showing two rows of white teeth: "Good evening, little uncle , I’ll come and play with you.”

Qi Yan watched Yan Tianjiao quietly, but didn't speak.

The person in charge of the foreign branch didn't hear his response, so he called a few times on the phone.

He came back to his senses, and just when he was about to reply, his eyebrows suddenly raised, and the dark lake in his eyes fluctuated slightly.

He looked at Yan Tianjiao and said expressionlessly, "Pepper, idon't need you out."

Yan Tianjiao tilted his head and gave Qi Yan a strange look, thinking that Qi Yan was talking to the person on the phone. So he didn't react at all, and continued to grin at Qi Yan, then his eyes drifted to the desk, and as soon as his eyes lit up, he trotted over.

Qi Yan's eyes changed, and he continued to probe: "Pepper?"

When Yan Tianjiao came here last night, he also introduced his English name as 'pepper', but now, he has no response to the word.

The foreigner on the other end of the phone was very strange and asked a few more questions.

Qi Yan asked the other party to wait, then put down the hand holding the phone: "Yan Tianjiao."

The little figure who was about to walk to the desk finally reacted and turned around: "What's wrong? Little uncle?"

He turned the phone and smiled: "Did you hear me calling just now?"

Yan Tianjiao touched the computer on the table, and said casually, "Yes."

Qi Yan remained calm: "Can you understand me?"

Yan Tianjiao shook his head and pressed the keyboard of the computer, but unfortunately the computer was locked automatically and required a password, which he couldn't unlock.

Qi Yan: "Then do you want to learn?"

Yan Tianjiao looked at him and replied: "No, it doesn't sound good at all."

"Really?" Qi Yan smiled, looked at Yan Tianjiao with long eyes, and didn't speak any more.

Even if Yan Tianjiao was making trouble at the desk, he didn't stop him, just watched quietly.

The country where Yan Tianjiao's parents live is English. And Yan Tianjiao, who was born there and lived there for three years, couldn't understand a single word? Forgot his own English name?

Qi Yan lowered his eyebrows, glanced at Yan Tianjiao, walked over, cleaned up the important things on the table, and then entered the bedroom door.

There was no one in the study, Yan Tianjiao's eyes lit up, and he started to mess around without saying a word. Anyway, looking at Dad like this, he doesn't seem to care!

Yan Tianjiao was so happy that he even hummed a tune he created himself, pulled out the rows of books that were within reach of the bookshelf, and threw them on the ground indiscriminately, enjoying themselves.

Qi Yan was too lazy to pay attention to it for the time being, he locked the bedroom door behind him, and called Yang Shen: "You can arrange someone to go to Yan Tianjiao's parents' address to find out about the situation, past experiences, relationships, family and friends, etc. Wait, I want to know everything."

Yang Shen was surprised, but he never said much about his boss's arrangement: "Yes, Teacher Qi."

Qi Yan thought about it, but for some reason, he suddenly thought of Wen Yang.

Wen Yang has never been whereabouts since the day Yan An was kidnapped. There was no news from the police, and there was no movement from him.

Yan Tianjiao and Wen Yang shouldn't have met each other. But Qi Yan felt somewhat similar.

When he was looking for Wen Yang's trace, his staff was on the powerful network, and there was no trace of Wen Yang at all.

But now, the information on Yan Tianjiao's family that his people found on the Internet was perfect and detailed.

It may seem different, but they all illustrate one point.

Someone is controlling things on the Internet, although it is not known who and for what purpose.

Moreover, this matter has something to do with Yan Eucalyptus. She said, 'If only we were all the same...', has she been involved in anything in the past three years?

He stopped Yang Shen and said in a deep voice: "By the way, don't search online, and the person who arranges is not ours, let a special private detective go, contact the private detective and you go directly to the door, the money will actually be delivered, not through transfer When investigating, ask the private detective not to rely on any information on the Internet." He pondered for a moment, then repeated, "I want to visit the site and find out the news from my neighbors. This process must be kept secret, and no one will be disturbed. Be careful not to show any traces on the Internet."

Feeling Qi Yan's attention, Yang Shen wrote down one by one, and the call ended here.

Qi Yan didn't go out immediately, but took the mobile phone and patted his palms bit by bit.

If there is something abnormal about this matter, what about the child outside?

Yan Yu has been hiding in hiding for three years. He has looked for him, but he can't find any trace. Three years later, she seemed eager to make money, and owed 10 million in debt, saying that she was treating her child, but the child had no problems.

And from one child to three children. Now, the fourth?

Could it be...?

………No way?

No no no, impossible.

Qi Yan shook his head, put the phone in his pocket, opened the bedroom door, and walked out.

Outside, it was a mess.

Behind the desk is an L-shaped bookcase, embedded in two walls, with many books neatly placed on it.

At this moment, on the bottom few floors, the books are in a mess, some are thrown on the ground, and some are still in the bookshelves in a mess.

And the instigator of all this, at this moment, climbed up the desk along the chair, and was walking around on the desk, with his hands behind his back, very unhappy.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yan Tianjiao looked over and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did: "Uncle, you came out. Have you finished your work?"

Qi Yan's eyes fell on the child's face.

This face doesn't really look like Yan An, nor does it look like him.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like his son. Besides, how could this mischievous brat belong to him? His genes should be a good boy like Mengmeng Kuku Zhuzhu.

Then why, Yan An and Mengmeng got along with this child as if they were their own sons and brothers?

This child can't be Yan Yu and other people's life, right? It also looks a little shorter and smaller than those three children.

This idea popped up in his heart suddenly, and Qi Yan frowned instantly.

Compared to Yan Tianjiao being the offspring of Yan Eucalyptus and other men, he might as well accept that they are quadruplets.

The more he guesses, the more difficult it is to calm down. Qi Yan looked at Yan Tianjiao with a bit of scrutiny, just like he scrutinized those partners or opponents when he was doing business. It was a chilling, frightening look.

The atmosphere in the study changed suddenly, the smile on Yan Tianjiao's face disappeared after having a good time, and he stood on the desk in a daze, looking at Qi Yan.

There was a slight fear in those eyes that had always been lawless.

He bit his lip and called out, "Little uncle?"

Qi Yan was expressionless: "What are you doing?"

Yan Tianjiao subconsciously walked to the edge of the desk and sat down, with his short legs dangling in the air: "I just want to climb up to have a look..."

Qi Yan pointed to the books on the ground: "What about these?"

Yan Tianjiao: "I want to take it out and have a look."

Qi Yan said coldly: "Bring this place back to its original state."

Yan Tianjiao looked at Qi Yan carelessly, finally nodded, and said obediently.

Qi Yan still had no expression on his face, just stood by and watched.

Yan Tianjiao jumped from the desk to the chair, put away the fallen things on the desk casually, took out a few facial tissues and wiped the footprints indiscriminately, and didn't care if they were wiped clean, just wiped it a few times and it was all right.

Then he squatted on the ground and randomly stuffed those books into the bookcase.

After waiting almost, he clapped his hands and planned to slip away.

Qi Yan walked over and stopped him: "Have you cleaned up?"

Yan Tianjiao raised his head: "Okay."

Without saying a word, he reached out and picked up the child with one hand.

When Yan Tianjiao came back to his senses, he found himself with his feet up and his head down. He panicked and shook his short legs and hands: "What are you doing! Let me go! You scoundrel! Let me go!"

Qi Yanli didn't bother to care, put the child on the chair, and took off the child's shirt directly.

Then he handed over the clothes and ordered without resistance: "Use your clothes to clean the desk for me."

Yan Tianjiao took the clothes in a daze: "But my clothes will get dirty..."

There is also a small pepper pattern on this dress, he likes it very much.

Qi Yan twitched the corner of his mouth without any smile: "Oh, you also knew it would be dirty? My desk won't be dirty if you step on it?"

Yan Tianjiao opened his mouth, not knowing what to reply, he hugged his clothes and was about to run away: "I'm going to find my aunt and brothers..."

Qi Yan kicked the desk with a bang, and made a silent sound, scaring Yan Tianjiao to a halt.

"It's useless for you to find anyone." His face was gloomy. "I'll pack up here today before leaving, otherwise you won't be able to go anywhere."

Yan Tianjiao held his clothes, looked at Qi Yan's face, cried out in fright, and shouted: "Auntie, brother, come and save me!! Auntie! Brother!!"

Once again, Qi Yan felt that this could not be his genes.

He frowned and reached directly for the child's head.

Yan Tianjiao was startled, thinking that Qi Yan was going to hit him, he quickly covered his head, and his voice became even more miserable: "Auntie, uncle is going to-hit-me!" At the end of the call, the voice broke.

He grabbed Yan Tianjiao's hair, pulled it off gently, then curled up the hair, and calmly tapped Yan Tianjiao's head with his fingers: "Don't make noise."

How could Yan Tianjiao be quiet, the crying became louder.

Qi Yan didn't care about it, so he withdrew his hand and put his hair in his pocket.

In the children's room next door, Yan An and the three children looked at each other.

Yan Mengmeng was puzzled: "Didn't my brother say he was going to the bathroom? How could he be in Dad's study?"

Yan Zhuzhu affirmed: "He must have gone to the study to bother Dad."

Yan Kuku frowned: "Oh, it would be nice to have a smile at home."

Yan Yu held his forehead and pulled his hair out with a headache.

Yan Tianjiao must have done nothing good in Qi Yan's study, and she probably guessed about the mess in Qi Yan's room before the child was contacted.

The cries for help were still there, but intensified. It sounded like Qi Yan had hit him.

Although Yan An would not tell Qi Yan the secret, she actually believed in Qi Yan. He wouldn't do something like hit a child.

Yan Mengmeng asked, "Mom, shall we go and have a look?"

Yan An shook his head: "I won't go, if I go, your brother will think he has a backer."

Yan Mengmeng suggested: "Then mom, can I go and see what my brother has done?"

Yan Yu nodded: "Go."

Yan Mengmeng got out of bed, put on her shoes and went to the study.

He stood at the door of the study, looked at the messy desk and floor, and widened his eyes: "Brother, did you do all of this?"

Yan Tianjiao, who thought he was backed by the mountain, nodded his head and complained pitifully: "Brother Mengmeng, I have already packed everything. But little uncle wouldn't let me go, and even took off my clothes, and asked me to use the Wipe the table with my own clothes..."

Yan Mengmeng couldn't believe it: "You're just tidying up, don't you?"

Yan Tianjiao gave a meal.

Qi Yan hooked his lips, and when facing Yan Mengmeng, he had a gentle attitude: "Why are you here? You go back first, it's okay. Dad will come and tell you a story later."

Yan Mengmeng nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, Dad, then we'll wait for you." Then he looked at Yan Tianjiao, with a straight face: "Brother, pack up quickly, and then apologize to Dad."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Yan Tianjiao and left the study, closing the study door by the way.

Yan Tianjiao stared blankly at all this, and even forgot to cry.

Qi Yan folded his arms around his chest, leaned against the desk, and said lightly, "Hurry up and wipe it clean for me."

Yan Tianjiao sniffed, wiped his tears and snot with his clothes before going to wipe the table.

Qi Yan: "Turn the clothes over and wipe them for me."

Yan Tianjiao: "Uuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Qi Yan: "Wipe quietly."

Yan Tianjiao: [I flipped through my clothes angrily, then quietly wiped the table and tidied up the bookcase.avi]

The author has something to say:

Continue to come to a small theater today (it seems to be a bit addicted to writing is swollen):

On a certain day of a certain year, a general cleaning is organized at home.

Yan Mengmeng was not very proficient at sweeping the floor. Yan Tianjiao, who passed by, took his brother's broom, demonstrated how to use it correctly, and swept the floor by the way.

Yan Kuku wiped the table, but the way he wiped it was incorrect. Yan Tianjiao, who passed by, took his brother's rag, demonstrated how to use it correctly, and wiped the table by the way.

Yan Zhuzhu was proficient at mopping the floor. Yan Tianjiao, who passed by, gave his brother a thumbs up. The genius brother is indeed a genius. The first time he mopped the floor, he was better than him who had mopped it many times.

No.5 is sorting garbage, which is a bit annoying. Yan Tianjiao, who passed by, squatted over, explained the rules of garbage sorting, and sorted the garbage by the way.

No.6 The books in the study room were too high to reach. Yan Tianjiao, who passed by, put the books away, and put away the rest of the books by the way.

[In those years, Xiong Guo’s experience made me a little housework expert.jpg]