Dousha Bao

Liu Heng drove up the West Loop Elevated Road, and there was a light music in the car. Only the tune did not sing. There was a little air conditioning in the car, but the temperature was not very low.

Liu Heng held the steering wheel in one hand and placed it loosely on the other. His fingertips were on the steering wheel with the tune, and he said casually, "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Zhou Yi'an said, his voice was calm, and he couldn't mention any interest.

Zhou Yi'an didn't speak after he got on the bus. He kept silent for a long time. His mind flashed indifferently when he just faced with Wang Yincheng.

It should be like this, Zhou Yi'an thought that they had broken up for six years. At the beginning, the two had almost torn their faces and had no way to retreat. Once again in six years, they met again at most, but they couldn't even look at it. There are redundant expressions and ideas.

But Zhou Yi'an couldn't stop thinking. What was Wang Yincheng thinking when he saw him? What was he thinking about? His expression was so indifferent and indifferent, as if he didn't know him at all, but that look had never been seen before by Zhou Yi'an. Wang Yincheng is very indifferent to people and the people around him, but does not include him Zhou Yi'an. In the past, Wang Yincheng always looked at him with tender eyes and hatred and even laughed often.

What was he thinking about? Should he hate himself? So when you see yourself, you pretend to be calm? Or did he forget him completely and don't take him seriously?

Zhou Yi'an was very confused, and various emotions and thoughts made him breathless. He couldn't walk up and down, and he was not happy, like sitting on a needle felt.

So he didn't even notice in which direction Liu Heng was heading, and where to send him now.

After waiting for more than an hour, Zhou Yi'an noticed when the car arrived at his destination that Liu Heng sent himself home.

Zhou Yi'an looked at Liu Heng with a surprised expression on his face, and smiled dryly: "I thought you would take me in."

Liu Heng loosened his seat belt and turned his head to touch Zhou Yi'an's cheek: "Dousha is getting angry recently, and his mood is very bad. It is estimated that you will feel a lot of anger when you come over."

Zhou Yi'an just put aside Wang Yincheng's thing, "I don't mind!"

Liu Heng's lips chuckled slightly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes: "You take a rest today, and come out to eat tomorrow."

Zhou Yi'an was even more surprised. "You have something tonight?" He would ask this because he had known that this man was very forbidden/desire but also very indulgent/desirable during his four years with Liu Heng. Loyalty, psychologically and physiologically, never messing around outside, so that every time the two meet after a period of time, Liu Heng will almost be impatient to do with him, and is extremely indulgent.

But today, Liu Heng actually explained that when the sky came out to eat, he would not do anything today? !

Liu Heng nodded, not concealing: "Dousha is going to elementary school this year, but he is very against it. I have been doing his ideological work every day recently."

Zhou Yi'an smiled, but his smile froze on his lips, pulled the seat belt and turned to get off: "Follow you."

Zhou Yi'an had a temper tantrum. He knew that his son was very important to Liu Heng, but he didn't expect that Liu Heng had such a lukewarm attitude when he returned to his country. There was no sweetness between the two. Instead, it seemed like a layer of mist and a layer of mist, Liu Heng packed him directly back to his home, and repeatedly stressed that he was going back to accompany his son!

Zhou Yian fell to the door, took a salute in the trunk and turned to leave.

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Liu Heng's hand rested on the steering wheel, and his fingers beat the steering wheel at one time, until Zhou Yi'an's figure disappeared from his realization, he took out his mobile phone.

He called up the picture he had just taken in the parking lot. The picture shows the front of a man. The man stood beside the car with a faint expression, and his skin was very fair and delicate.

Liu Heng's finger pulled on the photo to enlarge the picture, and then moved the photo between the man's eyebrows. There was a very small cinnabar mole on the left side of the center of the eyebrows.

Liu Heng, the cinnabar mole, is very familiar with it. Almost every day, Liu Heng will see the cinnabar mole swaying under his eyelids, with the same size, color and position.

And that person is his own son.

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auzw.com Liu Heng put away his phone and left the car.

When she got home, Dousha was taking a nap, her tiny body curled up in the sand, her nose twitching, her mouth soft and tender, her new car toy in her arms.

Liu Heng threw his coat and bag on the other side of the sand. The nanny came out of the kitchen and greeted Liu Heng and went back.

Sitting on the edge of the sand, Liu Heng raised his hand and touched his son's small head melon. Bean paste turned over in his sleep and turned his little round **** at Liu Heng. There was a tenderness in Liu Heng's cold eyes, and he touched his son's head spoiledly, and then raised his hand, gently tossed the little long bangs on the child's forehead aside, revealing a clean white forehead He Juanxiu's eyebrows.

Liu Heng's index finger traced his son's forehead and eyebrows, and finally rested on the cinnabar mole on the left side of the eyebrow.

When Doudou was just born, no one noticed that he had a small mole on his forehead. When he opened it a little longer, the child was not so dark and crumpled. The family members noticed that he had a long, crooked beauty mole on his eyebrow. . Although the Liu family did not agree with Liu Heng’s practice of giving birth to a child by surrogacy, fortunately, Liu’s family did not have a son and a grandson. In addition, Liu Hengsheng’s son was also a very pink and beautiful son. Almost all of them shut up, no one said anything about Liu Heng.

Liu Heng named his son Liu Xu, but the small name of Dousha didn't know when it started to be called, but now Liu's family and friends around him know that Liu Heng has a particularly tender and beautiful young son with a brow The vermillion moles, which are pink and tender, must be a great beauty to harm people when they grow up.

When Dousha was a child, he looked like Liu Heng by five or six points, especially his eyebrows and nose. However, when he grew up, Liu family including Liu Heng now, Xiaodousha’s eyebrows began to grow, and his mouth, chin and eyes were not like Liu. Heng, but the longer the more beautiful, especially the tea golden eyes and long eyelashes, look like a little angel porcelain doll.

The generation of Liu Heng’s father didn’t say anything, but several siblings of the same generation had mentioned it with Liu Heng in private. This child probably looks more and more like his mother. It's an embryo that harms people. Liu Heng's face is indifferent, but he feels funny in his heart. Does it look like who makes any difference? Anyway, it was his son Liu Heng, and no one could take it away.

Liu Heng took out his mobile phone again, opened the album, brought up the photo, looked at the phone screen and looked at his son’s sleeping face, copying it a little bit, comparing his forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, chin, Even the ear lobe, face shape, and the final focal length of the sight are still the brows of children and men.

Liu Heng flipped agitated in his heart and was forced by himself. He threw his mobile phone on the sand, picked up the bean paste and walked towards the room. He didn’t understand why he was so anxious. In fact, there was no need at all, and it was inevitable when he met him. This city is nothing more than that, saying big or small but small, but he never thought that the blood bond is so deep. The bigger the bean paste, the more and more he looked like the man who gave birth to him, and now he recognized him at the airport.

There is no need for a paternity test or a medical report, just one glance, and Liu Heng can be sure that the person is.

Liu Heng took his son to his own room, put the child on the bed and covered it with a small quilt, patted his son on the back for a while, then closed the door and went out.

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The house that Lao Liu arranged for Wang Yincheng is in the urban area. The two rooms and one hall are finely decorated. The furniture and color TV have everything. You can move in with a bag.

Shao Zhiwen gave the key to Wang Yincheng, and took the people upstairs, but there was a dim sum.

Wang Yincheng threw the computer on the sand. When he turned his head, he saw Shao Zhiwen's brow furrowed and thoughtless expression. The expression of the child coming out of the airport was very serious. He looked at Shao Zhiwen and said, "What are you worried about?"

Shao Zhiwen looked up: "Ah? Oh, it's nothing, I wondered how the car I just scratched was so familiar?" After a pause, Wang Yincheng squeezed his eyes: "You know eo. I followed one of our department half a year ago. The person in charge wanted to make his manuscript. I asked him many times before and after and secretly followed his car. I didn't pay attention when I was at the airport. I thought for a while, I just seemed to rub his car."

Wang Yincheng sat on the sand, took a water cup from the coffee table, poured water, and dangled his eyes: "So?"

Shao Zhiwen also sat down with an inquiring expression: "I'm sure that the car was his just now, and it must be his! But who was the man who just got out of the car? His friends and relatives? Or did his company's recent senior executives have Change, airborne a management?" Shao Zhiwen touched his chin, and his curiosity could not be suppressed. This is not his gossip. They were stronger than the curiosity of ordinary people when they were doing news. They also captured information more than ordinary people. Come quickly.

Wang Yincheng took a sip of water, his expression was faint, and his long bangs obscured his expression. Was the ceo of Huarong Pharmaceutical? He thinks that he probably knows a little more than the children on the opposite side. Zhou Yi'an should not be a relative or friend or a company executive. The relationship between the two may be closer.

Shao Zhiwen suddenly threw his thigh and raised his eyebrows with excitement: "Yes, yes, yes! I think of it. Old Liu seems to have said that he is going to do the ceo interview, which is our financial section!!"

Wang Yincheng raised his eyes and looked seriously: "Character interview?"

Shao Zhiwen nodded: "Yes, old Liu said that the first thing he took after he took office was to take down the interview with that person. It is said that that person has not yet received any interviews with newspapers and magazines, which is really too low-key."

Wang Yincheng thought about the recent mainstream magazines and newspapers. Indeed, he rarely heard the top news of Huarong Pharmaceutical. However, there are quite a lot of column columns dedicated to Huarong Pharmaceutical’s stocks.

Shao Zhiwen left after not sitting for long. It is still working time. It is also the assignment of Wang Yincheng to receive Wang Yincheng, but he still has other work on hand, so it is not difficult to delay the slip.

Before leaving, don’t forget to remind Wang Yincheng at the door: "Turn right at the gate, there is a big market, turn left, there is a vegetable market, and then go to the back of the apartment, there is a commercial street. The neighborhood is quite busy, if you can’t find the road, You can ask people."

Wang Yincheng nodded: "I see."