The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

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Zhou Hengyuan was shown a face, hung up the phone angrily, and then figured out something was wrong.

Didn't this person say that he doesn't have any other thoughts about the mother of the child? So what is he fussing about now?

He pinched his chin, lost in thought, didn't know what he thought of, and laughed out loud.

Here, Jiang Mingyuan was hung up on the phone, and finally drove the car out of the garage.

Upstairs, Xing Xing was lying in front of the window, watching the black car slowly driving away, turned to Cheng Huan and said, "This is Dad's car."

"You know all this?" Cheng Huan was a little surprised.

The car was already driving out of sight, Xing Xing looked back and nodded: "I remember!"

...

Jiang Mingyuan returned home and went straight to the study. He still had work to do.

The excitement in the body has not completely faded away, and today's work efficiency is extremely high. The work that was originally expected to be completed at twelve o'clock was completed before ten o'clock.

The long hours of work made his eyes a little sore, he pinched the base of his nose, closed his eyes and raised his head, leaning on the chair.

The phone rang again, Jiang Mingyuan closed his eyes and did not move.

The ringing stopped for a while, and then rang again after two seconds. He finally opened his eyes, fished out the phone, and pressed to answer.

The voice on the other end of the phone still sounded gentle: "Are you disturbing your work?"

Jiang Mingyuan raised his head and said no lightly.

"You child, you are always busy so late, and you have to pay attention to your health when you make money..." The man babbled on, all of which were words of concern. Jiang Mingyuan only listened, and occasionally responded with concise words.

After talking over there, the phone fell silent. Jiang Mingyuan felt a little sleepy. After a while, he heard him ask again: "Are you still angry with your mother?"

Jiang Mingyuan said, "Don't think too much about it."

"I know you're not happy about bringing someone back without authorization, but you have to understand Mom, how old you are, and I'm also worried because you don't have a companion until now." Just stay single."

Every time the mother and son talked about this issue, Jiang Mingyuan felt exhausted. He didn't want to argue, so he just said: "I have plans for this matter."

"It's good to have a plan, and I won't be unable to hold my grandson until now." Gu Mingli sighed, and asked tentatively: "Do you really have no girl you like?"

A figure flashed in his mind, Jiang Mingyuan paused and said no.

"Forget it if you don't have one. If you have one, you can bring it back for me to see." Gu Mingli didn't notice that he hesitated for a moment, and said another thing: "I heard that you recently had trouble with the Chu family. A little unhappy?"

She said: "I've heard Chu Xun talk about this, and she didn't do it on purpose. Why do you do that to a girl? You can't get off the stage. You have to find a time to make an appointment some other day..."

"It goes without saying." Jiang Mingyuan interrupted her: "I'm sleepy, so go to bed early, Mom."

After speaking, I hung up the phone.

Every conversation with his mother was full of unhappiness. Jiang Mingyuan was actually almost used to it, but getting used to it didn't mean happiness. He leaned back in his chair and looked up at the roof. After a long time, he got up and went to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, hot water flowed down from the top of the head, along the cheeks, to the chest, waist and abdomen, and then divided into two streams through the legs, and flowed down the ankles to the floor.

Jiang Mingyuan raised his head and let the water hit his face. He closed his eyes and held his breath. After a full two minutes, he touched his face with his hands and opened his eyes.

After taking a shower, Jiang Mingyuan tied a bath towel, dried his hair, and prepared to go to bed.

There is also a photo of their family of three on the bedside. The photo was taken when he was a child. The combination of handsome men and beautiful women plus a cute child looks very warm.

It's just a look, Jiang Mingyuan twitched the corners of his mouth, with a sarcastic expression, he pressed the photo and didn't want to look at it anymore, and reached out to turn off the light.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Mingyuan was still a little sleepless, his mind kept replaying the scene of getting along with those two people in the afternoon, and the depression in his heart subsided a lot.

The good memories made the sleepiness come back again, and when he was drowsy, another thought suddenly popped up in his mind: when he, Xing Xing, and Xing Xing’s mother, let’s take a photo together.

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Jiang Mingyuan came again the next day and played with Xing Xing at home all day, and naturally ate at home again at noon.

Originally, there were only myself and Xing Xing, but Cheng Huan basically only cooked two dishes, which was too wasteful.

But when Jiang Mingyuan came, the two dishes felt a little shabby, at least four or five, and the house was no better than a restaurant, and it was very troublesome to cook. Cheng Huan was a little unhappy, and planned to drive people away at night.

However, Jiang Mingyuan had no sense of being unwelcome at all, and had no intention of leaving at all. When it was time for dinner, he would get up and ask if he needed help.

Cheng Huan was a little itchy again. She glared at Jiang Mingyuan, thinking that this man might not be able to drive him away, so she really assigned him a job: "Help me wash the vegetables."

The vegetables bought from the farmers were not as clean as those grown in the greenhouse, and every leaf was covered with mud. Jiang Mingyuan had no objection. He took the vegetables and found a basket to wash them.

"I know how to do this!" Xing Xing realized that he had washed vegetables before, and they washed them very well. He jumped up and followed Jiang Mingyuan's buttocks, and volunteered to help on tiptoe.

It was cold, and Jiang Mingyuan didn't dare to let him play in the water, so he persuaded the little guy to go back to play with kind words.

The water in the pond was very cold. Jiang Mingyuan broke open the stalks and washed the mud inside. He did not move fast, but he was very careful. He washed everything and put it in the basket.

Cheng Huan is cooking steamed fish. This dish is very simple. The sea bass is placed on a plate, piled with chopped peppers, and steamed in a wok.

Chopped peppers are made by myself. When paired with sea bass, it can not only enhance the freshness and taste, but also cover up the fishy smell of the fish. It is a very good partner.

Put the dish into the steamer, add water to cover, turn on the power and set the time intensity, and then you can do other things.

Seeing Cheng Huan turn around, Jiang Mingyuan handed her the vegetable basket and asked, "Is there anything else I can help with?"

"Help me wash the taro." After the first time, it became much easier after that. Cheng Huan pointed in the direction and said.

Jiang Mingyuan took the things in the direction of her fingers and continued to wash them.

The taro was very small, with a lot of mud on it. He poured it into the sink and turned on the tap.

Seeing that the taro had been submerged in the water, Jiang Mingyuan reached out to pick up the brush at the side, and was about to wash it, when Cheng Huan rushed over in a hurry.

"Don't move yet!" She held a pair of gloves in her hand and handed them over: "Wash with gloves on, or your skin will itch easily."

Jiang Mingyuan took the glove and thanked Cheng Huan with a smile.

"It's okay." Cheng Huan waved his hand and went back to blanch her ribs.

It was the first time for Jiang Mingyuan to wear this kind of kitchen gloves. It was a novel experience. Taro was easier to wash than green vegetables, and he finished it in a short time.

The taro after brushing off the mud still didn't look good. Looking at the blackness, Jiang Mingyuan took the things to Cheng Huan and asked how to eat them.

"Steam with ribs." Cheng Huan took out a pressure cooker, filled it with water, threw the taro into it, and covered it.

"Is that so?" Jiang Mingyuan felt a little weird.

Cheng Huan glanced at him and didn't say a word. After the pressure cooker turned off the steam, he said to him, "This is for skinning."

After cooking for a while, the skin and flesh of the taro are easy to peel. Jiang Mingyuan took the bowl of taro from Cheng Huan and continued to help.

"It's really much more convenient." He was peeling the skin while Cheng Huan was washing the pot. The two of them stayed in the small kitchen and were very close to each other, so they didn't feel awkward at all.

The meal at night was also credited to Jiang Mingyuan. After it was ready and served on the table, he took Xing Xing to wash his hands.

Having learned the lesson from yesterday, the father and son did not dare to play too wildly today, and when they came out after washing their hands, they were all dry.

Probably because it contained the fruits of his own labor, Jiang Mingyuan felt that today's food was very delicious, so he went to wash the dishes as usual after eating.

There was a news broadcast on the TV, and Cheng Huan and Xing Xing were watching it together. The little guy basically couldn't understand, and he had to ask everything he saw.

Jiang Mingyuan wiped his hands, walked out of the kitchen, and looked at them, feeling a little reluctant to leave.

He didn't think about it for long, decided to follow his inner choice, and took two steps forward to sit on the sofa. Sensing the collapse of the sofa next to him, Cheng Huan turned his head to look at him, said nothing, and continued to stare at the TV. When Xing Xing asked questions again, more people answered them.

Xing Xing was about to take a shower and go to bed after the Newslink broadcast, Cheng Huan asked Xing Xing to wait outside the bathroom to find him a change of clothes.

When she came out with her clothes, Jiang Mingyuan stood at the door and reached out to her: "Let me come."

Cheng Huan didn't move.

"Go and rest, I'll help Xingxing take a bath." Jiang Mingyuan looked at her with a smile: "As a father, I can't just play with him."

Hearing this, Cheng Huan's attitude was a little loose, and he was still skeptical: "Will you?"

Jiang Mingyuan touched his nose and said that he had never done it before: "There must be a first time."

"That's fine." What he said made sense, Cheng Huan handed over the thing in his hand: "If it doesn't work, call me."

"Don't worry." Jiang Mingyuan said something, and walked into the bathroom with Xingxing.

Before going in, Jiang Mingyuan didn't think it was difficult to bathe children, but after he actually implemented it, he realized that he was very wrong.

The house Cheng Huan rented was not big, and there was only a shower in the bathroom. It was the first time that Xing Xing let his father take a bath. At first, he was not used to it, and he always moved around. After he got used to it, he started to make trouble again.

With foam on his head, he shook his head under the shower, and the foam and water droplets flew around. Jiang Mingyuan couldn't stop him in time, and his body was wet a lot.

The little guy who did something bad was still giggling, Jiang Mingyuan was angry and helpless, and asked him to stand still with a straight face.

Xing Xing was not afraid of him at all, and hid everywhere like a loach. Jiang Mingyuan was reluctant to attack him, and he was soaked through before he finished the bath.

Jiang Mingyuan was exhausted after taking a shower. He dried Xing Xing and got dressed, opened the bathroom door and went out.

Cheng Huan was standing outside the bathroom, and was stunned when he saw Jiang Mingyuan's appearance.

The man is tall, with broad shoulders and long legs, and he wears a suit even when he is not working.

The suit was taken off when I went in, and there was only a thin shirt with the cuffs rolled up a few times. It was completely soaked and stuck to the body. The white shirt was almost translucent after being soaked in water. Blocking effect. Under the light, the man's smooth muscles are undoubtedly revealed through the fabric, with a strong temptation, his hair is also wet, dripping water, looks a little embarrassed, but has a different flavor.

Cheng Huan looked at him and felt that the temperature on her face was rising a bit. She coughed and looked away, pulled Xingxing over, and said to him, "It's easy to catch cold in wet clothes. You should also take a bath."