I Have Four Dads After Transmigrating in a Novel

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, after the fastest update, I have four new chapters from my father!Chapter 87:

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Han Xu took Jiang Mian directly to his mansion. Jiang Mian was no stranger to this mansion. She lived here when it was Han Xu's turn to raise her as a child.

But after moving out to live alone, she never came back.

It was so late and learned that Jiang Mian was coming back, and the housekeeper waited at the door with a few servants. When Jiang Mian got out of the car, they respectfully bent over and said, "Welcome the lady back home."

Jiang Mian: "..."

"It's all gone." Han Xu waved, and the butler quickly led the people down.

Han Xu pushed Jiang Mian into her bedroom.

The bedroom is on the third floor. There are only two bedrooms on the third floor, Jiang Mian and Han Xu's.

The bedroom is large and tender. The most striking thing is the customized five-meter-wide bed, half of which is occupied by dolls.

Not only that, but they are also stacked on the wall.

Jiang Mian: "..."

Who put so many dolls so frantically.

Although these dolls are very cute and beautiful, but with so many piles, no matter how beautiful they are, they will dazzle their eyes after a long time.

"Dad, did you make these?" Jiang Mian pointed to these dolls. She probably understood why the original owner moved out to live independently.

"Yes." Han Xu didn't feel wrong at all, he hesitated, "If you don't like it, dad will let someone out tomorrow."

When he was young, the baby daughter told him that she liked to put dolls in the room so that she could play with her at home. Han Xu asked him to prepare a variety of furry dolls.

Later, the baby girl clamored to move out to live alone, but she didn't take any of the dolls she liked.

Han Xu guessed that these dolls were not "new" anymore, and his daughter didn't like it anymore, so when Jiang Mian couldn't live at home, he would stuff some new dolls into the room from time to time.

Over time, the room has been pushed more.

Because his daughter did not live at home, Han Xu was reluctant to throw away the dolls Jiang Mian had played with, and stayed.

What he thought was: If his daughter really doesn't like it anymore, let her take care of it when she returns home.

As a result, Jiang Mian never returned home after moving out.

Now that the baby girl comes back, Jiang Mian has the right to deal with these dolls. She can deal with it whatever she wants.

"Mianmian, after you moved out, I haven't moved anything in the room. It's the same as when you left." Han Xu pointed to a picture album on the desk and said, "Look, you painted half of it. Dad keeps his paintings."

It was getting late, Han Xu talked to Jiang Mian in the room for a while, then he helped Jiang Mian lie on the bed and coaxed her to say, "Hey, close your eyes and go to bed. When you fall asleep, Dad will leave.

Han Xu gently patted the quilt with his hand to coax Jiang Mian.

Although he knew that the baby girl had grown up, he didn't need him to coax, but seeing Jiang Mian lying on the bed, Han Xu inevitably remembered the scene of him raising Xiao Jiang Mian.

At that time, the baby girl was lying on this bed like this, let him sleep slowly.

However, such opportunities are rare, because he is busy with work, and Xiao Jiangmian is already asleep when he comes back often.

Now it is rare to have the opportunity to guard her daughter to sleep, even if her daughter has grown up, Han Xu still coaxed subconsciously.

Jiang Mian felt that the local tyrant would not leave without watching her fall asleep, so she had to close her eyes and pretend to fall asleep slowly.

After confirming that Jiang Mian was asleep, Han Xu's patting motion stopped.

Staring at the sleeping face of the baby girl for a while, Han Xu lowered his head and kissed Jiang Mian between his eyebrows.

Then he turned off the light and walked out of the bedroom carefully without making a sound.

Han Xu invited the butler, and ordered the breakfast tomorrow to follow Jiang Mian's taste, and the butler led away.

Han Jiayuan greeted him. He felt that he still had to ask the situation clearly so that he could deal with it, otherwise he might make a mistake if he didn't pay attention, and the boss would scold him.

"Ms. Han, how do you arrange that Miss Chu?"

Han Xu has been busy all day, sitting on the sofa and pinching his eyebrows, but he is happy when he thinks of the baby girl sleeping in the bedroom. By the way, he became a little more patient and said, "You look at the arrangement and find someone to arrange to meet her. The rest is at her own discretion."

"But this candidate..." Han Jiayuan was shocked by Han Xu's relaxed tone. This is not to go to the club to choose a male model. People choose a boyfriend with a low identity background. Then I find a few young people. Fool it.

"Is your head filled with tofu residue? So many young talents are not enough for you to select?"

Han Jiayuan: "..."

If he heard correctly, the boss meant that he wanted him to marry him online?

Han Xu yawned. He still had work to deal with tomorrow. He walked back to his room slowly-King Bomi asked him to help his daughter Zhang Luo blind date. There was no clear stipulation on the man’s family background, as long as Chu Nianshi liked it. it is good.

In that case, he cast a wide net and let Chu Nianshi choose himself.As for whether it can be found in the end, it doesn't matter to him.

He only does what he is supposed to do.

Waiting for Han Xu to wash and lie on the bed, slide the tablet, the picture above shows that he is visiting the official website of Heaven and Earth.

He wanted to order a few people to come home with his baby girl tomorrow.

After thinking about it, forget it.

He raised a mouth in the car, and the baby girl looked like she didn't like it.

He glanced at the photo of the male model on the official website and slid over. Except for the top card, he really didn't seem to have any good looks.

The local tyrant thinks: Maybe my daughter thinks these male models are not very long. I have time in the future to see if there are any better ones.

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After Han Xu exited the bedroom, Jiang Mian waited for a while before opening her eyes. She turned on the bedside lamp, got up and picked up the picture album that Han Xu said she had not finished before.

When I opened it, I found that the unfinished sketch was a portrait of a character, only the outline and eyebrows were drawn, but at a glance, I could tell that I wanted to paint a local tyrant.

Maybe it's because a few years later, maybe the original owner doesn't want to remember.

Therefore, the original owner's memory of living in this mansion is very vague.

Jiang Mian shook her head, picked up a doll on the ground, took out her mobile phone to call Tian Shi Daddy-after the call with Tian Shi Daddy was hung up by the local tyrant, she never found a chance to call Tian Shi Daddy again.

Now I finally had a chance, but the system prompts her that the number she dialed has been turned off. Jiang Mian had no choice but to do it.

She walked around the room, and slowly, some memories of living here before became clearer in her mind.

With a move in his heart, Jiang Mian's eyes fell on a beautiful glass bottle on the bookshelf. The glass bottle was filled with small drifting bottles, and each drifting bottle contained a small note.

The memory told Jiang Mian that the original owner wrote the words on the small piece of paper in the drifting bottle, but there was nothing in the memory.

After his daughter moved out, the local tyrant would visit this room if he had time, but he would not mess around with the contents.

Jiang Mian took down the glass bottle and poured all the floating bottles inside on the table. The little paper man quietly got out of her hair and unpacked the floating bottles with her.

Jiang Mian dismantled the drifting bottle casually, and only two words were written on the small note inside: It's annoying.

"I didn't come back today."

"It's OK to stay with me."

"Dad is a big bastard!"

"I hate dolls, I don't like them, but they are the only ones with me."

...

The little paper man took the initiative to pass the strip of paper to Jiang Mian, who poked his little head: "I'm sleepy, you can put them all back."

Little paper man: "?"

Jiang Mian returned to the bed, surrounded by all kinds of dolls. She and the dolls stared at them.

Finally, I grabbed a doll casually, meditated lazily, closed my eyes, and plunged myself into a deep sleep.

Jiang Mian was awakened by the ringtone of the mobile phone. She fumbled for a while and fumbled for the mobile phone from the pile of dolls. She didn't know how the mobile phone got into the pile of dolls.

"Mianmian, are you awake?" Tang Anan called. Jiang Mian asked for three days off. Although the girl didn't know the reason for Jiang Mian's leave, she would ask about Jiang Mian's situation on the Internet every day.

Jiang Mian: "..."

Can she answer the phone without waking up?

"What's the matter?" Jiang Mian sat up from the bed and pressed her back on her waist easily. She didn't have time to refine the wound medicine for herself, but the medicine used in the hospital was not much worse, and it didn't hurt much.

"It's Shen Shiqing. He came to the crew to give you a lot of food and everything to eat." Tang An'an's voice was a little bit incredulous, "Nothing for Guan Xin."

Jiang Mian: "..."

Tang An'an said: "He asked me where you are, of course I can't tell him." Besides, she didn't know where Jiang Mian was.

"He is so weird, why did he come to the crew to give you something. Now everyone is discussing that Guan Xin has fallen out of favor, and it seems that you made her fall out of favor." Tang Anan felt inexplicable about Shen Shiqing's hand, no He knew what to say, so he immediately contacted Jiang Mian to let the little boss know about it.

"I see." Jiang Mian said, "Don't pay attention to him. If he takes the wrong medicine, he will go crazy."

Tang Anan heard the inattention in Jiang Mian's tone, as if he was not surprised by Shen Shiqing's behavior.

So she calmed down.

After finishing the call with Tang An'an, Jiang Mian didn't worry about the matter. Shen Shiqing was a mentally ill patient with her. As long as he didn't provoke her, he could do whatever he wanted.

She stood up and got up, and saw the little paper man writhing on the desk.

I walked over and found that the little paper man was still sorting out the drifting bottles.

The drift bottle is small, and the strip of paper inside is easy to take out-the little paper man holding the drift bottle can pour out the strip of paper.

But it was necessary to roll up the unfolded paper strips and then put them back. For the little paper man, this was a difficult action. After working all night, he didn't put all the paper strips back in.

Jiang Mian: "..."

Seeing the serious actions of the little paper man, she always felt that she was driving child labor.

"Come on, go on." She poked the little paper man's head again and went to wash in the bathroom.

After washing, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Mian opened the door. Standing at the door was the housekeeper, and a servant pushed the dining car.

Seeing Jiang Mian, the housekeeper hurriedly said: "Miss, Mr. said you have injuries on your body. Don't get out of bed easily. Go to bed and lie down."

Jiang Mian ignored this, she asked, "Where is Dad?"

"Mr. left to work at six o'clock," said the butler.

The housekeeper used to work in a mansion. He knew Jiang Mian when he was a child. He knew Jiang Mian's temperament well. He didn't expect to see Jiang Mian for a few years. When Jiang Mian was suddenly taken home by Han Xu, his temper was much better than before.

The housekeeper was a little relieved: the lady used to be small and ignorant, so she had a bad temper.Now that he is grown up and sensible, he is much more pleasing than before.

Jiang Mian, who got this answer, was not surprised. The steward said: "Breakfast is prepared according to your taste. You can choose whatever you want."

After the servant puts the breakfast, Jiang Mian said, "Retreat."

"Your injury..." The housekeeper hesitated, and Han Xu told him when he left that he must keep Jiang Mian's attention and not allow her to get out of bed at will.

"It's okay." Jiang Mian said obediently, "I don't move."

The housekeeper and servant had to leave the room.

There are many types of breakfast, more than 20 kinds in total, without repetitions. Jiang Mian can't laugh or cry. Does the local tyrant think she is a big stomach king.

I picked something casually, and while I was eating, the phone rang again, it was a pure number.

Jiang Mian raised her eyebrows, and she was somewhat impressed by this number.

After thinking about it, she connected the phone, and Shen Shiqing's voice came from the receiver: "Miss Jiang, I have sent the four to the police station. Do you like this gift?"

It took two seconds for Jiang Mian to think of the four people Shen Shiqing had mentioned. They were the four dudes headed by Huang Wenkang who liked to play with women with drugs.

"I went to the crew today. You are not here. I heard that you have asked for leave. I don't know if I have the honor to ask you to have a casual meal?"

"Yes." Jiang Mian said lightly, "you are not afraid of being beaten."