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 120:

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Jiang Mian looked at Qi Yanshu. The latter had a natural look. When she looked over, a faint smile appeared in her eyes, and she nodded by the way, emphasizing that what she had just said was correct.

Jiang Mian: "..."

She said without blinking: "Dad, I'm on the set, and I'm talking about the same cast of actors."

The Han family has a bad relationship with the Qi family. Just because Qi Yanshu lives opposite her, the local tyrant wants her to move away. If he knows that Qi Yanshu is by her side and wants to be her father, the local tyrant will have to explode. No.

Qi Yanshu opened his lips, what he wanted to say, and swallowed back when the words reached his lips.

Just now, the power of the curse had occurred once, and his lips were a little pale and looked a little weak.

No matter, it is normal for Mianmian not to believe what he said, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't want to admit it, as long as he understands it in his heart.

"Mianmian, those actors who took the initiative to join in, don't pay attention to them, who knows whether they will come to join in the heat if you look good." The local tyrant father did not doubt Jiang Mian, he began to teach his baby daughter how to avoid it online A bad-hearted man.

"The so-called non-professional courtesy, you will steal if you are not rape." The local tyrant father's voice was sonorous, but the conversation changed, and he said, "But if you have something you particularly like, just tell Dad, Dad will give you..."

"..." Jiang Mian cried and laughed and interrupted the surprising language of the local tyrant father, "Dad, have you chosen?"

"Not yet." Tyrant father followed Jiang Mian's words, "Daddy sends you the photo, you choose one."

Before Jiang Mian could answer, the local tyrant said again: "The photos are no better than the real thing, so dad let me bring them to the house. You can choose it yourself, OK?"

The little nine in the heart of the local tyrant father: In this way, he can let his daughter go back to his house again!

Thinking of the scene of dozens of cats piled up together, Jiang Mian immediately shook his head and tactfully refused: "Dad, I still want to make a movie."

When the local tyrant father heard this, he was immediately reluctant to let his baby daughter rush home after work, and said without thinking: "Daddy happens to be almost busy with work today. I will come to your crew to visit."

"When you finish filming, Dad will take you to eat delicious food." The local tyrant said, "There is a Michelin restaurant that has a new signature dish. It has not been officially launched. Dad will take you to taste it first."

When Han Xu finished this sentence, the assistant next to him silently swallowed what he wanted to say: Where are you busy?!

The boss has three schedules before eleven o'clock in the evening.

Discuss the project with a partner, have dinner with the partner after the negotiation, and then visit a political leader.

The schedule is very full.

The assistant reminded again and again that the boss knew about it, but turned around and said to the end of the phone that he was busy.

The assistant was clutching his heart. He missed Zongzhu Han in the hospital so much. If Zongzhu Han was there at this time, he would have the courage to persuade the boss.

But he has no courage.

The boss made it clear to push all the itinerary tonight, just to see his daughter. If he rushes to persuade him, his salary will be deducted every minute.

But the problem is that the previous discussion meeting with the partner can be cancelled, it doesn't matter, it's the other party begging for Han.

But the latter is a political leader with a lofty position, and has made an appointment to visit today.

If the boss does not go suddenly, it is not an offense.

The assistant saw Khan on his forehead anxiously. The boss was still looking at the documents before, but after answering a phone call, his style changed and he ordered him to find expensive pet shops.

Then, the situation became like this.

The assistant took a deep breath, no, no, he had to persuade him even if his salary was deducted.

Two steps forward, the assistant bit the bullet and whispered: "President Han, Vice Governor Zhao is still at home waiting for your visit."

The enthusiastic Han Xu: "..."

He slowly raised his head and looked at the assistant, who was numbed by the scalp he looked at.

Han Xu clutched the receiver and asked him in a particularly soft voice: "What time is the appointment with Vice Governor Zhao."

Help ideals said without thinking, "Nine o'clock."

Han Xu: "What time is it?"

The assistant nerdy said: "...7:03:29."

"Dad?" The voice of the baby girl came from the phone. Han Xu didn't care about teaching the assistant who couldn't understand winking, put the phone to his ear again, and then heard the baby girl say, "Dad, then you come to the hotel to pick me up Okay, I'll wait for you."

Han Xu was instantly cooled and extinguished by the flames from the assistant's anger. He happily ended the call with his baby daughter, and said to the assistant: "Prepare the car."

The assistant looked like a hot wheel, and rushed out of the office: Fortunately, no salary was deducted!

...

Jiang Mian, who hung up the phone, wrote to Qi Yan with a smile: "Uncle Qi, sorry, my father is coming to pick me up, so I won't go to dinner with you."

Qi Yanshu: "..."

He lowered his long eyelashes lonely, and said to Luo Jiale: "Go back to the film and television city."

Luo Jiale had to follow suit.

When he arrived at the hotel, the rain was a lot lighter. Qi Yanshu held the umbrella and took Jiang Mian to the door of the hotel. Seeing that he didn't seem to want to leave, Jiang Mian felt helpless.

She found that Qi Yanshu seemed determined to be her father.

"Qi..."

"Mianmian." Qi Yanshu reached out and wiped off a drop of rain accidentally splashed on her hair, and whispered, "Is Han Xu your father?"

Jiang Mian looked back at him calmly and nodded generously: "Yes."

"Uncle Qi, if you want to be my dad, you need to ask my other dads for their opinions." Jiang Mian said simply.

Qi Yan's booklist showed contemplation, and after a moment of indulgence, he said: "The police officer, Brother Wuzhen, and Han Xu, there are three in total."

Jiang Mian stretched out his index finger and shook it.

Qi Yan expressed doubts in writing, and Jiang Mian said, "There is one more."

Qi Yanshu: "..."

Jiang Mian took out his mobile phone and pointed out a picture of the actor's father: "He is too."

Qi Yanshu's gaze fell on Qin Jingrun in the photo. This is a photo of the actor's father in a certain drama when Jiang Mian accidentally checked Weibo.

The beauty is incomparable, even if she is used to the face of the actor father, she still amazes her, and immediately save the picture.

He hesitated for a second, and said, "Anything else?"

Jiang Mian shook his head.

Qi Yanshu smiled, did not say anything, entered the rain curtain with an umbrella, and quickly disappeared in the car.

Jiang Mian: "?"

What does this laugh mean?!

After thinking for a while, I really couldn't figure out what happened to Qi Yanshu, so I stopped thinking about it.

She was never a tangled person.

She was sitting in the lounge area in the lobby waiting for the arrival of the local tyrant father. Just after sitting down, she received a request from a friend on WeChat.

——I am Song Ziyi

Jiang Mian agreed.

[Song Ziyi: Miss Jiang, thank you.

[Song Ziyi: I feel that I have three days left.

[Song Ziyi: Three days later, I will come to you again.

[Jiang Mian: No, stay with your father. These three days, submit all the evidence to Officer Lian, and he will give you justice.

Song Ziyi sent a grateful emoji.

After a while, she sent another message: [My dad... seems to feel it.

Song Ziyi originally intended to tell Song Xueliang the news of her death tomorrow, to make his father happy tonight.

She did not dare to contact her other friends, for fear that they would be frightened when they learned the truth, and she could not find someone to talk to.

So think of Jiang Mian.

This girl who saw her in the woods, praised her for her beauty, and helped her go home.

[Song Ziyi: He didn't ask me anything. After making me egg fried rice, he hurriedly went to the supermarket to buy shrimp and make my favorite fried crayfish.I said to go with him, but he wouldn't let it.

[Song Ziyi: He closed all the curtains in the house, and even wanted to turn off the lights and light the candles, saying that the light was too bright.

...

Song Ziyi posted a lot, Jiang Mian read them one by one, but she didn't know how to respond, she was not good at comforting.

[Since your father has noticed it, wait for him to come back and tell him the truth slowly. With the preparation, it will be easier to accept.

Thank you.

Song Ziyi put down Song Xueliang's cell phone-Song Xueliang hurried out the door without his cell phone.

The phone screen was a picture of Song Ziyi. Song Ziyi sobbed. Then she found her father's wallet on the coffee table.

Song Ziyi picked up his wallet and decided to find his father.

She strung the little star with a string and wore it around her neck, took an umbrella and went out. There is a large farmer's supermarket outside the community, and almost everyone in the community buys things in that supermarket.

Not surprisingly, my father would buy crayfish in this supermarket.

She is running out of time, so she should seize all the time she spends with her father.

When Song Ziyi arrived at the supermarket, she tried her best to avoid the crowd and looked over looking for Song Xueliang's figure. Soon, she found her father in the crowd.

Song Xueliang stood in front of a row of knives. There were many types of knives, such as kitchen knives, fruit knives, straight knives, machete knives, watermelon knives and so on.

Song Xueliang picked up a watermelon knife and put it down again after a while. After two seconds, he picked it up and put it down again.

After repeating this five or six times, he finally made up his mind and threw the watermelon knife into the cart.

——

"Xiao Jiang, why are you sitting here?" Yu Ran had a night show tonight. At this time, I returned to the hotel and saw Jiang Mian sitting alone in the lobby lounge area, a little surprised.

"Wait for someone." Jiang Mian said, frowning immediately, "Are you...?"

A large piece of medical gauze was pasted on the back of Yu Ran's hand, with bleeding stains in the middle.

Yu Ran: "I accidentally got hurt."

Shishi couldn't help saying: "If it wasn't for the rescue of Teacher Guan, how could Brother be injured."

Jiang Mian: "?"

"Stone." Yu Ran frowned.

Shishi put down his mouth and swallowed it back.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people came in at the door. The leader was Guan Xin. She put a blanket on her body and lowered her head. Zheng Xiaoyu walked in to protect her, suddenly seeing Jiang Mian and Yu Ran, his eyes rolled.

Directly pulled Guan Xin towards the two of them.

"Ms. Yu, Mrs. Jiang, what a coincidence." Zheng Xiaoyu said in surprise, "Ms. Yu, was on the set just now. Fortunately, you saved us Guan Guan, otherwise Guan Guan's face will be scratched."

Guan Xin bowed her head because she was wet and didn't want people to see her embarrassment.

In fact, when she entered the hotel, she saw Jiang Mian and Yu Ran, pretending not to see them-but did not expect Zheng Xiaoyu to pull her over without authorization.

She had no choice but to put out a smile on her stiff face: "Thank you, Teacher Yu."

I ignored Jiang Mian.

"Nothing." Yu Ran said lightly and smiled at Jiang Mian, "I'm going upstairs first."

Without even looking at Guan Xin, he turned and left.

However, the stone stared carefully in Guan Xin's direction.

Jiang Mian watched this scene calmly, thinking about Yu Ran's injury and Zheng Xiaoyu's words, it is not difficult to imagine what happened.

Guan Xin was about to leave, Zheng Xiaoyu deliberately pulled her away: "Teacher Jiang, I thought you were waiting for Teacher Yu here. It turned out not, who are you waiting for?"

At the same time, at the door of the hotel, the extravagant Rolls-Royce of the local tyrant slowly stopped.