The Villainess Female Supporting Character Raising Her Bun

Jiang Mingyuan looked up at his child, trying to reach out and touch him.

He just got the test report today, and even though he was already mentally prepared, when he saw that conclusion, Jiang Mingyuan was still at a loss.

He had children, grew up in places he had never seen, lived healthy and wanton, and did not seem to know or need his father's existence.

Jiang Mingyuan looked at the paintings he got from the kindergarten. There wasn't only him and his mother on it. He didn't have his own position. He forgot his feelings at that time, and returned to God.

After calming down, Jiang Mingyuan also regretted his hasty behavior and felt that he might not have passed.

What did he come to say? Did I tell Cheng Huan that I knew Jiang Xingchen was my son and wanted to take him away, or did I know that this was my child and I was willing to marry you for your child?

Neither option is suitable.

In the past, he has never been involved in the life of the mother and son in the past few years. To the child, he is just a stranger. To the child's mother, he is a sperm provider and a one-night stand. He has no reason to There is no stand to ask this child.

On the other side, Jiang Mingyuan confessed that he could not marry a stranger in order to give the child a complete family. This decision was hasty and irresponsible, and even if he was willing, the other two parties may not necessarily agree.

Jiang Mingyuan thought a lot, countless times wanted to speak to make the driver turn around, and finally he still came. When he came, he hesitated. A new idea emerged after taking a step, and he was overthrown by himself.

This continued until he stood outside the stall and saw the child sitting by the door.

Various foods in the night market are mixed with strong aromas. The floor has no previous color because of oil smoke and sewage. This is a place he would never come to, but his children live very well here.

Jiang Mingyuan couldn't control the pace of his approach. He walked in front of the child and wanted to speak to him, and he held back again.

He is just a stranger and it will scare the child.

"Uncle, you're blocking me."

He heard the child say, probably because his eyes were open for a long time, and his eyes were sour, so he reached out and rubbed his eyes.

The first time I saw him at such a close range, Jiang Mingyuan felt a lot of tenderness flowing through his heart, mixed with a bit of joy.

"I'm sorry." He spoke, letting go, and the light spilled over this area again, reflecting a little bit of gray on the star's face, and it looked like Qing Jiang Mingyuan.

The stars finally saw what the uncle looked like, and it looked pretty good.

It looks just as good as his new doll, but worse than his mother. The star thought, lowered his head and traced the moon again, and decided to forgive the uncle once.

Jiang Mingyuan didn't go far. He sat down next to him. He was wearing a smart suit, shiny leather shoes, meticulous hair, and a wristwatch worth six figures. The whole person was out of step with the atmosphere of the night market.

He was sitting not too close to the stars, and looking at the child's side, he rarely felt cramped. He wanted to say something, and after thinking for a long time, he finally started.

"What are you drawing?"

The stars have painted the moon. He is painting the ground. He first draws a square, and then draws four legs below. It looks like a table, but it is a bit deformed.

Jiang Mingyuan believes that if he draws a table in the way he draws, he will definitely not be successful.

"Drawing my mother and me." Xingxing felt that the uncle next to him looked good, and he was happy to take care of him. After answering the questions, he moved his position aside, and introduced Jiang Mingyuan: "This is the moon, this is The table, the moon cakes on the table, I made with my mother. "

"Mom is so good-looking, I haven't drawn it yet, uncle you and so on." Xing Xing said, and moved his position to a place with bright lights, and continued to complete his masterpiece.

Jiang Mingyuan thought the child was very cute, and he felt a bit lost because of his uncle's title. How could he call his uncle?

In the end, an adult, Jiang Mingyuan did not let that loss of life exist for a long time. He picked up his mood at the fastest speed, took the opportunity to move the position closer to the stars, and watched his painting.

Xingxing has a very serious attitude. He doesn't listen to anything outside the window. When he draws, his small body is straight. Unlike some children, they can't wait to lie on the table.

His mother taught the child very well, Jiang Mingyuan thought to himself, and took another layer of Cheng Huan's senses.

Because of the transaction five years ago, his initial view of the child's mother was not very good. Later, he checked the past of the other party and found that the interpersonal relationship was complicated and there was no fixed job, so the senses were even worse.

He even had a dark suspicion that if the other party did not kill the child, was he born for the benefit of using the child in the future?

Now it seems that it is the heart of his villain. The child's mother obviously cares about him. It can be seen from the scene in the star painting. The previous actions are probably because of the young.

Also, still young, I am only 24 years old this year.

It's okay to be young at all ages, not to mention that now it has stabilized, and small businesses are doing well. Jiang Mingyuan looked around this small booth and thought about it.

The booth is a little bigger than the others. The guests are full and some people are waiting in line. Most people are satisfied when they eat. The craftsman who wants to make things will not be bad.

It was probably infected by the surrounding atmosphere. Jiang Mingyuan was also curious about the barbecue. He called the driver who was waiting outside. The driver was surprised when he heard the request, but he went in line as instructed by the boss.

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Mingyuan continued to watch the children painting next to him. With the outline of the stars, a woman's figure gradually appeared on the drawing paper, but it was different from what the stars said. The people drawn by him looked a little ... strange.

Jiang Mingyuan's eyes overflowed with a little smile, remembering the painting he got from kindergarten, the people above it were boxy, like a matchbox.

Compared with that painting, although it is not so good-looking now, it is much better than that time.

Well, it is indeed his son.

Before Xingxing painted her mother, Jiang Mingyuan asked the driver to buy the barbecue there.

Freshly roasted, still steaming meat was placed on a dinner plate and brought by a slightly fat woman.

In this environment, Xingxing is almost immune to the smell of barbecue, but the aroma that is so close is not easy to be ignored. He looks up at the aroma, looks at the meat inside, and smiles at the person holding the tray. Six teeth: "Aunt Xu is good."

"Well, good star." Xu Li put the barbecue in front of Jiang Mingyuan, and smiled and asked whether the star was tired or hungry.

For the son of the boss's family who hasn't seen it a few times, Xu Li likes it in his heart, looks beautiful and is well-behaved, and speaks sweetly. Why can't she have such a child?

"Not tired." Xing Xing shook his head, because he was blocked by light, he put down his paintbrush and talked to Xu Li.

She said it was hard work. Auntie, you have to drink more water. Auntie tell my mother not to keep her too busy.

Xu Li laughed at him with two or three words, and kissed his face with a smile, before returning to work happily.

Jiang Mingyuan watched their interaction aside, and he was a little appetizing.

This little kid, even if he kisses his mother, how can he kiss others? See how sweet an aunt's mouth is, why is he so dry when he calls his uncle?

And the boss was unhappy when he blocked his light, but the man blocked the light but nothing happened!

He gritted his teeth, swallowed the unreasonable sourness in his mouth, and asked the star with a flattering attitude: "Do you eat meat?"

"I don't eat it." Stars stared at the meat and shook her head firmly.

The mother said that she couldn't eat what the stranger gave her, and she lied to her.

Xing Xing doesn't want to be fooled away, he can't see his mother after he cheated, so he implemented this warning very thoroughly.

No matter how delicious it is!

His son didn't buy it, Jiang Mingyuan could only eat the barbecue alone.

Yakiniku never appeared on the table of President Jiang before today. The spices were too heavy. He couldn't get used to it. He just gave up a bunch of meat and gave up.

However, he did not eat it, nor did he throw away the barbecue. The flavour of the meat was still there.

The stars were surrounded by this strong fragrance, and the more they smelled, the more they became hungry, and the more they became hungry. He couldn't paint anymore. Turning his head a bit disgustingly, he said to Jiang Mingyuan, "Uncle, change your place."

Jiang Mingyuan was puzzled: "... why?"

The little star Xinghuang sighed, "I can't paint well if you eat here."

While he was talking, he still glanced at the barbecue from time to time.

Jiang Mingyuan knew for a moment, and his psychology was a little funny. He just said rightly that he shouldn't come, and now he can't stand it.

Although his son's eyes were pitiful and cute, Jiang Mingyuan didn't plan to give him anything to eat.

Adding too much spices is unhealthy!

He snorted, instead of throwing things away in front of the child, he called and asked the driver to take them away.

The grilled meat disappeared from the front with the tray, and the lingering fragrance became much lighter. The stars finally came out of the obsession with the grilled meat. He looked at Jiang Mingyuan and fixed his sight on the drawing paper in front of him.

It was just that the maggots in the stomach were hooked out, but it was not easy to press them down. The star felt that he could not bear the hunger, and drew the pen with two strokes.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Mingyuan stood up and asked.

People come and go here, what should I do if the little one is lost?

"I'm going to find my mother." Xing Xing replied, trotting to the far right.

Jiang Mingyuan followed closely, watching the stars ran to Cheng Huan, so he did not step forward again.

They said he looked like a star, what if he passed and was recognized?

He still hasn't figured out what to do with the sudden addition of children, which is not suitable for meeting the mother of the child.

Jiang Mingyuan took a step to the side to let others block his figure.

Cheng Huan turned around and looked at the barbecue. She didn't see the "pretty uncle" said by the star. She didn't take it seriously. She opened the box and brought out a box of pastries to the little guy.

"I can't finish it all, I can only eat two, don't you know?"