In the capital, Wei Qingfan returned home and told Li Wanyi and Li Miaoyu about the situation at Jiang Qinghuai. Then he saw Li Miaoyu's eyes widened and his expression seemed to be a little surprised, "Then I guessed it right, right?
"
"You're quite happy, aren't you?"
Wei Qingfan stretched out his hand to knock her, but Li Miaoyu stepped aside and hummed: "Of course I am happy, it shows that I have a clever plan... From now on, you are not allowed to call me 'Miaomiao', you have to call me 'Zhuge Miao'..."
"Okay, Zhuge Miaomiao."
Wei Qingfan nodded, "I will call you that when I see your parents next time."
"It's a nickname anyway. My parents will definitely understand it."
Li Miaoyu chuckled, and Li Wanyi glared at her and asked: "What's going on with that photo?"
"Well……"
Wei Qingfan was a little embarrassed and explained in a low voice: "When you were cooperating with Leica last year, didn't you go there on a business trip?"
"Oh~"
Li Miaoyu trailed off and nodded, "Were we holding hands then?"
"……It does not matter."
Wei Qingfan coughed dryly, "I met a photographer at that time and took some photos for us. This one should have been taken by him when we were leaving... I have asked the magazine lock screen to remove this photo.
Already."
"Then why does this photo appear on the magazine lock screen?"
Li Miaoyu tilted her head as if thinking, "Besides, isn't this an infringement?"
"Anyway, if you don't show your face on camera, it doesn't count as an infringement of your portrait rights."
Wei Qingfan explained, "It may be a violation of privacy, but there is no need to pursue it..."
As he was talking, his phone rang and received a message from Ma Keyu, the leader of the "Magazine Lock Screen" project team. Li Miaoyu also came over to take a look and saw that it was the source of the photo.
The photo is the award-winning work of this year's Tokyo International Photography Festival. The photo is called "Future" and the photographer is Matsui Junzan, a well-known photographer in the industry.
Wei Qingfan thought for a while and replied: "I know, just take down the photo and don't push it again."
"OK."
Ma Keyu on the other end of the network quickly replied and asked: "Mr. Wei, is there anything else you need me to do?"
Wei Qingfan: "No, just rest."
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Wei."
After Ma Keyu replied, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but wipe his sweat.
He really didn't notice the photo at first, but after Wei Qingfan re-sent it and asked him to remove the photo, he immediately recognized who the two people in the photo were.
After he recognized it, he felt like crying. He felt that he had finally found such a good job, but he lost it for such an inexplicable reason.
Fortunately, the worst case did not happen. Mr. Wei was not angry. Seeing that he apologized in a hurry, he comforted him.
"Is this the end?"
Although Mr. Wei's words meant that it would be over after the photos were taken down, Ma Keyu still had an unreal feeling.
After thinking about it, he decided to continue working overtime. He stayed in his study room at home and "checked" all the pushed lock screen wallpapers one by one.
What if Mr. Wei forgets?
What if there are other photos?
"Are you sure this is the only photo?"
At Tang Ning's home, Li Wanyi also asked with a half-smile, "If I come back and take a few more photos, I'm afraid your colleague's heart won't be able to bear it..."
"I didn't say anything to him."
Wei Qingfan said angrily, "Who do you think I am? Besides, one award-winning photo is enough, how many more can be taken? No one is free to take pictures of me all day long, right?"
"It's such a coincidence that it happened with Qingqing..."
Li Miaoyu pursed her lips, looking very regretful and dissatisfied, "Logically speaking, I should be the one responsible for this kind of thing?"
Li Wanyi said angrily: "You are the third female lead, it would be great if you have a role!"
"Nonsense, I'm obviously the first girl."
Li Miaoyu snorted, "No matter what you say, I am the female lead... By the way, have you read the discussion online?"
"Which aspect?"
"Story!"
"That's not interesting."
Li Wanyi got up and left the living room, went back to the bedroom to see the baby, "Tell him."
Wei Qingfan took Li Miaoyu's hand and said with a smile: "What discussion?"
"me."
Li Miaoyu grabbed his hand and wanted to follow him to see the baby. At the same time, he whispered: "Didn't you tell me about buying lottery tickets? Then I saw that many people on the Internet were talking about what kind of high school students can easily take out the lottery tickets."
I lent more than 2,000 yuan to a classmate, and it must be a fair and beautiful heroine..."
Wei Qingfan said funnyly: "You added the last three words, right?"
"Bai Fumei must be the heroine, that's what I mean."
"That's not necessarily true. The Bai Fumei in the TV series are all the second female leads, and they are very vicious..."
"Who are you calling evil?"
"A TV show!"
"A thousand readers have a thousand Hamlets. Everyone's interpretation of the plot characters is based on personal cognition. With so many white, rich and beautiful characters, you will remember the vicious one...it means that this is how it is in your heart."
Li Miaoyu stretched out her hand to pinch him, "How dare you say you have no prejudice against me?"
"Your logic is a bit nonsense, isn't it? Hiss... you are really nonsense!"
The two came to the bedroom. Li Wanyi was chatting with Wang Shuhua. Seeing them coming over, Wang Shuhua said with a smile: "Come and take a look, she is learning to turn over."
The two of them walked over and saw the little guy waving his two fat little hands. They didn't know what he wanted to do, and occasionally said "Hey".
"Why do I think he wants his mother to hold him?"
Li Miaoyu cooed twice, then leaned over and said sweetly: "Baby, do you want a hug?"
The little guy looked at her with his big black eyes, stretched out his arms and said "yeah" and "yeah", and seemed to be in a good mood.
"He wants me to hold him, do you see that?"
Li Miaoyu was proud, but did not hug him because he knew that he was not skilled in holding him and had no strength. He would be tired after holding him for a while.
She also stretched out her hand, poked his delicate little hand with her fingers, and then squeezed it gently, "Hold hands with Aunt Miao, okay? Hold hands..."
Wang Shuhua said with a smile: "I am really close to Miaomiao. I beamed as soon as I saw Miaomiao..."
Li Wanyi glanced at Wei Qingfan, curled her lips and said, "He has the same virtue as his father."
"What do you mean?"
Because his mother was here and he was afraid that she would be worried, he didn't mention Jiang Qinghuai's affairs. After chatting casually, Wei Qingfan sent a message to his father, who was bored upstairs and ran downstairs, asking him to come up for dinner.
Wei Peng came back, washed his hands, entertained his grandson for a while, and the nanny also prepared the meal. The little guy seemed to know that it was time to eat, and he also started shouting "Wow" and "Wow".
Wei Qingfan accompanied Li Wanyi to feed her son milk powder, and then went to eat together.
The weather was good, not too cold or too hot. When we went for a walk after dinner, we took the little one out and walked together. Li Miaoyu wanted to accompany the baby, so he decisively abandoned Haha and let Wei Qingfan hold it in front while he followed the baby.
Slowly slip up.
Back upstairs, Li Wanyi went to take a shower, Li Miaoyu looked at the baby, and Wei Qingfan sent a message to Jiang Qinghuai, but there was no reply, so he went to take a shower first.
When he came out, he saw his mother and Miaomiao in the living room, holding a tablet and video chatting with Jiang Qinghuai. Wei Qingfan asked: "Where is Wanwan?"
Li Miao said: "I'm doing laundry."
Wang Shuhua stood up, picked up her grandson, and said, "Okay, I'll take the baby back to sleep."
Since he hasn't given a name yet, "Baby" has become the little guy's temporary nickname.
After his mother left, Wei Qingfan hugged Li Miaoyu and sat down on the sofa. He looked at Jiang Qinghuai on the 10-inch large screen of his tablet and said with a smile, "What are you doing?"
"Just finished taking a shower."
Jiang Qinghuai was probably in the bedroom, his voice soft and authentic, "Don't worry, my dad and I have already called a truce."
Li Miaoyu asked in a low voice: "Did we have a fight?"
"It shouldn't count."
Jiang Qinghuai shook his head, "My dad's attitude is much gentler than I expected, not so fierce..."
Her emotions were a bit complicated when she spoke. Li Miaoyu smiled and said, "I'm starting to feel sorry for your dad again, right?"
Without waiting for Jiang Qinghuai to answer, she said with a smile: "I can understand it very well. My senior sister and I have both gone through this stage. Let me tell you, don't feel guilty. You should think this way. It's all Wei Qingfan's fault...
…”
Wei Qingfan said helplessly: "Why is it all my fault?"
"It was your fault in the first place."
Li Miao glared at him with a loud voice, "If you only had me as the heroine, wouldn't there be so many things? Wanwan and Qingqing don't have to go through this..."
Jiang Qinghuai said angrily: "Why are you you?"
"Because that's what I thought!"
Li Miaoyu said confidently, "If you want, of course you can think that you are the only heroine... Anyway, the result will be the same, it's all the fault of the dog man.
"And, even if this is the case, we are still good daughters, filial, well-behaved, and obedient. Of course, the most important thing is to live a happy life, so that they will feel at ease."
She enthusiastically recounted her experience, "Senior sister and I will go together later. Don't let him go first. We have a good relationship. This will put your dad at ease and it will be much more effective than what he used to do."
"Look at my mother. She was worried at first, but she finally felt at ease when she discovered that my senior sister is very good to me. In this situation, Wei Qingfan alone is not enough to make them feel at ease."
"No, no, no."
Jiang Qinghuai quickly stopped him, "Don't come over here. I'll be back at home in two days. If you want to play the role of sisterly love, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future, so as not to backfire."
"Um?"
Li Miaoyu tilted his head and looked at her suspiciously, "Do you think my method is bad, or do you simply think I'm unreliable?"
"You are very reliable, and this method is also very good."
Jiang Qinghuai smiled and said, "Let my dad calm down for a while and don't irritate him first. My mom... my stepmother is trying to persuade me at home. Please give me two more days."
"Yeah, you finally changed your mind?"
Li Miaoyu's attention was indeed diverted, and he said with a smile, "How do you feel?"
"pretty good."
Although he had a very good relationship with Li Miaoyu, they were different after all. There were some things Jiang Qinghuai couldn't say directly in front of her.
Li Miaoyu probably understood, and maybe he simply wanted to leave some private space for her. After chatting for a few more words, she stood up and said, "Okay, you two can talk quietly. I'll take a shower first."
She waved her hand and went back to her room.
Wei Qingfan picked up the tablet, looked at Jiang Qinghuai's pure and beautiful face carefully, and asked softly: "Really there was no quarrel?"
"Really not."
Jiang Qinghuai shook his head, "There are definitely differences, but we really didn't quarrel. I didn't want to quarrel with him, and he didn't seem to want to quarrel with me. He wanted to get angry several times, but he finally held back..."
As she spoke, her voice gradually became quieter, then she sniffed and fell silent.
Wei Qingfan asked softly: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Qinghuai raised his head and looked at him quietly on the screen, looking at him with tearful eyes, and said with a slight cry in his voice: "Wei Qingfan~"
"Um?"
"I feel……"
Jiang Qinghuai looked at him, crying more heavily in his voice, and whispered softly: "I just suddenly discovered today that my dad..."
"What's the matter?"
"My dad is old..."
She looked at Wei Qingfan with tears in her eyes on the screen, and said in a heavy cry, "I always felt that he was never willing to change for others. Today I found that he has changed a lot..."