His parents have a house here, although they don't live there much.
Recently, my father went abroad again, probably to Africa; my mother went to other provinces to participate in activities and was not at home.
When Cheng Yuan came, his aunt opened the door for him: "Cheng Yuan is back?
Grandpa called me this morning."
I have a landline at home.
"I understand, auntie, I want to sleep for a while."
Cheng Yuan said, "Don't worry about the food. You can go home when you're done."
Auntie comes here at seven in the morning and returns at five in the afternoon. She doesn't live here.
After the room was tidied up, Cheng Yuan lay down and covered his head with the quilt.
Cheng Yuan has always known about Yun Qiao.
Many, many things.
He goes to Bingshanchengqiao Super Chat every day, sometimes looking at the beautiful pictures edited by fans, and sometimes reading their articles. This is his greatest pleasure.
However, when he saw many fans shouting that they might want to be, Cheng Yuan went in to take a look.
"It was revealed within Guangyuan Entertainment that Yun Qiao is really married.
The man seems to have arrived recently, has anyone taken any photos?"
A fan posted a picture.
Yun Qiao held a man's arm, and the two were talking and laughing. Yun Qiao turned her face slightly, smiling broadly.
Fans were used to seeing her cold face, and suddenly they were curious when they saw her smiling like a young girl in love.
When Cheng Yuan saw this picture, he knew that things were not simple.
He could recognize that the man was not Qu Yanbei or any other artist. He had never seen him before.
He immediately came out of the restaurant and called Xi Yan.
"...Yes, my father is back."
Xi Yan truthfully said.
Cheng Yuan's mind buzzed.
He was fourteen years old and just over 1.5 meters tall. When he first met Yun Qiao in New York, he was awakened by the spring thunder in his heart, and flowers bloomed all over the ground from then on.
He came back from New York and couldn't wait to exercise to make himself taller and stronger.
He desperately wants to be an adult.
At least, you need to be a good-looking adult to pursue her.
Even if she is an old monster, Cheng Yuan still wants her.
Dog friend Sun Yiran joked that he looked like a primary school chicken and had no masculine charm.
He started hanging out with those dudes.
He imitated their behavior: smoking, drinking, and inviting female artists to dinner.
He wants to grow up.
However, always be one step slow!
When she finally grew up, her husband came back.
Cheng Yuan wants to destroy everything.
He didn't want to be an artist at all, but she became a manager, and he wanted to be by her side, accompanied and taken care of by her - things changed a little later, but he finally made himself her responsibility.
She has to take care of him.
What now?
Cheng Yuan turned over and had never been so confused.
From the age of fourteen to nineteen, his goal in life was to work hard to let her see him, to be with her, and to make her proud.
Now that his goal is gone, where should he go?
"Maybe, I can still let her see me and still make her proud of me."
Cheng Yuan thought stubbornly.
He is still young.
Xi Lanting has left before and may leave again.
At that time, the best talents can get Yun Qiao.
He had to keep hope alive.
Cheng Yuan lay down all night, got up early the next morning, washed up and returned to Su City.
He called Yun Qiao: "I'm going back now."
Yun Qiao: "Okay, do you want me to help you connect with Sister Haitang?"
"You can just talk about it."
Cheng Yuan said.
Yun Qiao: "We haven't left the capital yet. It's not convenient for you to travel alone. Let Sister Haitang follow you."
Cheng Yuan: "What about you?"
"I have something else to do here."
Yun Qiao said.
Cheng Yuan: "Can you send it to me?"
Yun Qiao pondered.
Cheng Yuan asked, with a bit of pleading, "Is it okay, Yun Qiao?"