Chapter 4

"Everything was photographed." The man smiled crookedly, "Don't worry about me doing the work."
"That's good, doesn't Ye Jinchuan like to be popular? I made him so popular in this variety show that he dares to imitate me at any level, huh."
Ye Jinchuan, who knew nothing about this, just wanted to go home and have a full meal.
After eating, Ye Jinchuan wanted to take a nap and pick Chenchen back home.
As soon as I closed my eyes, my phone rang.
It's manager Su Lan calling.
He answered the call with his eyes half closed, and there was a deafening sound coming from the other end of the phone.
"Ye Jinchuan! Don't you feel uncomfortable if you don't cause trouble for a day? I've never seen an artist as disobedient as you. Didn't I tell you? The video of you imitating Han Xi went viral on the Internet a few days ago. Don't go out for me these days. Has your brain been caught in the door?"
Ye Jinchuan yawned: "Sister Lan, I just sent my son to kindergarten."
"Don't lie to me. Can your son afford to go to an international kindergarten? You didn't go there on purpose because you found out that Han Xi comes to send his child to school at this time every day, right?"
The name of the kindergarten is Qingteng Kindergarten. The families of the children sent to study here are rich and powerful, and the tuition fees are ridiculously expensive. Ye Jinchuan is just a fool now, and he has no ability to send his children to study in Qingteng.
Su Lan said angrily: "It's okay now. There are more people scolding you on the Internet. What's wrong? You don't want to let go of the heat?"
Ye Jinchuan listened to her cursing and used his tablet to log onto Weibo to check the trending topic.
#Ivy Kindergarten#
#Ye Jinchuan touching porcelain green vine kindergarten#
#Hanxi, Ye Jinchuan, the difference between elegance and pretending to be weak#
It has only been a few hours since he went out, and there are already three entries about him on the trending topic, and the popularity is getting higher and higher.
[I’m really annoyed to death, why do you Ye Jinchuan every day? Did Ye Jinchuan buy the trending topic? ]
[It’s funny. I pretended to be weak for many years, but was slapped in the face by the real owner for two minutes. ]
[Han Xi is so elegant at all times. I was watching Ye Jinchuan. What was he wearing? He was slovenly, like he was wearing a sack. ]
[First of all, I am not a fan of Ye Jinchuan. Secondly, I think his face will not look ugly even if he is wearing a sack. ]
Netizens have attacked Ye Jinchuan for many years, almost scolding him from the inside out, but they have never attacked Ye Jinchuan's appearance.
He enlarged the photo a little. In the photo, his skin was so white that it seemed like he had no other color, the redness of his lips was almost invisible, the ends of his peach-blossom eyes were slightly red, and his dark-brown pupils were a little dazed due to hypoglycemia.
A bead of sweat slid silently to his cheek.
His hair was messed up by the wind, but he looked more youthful.
[There is nothing to say about appearance, but nothing to say about garbage in character. ]
[Hahaha, everyone’s swearing is so advanced. ]
"Ye Jinchuan, are you listening to me?"
Sulan's roar brought Ye Jinchuan back to his senses, and he replied patiently: "I heard it."
"The variety show will start tomorrow. Don't cause any trouble for me. Your contract will expire soon. Let's get together and go."
"Got it."
Ye Jinchuan rubbed his painful temples. He didn't want to listen to the manager's chatter for a second.
"Sister Lan, you have a bad temper and you age quickly. Remember to buy more nutritional supplements."
After saying that, he hung up the phone happily.
It's getting late, it's just the right time to pick up the kids.
Thinking of Su Lan's words, Ye Jinchuan came to the cloakroom.
He's fine, but Chenchen can't be harmed. Today's keyboard warriors don't care whether the person they attack is a child.
The huge cloakroom was full of hangings. The outermost cabinet was filled with clothes bought by the original owner. They were all bought with reference to Han Xi. Ye Jinchuan walked to the innermost one without thinking.
Those cabinets are filled with limited editions sent by some brand stores, arranged by his husband whom he has never met.
He chose a white shirt and a pair of simple black pants.
The collar of the shirt is open, the collarbone is looming, and the sleeves at the wrist are rolled up, revealing the Patek Philippe at the wrist. The rose gold style and the dial with a starry sky background just show the low-key and nobility of the watch, and also make Ye Jinchuan's skin fairer.
He walked downstairs and said to the servant: "Please help me get rid of the clothes in the first three cabinets in the dressing room."
The servant looked at him uncertainly: "All of them?"
"All."
He couldn't believe his ears. Those were Ye Jinchuan's most precious clothes. If he accidentally touched them while cleaning, he would get yelled at.
When we arrived at Qingteng Kindergarten, there were already many parents coming to pick up their children at the door. Ye Jinchuan put on a mask and got out of the car calmly.
After a while, he hugged Chenchen and returned to the car.
Chenchen tilted her little head, with the straw of the water glass still in her mouth.
"Little daddy, I went to school today and everyone said you are so awesome and you can make juice."
Ye Jinchuan couldn't help laughing, patted Chenchen's head and said: "If you like it, I will make it for you to drink every day."
"That's great! Thank you little daddy."
The innocent little one almost couldn't help but applaud on the spot. The little dad finally liked him.
The little daddy used to be fierce every day, but he still likes the little daddy now.
"Let's go to the mall to buy something and go home later."
Chenchen nodded obediently. The sunlight outside the window filtered through the glass and hit little one's face. His face was pink and white, with tiny downs vaguely visible, just like a delicious peach.
Ye Jinchuan stretched out his finger and poked it lightly. It was so soft.
Chenchen sat in the safety chair and used her short index finger to poke Ye Jinchuan's face.
After poking it, he still said plausibly: "Little daddy is brewing, I want to touch it too."
Ye Jinchuan couldn't help laughing, but Chenchen looked confused, completely unaware of how cute his behavior just now was.