Chapter 25 Extra episode

Ever since Nuan Nuan became the president of Qianyu, Zhan Nanxian has refused to go back and devote himself to his work. No matter how hard she tried, he always had thousands of reasons that sounded plausible but she couldn't refute, and tried to convince her time and time again to let him live freely. outside. When their first son Zhan Chengyin was born, the two had the following conversation. "Nanxian, when are you going back to work?" Zhan Meinan, who is immersed in the intertwined emotions of shock and happiness as a new father, becomes very talkative because of the joy of his son Longyan.

"Baby, you can do whatever you want. The child's mother is the biggest in the world. I will listen to you." "Really?" Nuan Nuan was overjoyed. "Well, but one thing, can you let me have enough of being a father first?" Warm smile, "That's no problem." It is estimated that the novelty will pass in less than half a month. "Well, we've made an agreement. I'll think about going back to work after my son can call me daddy." "what?!" The beautiful man spoke plausibly, "My son can't call me daddy, how can I get over the addiction of being his 'dad'?"

A soft pillow hit his head and face. By the time Zhan Chengyin knew how to call him "Papa", their second daughter, Zhan Yangge, was also born. Wen Nuan asked again: "Nan Xian, should you go back to work at the company?" "Baby, you make me so sad, our daughter is just born, and you tell me to leave her?" Three or five soft pillows came in a row. Winter went to spring, and this summer they welcomed their youngest son, Zhan Qingbei. "Nan Xian, you—" "Baby, don't you think we need to treat the three children fairly? How can I leave Beibei alone and go back to Qianyu to work? That's definitely not what a father should do."

Countless stray bullets bombed the pillow. Later, when the two of them talked about this topic again before going to bed, he stretched out his arms and pulled her into his arms, his lips curled slightly, "Baby, do you think your ability in management and decision-making is stronger or mine?" "Of course it's you." Otherwise, why would she want him to return to Qianyu? "Let me ask you another question, the company or the children, who is more important to you?" "you still need to ask?" "answer me." "Definitely children." She would give anything for them.

"OK, my ability is better than yours, and children are more important than the company. Then, let me take care of the children and you manage the company. Isn't this the most suitable division of labor? Baby." Wen Nuan was at a loss for words, knowing that he was making unreasonable words, but she couldn't refute them. After this battle, Nuannuan finally gave up lobbying, and for many years since then, she has been returning to Qianyu every day to sit in the town, making one or another development plan, while Zhan Nanxian, who is like a wild crane in the clouds, always only makes a living in Zhanzhai. Happy Daddy has strong interests.

Time flies like an arrow, the sun and the moon fly by, and the children grow up gradually. One day, Zhan Chengyin was reading a book, while Yangge and Qingbei were gesturing with their newly purchased weapons, as you came and went, the hall was full of swords and swords. Playing excitedly, he threatened while fighting, "I will bomb you with a tank later." Another counter-threat, "I'll blow you up with a plane." Because Cheng couldn't stand the disturbance, he raised his head as soon as he put the book down, and smiled slightly, "Stop making noise, and I'll take you two to my aunt's house in Singapore."

Time flies, and it is already a few years in the blink of an eye. On this day, a family of five gathered in the parent-child lounge of Zhanzhai. "Nanxian, I think it's better for you to go back to work in the company." The warning was very strong. "Didn't I go back earlier?" "When? Why didn't I know?" This time it was surprise and stunned. "Let me do the math." Zhan Nanxian picked up the catkins of the people around her, and opened her white jade and celadon-like fingertips one by one, "Cheng Yin is nine years old this year, so it should be—nineteen years ago, And I went back ten years in one trip, from eighteen to twenty-eight years old, that is the most precious, youthful and priceless time in a man's life." The tone changed from affectionate nostalgia for the high-spirited years, to mourning at the end Grief and self-pity, "I really can't figure out how I was so stupid that I wasted my life on Qian Yu."

"Zhan, Nan, Xian! Since I was pregnant with you, you have been idle at home. Now Gege is eight years old, and even Beibei is seven years old. Haven't you played enough?" "Baby." The person being questioned seemed aggrieved and innocent, "Although you are the president of Qianyu, you would also say that Yinyin, Gege, and Beibei are all nine, eight, or seven years old. It can be seen that I have been dating my wife at home for so many years." Parenting is not easy, is it?" "Cough, cough, cough—" the dumbfounded person choked on his trachea, and finally had to let out a long sigh, "Don't you feel bored when you stay at home all day with nothing to do?"

"Of course I'm not bored, and who said I have nothing to do? Actually, I'm busy every day." "What are you busy with?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his doubts. "I'm busy basking in the sun during the day, and basking in the moon at night." The answer was taken for granted. The small universe that was burning with anger finally broke out, the beauty's eyes turned cold, and the dignity that Qian Yu had practiced for many years appeared on the warm face, "Don't think that I don't know that you teach your two sons to play violent games at home every day at home, I'm crazy. Will keep you with them all this summer!"

The soft pillow in his hand is unceremoniously swept away, and the family education must start with the husband. "Wow! Wife, you are really serious...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" A beautiful man who has been a father for many years but never changed his mind was beaten to the log floor by a thick pillow, but he was still not afraid of death, "Baby, calm down, stay calm!" Wan Calm, you need to know that patriarchy is a gift from heaven—ah! It hurts, woo woo woo." Zhan Chengyin raised his head from the book, glanced calmly at the chaotic scene in the lounge where the pillows were flying all over the place, kept his expression still, lowered his head, and said, "Mom, let me correct you, it's not two sons, and It's your second daughter and youngest son who played bad games with Michong's father."

The little Zhanyangge who was studying painting raised his eyes and stared at him, "Brother smelly, hum, I want to draw you as Judas!" Zhan Qingbei, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor, was facing the TV curtain wall. He was manipulating the game controller with his two little hands. He was so addicted that he didn't even know that the house had changed. The shooting sound of "bang bang bang" was warm and frightening, "Beibei!" Outflanked the sniper from behind, and the head of the last bandit exploded with a bloody slap, Zhan Qingbei quit the game, turned around, and shook his head disapprovingly at the smiling father who was pressed by his mother on the floor , "Dad, you are really serious. Since I met you, I have seen you being bullied by mom every day." As soon as he said this, all four people present burst into laughter. Zhan Nanxian's lips curved extremely high, "Son, are you sure -- since you knew me?" Warmly smiled and glanced at Zhan Nanxian, "Huh? This is your wife and son? Teaching your son to speak incoherently?" It really is a great feat. Zhan Nanxian propped himself up obliquely, pulled her into his arms with a hook, and pressed a kiss on her forehead with a smile. "Dad!" Zhan Yangge protested, "We are underage!" "Who said that? Your mother and I have already grown up." "Smelly Daddy! I mean brother, brother and me!" Zhan Nanxian turned to look at Wen Nuan, "Wife, did you hear that? My daughter said they are underage." Looking at him warmly and vigilantly, "What do you want to say?" "Baby, you have to pay attention to your words and deeds in the future." "That person shouldn't be you, right?" Zhan Chengyin raised his head calmly from the book again, "Mom, what Dad means is, don't beat him up at home, it will easily leave trauma to our young hearts." Zhan Nanxian laughed out loud. Zhan Yangge curled his lips, "Brother loves to be in trouble with Dad." Nuan Nuan also smiled, "Cheng Yin, I am not domestically abusing your father, I am training him." So that the head of the family who is disrespectful to his father can change his ways. Zhan Qingbei immediately stood up, "Mom, I'll get you props!" "What prop?" Wen Nuanqi asked. "Aren't you going to teach daddy? I'll get you candles and whips!" "Zhan Nanxian!" Nuan Nuan screamed, "What did you teach them at home?!" After copying the soft pillow, he gave another heavy meal, "You will return to work at the company tomorrow! Without my consent in the future , you can’t be alone with the kids!!” "Mom!" The two sons and one daughter protested in unison. What fun is there in life without a father's summer vacation? Leng Ling glanced back, and asked warmly and softly, "Who has an opinion?" The two little heads flinched, and only Zhan Chengyin smiled shallowly, "No, I have no objection at all, I just want to remind mom to control her strength properly. They say that a man has forty-one flowers, and dad is still a while away from that age." The distance is just in its infancy, and it cannot withstand too much damage, so, mom, please remember to show mercy." Wen Nuan opened his mouth. Zhan Nanxian covered his lips with one hand and dared not laugh out loud, but covered his abdomen with the other hand, obviously suffering from internal injuries. At this moment, Zhou Xiangling and Sister Huan appeared at the door, holding trays in their hands. "Children, let's go to the garden to drink rock sugar lotus seeds." Zhan Yangge let out a cheer, put down his paintbrush and ran out, "Father and mother are not as good as grandma!" Smiling warmly, he turned his head to meet Zhan Nanxian's extremely gentle eyes, focused and pampering, even though the years passed, he never lost a bit, and his affection remained the same as before. Zhan Cheng stood up knowingly, and patted Zhan Qingbei's head with the book in his hand. "Still leaving? Waiting for dad to shoot you in the head?" "Hey, Dad won't be my opponent in two years." The door was closed by Zhan Chengyin, and his voice gradually faded away. When Zhan Nanxian was lying on the ground, warmth fell into his chest around his arms. "Baby." His affection turned into a silky voice, and he whispered softly at her temple, "You have given me the most beautiful things in the world." Putting her hands around his neck, she closed her eyes and lay on him quietly, listening to the regular heartbeat in his chest. Even though she was hiding at home, the outside world's legends about him were still extraordinary, but they couldn't compare to the quietness at this moment. , a beautiful satisfied smile quietly escaped from her lips. Think of those past. For him, it is Fang Ruohen who loves so much, but for her, it is ten years of traces and ten years of heart. But fortunately, the years have not failed, and everything is perfect.