MTL - His Son Has a Richest Billionaires Dad-Chapter 17 Run with the ball?

After having dinner, Yan Yang sent Cheng Yang back to school.

The car drove outside the school gate, Cheng Yang said, "Stop here."

While eating, Cheng Yang saw that Yan Yan took a call halfway, as if something had happened.

Yan Yan, as the richest man in the province, will definitely not have a lot of work. Including the previous cruise ship trip, Cheng Yang was purely for fun, but Yan Yan would work on a laptop every night.

"Where do you live?"

Words did not let the assistant stop, so the car continued to drive on campus.

Cheng Yang was silent for a moment. From the absence of fluctuations in the man's face, he guessed that the man might want to know where he lived.

Regarding the child, the man has already been clear, and there is no need to hide the man from other aspects.

"Go ahead and turn right until you reach the end, where there is an entrance."

Cheng Yang turned her eyes and said to the assistant driving in front.

Looking back, "I moved out of the dormitory some time ago and currently live in the old teacher's apartment."

These matters have been sent for investigation long ago, but Cheng Yang did not know that he had checked him.

"How long was the rent?" Ginkgo was planted on both sides of the road on the campus. At this time, the leaves were withered and the ground was covered with a thin layer.

"Lease until graduation, in terms of time, the child should be born next July or August next year, just in time for the summer vacation." In fact, Cheng Yang can not say, he explained it subconsciously.

"Are you sure there's no one over the hospital?"

What the pretends made people investigate is just the information of the past ten days or so.

Cheng Yang lowered her eyes and looked at her abdomen, which was slightly flat at this time.

He smiled and shook his head: "No."

"Does anyone else know about the child?" Yan Yan asked just to confirm it.

Looking up, Cheng Yang had a smile on her face, but it was a little strange, and Yan Yan could perceive that his boy's mood was not as good as his face.

Yan Yan stretched out his hand. Seizing Cheng Yang's wrist, Cheng Yang's smile slowly disappeared.

"Just you and me." There was the doctor who started out as a timeout, but he ran faster at the time, maybe the other party would think he was dazzled.

As for the netizens of a certain online forum, Cheng Yang only said that he was a man and did not disclose any real information of himself. Netizens probably did not believe it, but pretended to cooperate with him.

"Sorry, if I knew it earlier." I didn't know about Cheng Yang's pregnancy until now. In these two months, he was unable to accompany Cheng Yang and share a little for Cheng Yang. No blame.

This is a rare emotion.

How to say, temptation or emotion is a momentary thing.

After the obstetrician and gynaecologist arrived at the home and examined Cheng Yang's body, she now said that Cheng Yang was pregnant with his child.

At the same time there is another intuitive point, that is, he is going to be a father.

He is not an employee who is not pregnant and then takes time off to give birth to a child. He knows that pregnancy is not easy.

In front of it, Cheng Yang was alone to bear these, and she said she looked at Cheng Yang's white and soft cheeks. He could guess that when Cheng Yang knew that she was pregnant, she must be uncomfortable.

The man suddenly apologized and made Cheng Yang froze. He used to not complain, but just more, he blamed fate.

Even a man's kindness to him is greater than the matter of getting him pregnant.

If he was not rescued by a man, but was taken to the executive's room, Cheng Yang could not imagine what kind of scene it would be.

Just suppose that Cheng Yang has scalp tingling.

"It's not your fault." Cheng Yang felt that a heart was ironed by the warmth of the man's palm. He shook his head without any blame on the man.

"Turn left at two more intersections."

The car drove into exit a of the old teacher's apartment, and Cheng Yang pointed down again.

"I will let people get in touch with the hospital. From now on, you will take care of your body, and everything else will be handled by me."

This is his future wife, and an unborn baby. From this moment, both of them will occupy everything else, and become the richest and most precious existence of the richest man in the province.

"... Thank you." The man lowered his posture, Cheng Yang would not notice it, and he accepted the goodwill of the other party.

He has seen the seriousness and coldness of men when treating other people, including the assistants. The assistants have been following the rumors for five or six years, and the whispers there are not many.

He's different from them. You became the father of his child overnight, and sincerely expressed that he would take care of him and his child.

Cheng Yang knows whether he eats soft or hard, not to mention that he can never let anyone else be the father of his child.

Running with the ball is impossible.

The man is so handsome, so good, and still likes him, he should start trying to get the other person into his life slowly.

If you can form a happy family in the future, it will be even more successful.

"Don't thank me, if you can, I hope you can make all kinds of demands to me." He hoped that Cheng Yang would ask him for something, and he would give whatever he asked.

"Of course, except for any request to leave."

These words are not love words, they are like love words, Cheng Yang's ears are a little hot.

A few moments ago, the car drove to the apartment building rented by Cheng Yang.

"Okay, stop here." Cheng Yang pointed to the entrance to a staircase on the right. "I live on it."

The richest man turned his head slightly and looked in the direction pointed by Cheng Yang. The unit building had a narrow entrance, and several rusty bicycles were stacked at the bottom of the left staircase. The entire building was out of repair.

"What floor?"

As Cheng Yang pushed the door to get out of the car, Yan Yan asked her question calmly.

"The sixth floor." Cheng Yang went straight to the exact floor without thinking, and when she turned around, she saw Yan Yan staring deeply at him. Cheng Yang seemed to immediately understand what the other party was concerned about.

"The floor is not high and it won't be long."

"Well." It seemed to be more acceptable to this explanation, and nodded whispered, "Go up."

Cheng Yang got out of the car and looked into the car before leaving. For a moment, he wanted to invite Yan Yan to sit upstairs, but he quickly dispelled this idea.

Along the stairs, Cheng Yang came to the sixth floor two or three minutes later and took the key to open the door. The first time, without changing shoes, she went straight to the balcony on the right. When Cheng Yang stood on the balcony and looked down, the car The car he just sat in was still underneath, and it seemed as if he was going to stop there all the time, not planning to drive away.

The cell phone ringing suddenly, startled Cheng Yang, took the phone out of his pocket, although the number was not signed, the last few tail numbers were somewhat familiar.

After answering the phone, a quiet and charming voice across the line said: "It's been cold recently and you should wear more clothes in the house."

"You can call me if you have any questions. If you didn't answer, you can contact Zhong Hui." Zhong Hui is the assistant's name.

Holding the phone, Cheng Yang didn't need to look in the mirror and knew that she must be surprised at this face.

He nodded on the phone. "Okay."

"By the way, don't be too late."

Cheng Yang is still getting better.

After the call was hung up, the car downstairs also started and drove away.

Watching the car drive away, Cheng Yang took the phone and turned back. Suddenly his expression changed. Why did he say he wasn't allowed to broadcast live too late? Is he watching his live broadcast?

It was also at this time that Cheng Yang suddenly remembered the local fan who brushed the cruise ship in these live broadcasts.

Cheng Yang quickly went to the bedroom to turn on the computer, and clicked out the chat interface between him and the local fan.

The style of this person's speech was extremely concise, and Cheng Yang had a conjecture.

He frowned, thinking it was impossible. He was a fan of local tyrants?

A richest man in the province, come and watch his game live?

Speaking out, I'm afraid no one believed it.

But the timing of the appearance of the local fan powder was too coincidental, which made Cheng Yang have to doubt about Yan Yan.

Or just ask, Cheng Yang reached out and typed a string of Chinese characters on the keyboard, and made a pass. If it wasn't a slang, then this would be an oolong.

Cheng Yang simply sent a sentence, "Have we met in reality?"

Local fan powder does not seem to be frequent during the day, and Cheng Yang quits the page.

Not too busy, a strong drowsiness struck him. Cheng Yang changed her pajamas, washed her feet with hot water, and went to bed for a nap.

After sleeping for nearly an hour, I got up from the bed and habitually took my mobile phone. The post sent a pickup message, and Cheng Yang's newly purchased headset arrived.

The pair of headphones fell to the ground several times before, and the noise finally fell out the last time. Cheng Yang went online to order a pair.

Not too lazy to change clothes, Cheng Yang put on a thick woolen coat and went downstairs to pick up the courier.

Coincidentally, Cheng Yang met a person he didn't like very much at Cainiao Inn.

The man didn't come alone, and he was followed by a handsome boy.

Cheng Yang didn't plan to talk to the person, but the other side appeared very warm when he saw him.

"Cheng Yang, do you come for express delivery?"

Ignoring it directly, probably seemed too rude, Cheng Yang hummed indifferently.

Sheng Jiaqi's eyes fell on Cheng Yang's delicate and flawless face. It seemed that no matter when he saw this man, no matter how cheap clothes he wore on his body, it was still pretty itchy.

No process Yang is a barbed rose, and the strong twisted Gua Shengjiaqi does not like to eat, so after being rejected by Cheng Yang, she turned and changed her goal.

"I heard that you moved out of the dormitory. Now you live in the teacher's apartment?"

Cheng Yang glanced coldly at Sheng Jiaqi, and squinted towards the boy next to him. The other looked at him very young, like a minor.

"Let's go first." Cheng Yang didn't like the alumni of the same grade who were both male and female.

Sheng Jiaqi smiled as Cheng Yang passed by in front of him, his eyes slowly fell on Cheng Yang's narrow and thin waist and long legs.

I don't know if it is his illusion, it seems Cheng Yang is clearer than before.

The glance I had just glanced at was a bit seductive. Suddenly, Sheng Jiaqi had a thought to conquer.