Wen Tian cried even more sadly and aggrieved than Lin Qing.

    His soft white eyelids were smudged into a thin red like rouge, tears accumulated in his eyes, the water light was shimmering, and he looked pitiful.

    The little cub in his arms immediately had red eyes, the kitten’s eyes were full of anxiety and fear, “Daddy? Daddy, don’t cry, baby protect daddy T_T”

    The timid cub hugged Wen Tian tightly, tears fell in strings, and his little face was wrinkled like a little bun.

    Wen Tian hurriedly turned his face, held the microphone at his collar tightly, put his lips to the little cub’s ear, and explained softly, “Baby, don’t be afraid, Daddy did it on purpose.”

    Wen Tian kissed the cub’s wet face and whispered, “If you don’t cry, it will seem unreasonable.”

    Little cub: ???

    The little cub opened his tearful round eyes and saw Wen Tian’s sour eyelids fighting, but he still tried to open his eyes wide to let more tears flow.

    After waiting for Jiang Han’s answer for a long time, Wen Tian, ​​who was trying to hold back tears, suddenly choked.

    His eyes caught the panic that flashed across Jiang Han’s face, and Wen Tian’s expression, whose nose tip was red from crying, froze instantly.

    Wen Tian: ? ? ?

    A big puzzlement appeared on his heartbroken face.

    Mad man, what are you panicking about?

    An incredible and absurd thought clearly emerged from his mind – no way, does the protagonist really have that kind of intention towards him?

    Has the plot changed?

    Has it become so crazy?

    In one episode: a complex expression of wanting to cry, puzzled, a little funny, and what the hell is going on froze on his face, making Wen Tian look a little funny.

    Jiang Han’s brief silence made Lin Qing panic instantly.

    Jiang Han frowned, not wanting to say more, and signaled to the bodyguard behind him with his eyes.

    The bodyguard understood and stepped forward to grab Lin Qing who was not giving in. “Mr. Lin, please leave here.”

    Lin Qing’s face was pale, and he looked at Jiang Han in disbelief. “Brother Han, are you really going to do this to me for Wen Tian?”

    At the same time, Wen Tian, ​​who had come to his senses, interrupted Lin Qing’s brewing emotions and cried loudly in pain, “Do you know how important this show is to me? Do you know?”

    Wen Tian pressed Zi Zi’s stunned face into his arms and cried bitterly, “Do you know how many corpses I have to play to save up Xiaoguai’s annual tuition of 100,000 yuan? Do you know?”

    Wen Tian angrily scolded, “No! You know nothing!”

    Lin Qing: ……………….

    Jiang Han: ……………….

    Barrage: ? ? ? ? ?

    “You only know how to show your love on the show, and you don’t care about other people’s life or death.” Wen Tian was too immersed in the role and his tears were out of control. His delicate facial features seemed to be washed by water. Deep and light blushes spread across his eyes and nose, making him look as beautiful as a glass statue that was about to break.

    He shook his head painfully, staggered back a step, then another step, and begged humbly, “Boss Jiang, Teacher Lin, please, let me go (╥﹏╥)”

    [Ahhhh Lin Qing you really deserve to die ahhhhhhh]

    [Crazy husband and wife, get out! If you want to show off your affection, go somewhere else! Don’t bully my wife (fist hardened) (fist hardened)]

    No one can be indifferent to a heartbroken and tearful beauty.

    No one. Qin Yi, the director of the group who was famous for her harshness, had a gloomy face, “Boss Jiang, since you are the investor, then I ask one question, will this program be recorded?”

    The boss with a scar on his face couldn’t stand it anymore, “What on earth do you two want to do?”

    Even the editor Zou Xue couldn’t help but whisper, “Teacher Lin, you suddenly ran in like this, it will scare Xiaoguai.”

    Wen Tian retreated out of the camera, hiding his merits and fame, raised the end of his red eyes, and swept his provocative eyes at Lin Qing with contempt.

    Lin Qing’s heart skipped a beat.

    After being surprised, the anger of being humiliated burned like a raging fire, “Wen Tian! Are you pretending to be pitiful on purpose?”

    Wen Tian opened his tearful peach blossom eyes and looked at Lin Qing innocently, “Pretending to be pitiful? Do you mean you suddenly broke into the recording camera and cried and begged me not to take away President Jiang? I didn’t.”

    “I was recording the show well, why did you pretend to be pitiful for no reason?”

    Lin Qing couldn’t stand it.

    His life was too smooth.

    With Jiang Han’s back, he could get whatever he wanted, and no one in the entertainment industry dared to not give him face.

    But since Wen Tian appeared, his smooth life seemed to have changed completely.

    It was Wen Tian, ​​all this was because of Wen Tian!

    Wen Tian’s smug and contemptuous smile broke the tight string in Lin Qing’s mind.

    “Wen Tian!” Lin Qing suddenly broke free from the bodyguard and rushed towards Wen Tian.

    He didn’t know what he wanted to do.

    Pinch Wen Tian’s neck and ask why? Or slap him hard to vent his anger? Even pick up the knife for cutting noodles on the table and kill him?

    No, he couldn’t do anything.

    This was in front of the camera, he could only be the weak one and must not be caught!

    Everything instantly went into slow motion.

    He saw that before he raised his legs, Wen Tian sneered and put the baby in his arms in a safe place.

    Wen Tian curled his lips, and a faint smile of “I knew you would do this” appeared on his red face from crying, but there was no smile in his tearful eyes.

    He opened his hands slightly, and before Lin Qing touched the corner of his clothes, he fell back calmly.

    He even glanced at the position of the blanket.

    Jiang Han rushed over first and hugged Wen Tian, ​​who was about to fall to the ground.

    At this moment, his hand just touched the corner of Jiang Han’s clothes.

    Lin Qing was startled and suddenly realized that he was fooled by Wen Tian, ​​but he could no longer control himself and rushed forward out of control. Jiang Han hugged Wen Tian tightly, blocked Lin Qing’s force with his back, and fell heavily.

    The boss and Qin Yi hurried forward to hold Lin Qing.

    “He did it on purpose! I didn’t touch him at all!” Lin Qing shouted after reacting, “The cameras are recording…”

    But when he pointed at the camera like grabbing the last straw, he found that Zou Xue, who was carrying the camera, had been frightened for a long time, and his whole body was stiff and dared not move, and the camera didn’t turn at all.

    It’s over I was fooled.

    Lin Qing’s whole body softened, and he sat on the ground with his strength, looking at Wen Tian who was subconsciously protected by Jiang Han with wide eyes.

    The two fell to the ground, Jiang Han covered Wen Tian, ​​and his palms protected the back of his head and waist.

    Wen Tian frowned slightly.

    “Boss Jiang,” he pushed Jiang Han’s chest uncomfortably and pushed him away. His soft lips moved together, and he asked with a sneer in a voice that only the two of them could hear, “You don’t really like me, do you?”

    Wen Tian raised his lips and smiled, so beautiful that it was dazzling, but the next second he pushed him away mercilessly, coldly mocking, “But your heroic rescue is really redundant.”

    “Daddy, daddy!” The frightened little kid opened his arms and ran towards him, crying loudly.

    “Baby, daddy is fine.” Wen Tian pushed Jiang Han away, hurriedly hugged the crying and trembling little kid, and whispered to comfort him, “Didn’t Daddy say that it was all fake? Look at where Daddy fell, it won’t hurt.”

    He was acting, but the kid’s worry was genuine.

    Wen Tian softly picked up the kid and coaxed him, and his eyes with tears still glared at Jiang Han and Lin Qing fiercely, “You scared Xiaoguai, please get out of here!”

    Jiang Han pursed his thin lips.

    He took a deep look at the crying Zizi and the bored Wen Tian, ​​knowing that he had no right to stand here.     Jiang Han gritted his teeth in annoyance, looking impatient. The bodyguard was no longer polite and dragged the stiff Lin Qing away with the force as if he was catching a criminal.

    Jiang Han looked at Wen Tian with a heavy look in his eyes, who turned her back and didn’t want to pay any attention to him.

    He had no choice but to leave.

    Just as Jiang Han turned around, the little Zizi lying on Wen Tian’s shoulder suddenly said in a hoarse voice, “Uncle Jiang, hurt.”

   Wen Tian looked back in surprise.

    Jiang Han was wearing a white shirt, with a narrow waist and long legs, and he was gentle and abstinent.     On his muscular forearms, a shocking red was spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    Wen Tian was stunned for a moment and looked down at the counter.

    A corner of the sharp buckle protruded from the counter, and there was still a little blood on it.

    Wen Tian pursed his lips and looked up, but Jiang Han had already left.

    Tsk.

    Who asked him to bump into me?

    He deserved it.

    Wen Tian scolded the two crazy men countless times, but for some reason, his heartbeat was inexplicably a little flustered.

    After Lin Qing’s commotion, the other guests had completed their tasks, and Wen Tian’s group could not continue recording. They could only buy ready-made flower cakes and return to the gathering point.

    The guests shared their achievements in a lively manner.

    Song Cheng and Song Zhinian made rose water and rose essential oil, and were happy to give them to Wen Tian and the little one, but they found that both the big and the small seemed to have just cried.

    As soon as he saw Song Zhinian, the two-year-old little one couldn’t help crying again, “Brother Zhizhi…”

    He threw himself into Song Zhinian’s arms, crying so hard that it broke people’s hearts.

    Song Zhinian looked at Wen Tian with his dark eyes, “Uncle Wen, has anyone bullied you?”

    Wen Tian lowered his eyes and frowned, absent-minded.

    Song Cheng called him in a low voice, “Teacher Wen?”

    “…What?” The blush at the end of Wen Tian’s eyes had not yet dissipated, and he looked pitiful.

    Song Cheng asked seriously, “What happened?”

    “Nothing,” Wen Tian was a little irritated for no reason, scratched his hair and asked the host, “Is there a hospital in the village that can do surgery?”

    The host had just been notified of what happened over there, and heard it, “Mr. Jiang was injured a little, and     went to the city hospital.”

    Song Zhinian helped Zizi wipe away his tears distressedly, and asked in a tone that was calm and a little weird, “It’s because of that Lin Qing, right?”

    Uncle Jiang would not make Uncle Wen cry.

    Only Lin Qing would.

    “Lin Qing always bullies people,” Song Zhinian was too lazy to even pretend to be uncle, and said gloomily, “When there is no camera, he is very bad and will beat people.”

    “I saw it many times.” Song Zhinian said lightly, “So he doesn’t like me.”

    Wen Tian’s heart skipped a beat.

    The original text described Song Zhinian as a natural bad seed with a twisted mind and a strong possessiveness, because he was afraid that Song Cheng didn’t love him, he would do anything to discredit Lin Qing.

    But now, the plot loopholes have been filled again- Song Zhinian has seen Lin Qing’s true face, so Lin Qing doesn’t like him.

    “Dangerous,” Wen Tian gritted his teeth, “Lin Qing is a psychopath.”

    What about Jiang Han.

    The Jiang Han who said “Know me first”, does he also have an unfinished plot?

    Does he really… like him?

    Wen Tian’s throat tightened, and shadows flickered in front of her eyes, all of which were the bright red patches on Jiang Han’s arms.

    “He will come to find you, he came for your birthday,” Song Cheng’s eyes were complicated and his voice was deep, “Teacher Wen, happy birthday.”

    Wen Tian was stunned.

    “Don’t you know yet,” Song Cheng said lightly, “The white building is Ah Han’s birthday gift to you.”

    “…Me?” Wen Tian questioned, “Isn’t it for Lin Qing?”

    “Teacher Wen,” Song Cheng’s eyes sank slightly, “the house full of flowers is what you like.”