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Wen Tian is amazing, Jiang Han is amazing too.
Song Zhinian switched the live broadcast room, his dark eyes fixed on Song Cheng who was equally worried but very far away from Wen Tian.
With Jiang Han there, his presence seemed redundant and lonely.
Forget it, let’s just watch Uncle Wen.
Song Zhinian decisively switched back to the live broadcast room.
Wen Tian was not affected by the hot search at all, and he happily and smoothly completed his scenes with Song Cheng.
However, Song Cheng, who has always been dedicated, seemed a little absent-minded this time, and he even NGed twice when reshooting the scenes.
When he was put down, Wen Tian was still in a good mood and waved to Jiang Han and the little one, “Mr. Jiang, baby~”
The big and the small waved to him together, Jiang Dabai smacked his lips, “Ah, if I wasn’t so smart, it would sound like you were calling him baby?”
Jiang Han was caught off guard and was stunned.
Wen Tian landed completely, his feet on the solid ground again. The feeling of weightlessness made him stumble and almost fall. This time Song Cheng was the closest to him. He hurriedly wanted to reach out for him, but Wen Tian had already stood up again in a panic.
He no longer needed him.
Song Cheng took back the hand he had extended for the first time, and his eyes darkened deeply.
“Daddy~~” Jiang Dabai, who hadn’t hugged Wen Tian for the whole day, hurriedly opened his arms, swung two wide noodles of tears of grievance and ran towards Wen Tian in the wind, his little baby voice was so sweet that it seemed to be able to squeeze out honey, “Hold~~~”
Wen Tian bent down, hugged the sweet and soft baby tightly in his arms, kissed the baby’s face hard, and asked happily, “Have you finished your homework?”
Jiang Dabai: …………
“Let’s not talk about these unhappy things,” Jiang Dabai hurriedly threw himself into Wen Tian’s arms, twisted his body coquettishly, “Daddy, I’m so hungry.”
Wen Tian: …
Wen Tian immediately felt guilty, “Sorry.”
It was summer vacation, and it was the time for parents to take their children to travel everywhere, but because he and the baby depended on each other, he could only take the baby to do homework on the set.
It would be great if there were grandparents.
Wen Tian, ”…hiss.”
A severe headache hit his mind, and his face turned extremely pale. Wen Tian’s body shook violently, and the whole person fell backwards out of control.
While having a headache, he still took care of the baby, and subconsciously used both hands to hold the baby tightly in his arms, completely unaware of the danger that he might hit the ground with his back.
“What’s wrong?” Wen’s warm palm immediately supported his vest, and Jiang Han supported him with force, helping him stand steadily.
“Headache,” Wen Tian used the last bit of strength to hand the baby to Jiang Han, and the whole person slowly sat down, covering his forehead, and his voice was weak, “Why do I suddenly have a headache.” Headache…
Jiang Han became alert, “Are you…”
He wanted to ask him if he thought of something, but the words were already on his lips, but he gave up because he was afraid of something more terrible.
He and Song Cheng checked the time of Song Zhinian’s first headache, the diagnosis of congenital depression, and each attack of the disease, and basically concluded that this was the consequence of disobeying Lin Qing.
He didn’t dare to ask, nor did he dare to say.
The fear and the little hope in his heart were intricately intertwined. Jiang Han held his breath and stared at Wen Tian’s condition nervously.
The headache was extremely severe, and the whole brain seemed to be about to explode in an instant.
The severe pain quickly turned into a paralysis of self-protection, and every cell in the body slowed down.
Wen Tian grabbed Jiang Han’s hand and looked blankly at his thin lips and overly nervous expression. His eyelashes trembled slowly, and his lively eyes became lifeless.
——Exactly the same as when Song Zhinian was ill.
Jiang Han’s whole body was tense.
“What’s wrong?” Zhou Ying saw the situation here and immediately ran over nervously, “Heatstroke?”
Zhou Ying squatted down, lowered her head and looked at Wen Tian’s sluggish expression with concern, and hurriedly urged, “Send him to the hospital first.”
Wen Tian, ”… Xiaoguai, Xiaoguai…”
He was already unable to speak because of the headache, but Zhou Ying still understood.
“I can take care of Xiaoguai,” Zhou Ying blurted out, “or I can find Xiaoguai’s grandparents.”
Wen Tian: … …
No one can break the rules of the world, and anyone who touches the bug of the world will be retaliated.
But Zhou Ying does not exist in this world.
The starting point of this world happened at the birthday party three years ago, and Zhou Ying appeared five years ago. This world revolving around Lin Qing did not know Zhou Ying’s existence.
It was as if a key was suddenly inserted into the rusty and rotten lock, and the two words “grand-parents” that were about to be erased once again appeared clearly in Wen Tian’s mind.
Wen Tian held his forehead and asked confusedly, “Yes, Xiaoguai’s grandparents, my parents, who are they?”
Jiang Han’s breath was choked, and his eyes were shocked.
He looked at Zhou Ying in surprise, and the strong shock and joy were like a boulder falling from the sky, smashing into his heart.
“What’s wrong?” Zhou Ying looked at Jiang Han in confusion, “Did I say something wrong?”
“…” Jiang Han gritted his teeth, his mind turned rapidly, and quickly asked, “Teacher Zhou, do you know who Zhizhi’s mother is?”
Song Cheng began to realize that something was wrong with this world after Wen Tian asked “Zhizhi’s mother”.
“Zhizhi’s mother” itself is a bug!
Just like the existence that leans towards Lin Qing will use “mental illness”, “forgetfulness” and “passive neglect” to fill in the bug when encountering an inexplicable plot!
If his judgment is correct, the source of Song Cheng’s “mental illness” is the bug of “Zhizhi’s mother”!
Jiang Han exhaled a long breath and called out in a trembling voice, “Brother Cheng, come here.”
Song Cheng looked indifferent and walked over obediently.
Jiang Han continued to ask in a trembling voice, “Teacher Zhou, tell me, who is Zhizhi’s mother.”
Zhou Ying was confused, “I don’t know?”
“It is said on the Internet that Zhizhi was adopted by Teacher Song, and no one knows who Zhizhi’s mother is.”
Song Cheng’s eyelids moved slightly, and his pupils shrank.
Zhizhi has no mother at all.
Because Zhizhi is his adopted child.
Song Cheng stood there in a trance, his chaotic thoughts suddenly split apart by a flash of lightning.
“…Ahan,” Song Cheng staggered, his eyes full of disbelief, “Zhizhi, there is no mother.”
Jiang Han frowned, “Hmm.”
“So,” Song Cheng’s empty eyes slowly focused, and he looked at Jiang Han in a daze and said, “So that’s how it is.”
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