Zhou Xiang wanted to laugh very much. He felt that he was not like this when he was 24 years old. Why did Yan Mingxiu look like a child?

"Remember to eat, it's hot when it's cold." He changed into clothes and went out.

After meeting with the studio, he was pulled to a horse farm, and a professional trainer taught him to ride a horse. I heard that he would have to do some dangerous moves immediately. The scene immediately took only three or four minutes of the entire movie, but it was particularly important. The studio required him to practice well.

Zhou Xiang had been riding with his colleagues on Kangxi Grassland for a while, just for fun. At that time, his salary was not high and he thought it was too expensive, so he got off in ten minutes. He used to think that he could be tired when sitting on the horse. As expected, he didn't feel much when he sat on it. Unexpectedly, after sitting for half an hour, he couldn't stand up straight on his legs and could hardly walk.

Fortunately, the trainer didn't make things difficult for him and arranged a training schedule for him to give him enough time to adapt.

Zhou Xiang spent all afternoon on the horse farm. At around five o'clock, an employee in the studio sent him home.

After Zhou Xiang got off the car, he found a military-signal jeep parked downstairs of his house, which was very eye-catching. He thought the jeep looked familiar.

Jeep's car window suddenly lowered, and a head with a military cap stretched out from the driver's position, looked at him, then shrank back, and then the man got out of the car and saluted him, "Are you Comrade Zhou Xiang?"

"Yes." Zhou Xiang remembered this car when he saw it last time when he went to Yan Mingxiu's house. Although he didn't remember the license plate number, the appearance was not wrong.

"The chief wants to see you."

Zhou Xiang felt nervous. He looked into the car and could not see anything. "Which... which one?"

The officer ran back into the back seat of the car and opened the door, rushing inside and saying something.

After a while, the person in the car got out. It was Yan Mingxiu's father. Zhou Xiang didn't know what he thought that day, so he searched the Internet for information about his father and found his name among a bunch of dazzling military achievements. He was named Yan Fei.

Zhou Xiang's hand inserted into his pocket was sweating. He wanted to call Yan Mingxiu and come back quickly, but the other party would definitely not give him this opportunity, otherwise he would not have blocked him while Yan Mingxiu was away.

This is for him.

The biggest figure Zhou Xiang has had direct contact with in his life is Mr. Wang. He has never dealt with people from the military headquarters. Looking at Yan Fei's serious and tough face and thinking about his attitude towards this matter, Zhou Xiang was somewhat scared.

He calmed down and bent towards Yan Fei politely. What should I call him "Yan..."? Zhou Xiang thought that this was Yan Mingxiu's father after all, and it seemed inappropriate to call him too formally. He called him too close to him, which was a humiliation.

Yan Fei waved his hand, not giving him time to think about this at all, "Take me up and take a look."

“Go up?”

"Yes, where you live with him."

Zhou Xiang was stunned and froze in place for a few seconds before he grabbed the key in his pocket and led the way in front.

After Yan Fei entered the house, he stood in the entrance hall and looked at the house, "You are here to live?"

Zhou Xiang didn't care whether he was satisfied or not, nor did he live, so he nodded frankly.

"Okay, it's better to be simpler." Yan Fei took a step into the living room, suddenly remembering that he was wearing shoes, he took a step back as it was, changed into slippers, and then walked into the house.

"You sit."

While Zhou Xiang gave up his seat, Yan Fei had already sat down, his eyes were still circling around the room, and he seemed to be unable to believe that his son would live here.

Zhou Xiang poured two cups of hot water from the thermos pot and put it on the table, then sat next to Yan Fei.

Yan Fei glanced at him, "How old is this year."

“Twenty-seven.”

"Are you four years older than Mingxiu?"

Zhou Xiang thought to himself that he was more than four years old, and he had to calculate his original age, he was nine years old.

Yan Fei shook his head, "I really don't know what you young people are thinking, keep up with the trend and look for excitement?"

Zhou Xiang said: "We are just like ordinary people, looking for partners and falling in love."

"Nonsense, can two men be considered partners? Can they fall in love? If they really can, then humans will die long ago."

Yan Fei's voice was not loud, but his voice was particularly thick and powerful, as if it was carrying some invisible intimidation. After saying a few words, Zhou Xiang's scalp was numb.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Yan, no matter how ruthless this matter is in your eyes, it is a choice we made under countless pressures. I don't believe it in your eyes. I really feel that we are following the trend and looking for excitement. You know that Ming Xiu is serious, and I... so too."

Yan Fei snorted coldly, "Do you know that it's embarrassing to be together? Why do you want children?"

Zhou Xiang rubbed his hands uneasyly, "If you have this idea in the future, you can adopt one..."

"Adopting one? Can't our Yan family give birth to a son? Why should we adopt one? Will the adopted child recognize you when he grows up? Will he provide you with care?"

Zhou Xiang took a deep breath, "If you have something to say, just say it."

"Looking at your way, Ming Xiu hasn't told you yet."

Zhou Xiang's lips trembled a little, "Say, what do you say?"

"He promised me that I would get married and get me a grandson."

The light above my head was very bright, but Zhou Xiang felt that his eyes were black.

It turns out that the reason why Yan Mingxiu was able to gain freedom was because he agreed to his father?

Yan Mingxiu, you won’t really play such a thing as killing two birds with one stone, right?

Zhou Xiang said in a trembling voice: "I really don't know this."

"I guess he dare not tell you, hum, he is timid and doesn't look like a man." Yan Fei said loudly: "This is my biggest concession to you. As long as he gets married, I'm too lazy to care about your affairs. Continuing the incense to the old Yan family is his responsibility as a descendant of the Yan family. If you have self-knowledge, you should know what to do."

Zhou Xiang showed a pale smile, "I know."

"Yeah." Yan Fei nodded with satisfaction and asked again: "Are you acting in TV too?"

"yes."

"It's enough to play for a few years when you were young. You can only have a youthful life in your industry. You have to settle down in the future and help Mingxiu manage some family affairs. You should not be too arrogant in your identity."

Zhou Xiang was so numb that he couldn't feel anything, he just nodded mechanically. Anyway, nothing Yan Fei said was meaningless to him, because there was nothing he could satisfy this elder, so he simply didn't satisfy him either.

It is very difficult for him to be with Yan Mingxiu like this. It is difficult to overcome his own psychological barriers and overcome external obstacles. Unexpectedly, it is much more difficult than he imagined.

He had been happy for three days in the illusion of carefree illusion, and was shocked to remind him that reality has never changed and that it will not work to escape.

He finally has to face many things that make him upset, worry and even retreat.

For example, what happened in front of you.

If Yan Mingxiu had made it clear at the time that the price of his freedom was to promise his father to get married, he would definitely turn around and leave.

But Yan Mingxiu didn't tell him, and he didn't mention a word.

If it weren't for me to come to me personally, what day would he know? On the day of Yan Mingxiu's wedding, it must be a huge comedy, and he would become the most funny clown in the play.

Yan Fei saw that he had finished speaking, so he stood up, "I'll say so much. Since you two have such a relationship, let's discuss this matter well. If you really live with Ming Xiu, our family will not treat you badly." After that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

Zhou Xiang stood up and gave him a look. Although he was so overwhelmed by some emotions, he still remembered the basic politeness.

After Yan Fei left, Zhou Xiang collapsed on the sofa and felt that all the strength in his body had been exhausted.
Chapter completed!