Dress like a child's mother, strive to be a winner

Su Yang didn't pay attention to these, he looked at Jian Zhanyan, stared carefully, as if he wanted to keep his appearance in mind, and said after a long time: "I see."

"Can you take me back to my mother?"

He knew what his father looked like.

Suddenly the doorbell rang, and it was Special Assistant Zhang.

Zhang Te's assistant was holding a stack of documents. He didn't know why the boss suddenly asked him to investigate a woman named Su Qian.

Could it be that the boss fell in love with him?This woman is pretty, but she is already the mother of a child...

Jian Zhanyan stood at the door and did not allow anyone to come in. He took the document from Zhang Te's assistant and quickly ordered: "Tomorrow's meeting and work will be canceled, and the agenda for the next day is tentatively waiting for my notice."

Before Special Assistant Zhang could speak, the door slammed shut.

Boss put aside work and busy with personal affairs?This was really the first time a big girl got on a sedan chair, Zhang Tezhu was very surprised.

Jian Zhanyan, who was holding the materials in his hand, did not go to Su Yang's room. He turned to the balcony to read Su Qian's materials first.

After graduating from university, she worked as a clerk in a food company, and her daily life was three-point and one-line. The Su Qian in the data was nothing special.

The life of ordinary people means being poor, and Jian Zhanyan can basically be sure that this woman wants money.

SD magazine was the first time he was interviewed by the media, and he was allowed to use his photo as the cover. She probably saw him and came to him with his children after knowing his identity.

Since it is his son who deserves to stay in Jian's house to receive a good education, he will compensate Su Qian. After all, he is the child's biological mother, and he doesn't want to make a mess.

Suddenly, Jian Zhanyan stopped flipping through the information, and he recognized the woman in the photo as the person on the street yesterday. Without much hesitation, Jian Zhanyan labeled Su Qian as money worshiping, unfilial, and mean .

Picking up the phone, Jian Zhanyan called Su Qian to the number on the note.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Hello Miss Su, I'm Jian Zhanyan."

Su Qian is eating at the moment, knowing that the other party calls her at this time, it means that Su Yang's identity has been confirmed.

"You've confirmed that Su Yang is your biological son, right? Let's meet and talk at 202, Building [-], Lishui Community at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Jian Zhanyan agreed readily, his eyes deep and dark.

"you……"

He wanted to test Su Qian's attitude again, but just as he said a word, he heard a busy voice coming from the microphone.

You got hung up on yourself?Jian Zhanyan was a little dazed.

Su Qian accidentally spilled the porridge on the ground and cleaned it up in a hurry, only to realize that she had disconnected the call at some point.

It doesn't matter if you think about it, she and Jian Zhanyan have nothing to chat with, and we can talk about it when we meet tomorrow.

"I'll take you to see her tomorrow."

After talking on the phone with Su Qian, Jian Zhanyan went into the room and talked with Su Yang.

"En." Su Yang nodded, his serious expression was exactly the same as Jian Zhanyan's.

Su Yang half clenched his left hand, rubbed the middle part of his index finger with his thumb, and was thinking about something absent-mindedly.

This is a small gesture that Jian Zhanyan often uses when thinking.

Is this hereditary too?

Jian Zhanyan's heart softened inexplicably, and suddenly he had the real feeling that the child in front of him was his son.

"Can you tell me about your life these years?" Jian Zhanyan thought of talking to a child for the first time.

"Why should I tell you?" Su Yang frowned, looking at Jian Zhanyan with guarded eyes. "You didn't know me before, and don't know me in the future."

With his clever little brain, Su Yang already figured out that this father didn't know that he had such a son before, otherwise he wouldn't have done the appraisal. It was shown on TV that the appraisal was done because he suspected that the child was not his own.

Such men are bad fathers.

Five-year-old Su Yang knocked down a boat of people with one blow.

Jian Zhanyan was stunned, he didn't expect his son to have a somewhat hostile attitude towards him.

"But I know now." Talking to a child made Jian Zhanyan a little unsure of what attitude and thinking to use.

"So what?" Su Yang asked back.

Jian Zhan said: "Your mother sent you here to give you to me, and you will live with me in the future."

"You're lying, you're not!" Su Yang picked up the water glass on the table and threw it at Jian Zhanyan.

Five-year-old Su Yang would throw things when he was in a hurry.

Jian Zhanyan, who tilted his head away from the water glass, frowned, and said in a cold tone: "Su Yang, you have no rules. Didn't your mother teach you that?"

Su Yang was stunned, burst into tears and shouted: "You don't need to worry about me."

As he spoke, he ran back to the bedroom where he was staying before and locked the door behind him.

Jian Zhanyan's temples were faintly swollen, and he loosened his tie and sat on the bed playing with his hair. He couldn't get along with children at all!

After a long time, Jian Zhanyan knocked on the door and said, "Come out for dinner, I will take you to find her tomorrow."

There was no movement in the house.

"If you don't come out again, I will make you never see your mother."

After the threatening words were finished, the door was opened, and Su Yang came out with red eyes and a cold face, and sat on the dining table, eating with a blank expression.

Jian Zhanyan pinched the bridge of his nose, which was more tiring than him having a day's meeting.

On the other hand, the father and son confront each other, and on the other hand, Su Qian is obsessed with the online world after eating lunch. As a female supporting role, she can "awaken", which means that she can change her own destiny.

Due to her illness, Su Qianzuan used up all her annual leave this time. She took five days, and this is the second day.

Su Qian's previous mobile phone was a non-brand knock-off phone. It was not a smart big screen but could use the WeChat app. She changed to a new mobile phone and logged in again. The first message was a message from a colleague.

One was that the secretary of the general manager asked her to prepare meeting materials, and the other colleague asked Su Qian to use her vacation time to help her attend a training session.

Both of them spoke casually, without even thanking them, which shows that they usually do this a lot.

Neither of them should be her job, so Su Qian replied that it was inconvenient for her to be ill, so she ignored it no matter what she replied.

Although Su Qian is short of money, she doesn't plan to continue this job. She is busy with trivial tasks from morning to night, and her monthly salary can barely support a child.

In this world, Su Qian majored in fashion design. She became pregnant in her sophomore year, and she took a break from school to give birth due to illness. Later, she graduated from university as an intern. Because she needed to take care of her children, she didn't go to a company with a corresponding major.

Instead, I found a nine-to-five food company clerical position and have been working until now.

In Su Qian's previous life, she was in the fashion industry, and Huaxia Kingdom was the leader in the field of clothing design. If she wanted to make money, she naturally had to choose what she was good at and liked.

Su Qian deliberately checked the information on the Internet, and knew that there will be a fashion design competition in China, the top three will get bonuses, and they can also participate in the international fashion design competition. If you win No.1, you can go abroad for further study.

This is an opportunity to improve yourself.

After meeting the male lead tomorrow, she has to find a way to see how she can participate in this competition.

That night, Su Qian had no dreams.