Chapter 139

A wealthy single lady found her long lost son. The rotten stem used in this idol drama is undoubtedly a stimulant for the public. They all ran to watch gossip. From this gossip, we know how difficult it is for this famous female rich man in China. Her life can be called an inspirational drama.

Of course, some advocates of egalitarianism, after learning about Tao Yiru's life, severely criticized the social deformity of son preference, and established Tao Yiru as one of the representatives of strong and independent women. However, when netizens picked out that Tao Yan was Tao Yiru's nephew. After losing Tao Yiru's child's mother and son, that is, Tao Yan's grandmother and father, Tao Yan's originally dark image fell to the bottom of the valley.

"The artist who painted the enchanting little eyeliner is my brother?" Qi Yan looked at the news on the Internet, and said to Tao Yi Ru, "no wonder I saw him in his body, though not too heavy, but it would affect his star road."

There is an old saying that the father owes the son. Although many things in reality can not be calculated in this way, the behavior style of parents will virtually affect children and let them go to different lives.

Of course, the reason why Qi didn't like the enchanting eye liner was that the person's eyes were not very right. No couple in the world love others to look at their bedside with that kind of love. He is no exception.

However, Qi Yan didn't mention this little thing with Tao Yiru. If he had nothing to do, he came to Tao Yiru to sit down and enhance the relationship between mother and son.

Tao Yiru doesn't know how to get along with her children, so the way they get along privately is to eat, buy and buy. In just one month, Qi Yan has more luxury cars, two yachts and two villas. Tao Yiru gives things as casually as his mother gives her children pocket money.

One for the other, the mother and the son are very happy. However, some people say sour words. What they say is not on the table is not on the table. Wearing a Dragon Robe is not like the crown prince. It's so ugly to eat just after being recognized.

Tao Yiru's attitude is... The more she says so outside, the more she gives Qi Yansai things, shares in famous cars and watches company. Her practical actions show that her son is precious to her, and others can only be sour.

In fact, pottery Ru also knew that Qi Yan was not short of money. Some rich people who held their heads high and held their heads high outside took a modest attitude in front of Xiao Yan. When they saw Feng Shui, they recorded more than seven digit money. However, these people returned it happily. Many people would come to the door to thank Xiao Yan and fill in some valuable gifts a few days after Xiao Yan saw Feng Shui.

Maybe Xiao Yan has seen Feng Shui and the effect is very good. These talents will be so grateful.

The more he gets along with his son, the more Tao Yiru can find his shining point, the stronger her feelings for him, and the more she regrets what happened in that year.

Qi Yan's name hasn't been changed back, and Tao Yiru hasn't thought of asking Qi Yan to change it, because she still remembers what Qi Yan once said. Only with the word "Japan" in her child's name can there be a glimmer of vitality. Now the child lives well. She doesn't want any more accidents and can't afford them.

"Your birthday these years is December 18?" Tao Yiru held a cup of tea. "Let me hold this birthday party for you, OK?"

"OK." Qi Yan didn't hold any birthday party before. When he was a child, the old man would cook two eggs for him and buy some snacks he liked. Later, he had a dinner with his school friends and had a lively life together. He never had a serious birthday. But he knew that his mother wanted to compensate him, so he agreed.

Just as Tao Yiru was preparing to celebrate Qi Yan's birthday, Tao Yan also had good luck. A major foreign director pointed out that he wanted him to play the second man in a film. After the two sides signed the contract, he flew abroad with his new agent.

But when he got off the plane, it was not the warm reception of the crew that waited for him, but several strange men with serious faces.

"Are you Tao Yan, Qi Yan's cousin?" the speaker is a mixed race man. His facial features still retain the characteristics of Chinese people in some places, but the outline is western style. His Chinese language is a little stiff. It can be seen that his time in China is not as long as that abroad.

"What do you mean?" Tao Yan looked at these people warily. "Didn't you come to invite me to film?"

"Of course we invited you to film," the brown haired man sitting opposite him said gloomily. "As long as you cooperate with our work, not to mention one film, even ten films can be made."

Tao Yan likes money and fame, but he doesn't like filming: "who are you and what do you want?" they also mentioned Qi Yan. Is He Qi Yan's enemy? But Qi Yan, a boy from a poor mountain valley, how could he provoke such a big man?

"Don't be nervous, lovely boy."

"Boy, your grandpa, I'm going to be three this year." although Tao Yan likes others to treat him younger, it doesn't mean that he is still a boy at this age. It's just an insult to him as a man. The degree of shame is infinitely close to pointing to a woman and saying, look, she is flat chested!

Boom!

A fist hit Tao Yan's face, his teeth bit the corners of his lips, and blood flowed out along Tao Yan's lips.

"Rude Oriental, I don't like you swearing. Are you Chinese so incompetent?" the brown haired man sarcastically hooked his lips. "As long as you tell us Qi Yan's birthday, you can leave here and shoot."

"Do you still want to imprison me illegally?" Tao Yan was punched, and his anger suddenly came up, but he was pressed back before he could fight back.

"Don't be impulsive. I think impulsivity is not good for you, right?" the brown haired man pressed Tao Yan's shoulders and stared at him with blue eyes. "Come and tell me what Qi Yan's birthday is. As long as you say it, there will be countless blockbusters waiting for you to shoot in the future. There will be countless endorsements and wealth, and your popularity will be unmatched."

"And... Even the man you like will notice your style. Don't you think this world is the best?"

Tao Yan's lips trembled: "what you said is true?"

"Of course, boy, I never lie." the brown haired man sneered. "My God doesn't allow me to lie."

"I don't know, but my parents should know," Tao Yan bah a mouthful of blood in his mouth. "Let go of me and I'll call my parents."

"OK," the brown haired man shrugged and stepped back. "I hope you can bring us good news."

Tao Yan looked at him and didn't speak. He bowed his head and dialed Tao's mother. After the mother and son talked about the weather, Tao Yan said, "Mom, grandma didn't say that my aunt's child beat me. Now my aunt has found my cousin back. I'm a little uneasy. I want to ask an expert to calculate again. Do you know his birthday?"

"Why do you believe this?"

"It's all right. Just because my friend is here, I'll ask the master to help me. If there's anything, I can avoid it."

Tao's mother loves her son most, so Tao Yan didn't say long before she said the eight characters of Shen Xi's birthday.

"Your aunt's child's name is Shen Xi. He was born at 11:11 p.m. on November 11, 1986," Tao mother paused. "You really just let people calculate?"

"What else can we do?" Tao Yan asked what he wanted, and his tone became impatient.

"Don't tell others about your birthday," Tao's mother said again, worried, "otherwise it will cause trouble."

"OK, OK, I see," Tao Yan impatiently hung up the phone and turned to the brown haired man. "I asked about the eight characters of my birthday, but you should ensure that I can get good resources."

The brown haired man smiled and nodded with disdain in his heart. Compared with Qi Yan, this man named Tao Yan is both timid and greedy. He doesn't even ask what they want to do with Qi Yan's eight characters. This heart is really poisonous.

"Let me tell you, Qi Yan was born at 11:11 p.m. on November 10, 2036 in the non Chinese summer calendar. His original name was Shen Xi." Tao Yan looked at several people in the room suspiciously, "do you know the Chinese summer calendar?"

"We don't understand. Naturally, some people understand. Mr. Tao doesn't have to worry about this." the brown haired man stood up and said in his native language to a man around him, "send him back."

Tao Yan was also the first college student. He heard the language spoken by the brown haired man at once.

It turns out that these people belong to Luo shanguo.

After seeing Tao Yan off, the brown haired man sneered and said, "this Qi Yan killed riles in his own curse, so we should also let him die in the betrayal of his relatives."

People around him whispered, "but the eight characters of China's birthday..."

"Of course, Chinese people do this. Isn't master Tan awake?" the brown haired man's blue eyes are full of cold. "At first, he could lay down the tiger subduing array and the heaven sacrificing array, so now he can curse Qi Yan."

"Master tan just woke up. Isn't it a little inappropriate?"

"Inappropriate?" the smile on the brown haired man's face disappeared. "I think it's perfect."

If the Chinese warlock dares to challenge the majesty of the Luoshan warlock, he will let them know what regret is.

"Your birthday is not November 11?" Cen Baihe arranged the dress for Qi Yan tomorrow. "How can you have a birthday tomorrow?"

"For me, my birthday is December 18 every year. I can be Shenxi, but Shenxi is not me." Qi Yan lay on the bed. "I'm so tired after trying on my clothes all day."

It's just a birthday party. Why change a few dresses? Qi Yan thinks it's too much trouble.

CEN Baihe helped him pinch his shoulder: "what kind of speech is this?"

Qi Yan sighed: "this is the relationship between inclusion and inclusion. It is too complicated to elaborate. It involves cosmology, practice theory and Taoist metaphysics. I can't say it clearly for a while."

CEN Baihe:

"If you don't know, don't say it. Go to bed earlier tonight." Cen Baihe slapped him. "I'll put water in the bathtub. You can take a hot bath. You can be more comfortable tomorrow."

Qi Yan murmured vaguely, as if it was a fate. Cen Baihe didn't hear clearly, so he had to smile and turn to the bathroom.