I had a child with the main lead chapter 22 PART 4

Part 4

 

“Jiang Shulu, you’re so patient.”

 

After a while, Tang Yue looked up: “Captain, did you call me?”

 

Jiang Shulu: “Are you really sleepy? Then let’s go back to sleep after we buy it.”

 

Tang Yue: “Not really…”

 

“Really not changing?”

 

Tang Yue paused: “I might still unconsciously touch the captain’s… ears.”

 

Jiang Shulu smiled: “Suit yourself, touch wherever you want, maybe I’ll be immune in a few days.”

 

Tang Yue didn’t know what he thought of, hurriedly shaking his head: “I won’t touch other places.”

 

Jiang Shulu casually asked: “Besides touching hands and ears, do you have other hobbies?”

 

“Don’t ask anymore! I…”

 

“My brain can’t stop imagining certain scenes.”

 

Tang Yue hurriedly shook his head: “No, no, I won’t.”

 

He tried to change the subject and went to look at the things on the roadside stalls.

 

Jiang Shulu: “What are you thinking about.”

 

His voice sounded quite helpless.

 

“It feels like he’s being scolded.”

 

“Doesn’t Jiang Shulu have a guilty conscience?”

 

Tang Yue didn’t look for long before he was taken away; the program team didn’t allow the guests to ask someone to repair the bed; Jiang Shulu could only buy a piece of wood himself.

 

Everyone originally thought that this young master from a wealthy family wouldn’t easily compromise.

 

In addition, Jiang Shulu could be considered the top boss of Chengkong Media, someone who could make the show stop at any time; yet, Jiang Shulu didn’t put on airs at all; he took out the measurements he had made in the morning and asked the shopkeeper to directly make a piece of wood of similar size.

 

Tang Yue asked: “Does the program team pay for this?”

 

The shops in this small town have a long-standing atmosphere.

 

The barbershop next door looked like one from a 1990s picture book.

 

Half of the red characters “haircut” and “perm” on the glass door had fallen off, looking a bit comical.

 

Jiang Shulu and Tang Yue stood on the steps at the entrance; Tang Yue stood on the top step, finally able to look Jiang Shulu in the eye.

 

Jiang Shulu turned to ask the off-screen staff: “Is this reimbursed?”

 

Director: “No reimbursement, you broke it yourselves.”

 

The coldness of the program team could be heard in the tone; Tang Yue felt a little guilty: “Then I’ll pay for it.”

 

“Breaking the bed is so funny; Tang Yue’s terrified expression can be recorded in history.”

 

“Isn’t this staff member also speechless, he even emphasized it hahaha.”

 

Jiang Shulu: “I’ll pay half with you.”

 

Tang Yue: “Okay.”

 

Jiang Shulu: “Then you pay for it all.”

 

Tang Yue also agreed, nodding obediently.

 

Jiang Shulu asked again: “Haven’t you worked these past few years?”

 

The night wind was cool; the noise from both sides of the river seemed to be crumpled by the wind.

 

The carpenter in the shop was planing wood; the wood chips seemed like scattered flower petals on the ground.

 

It coincided with Tang Yue’s trembling eyelashes at this moment.

 

He was very afraid of being questioned about these five years.

 

He could fool others, but the person asking was Jiang Shulu; it would always bring up all of Tang Yue’s fear.

 

Even though he now knew that Jiang Shulu and Liu Xichao weren’t together.

 

Is this outside the story, or is the ending rewritten?

 

Then will I have that kind of ending?

 

Tang Yue was still timid, but he boldly had a child with the person in front of him.

 

Tang Yue: “I have.”

 

Jiang Shulu: “Was it hard?”

 

The man standing on the lower step had a gentle gaze; the side shot showed clear concern.

 

Tang Yue: “I told you, someone took care of me.”

 

Jiang Shulu: “Then will I have a chance to visit your and Xiao Mie’s home?”

 

He asked very softly, so soft that some viewers who had seen Jiang Shulu felt unfamiliar.

 

Although this variety show wasn’t like the Away eight years ago, it didn’t belong to Jiang Shulu’s rebellion.

 

It didn’t mean that no one within the Jiang family was dissatisfied with Jiang Shulu taking time off work to participate in this activity that was of no benefit to the company.

 

Businessmen value profit; the Jiang family’s rules expanded the value of profit to the extreme.

 

Even blood relatives could be used to the extreme, creating the now famous business empire.

 

Away was Jiang Shulu’s transaction with his family, using the fact that he was the only one in this generation as his bargaining chip.

 

It was the short-lived freedom he had exchanged for his hard work day and night after the group disbanded.

 

This time, Jiang Shulu didn’t need to ask anyone for help and could mobilize resources, yet he was still dissatisfied.

 

Before leaving, his parents talked to Jiang Shulu several times.

 

Saying that he was already so old, he shouldn’t act impulsively anymore.

 

What age should do what.

 

But Jiang Shulu’s youth was not full of vigor.

 

His youth was three years of stolen freedom.

 

This year, he’s 29 years old; at this age, he should get married and have children, stabilizing and entering the next stage.

 

Jiang Shulu had no yearning.

 

He looked at Tang Yue, as if looking at his own slow second stage, that layer of window paper that hadn’t been pierced.

 

The Jiang family didn’t understand love; only after losing it would they regret it, such as Jiang He.

 

But Jiang Shulu hadn’t completely lost Tang Yue yet.

 

Now Tang Yue was standing in front of Jiang Shulu; five years of time passed like the gentle flowing creek behind them.

 

The heartbeat could be the dull sound of the ferry hitting the water.

 

Thump.

 

Thump.

 

Thump.

 

I don’t know if Tang Yue was nervous.

 

Or if Jiang Shulu was nervous.

 

He’s looking at me like this again.

 

Tang Yue thought: Does the captain know how charming he is, making it so hard for me to look away?

 

It’s an unsolvable chick effect, an unsolvable one-sided mate selection effect, the person in front of him knows nothing.

 

It’s that we have a child together, a past that was like a beautiful dream.

 

Even that past, only lasted one night.

 

This person doesn’t know that when I stand in front of him, I miss him so much.

 

It’s terrible; even though we’re standing together, I miss Jiang Shulu more than any other day in these five years.

 

Tang Yue: “The opportunity you mentioned, will it be on what year, month, and day?”

 

He finally summoned the courage to ask Jiang Shulu: “Before, everyone said that the captain would definitely get married before he turned 30.”

 

“Shulu Ge, have you… already found the person to spend your life with?”

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