Part 2
Before Yao Lixin could answer, Tang Yue ran over holding the child.
The former maknae used to run unsteadily, and he still ran unsteadily holding the child. Those glowing rabbit ears were unusually conspicuous. Jiang Shulu’s expression abruptly turned gentle.
Then he strode forward and hugged both the big one and the small one tightly in his arms.
Yao Lixin thought: I didn’t know he took a course in Sichuan face-changing.
Is he acting? Would the Captain not know this kind of news?
Or is it instinctive food protection?
Tang Yue: “Shulu-ge, you wear this too! How about we take a photo?”
Tang Mian: “Family portrait!!”
Jiang Shulu picked up his phone and opened the app’s automatic photo mode.
Three,
Two,
One.
Tang Yue and Tang Mian kissed his cheek from the left and right.
In the picture, Jiang Shulu looked astonished, not like himself at all.
The next second, he kissed back.
In the distance, Liu Xichao sighed and lamented to Yao Lixin who walked over.
“It’s a good thing they didn’t date within the group, otherwise I would definitely have suffered a work injury.”
It was already late when the concert ended. Tang Yue originally wanted to carry the child out to play, but unfortunately, Tang Mian was very alert.
The phrase “shooting balloons” hung on his lips; he wouldn’t rest until he played.
Relying on the fact that they were off-air, the group dismissed the staff directly, leaving only the assistants to follow.
Then, following the navigation, they found a night market stall recommended by someone and went to play without any idol baggage.
Tang Mian had at most been to a market with Tang Yue before.
During the time Tang Yue returned to S City with Jiang Shulu, Tang Mian had played at the amusement park with Yao Lixin for a few days. But clearly, he hadn’t had enough. Seeing a stall of this scale now, he couldn’t walk anymore. Even the obviously inferior crooked-mouth bear hanging on the wall could attract his attention.
Tang Yue, still wearing the glowing rabbit ear headband, held Tang Mian and stood in front of the balloon shooting stall, falling silent in the face of his son’s request.
Yao Lixin on the side had already started. Liu Xichao: “Second Senior Brother! Get me a jadeite cabbage.”
Yao Lixin: “Can’t you shoot it yourself?”
Liu Xichao deliberately disgusted him: “Second Brother, you are the best.”
Yao Lixin: “Don’t think I’m afraid of you just because your boss is your husband.”
Tang Mian asked Tang Yue: “Is Uncle Liu’s boyfriend very powerful?”
Yao Lixin: “Haven’t you seen him? The one who looks like he eats children.”
Tang Yue made an “Uh” sound: “That uncle might not be that energetic.”
After speaking, he glanced at the crooked-mouth bear on the wall and whispered to discuss with his son: “Can’t we want that blue-eyed rabbit?”
Tang Mian looked at the blue-eyed rabbit that could be won by hitting just one balloon. He didn’t make things difficult for his dad and nodded, “Then put me down, Dad.”
Tang Yue couldn’t help but glance at Jiang Shulu. The other party had just been called away by an assistant who arrived suddenly and was still talking to him.
Tang Yue had seen that assistant before, surnamed Song. He came in a hurry; Jiang Shulu signed something, and the other party left.
Tang Yue only looked for a few seconds, yet he was still accurately captured by Jiang Shulu. Then the man strode over.
The owner of the balloon stall had long realized that these people were not ordinary tourists, not to mention the circle of people holding phones around them.
Today, social media was flooded with #VarmConcert#, and the hashtags for the Away quartet kept rising to the top.
After the livestream ended, many fans posted photos in the topic, all candid shots of these people.
The video of Tang Yue running toward Jiang Shulu holding Tang Mian hit the number one trending spot. The second video was actually a piece of news.
[Private Hospital in City X Admits a Rare Male Pregnancy Patient]
Clicking into the comment section, the top rows were all “WTF”.
The man in the video introduced himself as twenty-seven years old, with a married same-sex partner, stating he didn’t know he had this genetic defect before.
He thought it was just a bad appetite. It wasn’t until his abdomen swelled that he went to the hospital for secret treatment.
The person was a web novel writer.
He was quite famous. Because he wrote horror and suspense, his name was often associated with Jiang Xiuyun.
The reason this video could reach number two on the trending list was also thanks to Jiang Xiuyun, a horror manga artist with tens of millions of fans.
He was actually yelling in the reposts and comments that he also wanted to have a baby.
Jiang Xiuyun’s fans thought it was too embarrassing, and felt that this man marrying into a wealthy family and wanting to have a child to solidify his favor was simply too feudal. They fought with Jiang Xiuyun on Weibo all night.
—Fan: Can you surf the internet less! Why are you getting involved in men having children!
—Jiang Xiuyun: I will get involved. I want to have a baby for my wife, can’t I?
—Fan: You are promoting immoral thoughts!
—Jiang Xiuyun: How is it immoral? Is it wrong to love my wife so much that I want to have a baby myself!
—Fan: Who dares to want this kind of blessing? It’s so weird for a man to have a baby.
—Jiang Xiuyun: There are plenty of people who want it. If you don’t want it, don’t delay those who do.
His remarks online had nothing to do with his pure manga artist face.
He even had a posture of fanning the flames, causing many people to associate his wife with Tang Yue, who was currently permanently on the hot search.
Suddenly… it felt a bit strange.
—Wait! This isn’t the first news about genetic defect childbirth recently, is it?
—Seems like there are also thesis studies or something.
—Seeing Jiang Xiuyun craving it like this, I increasingly feel that Tang Yue’s child might be…
—Since no one has dug up who Tang Mian’s mother is until now, I felt there was something wrong.
—Could it really be Jiang Shulu’s child!!!
Jiang Shulu’s assistant came from the neighboring city just now because of this matter.
From the moment Tang Yue decided to participate in the variety show, Liang Yi began to lay the groundwork for this matter, and later handed it over to Jiang Shulu.
Although Jiang Shulu appeared to be in a state of leaving the house with nothing in the eyes of others, his close assistants knew that his assets had long been transferred.
Compared to Liang Yi’s methods, Jiang Shulu basically used money to smash out the appearances of these “relevant people.”
That his wife is an alien is the biggest secret, but men having children really doesn’t seem to be an isolated case.
The scope was narrowed again and again. The assistant also spent a lot of effort dealing with it, turning it into real-time news that accidentally rose to the top.
As for Jiang Xiuyun’s crazy answers, maybe he really wants to catch a genetic defect.
In the distance, assistant Song Chen watched Jiang Shulu turn and walk towards Tang Yue’s back, thinking of Jiang Shulu’s expression at the new project meeting when this variety show plan hadn’t been finalized a few months ago.
Just like the previous five years, he seemed to have no expectations for tomorrow, just living sloppily with a label.
But it was different now.
Those choices Jiang Shulu made subconsciously but hadn’t implemented were all activated when he confirmed he would be on this variety show.
He would become a new wealthy family that shocked countless people, just like Liang Yi swallowed her biological father’s assets that year, quickly walking in front of everyone.
The weather was a bit cold, and the surrounding sounds were particularly noisy.
Tang Mian had just been put down when he was picked up again. He didn’t even need to look up to recognize Jiang Shulu and shouted “Daddy” loudly.
Tang Yue had just raised the air gun and missed.
Seeing him stop, Jiang Shulu shook Tang Mian in his arms, “Teacher Tang, continue.”
Tang Yue: “I’d rather go toss rings than play this. It hurts my self-esteem too much.”
Jiang Shulu laughed: “Then what do you want?”
Tang Mian leaned into Jiang Shulu’s arms, mimicking his speech in a milky voice: “Then what do you want?”
Yao Lixin on the side commented: “The Captain wasn’t really a domineering CEO to begin with. I feel Xiao Mie can’t mimic that flavor.”
Liu Xichao always felt he was implying something, “Then mimicking you would be like a street loafer.”
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