3249: C3249 He Met His Father

C3249 He Met His Father

The next day, when Xie Zecheng woke up, Nan Yichun was still asleep.

When she slept, she looked like a child and looked exceptionally obedient.

Actually, other than loving to tease him, she was also very obedient.

He restrained his gaze and stared at her sleeping face for a long time before getting up and leaving. He went to the guest room bathroom to wash up.

After tidying up, Nan Yichun also did not show any signs of waking up.

Xie Zecheng did not want to wake her up either. He reached out to touch her cheek and went to the kitchen.

After making breakfast, he left a label on Nan Yichun and kissed her forehead before quietly leaving.

Nan Yichun was actually very tired, but strangely, after the temperature on the other side gradually disappeared, she woke up.

After looking at the note that Xie Zexing left behind, she did not hesitate to get up to wash up and eat breakfast.

Xie Zecheng was busy and she was also very sad, but it seemed that no matter what time it was, he would take care of her three meals a day and not let her have the opportunity to order takeout.

In time, he would make it for Nan Yichun himself. When there was no time, he would also find someone to send it to her.

This made Nan Yichun, who did not like eating breakfast, gradually have a normal habit of eating three meals a day.

She looked at the millet porridge, eggs, and dumplings in front of her and silently curved her lips.

After taking a photo, not only did Nan Yichun send Xie Zexing a photo, he also sent a copy to Chen Xin Yi.

Chen Xin Yi: "???"

Nan Yichun: "The breakfast that Xie Ze Xing made."

Chen Xin Yi: "Now you want to show off your affection in front of me, right?"

Nan Yichun: "Yeah, did you eat breakfast?"

Chen Xin Yi: "I ate dog food!"

Nan Yichun: "Ah, are you resting today? Let's go shopping."

Chen Xin Yi:... "If you don't give me dog food, then everything will be fine."

After making an appointment with Chen Xin Yi in the afternoon, Nan Yichun finished enjoying Xie Ze Xing's breakfast of love before slowly returning to his side.

It was still early, so she had to do something first.

Recently, the company launched a national talent show. She hadn't chased stars before, but for the sake of this project smoothly proceeding, she had to make up for the experience gained from the past talent shows.

When she was watching the variety show, Xie Zexing's big dog was lying behind her.

Nan Yichun leaned on it and it did not move. It obediently made a pillow for her.

After chasing a few episodes of variety, Nan Yichun yawned. She felt that she should gather the opinions of the audience.

After all, she wanted to create a national variety show. Of course, she should let all the audience give suggestions.

With this thought, Nan Yichun felt relaxed. Seeing that the time was almost up, she packed her things and went out.

...

The place she had arranged with Chen Xin Yi was at the coffee shop on the first floor of the shopping mall. Nan Yichun arrived early and ordered a cup of brown sugar latte.1

When she was bored, she browsed her phone and saw a small program that was pushed to her by Weibo - Fate Assessment.

Nan Yichun had nothing to do, so he spent 9.9 as a member to measure today's luck.

In the end, she told her that today was not a good day to go out and that she would meet her old enemies.

Nan Yichun:... ""

What kind of lousy program was this?

She uninstalled the small program in a bad mood and even made a bad comment.

In the end, Nan Yichun sent a message to Xie Zexing to complain.

"I found a small program to promote feudal superstitious beliefs today."

As soon as she finished speaking, she looked up. Not far away, a person whom she could not be more familiar with walked over.

The smile on her face disappeared and her face instantly became cold.

This person was not someone else.

It was the physiological father that she hated to the core.

Her expression was very ugly. She put away her phone and was about to leave. As she walked, she thought about the little program as if it wasn't nonsense.

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