This Scum Is Not Worthy Of White Washing - Chapter 101
Xie Chenyang boarded Yan Qing’s Weibo: “Mind if I use your Weibo to post this video?”
Yan Qing: “Use it.”
Xie Chenyang directly uploaded the entire video, with the text: I went to the bar to find an uncle, and I met the actor Ke Ming! Originally wanted to make a small video as a souvenir, but I didn’t expect…he turned out to be such an actor!
Then, Aite took Ke Ming.
Yan Qing watched him move, with Wei Wei’s doubts: “They will delete this Weibo, right?”
“Not so fast,” Xie Chenyang smiled and looked at him, “He is still on his way home, so he won’t be able to scan Weibo so quickly.”
Ke Ming must have his account in his own hands.
He will hand over the phone to the broker for operation if he knows it, but will not tell the broker the account password.
In the plot, Shen Yangfan is heartbroken, also? Because he knows that Ke Ming’s Weibo account is in his hands.
After a few minutes, Xie Chenyang used his mobile phone to board Shen Yangfan’s quiet year.
Different from the number of fans in his heyday, now his fans are only over ten thousand.
He paid attention to Yan Qing and reposted his Weibo with the text: Although it was an accident, I have to say, kid, good job!
Then Aite got some entertainment big Vs he knew.
[Dad, is this really all right? 】
Youhuang: “Well, in this world, as long as you don’t secretly install a wiretap camera in the other party’s home, it is okay to use video and audio recordings as evidence in public places.”
【That’s good】
The evening is the entertainment time for people.
This Weibo is going crazy soon.
After Xie Chenyang finished the release, he silenced the mechanism, did not care any more, but looked at Yan Qing: “Stay here tonight? Did you tell the parents?”
Yan Qing put her hand in her pocket and squeezed the chocolate tightly: “Say it.”
Xie Chenyang leaned in front of him and sniffed slightly: “Little devil, have you drunk?”
Xie Chenyang stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead: “Before you are a minor? You can’t drink, and you can’t do it again next time. Have you heard?”
Yan Qing snorted: “I see.”
“Well, you still sleep in Komatsu’s room tonight.”
“What about Komatsu?”
“Of course it’s sleeping with me.”
Xie Chen raised his lips: “He is my nephew. If he doesn’t sleep with me, is it possible? You sleep with me?”
Yan Qing frowned slightly: “We are friends, I wake up with him, uncle, you should go to bed alone.”
Xie Chenyang: “Okay.”
Yan Qing: “…” So simply.
Wait, how can we discuss going to bed.
Xie Chenyang rubbed his head and stood up: “Me too? Going to wash and sleep, you two should rest early.”
Yan Qing followed and got up.
Yan Qing’s voice rarely made a little nervous: “Can you open your hand?”
“what?”
Xie Chen raised his lips and stretched out a hand towards him.
Yan Qingyi took out the hand he held in his pocket, and the exquisite chocolate was stuffed into Xie Chenyang’s hand. His cold voice trembled slightly: “I, I will be an adult in more than four months.”
Xie Chenyang: “That…”
“I’m going back to the room first!”
Yan Qing turned around to leave, but Xie Chenyang stretched his hand into his arms.
Xie Chenyang hugged him, put a hand on the back of his head, and said in a low voice: “Little devil, I’ll wait for you.”
Yan Qing relaxed a little, and replied with a dull voice in his arms: “Yeah.”
Tao Xiaosong yawned and went out, with a dazed face: “Uncle, Brother Qing, you guys???”
Xie Chenyang let go of Yan Qing and chuckled, “You drank wine secretly from your classmates and got a little drunk. Komatsu will take good care of him tonight.”
Tao Xiaosong: “Huh?”
Xie Chenyang returned to the room comfortably.
【goose】
Laughing out the goose chirping.
You Huang: “Not, really not.”
[He is so cute, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose, goose]
【Did you see it? He must think he has a good facial expression, such a shy daughter-in-law.]
“Snapped–”
Xie Chenyang was kicked to the wall by the foot that suddenly appeared in the air, and slowly slipped off while sticking to the wall.
Xie Chenyang clutched his heart and couldn’t say anything: [My father can’t be so rude! who are you? Give me back my gentle father! 】
Xie Chenyang took a deep breath and obediently went to the bathroom to take a bath.
Looking at the red mark on his face in the mirror, he sighed slightly: [Maybe this is menopause, I want to understand Dad. 】
“Boom!”
“Aw—”
It is rare for Tao Xiaosong not to continue playing games. After Yan Qingyi came back from the shower, he leaned over and asked him, “Brother Qing, did you really go drinking?”
Yan Qing was wiping his hair while sitting at his computer desk, and casually replied, “Yeah.”
Tao Xiaosong was suspicious: “Then you and my uncle just now…”
Yan Qing thought to herself, my uncle and I have reached an agreement.
“Not standing firm.”
Tao Xiaosong let out a sigh of relief, and said euphemistically: “Brother Qing, next time you…well, you should come to me less.”
Yan Qing frowned: “What do you mean?”
Tao Xiaosong ran to lock the door behind him, sat cross-legged on the bed, and looked at Yan Qing earnestly: “Say it first. You promise you won’t tell me what I said tonight.”
Yan Qing’s hand wiping his hair paused: “Yeah.” He probably guessed what he was going to say.
“My uncle is a good man, but…” Tao Xiaosong bit her lip and whispered, “My uncle is the same…same sex, don’t you understand?”
Of course Yan Qing understands.
Not only did he understand, he also found himself? Yes. Also confessed, and successfully got an agreement.
“Yeah.” You won’t be too surprised if you want me to become your aunt in the next year.
Tao Xiaosong took a deep breath: “Let’s tell you this, Brother Qing, you are so good-looking, they all secretly call you school grass, I just went out to see you… My uncle’s eyes don’t look at you… That’s right. You still don’t dangle in front of him in the future.”
However, although.
The look in his uncle’s eyes just now made him get goose bumps.
Yan Qing: “What does he look at me?”
Yan Qing put down the towel wiping her hair: “What kind of eyes does your uncle look at me?”
Tao Xiaosong entangled: “Yes, it’s very gentle and affectionate?… Ah, I don’t know how to say it. Uncle has been single for a long time, and I am worried that he will be hungry.”
Yan Qing said coldly,
“Hungry for food? What do you mean? Do you think I am unworthy?”
“That’s not what I meant,” Tao Xiaosong said with a headache, “I’m worried about you brother, although he is my uncle, you are my brother!”
“Oh, don’t worry.” Don’t worry, it’s already done.
Tao Xiaosong saw that he understood, and got up: “Then I? Go take a bath. If you are sleepy, go to sleep first.”
Xie Chenyang sat on the sofa and smoked.
After two domestic violence, Youhuang disappeared. He apologized, right? I don’t know if he can hear him.
[Dad, I was wrong, I just screamed]
“Boom boom boom.”
“Uncle, can I come in?”
Xie Chenyang put out the cigarette, took a sip of water, and chuckled softly: “It’s quite conscious. Let’s hit the floor by yourself.”
Tao Xiaosong sat across from him,
“Uncle, I didn’t come here to lay the floor.” Xie Chenyang: “Something to ask me?”
“Well,” Tao Xiaosong squeezed his clothes uncomfortably, “Uncle, I’m from the same school… Isn’t it handsome?”
Xie Chenyang recalled the appearance of his lover in this world, and said casually: “It’s okay.”
Tao Xiaosong: “…” So perfunctory?
He asked carefully: “Uncle, are you okay with Brother Qing?”
Xie Chen raised his lips and smiled: “A joke? Will I take action against a minor?”
Tao Xiaosong: “That’s good.”
Xie Chenyang laughed out loud.
Tao Xiaosong scratched his head: “Uncle, where do I… sleep tonight?”
“Then I will go back to my room.” If I can choose, I have to go back to my room to sleep!
Xie Chenyang looked at his voice and put away his smile.
[Stupid boy, I don’t do anything when I’m underage, but I’m a grown-up, goose, goose, goose.]
Youhuang sighed: “I remember you never laughed like this before. It’s not elegant at all.”
[Dad, you too? Goose]
Early the next morning, Xie Chenyang did not disturb the two in the second bedroom. He went to the court alone to file a case against Ke Ming for slandering him a year ago, which caused him to lose his reputation, money, etc., and Yan Qing shot the case. A video in which he applied as evidence.
After getting approval, Xie Chenyang returned home and brought breakfast for the two children by the way.
Just when the three of them were eating breakfast, Ke Ming, who hadn’t slept all night, received a court summons, and he finally broke out after being depressed for a long time.
Facing the agent’s accountability, he angrily said: “How did I know that by such a coincidence, someone would come to him and filmed a video! If I knew I would tell everything? Ah?!”
The agent was busy working for him all night, and sneered when he heard the words: “As long as you have a little brain, you won’t go to him again. What are you looking for? Are you busy? I asked you to give me your Weibo account. What? I have to be dragged in my hand for fear of me harming you.”
“All said it is a coincidence! How did he know that I was looking for him and was ready to take pictures? This is just a coincidence. What’s the point of accusing me if you don’t think about solving it?”
“Did I not solve it? I didn’t sleep all night! But Ke Ming, this is a video. In it, you personally admitted that the original incident was deliberately framed by you. How did you let me wash? This incident? Doing what you do is just a joke, it’s kindness and revenge, it’s a scumbag!”
“you–”
Xie Chenyang didn’t know that Ke Ming and his agent had already quarreled. After breakfast, he left Tao Xiaosong at home and took him out in the name of sending Yan Qing home.
I don’t know if it was because of the agreement that Yan Qing’s mentality immediately changed.
While sitting in the co-pilot, he turned his head and said, “Uncle won’t you help me wear a seat belt?”
Xie Chenyang closed the car door and asked with a smile: “You don’t know how to do it yourself?”
Yan Qing downplayed: “I haven’t taken a car.”
He leaned over to fasten his safety, lowered his head slightly to look at him, and leaned very close: “Boy, where do you live?”
Yan Qing’s eyes were deep: “My name is Yan Qing.”
“A Qing.”
His cry was extremely low and gentle.
Yan Qing moved in his heart and raised his head slightly.
Xie Chenyang stretched out his hand to hold his head and pressed back, and returned to the driving seat: “Where do you live?”
Yan Qing’s eyes chased him.
Xie Chenyang tugged at the neckline: “Where is it?”
Yan Qing snorted and reported a position.
The author has something to say: There is no double hahaha, I will make up after the double update.
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