To be honest, regardless of his previous life or this life, at Peng Xiangming's age, he had never considered the issue of children. He was ill at the age of 21 in his previous life.

Therefore, he had no way of understanding the idea of ​​a person, a woman, at the age of nearly forty.

At best, he can be said to be more understanding of the ideas of girls in his twenties.

He is younger, such as Wu Bing, Lu Yuanyuan, Zhou Shunqing, slightly older, Liu Mi, Jiang Xianxian, and even Sun Xiaoyan, who is twenty-eight years old, he thinks it is understandable and even masters a lot of their emotions.

But a woman at the age of forty... is really beyond his understanding.

Peng’s mother is only 45 years old this year, and she is 46 years old.

Lao An is only seven years younger than his mother. Although they can basically be considered as people of two ages based on their appearance alone. No one would doubt it if Lao An was just thirty.

But psychology and appearance are not equated.

Of course, no matter how incomprehensible it is, it will not delay Peng Xiangming being a very smart person.

One of the characteristics of smart people is that their memory, comprehension and perception are beyond ordinary people.

"She is telling me that she wants a child!" he thought.

But...dum!

I am only twenty-one years old, can I be a father?

And... do you have children without getting married?

Then he became an illegitimate child?

Besides, if Liu Mi knew, if Qi Yuan knew...

An Minzhi looked at him calmly.

Peng Xiangming slowly picked up his arm, "So... do you want to find someone to get married and have a child?"

She replied, "Yes, I have this idea, mainly because I am afraid that once I get older, even if I am..." The explanation was a little cautious, but in Peng Xiangming's eyes, the intention had been revealed.

"Why isn't it me?" Peng Xiangming interrupted her.

An Minzhi looked at him and looked at each other calmly for a moment, "Are you... OK?"

"Are you questioning my ability?"

An Minzhi suddenly laughed and waved his hand quickly, not wanting to provoke the little man, "No, I mean..."

"We don't get married. And I don't want to get married either."

"Well, you can't get married. But the child must take my surname..."

"I think beautifully. My child must take my last name!"

"Dare you dare?"

"Haha, you're kidding. I wasn't afraid of anyone when I was not a writer."

"Okay, then I don't care. Of course, I wish my child the last name to his father. What's more, his father is so powerful and so awesome!"

“Where is the conditions?”

“What conditions?”

"Trade, sister. Haven't you always like to talk about transactions? I won't talk about it this time?"

"I'm giving birth to you! I have to give you something to exchange for what you mean?"

"What do you think? If you don't give me something, I thought we were in love!"

"But the child takes your last name!"

"But you want the kid! I don't care."

An Minzhi's silence.

After a while, she looked calm and said, "If that doesn't work, can I find someone else? I won't be able to deliver it even if I can't? It's not difficult to find a young guy in his early twenties!"

After a pause, she continued to look calm, "Although I am not very rich, I can give my future husband enough, house, car, money, status, and opportunities...."

Peng Xiangming nodded slowly and tapped his fingers on the table twice.

"So... the talk broke down?"

"What do you think?"

Peng Xiangming looked at her deeply. This woman has always been very calm and difficult to deal with.

He raised his wrist and poured the remaining half of the glass of wine into his stomach, put down the glass, and smiled, "It's quite expensive, I don't want to waste it." The waiter happened to be nearby, and he waved, "Pay the bill!"

He asked An Minzhi again, "Let's aa?"

The waiter walked over quickly, An Minzhi took a deep breath and asked, "What do you want? What can I give you? You have nothing left!"

The waiter came over, Peng Xiangming took out his cell phone and clicked on WeChat.

An Minzhi waved his hand, turned his head to the waiter, and said with a smile, "Please wait a moment, we'll check out later."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, smiled, "Okay." He turned around and walked away.

Peng Xiangming's mobile phone was still on, and the payment code was shaking.

An Minzhi asked again, "What else do you want in me?"

She said, "You don't lack women. Your little girlfriend is so tender that she pinchs her water, not to mention that you must have something else, that one is called... Liumi? And those two little girls, have you all slept? What's the name?"

"Wu Bing, Lu Yuanyuan. But I really didn't move."

"Hmm. So what? Money? You have more money than me! Status? You are more popular than me! And you are about to make a movie, and you can do it by saying you can. I don't know how many companies are willing to spend money on you, but I have been a child for twenty years and filmed for ten years, but I can only direct TV series and youth dramas....What do you want?"

The screen of the phone went black, Peng Xiangming put it down, leaned over slowly, leaned over on the table, and asked, "I remember, there are not many clothes in your cloakroom? Do you usually like to throw away old clothes?"

An Minzhi was stunned for a moment and shook her head, "No, I just rarely go shopping and have no hobbies for shopping. I just want something. I go out and buy it back. It may only be a few times a year...what happened?"

Peng Xiangming tapped the table lightly, "It's a coincidence! I don't like throwing clothes either!"

An Minzhi was stunned and then suddenly realized.

Peng Xiangming retracted his body and leaned on the back of the chair. "I don't like to buy clothes casually, but I buy one and I will not throw it in my hand. She can be a second-hand piece, and I still love to wear it, but I will not allow her to be worn by others. That doesn't fit the psychology of a person like me."

As he said that, he gestured to himself, looking contemptuous, "Extreme possessiveness! Dirty machismo!"

An Minzhi's mouth blew slightly, and his smile jumped in the corners of his eyes.

Look at him.

He sighed, "Maybe I'm still young. I'm endless energy! I wish I could change five clothes a day! So I have a strong possessive desire! Liu Mi often says to me, probably if I'm not even thirty years old... I'm impotence! It's okay! I don't care! But as long as I want, I'm not allowed to run away!"

An Minzhi gradually put away his smile, hugged his shoulders, and looked at him coldly.

"You are so honest!" she said sarcastically.

"Yeah." He nodded seriously.

Even though they have been dealing with each other since the beginning, they have rarely talked so frankly so straightforwardly.

In the past, we always understood each other.

An Minzhi took a deep breath and asked him "So what? I have to stay with you?"

Peng Xiangming laughed, reached over, picked up her cup, took a big sip, put down the cup, and said, "You are the one who benefits you when you are with me, right? What is that transaction? What is the condition?"

An Minzhi nodded, smiled like a self-deprecatingly, turned his head and looked sideways, and then turned around for a moment, "In recent years, I have never encountered such a difficult chat again. Twice..."

She stretched out her two fingers, "I have been with you both times."

"Yeah, I feel sympathy for you."

"Tell me, what do you want? I also want to know. What else I have in me seems very important to you, maybe I don't even realize it myself."

It's like a real negotiation.

In fact, Peng Xiangming is indeed very serious.

No experience is not experienced, but people still have intuition.

"First, one day you want to leave me, whether you get married or find a boyfriend, you have to give the child back!"

"you……"

An Minzhi was furious in an instant.

Peng Xiangming responded calmly and even raised his head slightly.

He proudly despises it.

As his mind turned around, An Minzhi took a deep breath, "What's the second?"

"Second, come here and help me. It will be fine for three years!"

After a pause, he said, "You know, I opened a film company. Now I am a grass-roots team. I am choosing an office address. I don't even have an employee, but I will definitely have it in the future. A film company, even a small film company, has a lot of daily affairs. I think you can come and help me straighten out the matter. In three years, I should be able to choose a similar person to take over your shift."

"You are indeed straightforward. But I really didn't expect that I still have any usefulness here."

"Well, I said it, it's a deal!"

"Three years?"
To be continued...