wealthy surrogate husband

Shen Ting has never asked Shen's father for money since he was in college. He started writing very early. He has manuscript fees, money for selling physical books, and copyright fees for various audiobooks and comic adaptations. The money is enough for him. Have a good material life.

Some time after graduation, because he had more time to create, his income doubled, and in addition to his usual small expenses, the amount of deposits in his bank card was already considerable.

But these are only known to him. Shen's father doesn't care how much money he can earn. In other words, he never thought that a person who spends all day writing in a room can earn a lot of money. In his eyes, Shen Ting and those who rely on There is no difference between the rich second generation who are at home waiting to die. Obviously he has forgotten that he has not given money to Shen Ting in these years.

Shen Ting is not used to explaining his income in this industry to others, but at this moment, he actually wanted to show off to Shao Rencheng, "Let me tell you, don't underestimate me, I am very good at making money."

Shao Rencheng never dared to underestimate him, but he still wanted to tease him, "Then tell me how good you are at making money."

Shen Ting thought for a while, took out his phone, tapped it a few times, and handed it to him, "Look, this is the money in one of my bank cards. It's the manuscript fees I've saved over the past few years, isn't it a lot?"

Shao Rencheng counted the digits of the string of numbers. To be honest, he was a little surprised. He patted Shen Ting's head and said sincerely: "You are too powerful."

Shen Ting lifted his chin proudly, "Not only that, I still have the money to sell books and copyrights. By the way, my novels are turned into movies, and the website also gives me copyright fees. If the movies make money in the future , I still have dividends.”

At this time, Shen Ting really wanted to let Shao Rencheng know how good he was. He had been chasing this man since he was very young. Although there was a huge misunderstanding in the middle due to some reasons, it never faded away. Get rid of his admiration and admiration for this person.

Now that he finally has the opportunity, he spares no effort to show his strengths like a peacock.

Shao Rencheng raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck, "You are great."

Shen Ting put away the phone, supported Shao Rencheng's knee, leaned over and kissed him on the lips, and said, "It's getting late, I'll soak your feet, let's go to sleep."

On the first day of the new year, the whole family was at home, and it passed as usual. On the second day of the new year, the Shao family was crowded and lively.

When Shao Kang'an was young, he worked hard in his career and met many brothers. In Shao Kang'an's opinion, those people were much more useful than his two sons.After so many years, some people are still loyal, and some people have already harbored ulterior motives, but no matter what kind of heart they have, they still have to come to pay New Year's greetings on this day.

The living room was full of people, Shao Kang'an asked Shao Rencheng and Shao Rensheng to go downstairs to accompany him, and Shen Ting went downstairs to show his face, so it was fine for him, so he simply hid in the room and read a book.When eating at noon, Shao Kang'an invited the chef and set up two tables in his home, and Shen Ting also went downstairs to the table.

Shen Ting was sitting next to Shao Rencheng, and there was a man staring at him. He looked up and saw that it was a young man with a fat body. He was not good-looking, and he looked a little silly. I laughed foolishly, revealing two yellow front teeth.

Shen Ting trembled, feeling that goosebumps on his body were about to rise, he lowered his head and continued to eat, but he lost his appetite.

He sighed, grabbed his chopsticks and looked at the dishes on this table, not wanting to move.

"What's wrong?" Shao Rencheng asked him, "What are you thinking?"

"Think about which dish to eat." Shen Ting replied casually.

Shao Rencheng took his hand from under the table and squeezed it, "If you don't want to eat, go upstairs."

Shen Ting really lost his appetite. He glanced at the room. All the uncles were toasting each other. No one was paying attention to him. He leaned into Shao Rencheng's ear and said, "It's not good to go upstairs right after eating. I'll go outside to get some air. , if you don’t want to stay inside after eating, send me a message, I’ll come in to pick you up, and I’ll push you out for a walk.”

Shao Rencheng also imitated him, and whispered in his ear, "Okay."

So Shen Ting stood up and walked out the door.

After Shen Ting left, Shao Rencheng also put down his chopsticks, wiped his hands with a towel, and called out, "Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Xiang was drinking and talking with the people next to him. Hearing this, he turned his head and said, "What's the matter? Want to drink with uncle?"

Shao Rencheng shook his head, "Is Brother Minghua not married yet?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xiang subconsciously glanced at his son Zhao Minghua who was sitting next to him, but Zhao Minghua didn't hear the conversation between them at all, and stared at the direction of the door with a pair of small eyes, not knowing why he was in a daze.

Zhao Xiang knew his son's virtues well. He was over 30 and still unmarried. It's not that there are no women who want to marry him, but he is gay and doesn't like women at all. If he finds one for him, he beats one away. Later, when people heard about Zhao's son, I don't even want to send my daughter to the door.If women don't want it, men don't want it even more. Zhao Xiang's hair is graying because of this son.

Zhao Xiang usually doesn't like people asking about his son's marriage, but the person in front of him is Shao Rencheng, he can't get angry on the spot, so he laughed and said, "Not yet, it's not that no one thinks of him."

When he was speaking, he pushed Zhao Minghua with his elbow. Zhao Minghua looked at him inexplicably, and then continued to stare in the direction of the gate in a daze.Zhao Xiang raised his hand to the back of his head and said angrily, "Don't look!"

This attracted the attention of everyone in the room. Shao Kang'an asked him: "Old Zhao, what's the matter? How do you beat a child during the Chinese New Year?"

Here, Zhao Minghua covered the back of his head with his hands, and looked at Zhao Xiang blankly, "Dad, why did you hit me?"

Zhao Minghua's complexion was very bad, and he said directly: "Shame on me!"

After finishing speaking, he said to Shao Rencheng: "Rencheng, our Minghua is really not very smart. If you offend you in any way, you have to forgive him and forgive him this time."

These people are all human beings, and any word can stir up conflicts.Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Shao Kang'an looked at Shao Rencheng, "Rencheng, what's going on?"

Shao Rencheng replied: "Uncle Zhao misunderstood. I also kindly cared about Brother Minghua's lifelong affairs. I didn't expect to make Uncle Zhao unhappy. It was my fault. Uncle Zhao, Brother Minghua, I offer you a toast."

As he spoke, he picked up the full wine glass and drank it down. After putting down the glass, he continued, "Brother Minghua, I heard you like men?"

Zhao Minghua nodded foolishly, but Zhao Xiang's complexion had changed. Although it was no secret that Zhao Minghua liked men, he, a father, still felt embarrassed to be told in public.

Regardless of what they were thinking, Shao Rencheng continued, "It's not a big deal to like men. I like men too, but if you can't control your eyes and keep staring at other men's men, then it's wrong."