rebirth of not following the old path

Chapter 29

That night, it was almost twelve o'clock when Pan Haogan got home.

Pan Haoqian saw the dishes wrapped in plastic wrap on the dining table, and there were a few post-it notes beside them, which said how long these dishes would take to heat.

Walking into the bedroom, looking at the sleeping face of his lover on the bed, Pan Haoqian felt his heart warm up, and the exhaustion caused by busy work disappeared.

"My dear, good night." Pan Haoqian said lightly pecking at the top of Shang Ru's head.

The next morning, when Shangru woke up, he found that Pan Haoqian was not at home.

"Strange, where did he go, it's a big weekend?" Shang Ru muttered and called Pan Haoqian.

The call was connected immediately, "Hey, Haogan, where are you?"

"..." Pan Haoqian did not speak, and after a while, the voice of Pan Haoqian's assistant came, "Hello, Mr. Shang, I am Mr. Pan's assistant."

"He went to the company?!" Shangru looked at the time in surprise, it was 6:30.

"Uh...yes" the assistant's voice hesitated, but he immediately reacted and said politely, "Someone will pick you up in two hours, please get ready."

"Ah? What?" Shang Ru was still a little dizzy just after waking up. Hearing this nonsensical sentence, he thought he had heard it wrong.

"I said, please prepare for the trip in two hours." The assistant said again patiently.

"Is it arranged by your boss Pan?"

"Correct."

"Okay, I see." Shangru flipped through the calendar beside the bed, "Thank you"

"You're welcome." The assistant was about to hang up, but suddenly remembered Pan Haoqian's order, and added, "By the way, Mr. Shang."

"Ok?"

"Mr. Pan said that you have bought your breakfast and put it in the incubator." The assistant conveyed Pan Haoqian's words in a businesslike tone

"...Okay, I see." Shang Ru raised his forehead.

After opening the calendar, Shangru realized that today is not a special day, and thought carefully about all the anniversaries between the two of them, but still had no clue, so he simply shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Seeing that Pan Haoqian was having a video call with Pan Hong, the assistant put down his phone and left the office.

"Why so early?" Pan Hong at the other end of the video said.

"I have other arrangements this afternoon."

"Then I'll go there later. Fortunately, City T is not far from City B."

"Okay, I've sent someone to pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Pan Hao rubbed the center of his brows dryly. Recently, the work intensity has been compressed very tightly. If it wasn't for the reminder from his elder brother, he would have forgotten to tell Pan Hong.

Two hours later, Shangru was taken directly to the top garden of a five-star hotel.

Shangru looked around suspiciously, the place was decorated in a classical style, with a cobblestone path in the middle.

As soon as Shang Ru looked over, he was attracted by a meticulous ink painting at the end of the hall, which showed two men.

The man in the red gown has delicate features and looks forward with a smile on his face. He is sitting on a solid wood chair with one hand on his lap and the other on the chair.

The man with one hand behind his back has profound facial features. He is dressed in a black Tang suit, his stern face does not hide the tenderness in his eyes, and a hand naturally hangs down to cover the hand of the man in red.

Shangru walked along the path to observe the painting, and found that the details of the painting were not delicate. He knew that this was not the work of a famous artist, but the two people in the painting were exactly like himself and Pan Hao.

Dry.

He couldn't help stroking the drawing paper gently with his hand, a sweetness surged in his heart, he thought, he already knew who painted it.

"It's hard for him"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shangru heard Pan Haogan's voice behind him.

"How is the painting?"

Shangru turned around and saw Pan Haoqian walking in the same clothes as in the painting, rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Well, there is still room for improvement."

"Then I would like to ask Madam for more advice in the future." Pan Haoqian said frankly, and then leaned into Shangru's ear and said, "I really look forward to seeing how you look in that dress."

Shangru chuckled and said, "You are learning to draw these days?"

"More than that." Pan Haoqian withdrew his body, took Shangru's hand, and put a ring on his hand, "I also learned this."

Feeling the coldness on his fingers, Shangru's heart trembled, and he raised his hand to see that it was a simple men's platinum ring with a ring of thin diamonds on the outside of the ring.

"This is?" This was completely unexpected by Shangru. Although he was confident that he and Pan Haogan would be together forever, he never thought that he would have the right to marry.

"The proposal ring is also an engagement ring." Pan Haoqian shook his hand in front of Shangru, his words were full of smiles, "Will you marry me?"

"Why didn't I marry you?"

"Anyway, it's the door of Pan's house, which is self-produced and sold."

"..."

Shangru didn't speak, he hugged Pan Haoqian with both amused and sweetness in his heart, and leaned into his arms to carefully look at the ring on his hand.

"Why didn't we engrave our names? Don't they all do it in TV dramas?" Shang Ru asked with a smile, because he remembered the classic marriage proposal scenes in idol dramas.

"It's too vulgar. This is already the only pair of men's rings in the world." What Pan Haoqian didn't say was that he actually planned to do so, but because Mr. , under the persuasion of Mr. Qiao and others, he could only reluctantly give up. At this time, he felt very lucky to hear Shangru's question.

"Did you inlay these diamonds yourself?" Shangru squinted his eyes slightly as these thin diamonds shone dazzlingly in the sunlight.

"Your I Made Itself"

Shangru gave Pan Haogan a kiss on the jaw, and said, "Thank you."

"I said it a long time ago, I don't like to hear this sentence." After finishing speaking, Pan Haogan touched Shangru's lips, intertwined lips and tongue, and exchanged body fluid. Suddenly there was applause from around, and Shangru looked aside from the corner of his eye , Only then did he realize that his family and close friends were there, and Shangru's face turned red at a visible speed.

However, Pan Haoqian did not let him go, and he still wanted to lick the body fluid from his mouth before letting him go completely.

"Congratulations," Mr. Qiao said first.

"Why is everyone here?" Shangru blushed and whispered to Pan Haogan.

"Why, you want us when you're working, and you don't want us when there's something exciting to watch." Pan Hao made a fuss and booed below.

"Thank you." Shangru also laughed when he heard the words.

"Ahem" Pan Hong walked out of the path that everyone automatically gave way to, and beside him were Pan Deming and Liu Yinglan.

"Grandpa?" Shang Ru hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "Uncle and aunt, you are all here."

"Such a big event, can we not come?" Liu Yinglan rubbed Shangru's head and said, "I will call you parents from now on."

Shang Ru shyly smiled and said, "Okay."

Seeing the ring on Shangru's hand, Pan Hong knew that Pan Haoqian had succeeded in proposing, so he said with some helplessness but also some gratitude: "That kid insisted on letting me be a witness."

Hearing what he said, Shang Ru pulled him to sit down at the main table and said: "You are the head of our family, and only you are qualified to be a witness. However, I am really glad that you can come, Grandpa."

Seeing Shangru's reddened eyes, Pan Hong no longer put on airs, and said, "I'm really relieved that you can live well on your own in the future."

"Well, we will," Pan Haoqian said.

The serious process was finally completed, and only then did Teacher Qiao release Joyce, who was eager to try.

"Ha! It's my time now!" Joyce was wearing a small punk-style outfit, holding a small guitar in his hand, imitating the appearance of superstars when they performed, walking along the crowd to high-five and came to Shangru.

Shangru was carefully rolling up the painting drawn by Pan Haoqian, and was taken aback by Joyce, so Pan Haoqian silently dragged Joyce to a place three meters away from Shangru.

"Second Uncle, what are you doing!" Joyce said struggling.

"Just perform there," Pan Haoqian issued an order.

"I don't want it, I want to be by Xiaoshang's side." Joyce ran to Shangru's side again, and began to play the guitar nimbly with her little hands.

"..." The voice was a bit loud, Shang Ru frowned slightly, and said with a smile, "Chang Chang, the performance of a big star needs to be a little far away from the audience to look good."

"Really?" The child stopped with a serious face, and took a few steps back, "Is this okay?"

"Okay." Shangru's facial features finally stretched out.

Finally, Joyce sang "Two Tigers" among the crowd.

"This is the first piece he just learned, please bear with me," Pan Haoqiong said to Pan Haoqian and Shangru.

"..." After the successful marriage proposal, Pan Haoqian didn't care about the scene at all, but started to imagine the next "honeymoon" of the two.

"Well, it's still very good, at least very confident, haha" Shangru said tactfully.

A group of people quarreled with the two grooms-to-be for a while, and after lunch together, Pan Haoqian said he wanted to go home.

"Now?" Shangru looked around at the friends who were having a good time, and asked suspiciously.

"Well, pack your bags."

"what?!"

Two hours later, when he got on the plane to Tahiti in the South Pacific, Shangru hadn't recovered yet.

"What are we going to do?"

"Honeymoon."

"But my school still has classes."

"Please help me."

"How long are we going?"

"At least ten days, at most one month."

"You don't work."

"I can afford you."

"..."

The author has something to say:

This time it's really almost over, but there should be another H at the end, but I still have to work hard, everyone.