two-way mark

On Monday, Yan Cheng brought his lawyer to Chi Xiye to go through formal marriage procedures.

It stands to reason that for a person of Yan Cheng's status, property notarization and marriage agreement before marriage are essential, but Yan Cheng did not do the same, and came with only the marriage registration form.

Chi Xiye would occasionally suspect that from the day he met Yan Cheng, it was his Nankey Dream, a colorful bubble that would wake up and shatter when touched lightly, until the light marriage registration form was placed in front of him, Only then did he feel the truth.

Chi Xiye's hands were shaking when he filled out the registration form, and his signature almost got out of the paper at the end.

Yan Cheng sat next to Chi Xiye and waited for him to sign before himself, but when he saw Chi Xiye's erratic handwriting, he couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile, "How did you sign it like this?"

Chi Xiye held down his right hand with his left hand, "A little nervous."

He watched Yan Cheng move the signed form in front of him, his heart was beating wildly, and a sense of uneasy uncertainty turned into unknown fear at this moment, like a hand tightly grasping him.

Chi Xiye held his breath and could hardly hold back his trembling hands.He watched Yan Cheng's movements, and when Yan Cheng was about to sign the pen, he suddenly stopped him: "Mr. Yan!"

As soon as Yan Cheng's pen tip landed on the paper, Chi Xiye yelled and left, "What's wrong?"

Chi Xiye stared at Yan Cheng's hand holding the pen. For some reason, he felt dizzy. His chest was swollen and painful. He swallowed, "Has Mr. Yan really decided that it's me?"

"Do you regret it?" Yan Cheng asked while putting down the pen, and took back his hand that was resting on the table, "If you regret it, it's still too late to say it, it doesn't matter."

How could he regret it? It was because he dreamed too much, so he felt fear when the dream was about to come true.

Chi Xiye shook his head vigorously, took the initiative to grab Yan Cheng's hand for the first time, and said, "I just want to confirm again, Mr. Yan, is it really me?"

Chi Xiye's eyes are very beautiful, a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes staring at Yan Cheng for a moment, the tension and confusion in his eyes are clearly visible.His skin was very fair, but his lower lip, which was bitten by white teeth because of nervousness, was red and bright.

But even with this demeanor, Chi Xiye was flamboyant.

Looking at Chi Xiye's face, Yan Cheng inadvertently lost his mind, thinking of the photo of Chi Xize growing up in the drawer of his study.

Even though they look almost identical in appearance, it is still easy to distinguish Chi Xiye from Chi Xize, the difference between flamboyant and restrained is too great.

Yan Cheng couldn't help thinking that Chi Xiye was more like Chi Xize when he was a child.

"Mr. Yan?" Chi Xiye couldn't wait for a reply, so he called Yan Cheng uneasily.

Yan Cheng came back to his senses, and took a long look at Chi Xiye, "It's you, Chi Xiye."

Only when he heard his own name from Yan Cheng's mouth did he feel a real sense of dust settled.

He was the one chosen by Mr. Yan.

Chi Xiye breathed a sigh of relief, watched Yan Cheng sign the paper neatly, and waited for the lawyer to confirm it, took out the red stamp and covered it.

The sound of the red badge falling also rang in Chi Xiye's heart, and he said at the same time, "Sir, please take care of me in the future."

Chi Xiye's voice was soft and gentle, he removed the surname, and the word "Mr." came out of his mouth softly, with a different meaning, very ambiguous.

Yan Cheng's heart skipped a beat when he was shouted, and he said, "Okay."

It's Wednesday in the blink of an eye, and Chi Xiye still can't imagine that he will hold a wedding with Yan Cheng tomorrow.

Under normal circumstances, Chi Pengyu would inevitably come and tell Chi Xiye what to do in Yan's house and how to please Yan Cheng after marriage.But the surprise is that until today, Chi Pengyu has never appeared in front of Chi Xiye alone, and he hasn't even made a phone call.

Chi Xiye was a little strange at first, but then he figured it out, probably because of Yan Cheng's orders, Chi Pengyu didn't dare to disobey Yan Cheng, so he had to be as quiet as a chicken.

Chi Xiye buried his head under the pillow, imagining tomorrow's scene, but suddenly found that he didn't know anything about the wedding process.

I don't know if Yan Cheng was busy and forgot, and didn't tell him the process.Chi Xiye suddenly threw away the pillow and sat up, grabbed the phone and clicked on the address book, hesitated for a while on Yan Cheng's name, and then found Xiao Chen's name.

Although Yan Cheng said at the beginning that he could call him if there was something to do, so far, Chi Xiye still hasn't called Yan Cheng.

The most important thing is that he didn't encounter a situation where he needed to make a call, but now that he needed it, he didn't dare.

Will Mr. Yan really answer?Will it bother him so suddenly?

"Ah, what should I do!" Chi Xiye kept sliding his hand on the screen, looked at the names of Xiao Chen and Yan Cheng in turn, and said frantically, "Who should I call!"

Chi Xiye yelled, slipped his finger, and dialed the phone directly.

Chi Xiye looked at the big characters of Yan Cheng, and his heart beat wildly.

The call was connected after a while, and Yan Cheng's deep voice came from the microphone, a little distorted due to the electric current: "Xiaochi? What's wrong?"

Hearing Yan Cheng's voice, Chi Xiye calmed down and asked, "Mr. Yan, I didn't get the wedding schedule..."

"En." Yan Cheng replied, not knowing what to do on the other end of the phone, Chi Xiye could vaguely hear the sound of documents being closed, as well as the sound of office chairs rolling on the ground and other people's voices.

"Mr. Yan, I'm sorry, did I disturb you?"

"It's okay." Yan Cheng raised his hand, interrupted the manager who was talking about the plan, and signaled for the suspension of the meeting, "There is no procedure, Xiao Chen will pick you up in the morning, I will wait for you at the manor, change clothes when you arrive, and I will I'll always be by your side, don't worry."

"Ah, okay." Chi Xiye picked his fingers, not knowing what to say, the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, so he could only say, "Thank you, Mr. Yan."

Yan Cheng let out a "huh", ignoring his subordinates who had different faces because of his laughter, and asked, "Why are you calling Mr. Yan again?"

"Huh?" Chi Xiye blushed when he heard Yan Cheng's almost teasing words, where Yan Cheng could not see.He picked up the pillow that had just been thrown aside, stuffed his head into it and continued to pretend to be an ostrich, "First... sir."

"Yeah." Yan Cheng responded with satisfaction, and said: "Go to bed early tonight, get up early tomorrow, and have another day of tossing around, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

"Okay." Chi Xiye said slowly, "Sir, take a good rest too. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Yan Cheng hung up the phone and signaled for the meeting to continue.

It was the first time that the person sitting below saw Yan Cheng answering the phone in the middle of the meeting, and he spoke so softly, almost pampering him. .

Sitting next to Yan Cheng, Xiao Chen kept his expression still, watching his nose, nose and heart, and everyone realized immediately: Xiao Chen is already used to it.