please feel my love

When Fu Sirong came back, Yan Shanlan had already arrived.

Omega, who put on a little smoky makeup, sat on the sofa, her slightly raised brows and eyes showed laziness, and her exposed chest and collarbone shone brightly under the cool-colored lamp.

Hearing Fu Sirong's footsteps, he raised his head.

"Waiting for a long time?" Fu Sirong sat down and asked someone to replace the cold black tea in front of Yan Shanlan.

Yan Shanlan shook his head, "I just arrived, and I want to take off my makeup first and see you again."

He was filming on the set all night yesterday, and stayed up all night. The makeup artist put a lot of highlights on his body, and the makeup on his face was changed twice in a row. It is inevitable that there will be a slight loss of makeup.

On the way here, Yan Shanlan looked in the mirror at the heavy makeup on his face, wondering whether Fu Sirong would dislike his heavy makeup.

"It won't delay you for too long." Fu Sirong saw Yan Shanlan's tense shoulders, and motioned to Tan Xiao who was behind him to hand the agreement in front of him, "This is a prenuptial agreement, please see if there is anything to be amended."

This agreement was written by Fu Sirong a long time ago. He wanted to show it to Yan Shanlan the day he went to Yan's house, but in the end he just had a quick meeting and left.

Until today, the two have had the opportunity to sit down and sign this prenuptial agreement.

In a society dominated by Alphas, prenuptial agreements not only notarize pre-marital property, but also add additional clauses after marriage or even divorce. Some Alphas will make Omega sign unequal agreements and hinder Omega divorce with harsh conditions, especially in Omega's family is not as good as Alpha's.

These are all valid after the agreement is notarized, so Omega will be more cautious when signing a prenuptial agreement. Omega, who has a family as a backer, can't wait for the lawyer to disassemble and interpret every word of the agreement.

But Yan Shanlan didn't read the content, turned to the last page of the agreement, and signed his name directly at the signing place.

Tan Xiao who was on the side was stunned by his crisp and quick movements, and even Fu Sirong couldn't stabilize his expression for a moment.

Fu Sirong was ready for Yan Shanlan's refusal to sign the agreement. After all, it was not a must, but Yan Shanlan signed it without even looking at it, as casually as if he was just signing on a certain red carpet event.

If he hadn't known that Yan Shanlan had been in the fashion circle for many years, Fu Sirong would have thought that he was a canary who was spoiled and ignorant of worldly affairs.

After Yan Shanlan finished signing, he found that Fu Sirong's expression was a little strange, "What's wrong?"

Fu Sirong remained silent, stared at his face for a while, and waited for Tan Xiao to leave with the signed agreement before asking him, "Are you really thinking about it?"

The Yan family has been engaged in international shipping trade since nearly a hundred years ago. Although it is not as prominent as the Fu family, it can be considered wealthy. If it is not affected by the game, the capital chain is broken and cannot operate. With the status of the Yan family, there is no need to push Yan Shanlan into marriage. .

When Fu Sirong talked to Yan Xueqing before, he only offered a prenuptial agreement and was rejected, and Yan Shanlan was obviously a little angry that day, he thought Yan Shanlan would not agree.

"Everything I have is given by the Yan family. If the family is in decline, I will not live well. Besides marrying the Fu family, it is the Yan family who is at the top of the list." Yan Shanlan lowered his head, and his fingertips were stained with fine powder at some point. glitter powder.

From Yan Shanlan's family to Yan Shanlan's generation, there are only two children. Yan Xueqing is in control of the Yan family. He is an Omega, and he neither needs to inherit the family business nor be a victim of marriage. Life.

He has been doing what he likes, and now the family needs him to pay, of course he will not back down, but...

Yan Shanlan twirled her fingertips, and the glitter fell on the black pants.

He asked: "I don't understand, why did the Fu family help the Yan family?"

Time and time again, Fu Sirong said that he was willing to marry him, but what good would marrying him do to the Fu family?

Fu Sirong looked at his raised fingers, and said without changing his face: "I said, I will take responsibility. Even if you don't agree, I will help this time."

Yan Shanlan was startled, then suddenly smiled, and said sadly, "I thought..."

Before Fu Sirong could understand the second half of the sentence, Yan Shanlan stopped talking.

He smiled and said with some self-pity: "I have a bad reputation."

First, he was photographed leaving the hotel with Fu Sirong, and then the marriage was exposed, and Yan Shanlan's reputation once again fell to the bottom.

He thought that with Fu Sirong's status, there were more Omega who wanted to marry him, and there was no need to choose someone like him just because of responsibility or taking what they needed.

But Fu Sirong was still willing to marry him.

"I don't care." Fu Sirong replied flatly.

Yan Shanlan sighed silently, and his tensed shoulders relaxed.

His silence reminded Fu Sirong of the group of reporters surrounding the entrance of Fu's Building. He was about to say something when someone knocked on the door behind him.

The butler stood at the door and said respectfully, "Mr. Yan's luggage has been delivered."

The housekeeper took Yan Shanlan upstairs. His bedroom was on the far right of the third floor, and Fu Sirong's room was on the far left. There was only a study room between the two bedrooms.

The two of them didn't sleep together, because Yan Shanlan's working time span was very long, and Fu Sirong felt that he needed a quiet environment to rest, even if he had other needs, no matter which room the bed was big enough.

When Fu Sirong finished dealing with the prenuptial agreement and knocked on Yan Shanlan's room, he was sorting out the luggage he had delivered.

After removing her make-up, Yan Shanlan put on a loose nightgown and sat on a low stool to unpack the suitcase.

He had a lot of luggage, and it took a lot of time just to unpack it. Fu Sirong didn't know if he had no plans to go back to the Yan's house, so he directly moved all the things from the Yan's house.

Yan Shanlan stayed up all night, maybe he was tired, his movements were very slow.

Seeing that he finished unpacking the box, Fu Sirong was about to call someone in to help: "Housekeeper."

"No, I'll do it myself." Yan Shanlan stopped him.

This bedroom is arranged according to Yan Shanlan's previous bedroom, the size is exactly the same, the layout and soft furnishings are almost exactly the same as the original one.

This is not a coincidence, it is entirely out of Fu Sirong's thoughtfulness.

Yan Shanlan suppressed his thoughts and began to tidy up the room.

He doesn't need to think about how to arrange the bedroom, as long as he resets with his memory, he can organize his luggage faster, and put the trivial daily items in the corresponding place, leaving only one box.

Fu Sirong crossed his arms and watched Yan Shanlan open the box.

The box contained two medicine boxes, one containing a large number of inhibitors, and the other containing stacks of pheromone blocking stickers.

Fu Sirong frowned, but said nothing.

The housekeeper who was called by Fu Sirong was stunned, and took a peek at the master. Seeing that his expression was the same, he hurriedly found a reason to leave Yan Shanlan's bedroom.

Fu Sirong stood at the door of the bedroom, looking at Yan Shanlan openly.

As one of the best supermodels in the world, Yan Shanlan has never lacked pages and reports. Although there are mixed reviews, no one has ever questioned his appearance as a model.

Yan Shanlan is very beautiful, waiting for him quietly is pleasing to the eye, he has no temper when he is hurt by bullying, and he is not as domineering as the outside world says.

He restrained his aura in front of the camera, being gentle and even a little obedient.

No one has such a word to describe Yan Shanlan, but Fu Sirong thinks he is like this.

He was a treasure held in the hands of the Yan family, but was covered in rumors.

Fu Sirong knocked on the door frame, "If you need anything in the future, tell the butler directly."

Yan Shanlan gave a soft "hmm" and sat on the bed with his legs bent while holding the medicine box.

He pressed the pillow at hand and asked, "Have you checked what I like in advance?"

"I asked the butler to arrange it." Fu Sirong said, but his eyes wandered elsewhere.

The bedroom was quiet for a while, Fu Sirong turned his gaze back, and "coincidentally" met Yan Shanlan's eyes again.

Yan Shanlan's eyes were very clean, without any hint of inquiry, Fu Sirong coughed lightly, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Yan Shanlan shook his head with a smile, took out three inhibitors and a stack of pheromone blocking stickers from the medicine box, and put them in the bedside table on the right, "Next month is my estrus period. Let me tell you."

"...Okay." Fu Sirong's face froze for a moment, "Do you remember your estrus period?"

"Of course, it's very troublesome to be in heat suddenly during working hours." Yan Shanlan paused, "Can I continue to work after I get married?"

He raised his head just as he asked the question, his pale gray eyes wide open, innocent looking.

Fu Sirong lowered his eyes, "This is your freedom."

Yan Shanlan put the medicine box on the bedside table, turned his back to Fu Sirong, and began to fiddle with the alarm clock on the table.

He pulled up his hair and fixed it behind his head with a hairpin, exposing a smooth neck.

The slightly protruding glands on the back of the neck were faintly visible under the nightgown, but Fu Sirong didn't smell Yan Shanlan's pheromone, maybe he used blocking spray.

"Yan Shanlan." Fu Sirong couldn't help calling him.

The person who was called turned around and looked at him puzzled.

The tall Alpha stood in front of the bedroom door, covering the corridor light and blocking the only exit.

Yan Shanlan waited for a long time before hearing Fu Sirong say: "Rest early today, and go to collect the certificate tomorrow."

He blinked and said softly, "Well, good night."

The sky outside the window was still bright, the sun fell on Yan Shanlan's side face, his gray eyes were bright and bright, but the small light brown mole on the bridge of his nose was hidden.

"Good night." The serious Fu family leader said an inappropriate concluding remark, and he didn't forget to help Yan Shanlan close the bedroom door when he left.

Fu Sirong stood at the corner of the stairs, looking up at the closed door on the leftmost side of the third floor.

Yan Shanlan was behind that door.

The housekeeper looked at the master who suddenly felt happy, and said hesitantly, "Sir, Mr. Yan..."

"Huh?" Fu Sirong withdrew his gaze, heard the butler say something in a low voice, and tapped his finger on the log handrail of the stairs, "It's time to change your mouth."

"Call Madam."