After Marrying the Villain, I Became Popular

Xia Wan looked up at him, feeling that his words were both joking and serious.

The sunlight cast from behind him cast a light shadow on his face, making it look softer than usual.

For some reason, Xia Wan suddenly thought of those rumors from the outside world.

"They said the person in the photo is Pan Xingwen." He whispered, pulling his wrist out of Huo Yu's grasp.

"What?" Huo Yu was stunned for a moment, vaguely puzzled, and felt that the name Pan Xingwen was somewhat familiar.

"The newcomer under Shenzhou." Xia Wan explained.

He held the ball in both hands, the sweat in his palms staining the surface of the basketball a dark brown.

Huo Yu didn't pay much attention to the entertainment news. He only vaguely remembered after hearing what Xia Wan said. Recently, Shenzhou was indeed promoting a newcomer named Pan Xingwen.

"What picture?" he asked.

"Just that time," Xia Wan said, taking out the phone and unlocking it, showing the photo to Huo Yu, "This one."

The photo is actually centered on Huo Lin and the police, with Huo Yu holding Xia Wan and occupying the right side of the frame.

Huo Yu looked down for a moment, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Who is in my arms, don't you know the best?"

Xia Wan pursed her lips, and turned off the screen in a panic.

Of course he knew very well that Huo Yu was holding him in his arms.

However, seeing so many people on the Internet saying that the figure from the back is Pan Xingwen, he still felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

In particular, Pan Xingwen is a member of Shenzhou.

I don't know what's going on, these small details that he didn't mind at all before, but now they seem to be infinitely magnified, and they keep teasing his nerves.

But they seemed to be easily eliminated, and with just Huo Yu's words, they all disappeared again.

Xia Wan hugged the basketball into her arms again with some unease.

Huo Yu smiled lightly, but he didn't make fun of Xia Wan because of what he said was stupid.

After a moment of silence, he changed the subject: "NF has a charity ceremony in November, I heard from Shen Yan that you are also invited, will you go?"

"Go." Xia Wan's expression finally became more natural, "Our studio has made a lot of money in recent months, so we can take this opportunity to give back to the society."

Xia Wan's studio has been formally established. Apart from him and Fu Ling, there are six other members. There are currently eight people in total.

Due to their own reasons, Su Tang and Shen Xing did not officially join, but occasionally came to help.

"Repay the society?" Huo Yu smiled, and scratched the basketball Xia Wan was holding with his fingertips, "I didn't see it, you are quite caring."

"There's a lot you didn't see." Xia Wan murmured in a low voice, and then asked again as if thinking of something, "You won't be invited too, would you?"

"Yes." Huo Yu responded in a low voice, and then said, "Can you spare time when I see it? If you can't go, you can help me bring the check over there."

The end of November is still more than two months away, and Xia Wan is not sure what state she and Huo Yu will be in at that time.

"Why do you let me take it?" He said, "Let Shen Yan or Pan Xingwen take it."

The NF Festival also invited many artists from China. Pan Xingwen has a relationship with Huo Yu, and the popularity has been very high recently. In an interview before, he euphemistically mentioned that he accepted the invitation.

Huo Yu paused for a moment when he heard that.

Xia Wan was almost completely enveloped by his shadow, she raised her face slightly to look at him, her tone was somewhat aggrieved and indignant.

But this kind of not-so-obvious, evasive anger and grievance made Huo Yu's heart suddenly warm.

Like a child playing hide-and-seek, he finally found the thing or person he was looking for in a very hidden corner after going through a lot of hardships, and his heart was full of joy.

The fingertips drawn on the basketball were slightly off, touching the back of Xia Wan's hand.

"Brother, brother," suddenly, the barbed wire surrounding the stadium by their sides shook.

Several half-aged children were greeting them from outside with basketballs in their arms.

Huo Yu raised his eyes lightly, startling those children, and no one dared to speak out for a while.

It was Xia Wan who turned her head away with a smile and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Brother," the leader asked in a low voice, "do you still use the court?"

"No need." Xia Wan smiled and stood up, "You guys use it."

Several children cheered and rushed in from the entrance.

When Xia Wan and Huo Yu walked downstairs with the ball in their arms, it happened that Zhang Nan sent Zhang Ruicheng over.

Normally, Zhang Nan usually put Zhang Ruicheng down and left directly, but this time when the door opened, Zhang Nan also bent down and got out of the car.

"Xia Wan." He greeted Xia Wan first, then looked at Huo Yu, "Mr. Huo."

"Hello," Huo Yu smiled, obviously a little surprised, "I've always heard that Uncle Zhang has a nephew, but I didn't expect it to be you."

Zhang Nan said with a smile: "I have heard about the relationship between Xia Wan and you a long time ago."

"You guys know each other?" Xia Wan was a little curious.

"Is there anyone who doesn't know Mr. Huo now?" Zhang Nan looked at Huo Yu with a smile.

Huo Yu turned his head with a smile and whispered to Xia Wan: "I met you once before."

Then he said to Zhang Nan: "Come up and sit down together?"

Zhang Nan hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Next time, next time Mr. Huo comes out, let's have a good drink."

He added with a smile, "At that time, Mr. Huo will have to reward him."

Huo Yu nodded, said some polite words, and went home with Zhang Ruicheng Xia Wan.

The watermelon that Aunt Zhang picked was sweet and sandy. It had been stored in the refrigerator all morning, and now it was opened and it was sweet and fragrant.

After Zhang Ruicheng ate two pieces of watermelon, he went downstairs to find Xia Chengzhang to watch chess.

Only then did Xia Wan and Huo Yu wash their hands, and returned to his own bedroom here.

The new home is much bigger than before, and Xia Wan's bedroom is also bigger, with a relaxing single sofa against the wall.

Because there were some issues to communicate with the product selection team, Xia Wan greeted Huo Yu, then sat down at the desk and turned on the laptop, while Huo Yu sat on the sofa.

While Xia Wan was busy, Huo Yu first lowered his head and sent a message to Shen Yan, asking him to clean up all the news about Pan Xingwen and himself.

Shen Yan replied very quickly: "Little sister-in-law has an opinion?"

"No," Huo Yu looked up at Xia Wan, and then replied, "I have a problem."

Shen Yan sent a "tsk tsk tsk" emoji, but Huo Yu didn't reply.

He opened the mailbox and wrote another email to Wei Qian, asking him to dig deeper into the backgrounds of Zhang Nan and Zhang Ruicheng.

When their people contacted Huo's shareholders before, they actually contacted Zhang Nan.

However, Zhang Nan was not their focus at that time. After all, he only had [-]% of the shares in his hand, and he also rejected their acquisition request.

But it's different now.

Huo Lin's ten points have been successfully obtained, and the chips on both sides have almost been balanced. Zhang Nan's three points may not seem like many, but he already has the ability to decide the outcome.

After sending the email to Wei Qian, Huo Yu replied to some emails and messages before leaning his body back into the sofa.

From this angle, Xia Wan's profile can be seen just by raising his eyes.

He's serious when he's working, and seems just as dependable as he is when he's drawing a design for a trinket.

Although the distance between the sofa and the desk is not too far, for some reason, Huo Yu still hopes to be closer.

In this way, if he stretches out his legs, he can easily touch Xia Wan's feet in slippers.

Xia Wan's feet were bare, her legs stretched out straight against the wall, her toes curled up.

He was also busy with his hands, and the sound of keyboard tapping was very clear in the quiet room, occasionally pausing for a moment, and then continuing to sound.

Sunshine streamed in from the window, hitting the body to create a feeling of idleness and laziness.

Under the warm autumn sun, Huo Yu once again felt the sense of security and happiness that he experienced in his bedroom last summer night before he moved.

Eyelids gradually became heavy, Huo Yu raised his hand to support his forehead.

"Hey, that's right." Xia Wan seemed to be busy for a while, she turned her head to look at Huo Yu, and stopped talking when she saw Huo Yu's posture.

"What's wrong?" Huo Yu tilted his head slightly as if the sun was shining on his eyes.

"Tired?" Xia Wan got up, knowing that Huo Yu had been socializing a lot these past few days, and probably didn't have a good sleep, so she said, "Go to my bed and sleep for a while."

He bent down to put away the things on the bed, and went to the closet to find a new sheet.

"This will do." Huo Yu smiled hurriedly and pulled his wrist, "It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Xia Wan hesitated for a moment, then put the bed sheet back.

Huo Yu lay down on the bed, stretched out his limbs comfortably, and sunk half of his face into Xia Wan's pillow.

For some reason, Xia Wan couldn't help but feel a little hot in his posture.

The pillow was dyed with Xia Wan's breath, not so strong, but light, very clean, like the sunshine outside the window, making people feel comfortable, relaxed and safe.

"What did you want to ask just now?" Huo Yu put one hand under his head and looked at Xia Wan lazily.

"Oh," Xia Wan thought, "I just wanted to ask how did you know Zhang Nan?"

Huo Yu smiled, his voice was very soft, with a sense of sleepiness, "He is a shareholder of the Huo Corporation, but his shareholding is very low. The last time I saw him, he was still in the Huo Pei family."

Xia Wan didn't respond anymore, because after Huo Yu finished the last few words, his eyes closed heavily.

Xia Wan sat in that position for a while, and then slowly reached the bedside.

He bent down, looked at Huo Yu's sleeping profile, and couldn't help reaching out to touch his cheek lightly.

The skin on Huo Yu's cheeks was warm, and his tentacles were softer than expected, which was different from the feeling brought by his chest muscles.

His eyelashes are thick, and he looks very peaceful when he is asleep.

Xia Wan secretly looked at him, unconsciously breathing lightly.

In the silence, Xia Wan's cell phone rang suddenly. He quickly withdrew his hand, hung up the cell phone, and then went out to make a call back.

The call was made by other members of the product selection team, because Xia Wan didn't reply to the message for a long time, so it was convenient for him to call.

After answering the phone, Xia Wan went to the kitchen to help Aunt Zhang for a while, and Zhang Ruicheng came back with Xia Chengzhang.

"Hey, where's Xiaoyu?" Xia Chengzhang looked around as soon as he came in, "I see his car is still parked below."

"Sleeping." Xia Wan said with a smile, "He's been socializing a lot these days, so he's probably too tired."

"How long have you slept?" Xia Chengzhang asked, "Can I have lunch?"

"I just told Aunt Zhang," Xia Wan said, "Just leave him a bowl of soup and a bowl of rice."

"You are too, how can there be enough to eat?" Xia Chengzhang said, his voice lowered unconsciously.

Huo Yu slept very deeply this time. When he woke up, the room was already dark, and he could hear someone talking softly outside.

He opened the door and saw Xia Chengzhang and Zhang Ruicheng sitting under the window of the living room drinking tea and playing chess, while Xia Wan was sitting next to Xia Chengzhang, drawing with a pad.

"Are you awake?" Xia Chengzhang was facing the direction of Xia Wan's bedroom, and was the first to notice, he hurriedly raised his voice to order Xia Wan, "Hurry up and warm up the food for Xiao Yu."

"Aunt Zhang is already cooking dinner." Xia Wan didn't move, "Let him eat with dinner."

"Don't listen to him," Xia Chengzhang said, and handed over the task to Huo Yu, "You order him."

"I'll have dinner with you." Huo Yu laughed and walked to Xia Wan's side.

Xia Chengzhang also laughed: "You just get used to him?"

Seeing Huo Yu standing still beside Xia Wan, raising his hand to rub Xia Wan's hair, he felt extremely relieved.

"Draw what?" Huo Yu said.

"The homework left by the teacher." Xia Wan slid her fingertips across the screen, "It has to be handed in early every morning."

"Yeah." Huo Yu looked at it for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Shall I go home tonight?"

Normally, Xia Wan goes to school directly from Xia Chengzhang on Monday, and returns to Huo Yu's house on Monday night.

But when Huo Yu came over today, Xia Wan nodded.

After dinner, the two sent Zhang Ruicheng home first, and then drove back to Huo Yu's residence.

Entering the community, as soon as he turned to the path leading to Huo Yu's house, Xia Wan saw a tall and thin figure standing in front of Huo Yu's house.

In the night, the cigarette butt in the man's hand was flickering, especially conspicuous.

When it got closer, Xia Wan couldn't help approaching Huo Yu and said, "It seems to be Sun Baijiang."

Huo Yu gave a soft "um" with a very calm expression on his face.

As soon as the car approached, Sun Baijiang threw the remaining half of his cigarette on the ground and stomped it out to meet him.

Seeing the two get off the car together, he paused, and then greeted Xia Wan first: "Xia Wan."

Looking at Huo Yu again: "Xiao Yu."

Xia Wan smiled and nodded to him: "Hello." But Huo Yu didn't speak.

"Is it convenient for me and Huo Yu to have a few words alone?" Sun Baijiang looked at Xia Wan and asked.

Xia Wan glanced at Huo Yu and nodded. He was about to leave when Huo Yu suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Huo Yu's voice was very light: "There's nothing he can't hear."

Sun Baijiang seemed to hesitate, but he didn't hesitate for too long. He probably felt that if he hesitated for too long, Huo Yu might not even give him a chance to speak.

"Does Shenzhou have your shares?" He asked.

After signing the contract with the Xue family, Huo Yu didn't deliberately hide the fact that Shenzhou had its own shares.

Pan Xingwen's desire to bind Huo Yu's hype is completely a reasonable use of internal resources.

"Yes." Huo Yu said.

"So you refused to sign me even though you knew I could bring huge benefits to the company?" Sun Baijiang asked.

"If you want a lot of your company, why do you have to come to Shenzhou?" Huo Yu seemed to smile slightly, "Besides, Shenzhou runs very well without you."

"Is the Pan Xingwen kind okay?" Sun Baijiang asked.

His words suddenly carried an aggressive flavor, and the air suddenly became quiet.

"It has nothing to do with you." Huo Yu said after a while, his voice was very calm, "I am willing to stop and talk to you today because I have more important people and things in my heart, and I don't want to allocate my energy to you. A penny in the past."

He paused for a moment, then added, "" Not even hatred. "

Sun Baijiang's eyes blinked slowly, as if he didn't quite understand what Huo Yu meant.

"Sun Baijiang," Huo Yu said in a deep voice, "I will seek my justice and then reconcile with the past, do you understand?"

Sun Baijiang's face became very pale, and he looked more desolate and bleak under the cold moonlight.

Reconciliation with the past, no love, no hate.

Sun Baijiang is nothing in his heart.

He clenched his fists, wanting to say that he could still help Huo Yu.

But those words were all stuck in his throat, and he didn't utter a single word.

He watched Huo Yu holding Xia Wan's hand, and walked firmly into this old villa that he used to visit when he was young and young, but never had the chance to step into it again when he was an adult.

The dark and slightly cold windows slowly lit up with warm lights.

But the light in his heart gradually went out little by little.

"Young Master," Xia Wan looked at Huo Yu with bright eyes when going up the stairs, "Who is the more important person you mentioned just now?"

He raised his face and looked at Huo Yu bravely, without flinching in the slightest.

It seemed that even if what Huo Yu said was still teasing, he wouldn't take it to heart.

Huo Yu went up one more flight of stairs than Xia Wan. Hearing this, he stopped and turned around.

He looked down at Xia Wan, a little smile gradually appeared in his slightly indifferent eyes, he didn't avoid talking like before, let alone tease Xia Wan, but said it very slowly, deeply and seriously one word.

The word exactly the same as that day after getting drunk: "You."

Xia Wan looked at him, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her entire chest seemed to be completely filled with happy colorful bubbles, ready to explode.

"But, Sun Baijiang," he held on to the last bit of reason, turned his head and glanced out, "what did he do?"

Huo Yu didn't speak, but took his hand and put it on his heart.

Through the thin clothes, Xia Wan could feel the temperature of Huo Yu's body, as well as the steady and strong heartbeat.

His heart couldn't help shaking, and he felt a little surprised: "This wound has something to do with him?"

Huo Yu didn't say anything, just raised his hand to touch his hair lightly.

That blow was very gentle, but it seemed to touch Xia Wan's heart. It made him think of the helpless young man lying in the cold ward, experiencing the despair after being betrayed by the person he trusted the most.

He unconsciously put his arms around Huo Yu's waist, and buried his face in his chest.

"It's all over." Huo Yu said, but immediately, he felt a little damp and hot.

Through the thin T-shirt, Xia Wan printed her hot lips on the spot where his scar was.

It's like appeasement, like branding, and it's like giving new meaning to that sad wound.