The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

"Xie Yan, Lord Longyang?"

In the eyes of the housekeeper who hesitated to speak, Xie Yan's hand holding the newspaper trembled slightly.

When the presenter's identity was exposed, he was unflappable in danger, and he was able to handle all kinds of attacks and slanders with ease, but when his relationship with Wen Heng was exposed so suddenly, Xie Yan panicked.

It never occurred to him that the other party's backers were actually himself and Wen Heng.

Xie Yan can recall the scene of that day in the photo even with his eyes closed. The lover who once thought he was separated from Yin and Yang finally reappeared in front of his eyes, with scars on his face that made him suffocate, and the surging emotions made him act out of reason. action, into each other's arms.

Unexpectedly, this scene would be photographed and printed in the newspaper brightly, which would become the "criminal evidence" against him.

It's like a flower that has been carefully cultivated for a long time, suddenly snatched away, exposed to the cold wind, and people who can't see their faces are talking a lot, criticizing its flower branches not swaying enough, the color not bright enough, and the fragrance not elegant enough...

Of course Xie Yan could snatch the flower back and hide it again, but once those criticisms and comments appeared, they would never be eliminated.

The flower he prized was but an ugly heresy in the hearts of the masses.

Xie Yan stood there blankly, not even noticing that the newspaper in his hand had been taken away. When he finally came back to his senses, Wen Heng had already sent the butler out and read the entire newspaper.

"I……"

"I understand, don't worry." Wen Heng held his hand and repeated, "Don't worry."

……

Xie Yan took a breath, forced herself to calm down, and tried not to focus on the photos and headlines in the newspaper.

"This newspaper...should be specially printed by someone. The housekeeper said it was mixed with the daily newspapers. At this time, everyone in the city should have read it...everyone."

Xie Yan looked at Wen Heng, "Do you want to explain?"

"how to explain?"

"The angle of the photo is wrong, it's misplaced... We have a good relationship, like brothers... Get someone to make up some stories, whatever—"

"Ayan." Wen Heng interrupted him, "Do you still remember what I said before I went to Sichuan, we will get married when we come back?"

"But...not this time."

Of course, Xie Yan had envisioned a future where he and Wen Heng would have an open relationship and get married in an aboveboard manner, but in his vision, when the environment in Hankou was further stabilized and people became more accepting of homosexuals under subtle influences, they would The time to officially announce the relationship and walk in the sun as lovers.

Now is far from the time.

"Nothing is perfect, at least for me, I am very satisfied to meet you." Wen Heng took Xie Yan into his arms, "As long as you are by my side, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, I have no fear, trust us once, okay?"

Xie Yan closed his eyes, quietly absorbing his strength. After a long time, he smiled and sighed, "It seems that we can only plan rather than change."

"Sometimes it's fun to be unplanned, isn't it?"

Xie Yan looked down at the newspaper on the table, reached out to take it, and carefully tore off all the surrounding words, leaving only the photos.

"Actually, it's quite beautiful."

It's a pity that the more beautiful it is, the more angry people will be to those who use it to slander.

"When we get married, please ask the best photographer in Hankou to take some more photos."

Xie Yan imagined the scene at that time, "Should we also publish it in the newspaper and make them mad?"

"As you wish."

"I'm joking." Xie Yan smiled and shook his head, he was not so angry, "We'll see the situation later."

"Now that we've figured it out, shall we go down for dinner first?"

"..."

"what happened?"

"You said..." Xie Yan asked in deliberation, "Have Master Wen and Madam Wen read this newspaper?"

"Maybe they saw it, or maybe they didn't." Seeing Xie Yan's face getting more and more troubled, Wen Heng smiled and threw a bombshell, "However, they already knew about us being together."

"...What?!" Xie Yan was dumbfounded, "When?"

"It's very early." Wen Heng's eyes flickered.

"How early?"

"Maybe it was... when we were not together?"

"..."

Xie Yan carefully recalled every detail of her time in Wen's house, and there were explanations for many unreasonable things, and she finally realized it.

He was the only co-author who always thought that he was engaged in an underground relationship, and the whole family was rushing to find a partner for their son from the beginning!

Xie Yan gritted her teeth, this is really selling herself and counting the money.

Wen Heng looked innocent, "My family has always known about my sexuality and I like you. The reason why I didn't tell you was because I was afraid to scare you. Later, I went to Sichuan and there was no chance."

"What about after you come back?"

"I thought you had noticed."

"..."

Xie Yan raised his forehead, recently he really suspected that Mrs. Wen and the others had already noticed the relationship between him and Wen Heng, but he really didn't expect that everyone knew it so early.

Xie Yan gritted her teeth and looked at Wen Heng, but couldn't find a way to vent her emotions.

Bite it, it's too childish; scold it, you can't keep your mouth open; hit it, it's even more impossible.

When his eyes touched the half-healed scar on the opponent's face, Xie Yan's heart softened.Compared with the painful days when I learned the bad news, the days after that are like stealing. If this is the case, why bother about it.

"Let's go down to eat, and we'll settle the score with you later."

Wen Heng was kind and kind, "When your arm is completely healed, I will give you a chance to settle accounts with me."

Xie Yan heard the hint in Wen Heng's words, gave him a harmless look, turned her head and walked away, covering her hot cheeks.

When we got downstairs, Mrs. Wen and Wen Jiulou were there, and Wen Rui also came back from the barracks.Although I already knew upstairs that these people were aware of their relationship with Wen Heng, and they were mentally prepared, Xie Yan was still a little awkward and nervous when he saw them.

After eating in silence, when the maids removed the dishes, Mrs. Wen suddenly cleared her throat, and Xie Yan's heart suddenly rose.

"Speaking of which, spring is coming soon, and the weather is getting hotter."

Wen Jiulou touched his head in confusion, "Is there any? Why do I still feel strangely cold?"

Mrs. Wen glared at Wen Jiulou, motioned him to shut up, and continued, "The weather is hot, and it's convenient to hold a wedding. I prepared almost everything before. Next month, let's pick a good time for Rui'er and Let Heng'er's marriage be done."

"..."

Mrs. Wen looked at the dumbfounded Xie Yan, "Ah Yan, come and see me later, to see if there is anything I need to buy. I'm not sure what you young people like, but I have to follow your wishes."

"Ma'am, I..."

"Listen to my mother."

Wen Heng shook Xie Yan's hand under the table, Xie Yan came to his senses, wishing he could find a hole to bury himself in.

Mrs. Wen saw their interaction in her eyes, sighed in her heart that it is good to be young, and then looked at her eldest son.

"You should also go to Yujing to ask for marriage. Yujing is different from Ayan. After all, she is a little girl. She has relatives in Hankou. I know the virtues of her relatives, but I still have to give the face that should be given, otherwise in the future Those gossips are making fun of Yu Jing. You have agreed in private, and then go to the door to hire. I don't care about anything else, just don't let Yu Jing be wronged, and don't lose face to the Wen family."

Wen Rui nodded, "I understand, mother."

"You really understand?" Mrs. Wen was not at ease with the eldest son who spoke too concisely.

"clear."

"..." Forget it, when the time comes, please hire a matchmaker with insight, and let Xilian go with her.

Mrs. Wen looked at Xie Yan again, "Ayan, are you here... are you discussing marriage with your master?"

Mrs. Wen didn't mention the appointment, it was out of respect for Xie Yan.

Xie Yan was questioned, his soul had no relatives in this world before, and most of the blood relatives of the original owner passed away, leaving only one Gu Shiyu who was younger than him, after much deliberation, it seemed that only Bai Luoqiu was the best. suitable.

Xie Yan was about to nod, when Wen Heng suddenly interrupted his conversation with Mrs. Wen.

"Mother, Ah Yan said earlier that he wanted me to accompany him back to the capital."

"The capital? Yes, we have to go back." Mrs. Wen has heard about Xie Yan's life experience, "Look at me, I've been so busy recently that I didn't expect it. Let's prepare a sacrificial ceremony, Heng'er will accompany Ayan to go back and have a look. You have traveled so far, the relatives at home must be concerned, let them see Heng'er, and we will be a family from now on."

Xie Yan's heart warmed, for Wen Heng's carefulness, and also for Mrs. Wen's words.Although he is not the original Xie Yan, the dead relatives and everything that happened in the capital are equally important to him, the occupant of this body.

"Good boy, don't be sad, this will be your home from now on, if you call me mother instead, it will be just like my own son."

Wen Jiulou, who had been watching all the time, smacked his lips and thought about it, "And call me dad."

Mrs. Wen glared at him, "Go and prepare the gift yourself, and then talk about changing your mouth."

"Hey! You should, you should."

Xie Yan was embarrassed by them, and wanted to find an excuse to leave, but was stopped by Mrs. Wen.

"By the way, Ayan, do you know the newspaper that popped up out of nowhere this morning?"

"I know how to deal with it, you don't have to worry... Mom."

"Hey, our Ayan is smart." Mrs. Wen said happily, "I will not interfere if you have ideas, so as not to spoil your plan. As for who took this photo and who printed the newspaper, I will wait for you Leave it to me when you're done."

Mrs. Wen snorted softly, "Those who dare to move our Wen family's ideas, have not been able to go back all of them."