Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

On the first day of their wedding, Fu Wan ate a whole table of health feast.

After chatting with the anchor "Yanjin Grape" on the same platform, he sent the photo of this table dish to Moments.

[Fu Erdai]: Today's health care bureau.

After the news was posted, his circle of friends looked like this——

@外购二代: Humph.

@安夏: I admire it.

@齐燕奶婆: Ouch, poor little girl, do you want some more porridge?I'll scold Qi Ye later.

@恨种大友: Ha ha.

He said goodbye to his friend and asked Qi Ye's assistant to pick him up.

The lights in the Fenglin mansion were on, and Qi Ye was at home.

"Brother, you didn't work overtime tonight?" Fu Wan asked in surprise.

He likes this kind of feeling very much, as soon as he walks into the house, he can see the light and hear the human voice.

Every time the tiredness accumulated throughout the day can be swept away the moment he sees Qi Ye.

Qi Ye hummed muffledly, and stood still.

"I remember there is a charity dinner tonight, didn't you go?" Fu Wan saw Qi Ye's itinerary from his assistant a few days ago, and remembered a few lines.

Qi Ye raised his eyes: "You know?"

Knowing that he ran away without a trace.

"I know." Fu Wan said as a matter of course, "I know your itinerary better than your assistant, otherwise how could I find you so accurately every time."

Qi Ye glanced at him somewhat complicatedly.

Fu Wan didn't realize that this was an event suitable for two people to attend together.

But he couldn't blame Fu Wan. Fu Wan's thinking was very simple, as clean as paper. He should tell Fu Wan what he needed to do instead of letting people guess.

He can't ask for a piece of pure white paper to produce colorful paintings by itself without dyeing.

"Hey, brother." Fu Wan was still struggling with the design of his love-themed game and what he lacked in Putaokou, so he asked Qi Ye, "Have you ever suffered from love?"

Qi Ye: "..."

How is this suffering, let me blow it to you?

Heartbroken.

"What nonsense are you thinking about again?" Qi Ye asked with a headache.

Fu Wan showed him the game design of his own architecture.

Qi Ye turned over a part of his design last time, and this time he read it again in detail, while Fu Wan on the other side began to search for snacks.

"Hungry?" Qi Ye asked.

"It's like I didn't eat dinner." Fu Wan looked resentful, "It's all vegetables, not even extra rice."

He raised his head and complained, the corners of his thin mouth were pressed down, and the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, his eyes were like small hooks, very attractive.

The instigator smiled without sincerity, feeling secretly refreshed.

"How about I bake you a potato?" Qi Ye suggested.

"Can you?" Fu Wan's eyes lit up.

His brother didn't know where he learned the baked potatoes, which were better than every roadside stall in front of the school.

"Yes." Qi Ye said, "The kitchen in the Fenglin mansion is well equipped. Auntie bought new potatoes for storage yesterday. I'll make them for you."

After finishing speaking, Qi Ye put down Fu Wan's tablet, turned around and went to the kitchen to pick potatoes.

Fu Wan probably doesn't remember. When they were in high school, for a while, Fu Wan got very close to a male classmate and played ball together after school. After a few days, Qi Ye was at a loss.

After several investigations, he found that this classmate's family opened a barbecue shop opposite the school, and the baked potato skewers were delicious.

Fu Wan is a heartless person who can be cheated away with a bunch of potatoes.

During the day, Qi Ye flipped through various tens of millions of contracts. His slender fingers held on to the knife and stood by the pool to peel potatoes.

The sin I made, I have to cook to coax myself after I'm done.

He felt that he was probably being a little unreasonable in this matter, and he clearly made up his mind not to let Fu Wan notice his thoughts, but he still intervened a bit.

But forget it, tonight is a special case.

It's not that he is narrow-minded, but that when Fu Wan meets strange netizens, he has to pay more attention to it, and there will be no next time.

Fu Wan lay on the sofa in the living room thinking about the love in game design, while the clinking of pots and pans came from the kitchen in the distance.

I don't know what Qi Ye was thinking, and he threw his job so loudly.

He is not stupid, he knows Qi Ye is not happy.

The "thriving" at that table should be a sign of his brother's displeasure.

The reason for his displeasure, he thought hard, should be... This is the first day of his marriage, and his business has been slack.

indeed.

He was busy with the completion of the whole day today, so he didn't even think of playing the role of Vice Chairman Qi's wife.

Not next time.

He couldn't let Qi Ye fight alone.

An Xia pushed him a funny joke, he turned around and pushed the joke to his brother.

Qi Ye's phone screen lit up.

[Fu Xinhan] sent a message.

Fu Wan: "?"

What kind of broken note is this, and when was it changed.

He didn't have time to think about it because his brother's supper was out.

Grilled golden potatoes sprinkled with scallions and white pepper, skewered on a thin iron skewer, and half a small lime lying on the plate for seasoning.

"Brother." Fu Wan said vaguely while eating, "Let's stop engaging in business wars, let's go hand in hand to sell barbecue at the entrance of the high school."

"Eating can't stop your mouth." Qi Ye was looking down at the design.

Many large-scale games under Xinyu have to approve project funds from him. Although he is not from this major, he has a high sensitivity to the market and can see many problems sharply.

"It's true that there is no sense of love." Qi Ye commented, "Your character and scene design structure are all right, and you even drew a sketch yourself, but you can't feel the feedback of your character and emotion. "

Fu Wan didn't want to understand.

He thought that if two people stayed together, they were in love, but it didn't seem to be the case.

For example, the people he observed before were not as sweet as his brother and him.

"Brother." He bit the potato chip and said, "Love me a little, I will feel it."

Qi Ye's mind, which had just calmed down to the point where he had no desires and desires, became brittle again.

"How do I love you?" Qi Ye looked at him and asked.

"I don't know, we are legal partners now." Fu Wan thought hard, "Kiss me? Hug me? It's the kind of thing that young couples often do."

Qi Ye looked at him sympathetically: "Fu Zaozao, with your walnut-sized head, it's more realistic to think about what to have for breakfast tomorrow."

Fu Wan: "..."

Scientific research, why are you still scolding people?

He has never been in a relationship, and his parents got married without a love agreement. Isn't it normal that he doesn't understand.

For some reason, he found that since he and his brother got married, his brother's temper seemed to have deteriorated, and he would get angry at every turn, and would be unhappy when talking to him, with "You know what a fart" written all over his face ".

He almost suspected that the wine at the wedding was fake.

But what can I do, the husband I picked can only be coaxed.

Before he could speak, a hand landed on his head, combing the slightly long hair at the back of his head soothingly: "Sorry."

Qi Ye said: "I'm not scolding you, I won't do it next time."

After this sentence of apology, the two of them seemed to have returned to the state of a contractual partner who respected each other as guests, each guarding their own space and never interfering with each other.

Fu Wan felt that wearing the wedding ring on her hand affected the dexterity of her fingers, so she found a chain and strung it on. When the bracelet was hung on her wrist, she chatted with Shui Yougui when she went online every day. Heart TV followed several emotional anchors and listened to love stories.

There was always something unsuitable for children on the late-night radio station. He unknowingly threw away his phone, curled up in Qi Ye's arms, and slept soundly.

Qi Ye turned his head slightly, and saw the coolly dressed anchor telling some colorful jokes on the phone he was holding tightly.

Qi Ye: "..."

It's not fun to watch.

The next day, when Fu Wan woke up, Qi Ye had already gone to work in his company.

If I remember correctly, his brother seems to be going to a private club today to have dinner with the bosses of several live streaming platforms.

He felt that he might probably be able to play himself as a legal partner in the past.

Just as he was thinking, Brother Zhang, the anchor manager of Pingxin TV, sent him a message.

[Calm-Lao Zhang]: I will come to the company late at night and in the afternoon. I need to take a few promotional photos for the company's activities.

[Calm-Old Zhang]: After finishing the work, the boss looked over there, as if he wanted to introduce some of your well-received anchors to the top executives of the big group.

[Late Night]: Huh?Where do you want to go after taking pictures? Is it far?

[Calm-Lao Zhang]: I'll send you the address, it's in the xx clubhouse.

[Wan Ye]: Okay, Brother Zhang.

There's no other way, he has a job, so he can't go to his brother.

In the afternoon, Fu Wan finished taking promotional photos at Pingxin Building, and got on the car to the private club with Brother Zhang.

There are also several anchors in the car, all of whom are in the beauty zone. Zhang Yunyi thought that the faces of these anchors in the beauty zone were all first-class, but when Fu Wan got in the car, Zhang Yunyi instantly felt that the others were not enough. look.

Temperament is a natural thing. Fu Wan is good-looking and loves to laugh, but the smiles often don't reach his eyes, which makes people feel that he is just polite in his bones.

Zhang Yunyi only saw it from Shui You, saying that Fu Wan was poor, but she didn't know what kind of family Fu Wan came from.

"Old Zhang." Fu Wan leaned back generously on the back seat of the car, "The best Pingxin TV is here, right? What are you doing, pimping?"

Old Zhang: "..."

Fuck, it's good for this kid not to talk.

"It's so ugly to say." Zhang Yunyi said, "Pingxin TV wants to cooperate with a big group, and I want people to see our head anchor."

Fu Wan didn't believe it.

There are so many major anchors with more than 1000 million fans, there is no need to bring him with 160 million fans.

More or less it is the purpose of pleasing the other party.

He wanted to see who was so superficial.

But Brother Zhang was driving a bit too hard, and he got motion sickness on the road.

When the few people arrived at the Craftsmanship Club, he was dizzy and had no interest in watching the excitement.

He sent Qi Ye a message.

[Fu Erdai]: Husband, dizzy, hug.

Qi Ye didn't return.

Probably busy with work.

His mobile phone, since the morning, can only scan out Piggy Page and Bear Infestation.

He took a closer look at the moment, and someone turned all the apps to youth mode for him.

His brother is really...too clean.

Zhang Yunyi brought someone here at the request of the big boss. She originally thought that Fu Wan was smart and good-looking, and could help to accompany someone to pour tea or something, and say a few nice words to make the prince of Xinyu Group happy. Occupied the sofa and began to lie on the sand.

"Shall I go?" the little girl beside him asked softly.

"Don't go." Someone came over and said, "Xinyu's deputy director is very disgusted with this set, he is not close to wine."

Fu Wan moved a little.

Xinyu, deputy director?

Gee.

Fu Wan sneered.

Well, his mobile phone was set to youth mode for him, but he came to the private club to meet a large number of anchors, and he still hasn't responded to the message.

Qi Ye was sitting in the private room of the private club, listening to the flattery from the owner of Pingxin TV opposite him, saying that he was young and promising, and asking him about his marriage a few days ago.

Qi Ye sounded a little absent-minded. The benefits of Pingxin TV are irrelevant to Xinyu. The purpose of his coming here is nothing more than to force Pingxin to fight with another family, and to decide which one is right for him. The final solution with the greatest benefit.

The door of the compartment slammed softly.

Footsteps approached him from behind and stopped beside him.

"No, go away." Qi Ye said coldly.

The owner of Pingxin TV who was sitting opposite him immediately hinted with his eyes to the visitor to get out of here.

A pair of hands was placed in front of Qi Ye's eyes, temporarily blocking his sight.

Someone leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Honey, I've caught rape."