Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

Qi Ye didn't know how to explain this problem to him.

The glittering makeup on Fu Wan's eyes was wiped off, revealing their original appearance.

His mother, Fan Ruoxue, was a well-known beauty in their business district. Fu Wan had fully inherited his mother's merits. When she smiled, she was very attractive.

He was still holding an orange-flavored lollipop, his lips were full, because they were stained with sugar, they were glossy, and Qi Ye held him halfway, and from time to time he could smell the clean smell of saponins and the smell of sweet orange.

Qi Ye couldn't help but think, if he kissed her now, he should be able to taste the taste of sweet oranges.

"Okay." Qi Ye pushed him off his lap.

Fu Wan pinched the stick of the lollipop, pursed her lips, and hummed a song to see how she looked now.

"Nice." Fu Wan stared at herself through the selfie lens of the phone's original camera, "Temperament is a thing of the past."

"Let's go." Qi Ye urged, "The stars and foreign media who came for the red carpet are gone, let's go to the second half."

For the afterparty in the second half, the top floor of the Fan's five-star hotel was borrowed. When Fu Wan and Qi Ye arrived, guests in twos and threes had already gathered and chatted.

Fu Wan didn't like such formal occasions when she was a child, but that doesn't mean he can't.

Compared to Qi Ye's nobility and arrogance outside, he is a social gangster, and he is not afraid at all if he catches a person and can talk people to death, from Antarctic penguins to Tibetan yaks.

This was the first time he and Qi Ye appeared on a private social occasion after they agreed to get married. As soon as they entered the hall, countless pairs of eyes were secretly staring at them.

Fu Wan dutifully played the role of a large piece of brown sugar, clinging to his brother without letting go, showing off his wedding ring whenever he saw anyone.

He doesn't get drunk easily when drinking, and he is serious about helping his brother stop drinking, and he is more considerate than his assistant.

"Director Chen, next month's promotion of a new generation of black-tech electronic products, I want to cooperate with Xinyu, I'll go talk to him, do you want to come with me?" Qi Ye leaned close to him and whispered in his ear ask.

"Huh? I won't go." Fu Wan said, "You forgot, what Uncle Chen's company is making is a competing product of mine."

"...Are you polite? Fu Xinhan, he is the same age as us, but he is more anxious." Qi Ye gently twisted his ear.

Fu Wan felt that his brother's words were not much more polite than his, and even lacked virtue.

But Qi Ye was busy, so he could just rest here and chat with his friends by the way.

[An Xia]: Dog thief, what are you busy with?

[Fu Erdai]: The small wine club is still open.

[An Xia]: Then you are busy, I wanted to ask you if you could be on the live broadcast, so come and play games with me.

[Fu Erdai]: Get out, I won't play with you, last time you pretended to be a girl with a false voice, I scolded you, and you pretended to cry, my reputation was ruined, they called me dead straight .

[An Xia]: Farewell.jpg

[Fu Erdai]: Don't leave, I want to ask you something.

[An Xia]: What's the matter?

[Fu Erdai]: What do you think two men can do together?The kind that makes people turn around and run away in panic at a glance.

[An Xia]: I understand what you mean, there are too many things that can be done.Soybean raises eyebrows and smiles.jpg

[Fu Erdai]: Explain, explain?

[An Xia]: I'm making up a dubbing class assignment right now. I'll send you a book list. They're all novels I've read. You can read them yourself.

There were thousands of books on An Xia's book list, and Fu Wan was shocked.

[Fu Erdai]: Why have you seen so many?

[An Xia]: Hey, my name is a bit like Mary Sue.

[Fu Erdai]: Yes.

[An Xia]: It is more common in novels, and they are all villainous supporting characters, so I often read and recite the full text emotionally to prevent wearing the book.

[Fu Erdai]: ... Get lost.Red Soybean Rage.jpg

[An Xia]: Alright.

Fu Wan had a headache. There was not a single reliable friend around him.

He was thinking about starting another game of Fighting the Landlords, when he flicked his brother's few happy beans, a slight pressure came from the side of the couch, and a girl in a silver fishtail dress sat down.

Fu Wan remembered her, Qi Ye introduced her just now, she is the wife of the executive director of a certain company, her name seems to be Ye Ying.

The social gangster opened up some social radars, chatting with the young lady without any regard for her identity and laughing loudly.

"You're so interesting." Ye Ying said, "It's not a loss at all for Deputy Director Qi to marry you. You two should be very happy on weekdays."

"Hey, it's okay." Fu Wan was in a good mood after being praised by her, "My brother is rather boring and a bit precocious, it's all up to me to cheer him up."

"I really envy you guys, growing up together is different." Ye Ying said, "Unlike me, the agreement to get married is purely for commercial purposes, it's meaningless, I have nothing but money."

"Then you are really pitiful." Fu Wan said.

They are about the same age, and they can chat more easily on topics. After some conversation, they exchanged WeChat with each other.By the time Qi Ye came back after receiving a promotional verbal contract, Fu Wan's phone already had more than [-] new WeChat friends, all of whom were guests present.

Qi Ye took his mobile phone and flipped through his results page by page, his face getting darker and darker.

"With so much more, can you still find me?" Qi Ye asked.

"Of course, I put your chat at the top, can that be the same?" Fu Wan said, "When I open WeChat every day, I check to see if there is any news from you, but every time I say 5 sentences, you only reply A sentence or two."

From nowhere, his body smelled of a strange perfume, which Qi Ye didn't like very much.

"Multiple friends have multiple paths, and I will save them to promote the games of my own studio in the future." Fu Wan said.

Qi Ye's face looked better now.

A circular dance floor was vacated at the reception, and the lighting became warm and ambiguous. Many guests walked into the center of the dance floor holding hands. Ye Ying, who Fu Wan had just met, also held the hand of a man, followed The music dances slowly.

Fu Wan doesn't know how to dance this kind of dance that is suitable for social occasions, he only knows a few small moves in Sanda, but at this time, it is obviously quite inappropriate to go to the middle of the dance floor with his brother to have a fight.

There seemed to be someone watching them all the time, Fu Wan remembered that it seemed to be the uncle Qi Delong's people.

It seemed inappropriate for him to sit with his brother like this.

Qi Ye put his coat on his arm and was about to ask Fu Wan if he wanted to leave, but Fu Wan spoke first.

"Honey, kiss me?" Fu Wan asked, "Someone is watching."

The corner they were in was far away from the dance floor, and the lights were dim and dim. In fact, there were not many people here, but they were all brought to their mouths, and Qi Ye would not stop eating.

Fu Wan raised her head slightly, her lips felt warm and soft, and as soon as they touched her, Qi Ye backed away again.

"Close your eyes." Qi Ye said angrily, "What are you looking at? Your eyes are cross-eyed."

Fu Wan was looking into his brother's eyes, which were dark and deep, as if hiding some thoughts he couldn't understand, like the starry night in Liaoyuan, hiding ancient stars that he couldn't see through.

He cursed something in his heart, and closed his eyes.

When the vision temporarily disappears, the subtle sounds in his ears will be amplified. He can hear the elegant waltz of the violin on the dance floor in the distance, and he can also hear the rustling sound of Qi Ye's cuff rubbing against his neckline.

Qi Ye got very close, his eyelashes brushed across his cheeks, a little itchy.

"Can you kiss me like the two kissed in the restaurant that day? I think it's more real." Fu Wan asked.

"... If I treat you like this, don't you feel disgusted?" Qi Ye was startled, and asked him again.

A person with a heart meets a person with no heart, but the unintentional things that the other party inadvertently raises are all he could have dreamed of.

"It doesn't matter. Aren't we in business?... Ugh." He whispered painfully.

Qi Ye's acting skills are so good, he accidentally bit the corner of his mouth, the pain made him want to cry.

He opened his eyes and saw the "big uncle's spy" disappearing around the corner. He stretched out his hand and pushed Qi Ye away, announcing the end of the impromptu play.

But Qi Ye put his hands on his shoulders, lowered his head to find his neck, and left another small hickey on his collarbone.

Fu Wan was a little confused: "Is this an extra play?"

"Yes." Qi Ye said coldly.

Fu Wan: "Oh."

His brother is already a mature actor, and he can add plays by himself.

At this moment, there was no other messy smell on Fu Wan's body.

The small reception was coming to an end, Qi Ye got up with someone in his arms, and asked Fu Wan if he wanted to go home.

"I want to go back to my home tonight." Fu Wan said.

Qi Ye's face collapsed again.

They are all married, and they still go back to sleep at home, what is this?

"The live broadcast equipment I keep at home is easier to use. I'm afraid that Fu Yiyi will throw it away for me." Fu Wan said, "I'll go back tomorrow."

Qi Ye nodded in agreement, and asked someone to drive him home.

This was the first time Fu Wan went back to her home after marrying Qi Ye, and when she opened the door, she could smell the smell of alcohol.

Fu Jinzhao was sitting on the ground, drunk alone.

"Drink less." Fu Wan kicked his father's foot, "Get up and earn more money, otherwise Fu Hengyao and I won't be able to separate."

Fu Jinzhao: "..."

"Your mother hasn't been home in Iceland for five years." Fu Jinzhao said.

"...How many times have I told you that she just chose Iceland as the WeChat location." Fu Wan said, "Think about it, she just doesn't want to go home."

Fu Jinzhao: "..."

Fu Wan didn't bother to take care of his family's mess, his parents were in a business marriage with Mo De affection, after the two businesses stabilized, Fan Ruoxue never went home again, only occasionally giving him and Qi Ye pocket money.

"Chen's new electronic product is about to be launched. It is said to be a black technology. Hurry up and mess with him, and let him go bankrupt when the weather gets cold." Fu Wan continued to urge him mercilessly.

"...You can say sarcastic remarks." His father said, "Are you better than me?"

"No." Fu Wan said seriously, "I'm different from you, I have a husband."