Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

Ever since Qi Ye made it clear that he would be jealous, Fu Wan's daily wechat credits plummeted.

And he also gradually discovered that between brothers, it is more about accommodation, but between lovers, it needs to be adjusted.

In the past few days when Qi Ye took office as a director, he has received a lot of attention from insiders and outsiders. Fu Wan went to the off-duty point of Xinyu Games several times, and went to look for Qi Ye by car, but he didn't see anyone.

His brother was kidnapped by work.

In the evening, Qi Ye grinded the meeting until 39:21 for a [-] billion contract.

During the period, there was a fierce conflict between the two senior leaders of Xinyu Group. Qi Ye just watched indifferently, and only let go of his views after the two had finished their argument.

There are so many conflicts in the company that have to be brought up in external cooperation meetings. It's nothing more than seeing that he, the newly appointed director, is not pleasing to the eye.

Qi Ye received the documents, explained a few words to Assistant Jian, and walked in the direction of his office.

The screen of the mobile phone was very clean, except for a few greetings from the bank account manager, there was no other news.

He hadn't contacted him all afternoon, and that trumpeter Fu Wan didn't even send him a message.

The frantic meeting just now didn't bother him, but now his mood has become a little hazy for no reason.

He stopped in front of his office door, swiped his card to open the door, took off his watch, put it on the shelf next to the door, raised his hand to loosen his tie, felt someone walking, and the sensor lights in the office slowly turned on by themselves.

A pay night grew on the big black leather sofa.

As July approaches, city A is gradually entering midsummer, and the weather is hot. Fu Wan wears very thin clothes. The upper body is a light beige checked shirt jacket, the inner is a pure white cotton short-sleeved shirt, and the lower body is wearing black shorts. He didn't wear shoes, and his shoes were kicked all over the carpet, and his feet in short white socks were resting on the edge of the sofa.

Qi Ye was originally a little anxious, as if he encountered a gentle sea breeze, and suddenly calmed down.

Fu Wan slept quite twisted, her head was on the side, but her upper body was upright, twisted like a twist.

He probably came from the branch office, the temperature of the air conditioner in the office was a bit high, the black hair on his forehead was slightly damp, and a little blush appeared on his fair cheeks.

"Wanwan." Qi Ye patted Fu Mahua, "Don't sleep, I'm off work."

Fu Wan's long black eyelashes moved, slowly opened his eyes, reached out to block the light falling from the ceiling, and looked at Qi Ye through his fingers: "...Brother?"

He had a nasal voice when he spoke, and he looked very good-natured with sleepy eyes.

Qi Ye had no resistance to him in this state.

"What have you been up to lately? It's so late every day?" Fu Wan rubbed her eyes and asked.

"It's okay." It's all complicated and complicated things, so there's no need to ask Fu Wan to worry about it.

Qi Ye knelt down on one knee by the sofa and lowered his head to kiss him, but Fu Wan turned his head to avoid the kiss.

Qi Ye's deep black eyes darkened, and he reacted emotionally first.

Fu Wan was quite displeased with the sentence "nothing", and was turning over to not want to talk to Qi Ye, Qi Ye raised his hand and tore off the loose tie, put his knee against his waist, and pressed him on the sofa , wrapped a dark tie around his wrist twice and tied a knot.

Qi Ye hooked the middle of his tie, half-lifted him from the sofa, put his other hand behind his head, bowed his head and kissed him forcefully.

There was only one plant left in Fu Wan's mind.

He was like a fish that was forcibly carried to the shore. He had never done punching and kicking, and his whole body was trembling due to the scorching sun. He wanted to refuse but couldn't say a complete word.

Moreover, Qi Ye exerted quite a lot of strength, as if he was going to push him into the sofa.

"Qi Ye! You donkey!" Finally he caught the gap and rolled down from the sofa, "Is there anyone like you? Have I agreed?"

Qi Ye was taken aback by his accusation, raised his hand and rubbed the small wound on his mouth with the thumb of his right hand: "Wanwan, we have a marriage certificate, and I kiss you because you have a license to drive."

"Driving with a license is a fart! You are a sanctimonious bastard." Fu Wan said, "Just set fire to Qi Ye, and Fu Wan is not allowed to turn on the lights. If I add other people's WeChat and you will be angry, then you will work overtime for hours. You and Did I say what are you doing?"

"You really treat me like a vase." Fu Wan said, "Are you still planning to put two flowers in for me?"

He was so angry with himself that he accidentally bit his tongue while scolding him, and felt that he was quite useless.

Qi Ye seemed to seldom talk to him about work matters, and he didn't feel that Qi Ye's attitude was perfunctory like he did now.

He sorted out the words he wanted to scold in his mind, and raised his head to speak, but his eyes were empty, and Qi Ye was gone.

Grass, dead straight man, your wife is gone.

The tie on her wrist was tied tightly, Fu Wan raised her wrist with difficulty, trying to bite off the knot tied by Qi Ye.

The not-so-soft tie made the corners of his mouth red, and he couldn't chew it open.

The office door was pushed open, Qi Ye went back and forth, holding a small pink paper box in his hand, seeing his reddish eyes and lips, he closed the door a little faster.

"Wanwan, I'll eat for you." Qi Ye sat down beside him.

Inside the box is a raspberry-flavored ice cream, only half the size of a palm, very small, covered with black and white chocolate sauce, and sprinkled with roughly three times the normal amount of chopped nuts.

He is still the same as before, and he likes to coax him with these little snacks.

But it was very useful, even if the problem was not solved at all, he was not angry at all.

The cold ice cream stuck to his mouth, and he opened his mouth to bite off a small piece.

"Does your mouth still hurt?" Qi Ye asked him.

"It's okay." The smell of blood was completely overwhelmed by the sweetness of the ice cream.

It turned out that Qi Ye knew that he had bitten his tongue.

Qi Ye waited for him to finish eating, put the paper box on his lap, stood up and walked to the desk, took out a pair of small scissors from the file box, returned to him, and cut the tightly bound paper box with a click. tie.

He moved his wrists and looked at his brother blankly.

"In the evening, we talked about the acquisition contract with Fanyang Interactive Entertainment." Qi Ye said, "Their operating efficiency in the past two years has not been good, but the quality of the staff team is good. Several artists who have signed have the potential to be popular but cannot operate. .My mother didn’t talk about it before, and my grandfather only opened the beginning, and I can only finish the rest.”

Fu Wan had heard about the acquisition of Xinyu Group before, and probably knew the difficulty of it.

"You can tell me." He lowered his head, "I can understand."

He suddenly understood what Qi Ye meant by changing the way of getting along.

He is no longer satisfied with Qi Ye's unilateral care and care, he wants Qi Ye and needs him.

"Sorry for the late night." Qi Ye pressed him to his heart, "I thought you didn't like to hear it."

Fu Wan heard from An Xia that the relationship between young couples who have quarreled will become better.

He used to think it was unreasonable, but now he felt that it seemed a little bullshit.

Qi Ye coaxed him with an ice cream, and Fu Wan was in a good mood. On the way back, he turned on the external mode of mental activity, and blah blah the whole way.

Qi Ye picked some things that happened to him at work recently, told him carefully, and asked his opinion.

"Are you going on a graduation trip tomorrow?" Qi Ye asked.

Fu Wan was scribbling down the memo, when she heard this, she raised her head: "Oh yes, I almost forgot."

He went into the cloakroom to pack the suitcases for his graduation trip, and Qi Ye leaned against the door to help him watch.

"...You don't need to bring eight pairs of shoes." Qi Ye couldn't stand it anymore, "Recognize the fact, you only have two feet."

Fu Wan understood the truth, he just didn't want to be too far away from his true love when he went out.

"Let's have a pair." Fu Wan felt a little regretful.

His emotions came and went quickly, when Qi Ye came out of the shower, he heard him rap in the live broadcast room, and the number of 10w online users was reduced to 2000——

[I beg you to shut up, what the hell are you singing, Hai Live doesn't carry such a thing. ]

[Dead straight male anchor, you caused 1000 points of damage to me.Such a handsome guy, why does he have a long mouth, help, can someone please plug his mouth? ]

[It’s so ugly, help me, please be kind to yourself late at night. ]

[I was in such a good mood when I was on the hot search, I laughed so hard, last time someone commented that I was at the same school as you, and said that you seem to have a good family background, I almost believed it. ]

"I'm going to ask for a few days off." Fu Wan yawned and said to his water friends, "I'm going on a graduation trip, and I'll show you the photos when the time comes."

He dragged his bathrobe to take a bath, and while soaking in the bathtub, he wanted to eat lychee-flavored jelly, so he called Qi Ye unceremoniously and asked Qi Ye to bring it to him.

"I suspect that you are tormenting me, you just want to soak in the water to eat at this time..." Qi Ye was halfway through speaking, and saw his thin white ankles hanging on the edge of the bathtub, and his eyes were dark.

Fu Wan didn't get any snacks, instead Qi Ye wrapped her in a bathrobe and threw her on the bed in the room.

"Do you want it?" Qi Ye asked him.

He paused, understood Qi Ye's meaning, his cheeks were reddish and hot: "I don't want...I have to go out tomorrow."

Qi Ye's long eyelashes drooped: "But, it's said that if you hold it in for a long time, it won't work in the future."

Fu Wan: "..."

"So you have to help me." Qi Ye said.

Early the next morning, Qi Ye drove Fu Wan to the high-speed rail station.

Fu Wan sat listlessly on the back seat of the car, with a hat with ears, wings and a tail on her head, her silver-gray hair with highlights, and a mask with kaomoji on her cheeks. Make grandpa and aunt crazy about dressing up.

"Can we not add too many people to WeChat?" Qi Ye had a very good attitude. When encountering a red light, he put one hand on the steering wheel and stretched his spine backwards, showing a more relaxed expression than usual.

"...En." Fu Wan replied softly, without saying a word.

He had a sore throat and a sore corner of his mouth.

It didn't work out last night, Qi Ye just tried his finger, and he cried out in fright and cried out in pain, so he had to find other ways to help Qi Ye.

Anyway, when Qi Ye asks anything now, he doesn't ask for a single word.

"If you add too much, I will settle the score with you." Qi Ye said.

"……Oh."

"Okay, let's go." Qi Ye couldn't help laughing seeing him like this.

"...Hey." Fu Wan pushed the suitcase and walked away slowly.

The sky was full of clouds and clouds, Qi Ye stopped on the side of the road to admire it for a while, and then drove away. He had just arrived at the company, and when he parked, he saw Fu Wan's mobile phone left on the back seat of the car.

Wasn't he too much yesterday?It's all about trying.How come Fu Wan is so devastated that he doesn't even want his mobile phone.

He picked it up, and the screen lit up by itself with a new message on it.

[Zizi]: Brother, it's me, Fu Wan, did you see that I lost my phone?

Qi Ye entered his birthday to unlock, and replied to the message.

[Fu Erdai]: I see, buy it again after you get off the car, and then contact me again.

[razor clam]: The straight man in sunglasses grinned.jpg

Looking at the ugly expression, Qi Ye twitched the corner of his mouth.

With an inadvertent movement of his fingers, a memo on the phone that was being edited appeared in front of his eyes.

[After Qi Ye became the chairman of Xinyu, he first shared his work experience with Fu Wan. SR】

Qi Ye: "?"

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