Ten thousand people suspect that after the marriage with the big boss

Cheng Fan was startled, his light-colored eyes flickered slightly.Through the glass window, he could see Xie Chongyan's figure.

When did the other party appear behind him?

Didn't the other party see it all when they were dancing just now?

An inexplicable enthusiasm welled up in his earlobe, Cheng Fan stared at his bare feet, and when he turned his head, he was a little annoyed and embarrassed: "Why are you peeking at me dancing?"

Xie Chongyan held up the agreement indifferently: "No intention of peeking, I will send you a contract. Such important things can also be left behind..."

He lazily pushed down his gold-rimmed glasses: "Aren't you afraid that I will tamper with it?"

Xie Chongyan would not do this kind of thing, Cheng Fan knew it well.

He took two steps forward with bare feet, brought the agreement in a hurry, and then turned his back to Xie Chongyan awkwardly, "Got it, you can go now."

Xie Chongyan watched his ankles: "You danced well."

Dryness seemed to climb up his whole body, making Cheng Fan feel hot.

After the door was closed again, he turned his head quietly: "Who uses you to judge."

Xie Chongyan was in the corridor, as if he had heard the last sentence, he paused for two seconds and continued on his way.

That night, Cheng Fan slept very comfortably.

Early the next morning, he was awakened by Uncle Chen.

Shrimp dumplings, wonton noodles and crab roe buns, there are many types, and they have been placed on the table.

When Cheng Fan went downstairs, he was wearing this loose thin shirt that Uncle Chen had prepared last night, and it was said that Xie Chongyan bought it and never wore it.

He has a small frame, and his height is quite different from that of Xie Chongyan. His sleeves are gently rolled up to his forearms, and his clothes have a youthful feel like Japanese manga.

Downstairs sat a gentleman named Bai, who was very polite.Looking at Cheng Fan, he smiled and said, "Young master is very handsome."

Cheng Fanchao nodded slightly to the man, and asked Uncle Chen: "This is?"???

Uncle Chen: "Mr. Xie arranged for you Mr. Bai, the culture class, and is also the current professor of K University."

Cheng Fan was quite surprised that Xie Chongyan actually took his words to heart and arranged a teacher for him?

He's in a better mood again, and he's had a good night's sleep last night, and he feels great about this strange new home.

"He's pretty fast. I haven't asked him for help yet." After taking a sip of hot milk, he turned around and asked, "Have Mr. Bai had breakfast? Have some with me."

Teacher Bai quickly waved his hands: "No, I'm very full. Master Cheng will eat first."

Before coming here, Bai Xing had done his homework. The young master he was going to teach was going to be admitted to K University this year, and dropped out of high school.Xie's family is a well-known enterprise both at home and abroad, he guessed that the young master of the family must be a playboy, ignorant and incompetent.

However, with the financial strength of the Xie family, it would be almost effortless to donate a library at random, or be recommended by Xie Chongyan himself, to obtain the admission qualifications of G University, so he couldn't understand why the Xie family would ask him to be a tutor.

But in the face of generous rewards, he still came.

Fortunately, the young master seems to be very polite. Although his demeanor can't conceal his arrogance, he shouldn't be difficult to get along with.

The whole morning study passed quickly, during which Uncle Chen went in twice to deliver some fruit and tea, and watched for a while by the way, as if he was considering the teacher's level and teaching.

Bai Xing was very pleasantly surprised, because Cheng Fan is not only smart, but also has a meticulous logical thinking, and can quickly grasp the key points and difficulties, and it doesn't take much effort to teach him.

After sending the teacher away, Uncle Chen asked, "What do you think of the teacher, young master?"

Cheng Fan: "The thinking is clear and the level is not bad."

Uncle Chen smiled kindly: "I think the young master did all the questions correctly. This teacher's teaching ability is really good."

Cheng Fan couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "It means I'm also very good."

Uncle Chen agreed with a smile: "Of course."

After lunch, Cheng Fan casually looked at the courtyard, his tone deliberately mixed with a bit of casualness, "What time does Xie Chongyan get off work today?"

Uncle Chen was startled: "Mr. Xie went abroad to discuss cooperation."

Cheng Fan paused: "Oh, when will he come back?"

Uncle Chen didn't expect that Cheng Fan was not clear about Xie Chongyan's business trip, so he pondered for a moment and said, "Usually half a month, I guess Mr. Xie left in a hurry this time, so I didn't have time to tell you."

Of course Cheng Fan knew in his heart that even if Xie Chongyan left in a hurry, he might not tell him.

After taking another two sips of fruit juice, he said, "A person is pure."

Uncle Chen cleaned up the plates one by one, and said in a natural tone: "Mr. Xie has a habit. Although he has many houses in China, every time he comes back from a business trip, he will return here to rest for the first time, because only here, Mr. Xie feels that he is home. .”

Cheng Fan fiddled with the flower arrangements on the dining table, but said nothing.

"By the way, your dance teacher, can I take you to meet in the afternoon? Mr. Xie has already arranged it."

Such a thoughtful and careful arrangement really made Cheng Fan's impression of Xie Chongyan a bit more favorable. He nodded: "Okay."

Before going out in the afternoon, a guest came to the house.

"Little sister-in-law?" A punk-dressed boy with a sunny temperament ran in excitedly, "No wonder my cousin is so fascinated, she looks so good-looking."

The speaker was Xie Yuchen, Xie Chongyan's cousin and son of the third uncle.

Since childhood, many people praised Cheng Fan for his good looks. He didn't care too much, and said softly, "Xie Chongyan is on a business trip. What can you do with him?"

Xie Yuchen said carelessly, "I'm not looking for my cousin, I'm here to play with you."

Cheng Fan's relationship with relatives in the Cheng family had always been simple, and he didn't know how to deal with relatives like Xie Yuchen, let alone Xie Chongyan's relatives.

So he said lightly, "But I'm going to practice dancing."

Xie Yuchen: "What a coincidence? But I can go with you."

This time Cheng Fan didn't refuse, anyway, he and Uncle Chen were quite boring.

In the car that was traveling with him, Xie Yuchen was chatting. Uncle Chen liked him very much and was happy to chat with him.

"It's time for me to go online and buy skins, fmvp limited heroes."

The music of the game was loud, and Cheng Fan took a tentative glance, but was caught by Xie Yuchen, and asked, "Let's play a game together?"

Cheng Fan looked away and shook his head slowly.

Xie Yuchen is one year younger than Cheng Fan, and has a lively and outgoing personality. There are not many relatives of the same age as him in Xie's family, so he is willing to get close to Cheng Fan when he meets Cheng Fan.

The most important reason was that he really wanted to know the charm of that terrible cousin who made his gentle scum, the sweetheart whom he dreamed of.

He rubbed against Cheng Fan: "Play a game, I'll take you."

Cheng Fan leaned on his seat and glanced at the game page. He had never seen this game before, and he didn't know how to play it.

During the years of his illness, he seldom used his mobile phone, and he had never seen any popular games.

"I don't want to play, I want to dance."

Xie Yuchen saw that he insisted, so he gave up.He took out a box of ice-skin mochi from his schoolbag and handed it to Cheng Fan: "It's super delicious, an internet celebrity snack."

The mochi skin looked like a crystal bag, and the filling inside was slightly sweet, including strawberry and durian, Cheng Fan had never seen such a thing before.

"Take one! I recommend durian."

"Thank you." Cheng Fan tentatively reached out and took one, deliberately not touching the other mochi with his fingers, and took a bite, the tip of his tongue was covered with the sweetness of durian, which was ice-cold.

Noticing Xie Yuchen's gaze on him, Cheng Fan deliberately turned his head away and took a small sip.

He likes this snack very much.

Xie Yuchen handed one to Uncle Chen, stuffed it into his mouth, looked at Cheng Fan's stuttering appearance, and muttered: "Do you have a good temperament when you learn to dance?"

Cheng Fan: "It's okay."

Xie Yuchen pointed to his neck: "Is this called a swan neck? It's really pretty. Your skin is still white, really like a swan."

Uncle Chen had heard that Xie Yuchen had social cow syndrome, but he thought it would be nice for Cheng Fan to have someone to play with.

After eating a mochi, Cheng Fan wiped the corners of his mouth.

swan?He should not be.

If so, it is also a little goose.

I haven't even seen mochi and games.

Green Island is the most famous dance theater in the city, and there are many professional teachers in it.Uncle Chen negotiated briefly with the person in charge, and the person in charge led them to the empty stage.

The dance teacher's surname is Chang, and he looked at Cheng Fan kindly: "I heard that you have won the SERIY Gold Award?"

The SERIY Gold Award is one of the three internationally recognized awards in the dance industry. It has a high gold content and is divided into juvenile, youth and adult groups every four years.

Cheng Fan: "When I was 16 years old, I won the SERIY finals in China. But I haven't practiced for a few years, so I may be a lot unfamiliar."

Xie Yuchen was listening, not feeling sharp.

Generally, children from wealthy families are rarely sent to learn dancing because it is too tiring and hard work. Like him and his cousin, they learned skiing, fencing, and equestrian skills since childhood, which is relatively better.

Teacher Chang: "Can you dance a song for the teacher and see how you are?"

Cheng Fan nodded: "Yes, please prepare the accompaniment for "Neon Clothes" for me."

Classical dance is more difficult for boys.Because it is not only necessary to express the softness of the dance but also the fortitude and strength of boys, it is very difficult to perfectly integrate the two.

Cheng Fan took off his jacket, and the lining was only a simple white half-sleeved pair with a pair of double-sided jade fracture fans.

The background of the screen at the back was left by the dance troupe in the morning, and it has not been changed in time. It is an ink painting.

The sound of silk and bamboo orchestras interspersed, and the surroundings of the stage became dark, with only a beam of light shining down.

Tall and tall, arms outstretched.

Cheng Fan held the folding fan in his hand and folded it backwards, sticking to his thin shoulder blades. The first small jump in the air was perfectly integrated into the string music, blending in with the ink in the background.

Middle jump, small jump, swinging the curtain, the light white clothes are like delicate brushes, jumping on the ink-splashed rice paper, the warm and cold colors are intertwined, and Cheng Fan's cold face has a different beauty.

The mountains and rivers are emphatically depicted in ink, and the atmosphere is full of vitality; the sea of ​​clouds is lightly dotted with light ink, soft and generous, and every jump, power and beauty are intertwined, forming an excellent picture scroll.

Xie Yuchen was dumbfounded, it was the first time he met a boy dancing so gracefully and without losing strength.

"Cousin sister-in-law has a very good figure and her buttocks are also raised. Cousin is really blessed."

Uncle Chen listened to his chatter, and warned: "Let Mr. Xie hear this, I'm afraid the young master will be beaten again."

After watching Cheng Fan's dance, Teacher Chang was undoubtedly pleasantly surprised. He was indeed the champion of the SERIY Gold Award in the youth group, and his strength was too strong.

Cheng Fan has a distinctive self-confidence, which is related to the environment as well as his personality.

Cheng Fan, who had just finished dancing, broke out a thin layer of sweat on his back, and beads of sweat ooze around his eye sockets. He took out a tissue and wiped it gently.

Teacher Chang asked in surprise, "You really haven't practiced for many years?"

Cheng Fan: "Well, I originally wanted to participate in the competition as an adult, but something happened at home."

Teacher Chang: "It doesn't matter. Your foundation is here. It should be no problem to get a full score in K major skills. I will publish the curriculum later. You can see if you can arrange it like this."

Cheng Fan: "Thank you teacher."

After walking out of Green Island, Xie Yuchen asked, "Sister-in-law, you have been studying dance for several years."

Cheng Fan: "About 12 years."

Xie Yuchen sighed: "It's been a long time. Why did I suddenly want to learn dance when I was young? Was it influenced by my family?"

Cheng Fan: "In my impression, I like watching dance shows since I was a child. When I was a child, I cried and wanted to learn dance, so my family followed me."

Passing by a dessert shop, Cheng Fan stopped and looked inside.

Uncle Chen asked, "Young master, do you want to buy it?"

Cheng Fan lowered his eyelashes and nodded slightly.

After entering, Cheng Fan stood in front of the counter, carefully selected a few desserts, and took them away at checkout.

The bag in the dessert shop was very beautiful, with the Blue Fairy Tale Town on the front, and he took out a box of ice skin mochi from it, and he handed it to Xie Yuchen.

Xie Yuchen: "Can I eat?"

Cheng Fan turned his eyes slightly, and without answering, he handed another box to Uncle Chen.

Xie Yuchen smiled: "Thank you."

On the way home, the car was filled with the sweetness of strawberries, Cheng Fan looked out the window, and the joy he hadn't seen in many years came to his eyes.

During dinner, Uncle Chen said: "Teacher Chang suggested that a special dance studio be prepared at home, and the training will be intensive later on. You can also practice at home."

Building a dance studio means starting work at Xie's house. Cheng Fan hesitated for a moment while drinking green bamboo shoots and ribs soup: "Ask Xie Chongyan if he agrees."

Uncle Chen looked at him: "Okay, I'll ask Mr. Xie."

Before going to bed, Cheng Fan turned on his phone and looked at the address book aimlessly.So far, he has no contact information for Xie Chongyan.But he didn't want to ask Uncle Chen. If Uncle Chen knew about it, he might doubt their relationship.

"sleep."

For two weeks in a row, Cheng Fan's classes were fully scheduled, and his life was fulfilling but not boring. The family doctor came once to check his illness and said that he would go abroad for consultation with experts to study the most appropriate treatment method.

He hadn't taken a reliever medicine for a while, and Cheng Fan was fine, but he was tired occasionally, and didn't want to move after dancing.

He and Uncle Chen didn't know the exact time when Xie Chongyan would return to China. Uncle Chen suggested to let him make a phone call, but Cheng Fan didn't.

Anyway, when Xie Chongyan returns to China, he will definitely go back to Xie's house to rest first, let's talk about it later, Cheng Fan thinks so.

……

That day, get out of class was over late, and Xie Yuchen was waiting for him at the door.

"Sister-in-law, my friend's brother opened a new club, do you want to go with me?"

Cheng Fan wanted to refuse, but both Xie Yuchen and Uncle Chen persuaded him to go out for a walk, so he agreed.

Dozens of luxury cars were parked at the entrance of the club, and hundreds of expensive and exquisite flower baskets were placed on both sides, enough to show the boss' connections.

Xie Yuchen led Cheng Fan inside, and asked casually, "My cousin has been on a business trip for a long time, when will he be back?"

Cheng Fan didn't know, so he paused and didn't answer.

When Xie Chongyan returns to China, he should go back to his home first.

This club lounge is in the backyard and has a modern minimalist design in almost white and black colors.

In the innermost leisure area, club owner Li Gan is entertaining his friends.

Li Gan raised his glass: "Thank you for coming to join us. This is the red wine of Chateau Louis XIII from France. I think it tastes good. I brought it here to share with you."

Xiang Zhi lazily touched each other, looked at Xie Chongyan next to him, "How do you get along with your little fiancé?"

Since the marriage between Xie Chongyan and the Cheng family, this incident has caused a lot of noise, and the entire domestic celebrity circle has known it overnight, and the name Cheng Fan has been frequently mentioned.

But I heard that Cheng Fan has a perverse personality, is ignorant, has a spoiled temper, and I don't know what Xie Chongyan likes in him, which arouses everyone's curiosity.

Now that this matter was brought up again, the others unconsciously lowered their volume and looked at Xie Chongyan.

The people in this leisure area are almost all the top wealthy families in Bincheng. Everyone has known each other since childhood, and sometimes they will take care of each other in business.

Xie Chongyan sat in the middle, his aura was different from the others, just looking at his aura, he was more gentle and elegant, with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses that were expensive and capable, but in fact, he was the toughest and most difficult to provoke.

Xie Chongyan didn't want to mention Cheng Fan's matter, so he replied perfunctorily: "It's okay."

Xiang Zhi laughed strangely, then turned to stare at Lin Yutan, the young master of the Lin family, "Where are you and your little girlfriend?"

Lin Yutan frowned: "You look very idle."

A group of people chatted casually about business matters, and the waiter came politely with dinner.

In the corridor, Xie Yuchen was looking for the box he reserved, "Sister-in-law, follow me closely."

Cheng Fan looked around and found that the backyard leisure area was located on the side of the high terrain, and below the terrain was a well-arranged flower garden.

At this time, in the box closest to him, several loud insults and sarcasm fell into his ears.

"Cheng Fan is either my younger brother or a slut."

Cheng Fan frowned, staring closely at the box behind him.

Seeing that he refused to leave, Xie Yuchen leaned over and said, "Sister-in-law, what's the matter?"

"Brother Cheng, don't be angry. If someone with his personality follows Xie Chongyan, what will happen to him?"

"Yeah, I'm in a hurry to get on, and I just stay at Xie's house and refuse to leave before I get the certificate. You're just a bitch."

Hearing these insults to Cheng Fan, Xie Yuchen's expression suddenly became hostile, "Sister-in-law, don't listen to them—"

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Fan kicked open the door and walked in.