My brother became a love brain

We ended up adopting and living a peaceful life in District [-].

Then one day, I found an invitation card on my desk, signed by the chief executive of District [-], he reservedly invited me to a dinner party a few days later.

At that moment, I thought that a few years ago, Chi's family did the same thing. They first handed over an invitation card. Perhaps the nobles were full of pride and wealth in their bones, and they didn't know how to warm people's hearts.

I tore up the invitation and threw it down the drain without intending to go.I have vaguely understood the relationship between the Chi family, the Chief Executive of District [-], Chi Hui and myself, but not all reunions after a long absence will bring about fairy tale endings.

I have also heard about the battle for the chief executive of the first district, but at this point in time, this long-overdue invitation made me have to think about it.

I have already left Song Dongyang for the first time, and I don't want to leave him for the second time. I have already felt the so-called bond of family affection deeply in Chi's house, which makes me lack the courage to try again.

In addition, I vaguely found out that they helped Chi Hui and Chi's family deal with Song Dongyang. If Song Dongyang hadn't been tough enough, he might have become a corpse long ago.

My heart is too small, I need to care about myself, my partner, my adopted son, not someone who has no memory but is related by blood.

After refusing to attend the dinner party, my life returned to calm, but Song Dongyang suddenly became interested and quietly extended his influence to the second district and the first district.

He peeled apples for me like in the old days, and I couldn't help but ask him, "What's the fuss about when you're old?"

He turned his head to look at me and said, "We are obviously very young."

"Who called for leg cramps last time?"

"It's obvious that you folded upwards for too long."

My face turned red, but he laughed, cut the peeled apple into small pieces, handed it to me, and said, "This is the eighth year of our marriage."

"I know."

"I want to change a ring for you in the tenth year."

I stretched out my hand, touched his face, and said to him, "I care more about your safety and whether you feel tired. Life is good now."

"I won't force myself," he looked at me with confidence and courage in his eyes, "Let me try?"

"Okay," I kissed the tip of his nose and murmured, "Let me help you."

"it is good."

Song Dongyang's ambition is bigger than I imagined, thankfully, we have the ability to match it.

I never thought that I would meet my physical parents at the power handover ceremony.They don't see any warmth in me, just as I don't see them either.

Song Dongyang put the power ring on my hand in front of them, then knelt down on one knee in front of me.

He said: "I take all the wealth and power as a dowry, and I am eager for you to marry me, my lover."

I want to say that I didn't put on the ring first and then kneel down to propose, nor did I think of making up the proposal after ten years of marriage.

But what I really said was "I promise you".

I promise you, Song Dongyang, congratulations, you have won back my dependence and trust.

Song Dongyang and I held a grand wedding in District 16. My parents, brothers and sisters were also invited to attend. Our relationship is still very estranged, but this is just right. I don’t think about why I live in District No.[-]. Why did Chi Hui get killed by Song Dongyang without their help, and why did the invitation appear on my desktop belatedly when Song Dongyang was full of wings.

Similarly, they don't want to use me to control Song Dongyang, or try to return to the core of power in the first district.

The godfather was reading a long congratulatory speech, and I looked at my Song Dongyang, he was so handsome and considerate.

I remembered that a long time ago, he once said to me: "Chi Rui, in this world, you just need to trust me and rely on me. There are many bad people out there, they will deceive you, they will hurt you, you just have to look It's enough for me."

I still don't fully agree with this sentence. I know that in this world, besides Song Dongyang, there will be other people who treat me well.

But I just want to trust him, rely on him, and watch him.

I'm sure his heart and eyes are all about me, just right, and so am I.

We will be safe and happy, grow old together, and live together in this life.

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I am Chi Rui, Chi Rui's Chi, Chi Rui's Rui.

I am a rich N generation who is studying abroad. My daily life is the same. I am a good student in school during the day, and spend money like water in nightclubs at night. I don’t have enough sleep all the year round.

On weekends, I like to lie in bed, read a few pages of philosophy books first, then get up and cook a few dishes by myself, take photos and send them to Moments after finishing, and get dozens of likes as soon as I refresh them.

I opened the message bar of 99+, cleared a wave of unread messages, and was about to log out, when a message popped up in the message notification—Song Dongyang: When will you return to China?

I clicked in, pressed the voice button by the way, and sent him a voice: "Come and pick me up."

Song Dongyang's profile picture is a red apple, but it can't embellish his calmness and indifference at all. He simply replied to me: "Okay."

After a while, there was an additional message on the interface: "I will arrive tomorrow morning."

I casually sent him a new collection of emoticons, a cute cartoon character holding another character with both hands, and the bright red lips fell on his forehead.

Song Dongyang really didn't understand the style, he replied me with a string of ellipses.

I continued to press the recording button and shouted with my throat: "Husband~~~~"

After the voice was sent out, I began to collapse on the sofa and laugh. It didn't take long before the three words "Don't make trouble" appeared on the interface.

Song Dongyang is my brother who has played with me since I was a child. We held an engagement ceremony a year ago. Of course, it was not because of love, but for a close relationship, a strong alliance, and easy to grab more benefits.

Originally, I was supposed to marry his younger sister, but who knew that his younger sister's mind went into a muddle, and she insisted on giving up the marriage for love, and finally ran away from home and eloped with someone.

Song Dongyang was ordered in the face of danger, and while apologizing to my family, he proposed to change the marriage partner.

I let go of the straw I was biting on, and asked him, "Your older sisters are all married, where are you going to find me a new partner?"

He slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "We can get engaged."

Fortunately, I was not drinking, otherwise I would have choked to death with his words.

I said, "Are the two men married?"

"The Zhou family and the Bai family are also married by two young masters."

"That's because they're all gay and we're not."

Song Dongyang was silent for a while, then slowly asked me: "Or, do you have a better plan?"

My brain hurt a little, and I began to think about how to deal with the aftermath.

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