At that time, Ou Renjin had just finished a meeting, and everyone was packing up the materials in front of them and preparing to adjourn. The moment he saw the text message, he subconsciously laughed out loud. In the silent environment, everyone's eyes were focused on him. He coughed twice, put away his phone, and tried to maintain his dignity as the president.
Back in the office, he turned on his phone again and looked at the two text messages. He tapped the desk lightly. After a while, he sat up straight and finally replied.
"There's a family gathering tonight, will you come and keep me company?"
Over the years, since he came out, the old man has lost his previous gentle and loving appearance. Every time there is a party, he always follows his uncle's family to scold him openly or secretly. When he thinks of their weird looks, he thinks it might be a very interesting thing to bring his little lover directly home.
Ou Shaowen quickly responded: "Yes, I'm coming."
really.
"I'll ask Uncle Li to bring you here."
"good."
So, when Ou Renjin got off work and walked into the underground garage, he saw Ou Shaowen leaning on the car window and waving at him from a distance. Although he didn't smile, everyone could see that he was very happy.
He opened the car door, and as soon as he sat down, he pressed Ou Shaowen's head and gave him a passionate kiss. Uncle Li, who was driving in the front, did not look away, and the two people who were infatuated with each other in the back did not avoid suspicion either.
After a long while, Ou Renjin took the initiative to push away the boy who was getting more and more excited and immersed in it, "Sit down, your clothes are messed up."
So he sat up straight and touched his lips lightly with his fingers, as if he was recalling something.
"Oh, right." Ou Renjin suddenly remembered a fleeting thought, "I have known you for so long, but I have never seen you smile."
He felt that Ou Shaowen seemed to have smiled in front of him many times, but when he thought about it carefully, he found that he had never smiled even once in the true sense. He smiled with his pair of expressive eyes rather than with the corners of his mouth, so you could always feel his happiness and think that he had smiled in front of you.
But... at this moment, he just wanted to see this person give him a smile with the corners of his mouth turned up and his teeth showing.
Ou Shaowen also tilted his head in confusion, “Really? Didn’t I laugh?”
He clearly felt like he had laughed many times.
Ou Renjin turned on the selfie mode on his phone, put his arm around Ou Shaowen's neck, and gave the camera his usual smile. Many people have said that he looks good when he smiles, the kind of smile that will make people forget all the negative news about him in an instant and want to give everything to him.
Ou Shaowen stared at the camera blankly.
“Learn from me, laugh!”
His eyes were still on Ou Renjin's face.
"Hey." Ou Renjin restrained his smile and warned in a low voice, "Smile quickly, or I won't kiss you next time we meet."
Ou Shaowen came back to his senses and slowly, slowly showed a standard smile based on his own template to Ou Renjin who was smiling again on the screen.
Ou Renjin pressed the shutter at that moment. He let go of Ou Shaowen and looked down at the photo on his phone. "Remember, just smile like this when you are happy in the future."
When Ou Renjin actually saw Ou Shaowen smile, he felt that it was nothing special and was far inferior to when he looked at you with a smile in his eyes.
“Yeah.” Ou Shaowen unconsciously turned his body towards him, very curious about the photo.
Seeing this, Ou Renjin simply posted the photo on Weibo, "Didn't you tell me before that you applied for Weibo? Go and see it there."
He immediately picked up his phone and opened the Weibo account that he had almost forgotten. Qi Yue had always been in charge of this account. From the time he applied for it until now, he had only forwarded a few photos in cooperation with the magazine. He ignored all that and directly followed Qi Yue's instructions to click on the Weibo homepage he followed. That photo that looked so harmonious and beautiful appeared there.
Ou Renjin doesn't post on Weibo very often. This is the first time he mentioned Ou Shaowen's existence on Weibo after he made his relationship with him public, and he showed off his affection directly from the beginning.
"Fuck, a feast for those who love beauty."
"It's been 21 days since they were photographed, and it's finally been officially announced on Weibo. From today on, Shao Wen is officially the fifth concubine!"
"No, they even took her to a charity dinner and flirted in front of the camera, and it's still not official."
"I did a full Thomas spin 360 degrees in the air and pounced on my knees. God bless my future boyfriend to be one ten-thousandth as beautiful as you."
"Shao Wen looks so good when he smiles, so does he only smile in front of President Ou?"
"I... I seem to have become a CP fan. What should I do? I'm already heartbroken for myself in half a year."
"Fuck, Ou Renjin is a bit of a scumbag, but he's damn handsome. Will you accept a date? I definitely don't expect to be the sixth concubine."
After seeing the last message, Ou Renjin gave him a very ruthless reply: I don’t accept it, it’s too ugly, get out!
Turning his head, Ou Shaowen enlarged the picture to the maximum and continued staring at it.
"Repost it, why are you still standing there?"
“Huh?” Ou Shaowen came back to his senses and looked at him with a confused look on his face.
"Didn't your assistant teach you how to use Weibo?" Ou Renjin came forward, held his index finger and tapped to forward the Weibo post. "If you want to say anything, type it here."
"say what?"
"You don't know the copywriter. Tell me what you think of this photo."
"Oh." He nodded, thought for a while, typed a line of words and forwarded it.
When Ou Renjin refreshed his Weibo homepage, he saw Ou Shaowen’s silly new Weibo post.
Ou Shaowen: You are so pretty // Ou Renjin: I finally caught someone and took a photo with him. Picture.jpg
"Tsk!" He clicked on the Weibo post and commented: "Be good, stop talking nonsense, I know."
Ou Shaowen's phone dinged, it was the kind of notification tone that only comes with special attention. Ou Renjin glanced at him and saw that he was somewhat surprised to click on the notification, and then said happily to the reply he just sent, "I can receive your message!"
"yes."
"How did you do that?"
Ou Renjin leaned over again and opened the comment page of his Weibo post. His comment was pushed to the top in a short time. "If you see a Weibo post you want to reply to, just click here and type in your comment."
"Can you receive the messages I send you?" He seemed to have turned into a curious baby in an instant.
Ou Renjin nodded good-naturedly, "Yes, I can receive it."
“Okay, I got it.” Ou Shaowen lowered his head again and fiddled with the Weibo that was a little unfamiliar to him. He was very focused all the way and put away his phone reluctantly only when he reached his destination.
As he stepped out of the car, he saw a garden that was lush and green even in late winter.
"Don't be afraid." Ou Renjin reminded him gently, just like before walking on the red carpet, "Next, block out everyone else's words except me, and just eat quietly."
"Okay." He nodded, not thinking it was something difficult to do.
But he didn't expect that he would soon fail to listen to Ou Renjin.
When Ou Zhenghui saw another man walking in hand in hand with Ou Renjin, his face turned pale. At that moment, he forgot all the etiquette and shouted loudly: "Stop!"
Ou Renjin seemed to be oblivious to what was happening. He pulled Ou Shaowen to sit down at the dining table, then smiled and looked around at his family members, "Grandpa, don't be angry. You know, this day will come sooner or later."
"I can't control how you play outside, but who allowed you to bring these questionable people home?" Ou Zhenghui was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at Ou Shaowen and said, "Let him go, or you will follow him."
"Don't worry, Grandpa." Ou Renjin smiled, "I always leave after eating anyway. We come from so far away, you can't let us leave hungry."
Ou Yiyun frowned and turned his face away with disgust.
His wife Qin Yuran chimed in, "Ah Jin, your grandfather hasn't been in good health lately. If you keep deliberately irritating him like this, if anything happens to your grandfather, you'll be criticized for the rest of your life."
"Why are you cursing grandpa for no reason, aunt? I think grandpa is in good health and can live another 20 years." Ou Renjin still smiled, "Besides, when I came out, my uncle and aunt almost woke up from laughing in their dreams. The second branch of the family has no descendants, which is really something to be happy about."
"Shut up." Ou Zhenghui's lips were trembling, and he picked up the teacup beside him and threw it at him quickly.
Ou Renjin found it funny, and while laughing he also blamed himself. He knew clearly that they were like this, so why did he have to provoke them? He might not be able to escape, and it would not be worth it to get injured here.
Before I could finish the thought in my mind, I saw a figure suddenly appear beside me. There was a "whoosh" sound, and then the sound of porcelain pieces colliding with each other was heard, followed by a shrill scream.
"Ah!" Qin Yuran covered her arm which was hurt by the blow and stared at them in disbelief. Her chest was heaving so hard that she couldn't utter a complete sentence. "You...you..."
Ou Shaowen stood in front of Ou Renjin, blocking him completely. He held a half-broken porcelain plate in one hand and covered his face with the other. Just now, he hit the flying teacup back with a plate like catching a tennis ball. He didn't deliberately calculate the angle to avoid or hit anyone. At that time, he didn't think about these things. Whoever he hit was whoever he hit, and the more painful it was, the better.
Ou Renjin stared at his back in amazement for a long while before he laughed happily, "Wow, you're amazing."
Ou Yiyun hurried over to check on his wife's injuries. After the shock, her arm was in unbearable pain. Qin Yuran cried softly, and Ou Yiyun couldn't help but slap the table and stood up.
He had just taken two steps forward when he saw Ou Shaowen holding a knife on the dining table and looking at him fiercely and coldly. He held the handle of the knife in reverse, as if he could stab it into his neck at any time.