As for whether to have a second child, the couple has not yet considered it.
Chengyang had already dropped out of school, and even though he seemed to be recovering well physically, Sheyan felt that having a baby was enough.
He was extremely reluctant to let Chengyang open another wound, so no matter how deep the relationship was, he still took necessary protective measures.
After the wedding, the two planned a week-long honeymoon trip. The tickets were purchased the day after tomorrow, and they did not leave immediately the next day as soon as the wedding was over.
Sheyan still has several investment projects on hand, which he needs to finalize personally.
The assistant brought a series of documents to the residence, and Sheyan worked in the study room. The window of the study room was connected to the garden downstairs. If you tilt your head slightly, you can see the entire garden.
The weather has been good these days, the sun is shining brightly, and her father and stepmother are also here, sitting with Chengyang in the garden.
Yuan Yuan seemed to be quite interested in making colorful clay. She sat next to Chengyang, and Chengyang taught Yuan Yuan how to make some simple clay statues.
The father next to him was holding a small toy to play with the baby in the stroller.
The whole family is enjoying themselves.
In the middle, Sheyan received a call from Hong Zhan. Hong Zhan asked Sheyan to help set up a connection. He wanted to buy the Raphael K7 from someone.
Yesterday Hong Zhan said that he had K7 in his hand just to get Tan Hong to cooperate and play his lover in front of his old father. He didn't have K7 at all.
This agreement has been made. Hong Zhan never does anything that breaks promises. The reason why he said that at that time was that he was sure that he could get the Ferrari Raphael.
"I remember you don't like playing with these kinds of cars, don't you?" After all, they have been close friends for many years, so Sheyan naturally knew that cars were a means of transportation for Hong Zhan.
"I asked someone to help me a little. He likes to play with cars."
Hong Zhan mentioned it on the phone.
Sheyan took the signature pen and clicked twice on the document. He asked directly: "Is it Zidian?"
According to Sheyan's current knowledge, among the people he knew, Zidian seemed to be the only one who liked playing with cars, and he really liked them.
"Yes." Hong Zhan didn't hide anything.
"Have you figured it out?" Hong Zhan didn't make any moves before. Did he wait until now
Sheyan put down the pen.
"Okay, I'll call the owner of the car right away. The car is just a decoration in his garage."
"By the way, when do you want it?"
"This afternoon." Hong Zhan's explanation to Zidian was that Raphael was placed at the maintenance station for maintenance and would not be available until later.
Zidian's answer was that it would be fine if he could get in the car before twelve o'clock tonight.
The return ticket Zidian bought was for tomorrow at noon. He even considered that if the K7 was comfortable to drive, he would buy the car directly from Hong Zhan.
But since he just bought a sports car recently and doesn't have that much money at the moment, it would be more appropriate if Hong Zhan could agree to pay in installments.
Sheyan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of interest in his tone: "In such a hurry?"
"Yes." Strictly speaking, this is actually not in line with Hong Zhan's usual behavior. Let's just say that he was obsessed with it at the time. Even though he knew that Tan Hong was straight, he still wanted to have more interactions with him.
If we can't be lovers, there seems to be no loss in being friends.
"This is a big favor. Remember to owe me one." She Yan said jokingly.
"I'll pay it back to you later."
Although they were friends, Hong Zhan remembered Sheyan's help.
Although the relationship between the car owner and Sheyan was not as deep as that of Hong Zhan, the other party made more than the price of ten Raphael cars through their cooperation with Sheyan.
After the call with Hong Zhan ended, Sheyan turned around and contacted the car owner.
The owner of the car is currently out of the country. I learned that Sheyan has a friend who wants to buy the K7. Since he is a friend of Sheyan, he knows that it will not be an ordinary person.
He bought the K7 with the intention of collecting it, and he didn't drive it a few times.
Someone wanted to buy it, but Sheyan came forward. Of course he would sell it as a favor.
When Sheyan said that he wanted it in the afternoon, the owner said that there was no problem at all. Although the car was not running, it was regularly sent to the garage for maintenance. It had just been serviced a few days ago. Sheyan gave him an accurate address and he had the car taken to the garage. Drive past the garage.
As for the money issue, favors are more important than money, and it doesn’t matter when you give them.
Even if you don't buy it, it's no big deal if you want to borrow it and drive it around for fun.
The efficiency can be said to be quite fast.
It was not yet afternoon, just before lunch, several people in the garden heard the roar of the engine in the distance, before the sports car even approached.
The sound came from far away and was obviously coming towards the villa building.
Chengyang and the elders looked at each other, obviously curious about who would appear here at this time.
No one contacted me in advance and said they would come over for lunch.
The little guy in the stroller seemed very excited when he heard the sound of the sports car, and started to scream.
Taking Erzi out of the car, Chengyang gently held the little guy's back.
From the small garden, you can't see outside the main entrance, there is a wall blocking it.
After leaving the garden, Chengyang walked to the open door and stood on the steps. Then he saw a dark supercar driving at a high speed and stopped in front of the door.
Zidian didn't drive a car when he came over. He made a plane. Chengyang felt a little curious about the people in the car for a while.
The doors on both sides opened upward like eagle wings, and a strange face came out of the driver's seat.
The man raised his eyes and saw Chengyang standing diagonally in front of him. Chengyang's porcelain-white skin, under the warm sunlight, had light and shadow dancing silently between his brows.
The visitor was stunned for a moment, then he quickly stepped forward and expressed his intention to Chengyang.
He said: "Hello, I'm here to deliver the car. This is the Raphael K7 that Mr. She wants."
"What does Sheyan want?" Chengyang took the car keys in confusion.
Sheyan also heard the sound of the engine in the study upstairs and came down from the second floor.
He reached behind Chengyang in a few long steps.
"Thank you for bringing the car over." Sheyan held his wife and son in his arms.
Chengyang turned to look at Sheyan.
"Then Mr. She, I'll leave first."
The visitor parked his car at the door. After completing his task, he turned around and left quickly.
After staring at the man's retreating back for a moment, Chengyang realized that there were already four cars in the house, and in Chengyang's memory, Sheyan didn't like driving sports cars that much, so he couldn't understand what was happening.
"Hong Zhan wants the car." Sheyan put his arm around Chengyang's waist and took him back to the living room. Originally, it wouldn't be a problem to drive directly to Zidian, but Zidian was coming over in the afternoon, and Hong Zhan wanted to go first. Let Sheyan go to their side.
Sitting on the sofa, Chengyang conveniently took a small toy and stuffed it into the baby's hand. The baby grabbed the toy with his small hands and stared at the fathers without blinking with his big round black eyes.
"Hong Zhan? He wants this car?" It seems that Hong Zhan doesn't have this hobby either. Chengyang seems to know that as Sheyan's good friend, Hong Zhan has many similarities between the two.
Otherwise, Uncle Hong wouldn't have asked Chengyang to help keep an eye on whether there was a suitable partner and introduce him to Hong Zhan.
"It can't be said that he wants it."
"Huh?" Chengyang was confused.
"So who wants it?"
Chengyang asked.
"Zidian!" Sheyan gave a name.
"Zidian?" Chengyang was confused, but suddenly, he remembered the wedding scene and accidentally saw Hong Zhan and Zidian sitting together. It seemed that they left together.
No way
Chengyang's eyes slowly opened wide. This development could only be described as rapid.
Hong Zhan never told She Yan about the little agreement he made with Zidian, so from the couple's point of view, they would just think that they were hooked up.
Chengyang knew that Zidian liked playing with cars. This time the other party came to attend his wedding. Zidian didn't have a car, so he must be addicted to cars.
However, the car drove to them, not to Hong Zhan. Chengyang still didn't quite understand this.
Then Sheyan told Chengyang the specific origin of this car.
Hong Zhan asked Sheyan to help him get the car from another person.
This book, written by Hong Zhan, is obviously a bit big.
"You call Zidian and ask him to come and pick up the car." Sheyan asked Chengyang to contact Zidian.
The couple knew Zidian's real name, but they were used to being called Zidian.
The so-called acting requires doing everything. set.
Zidian was originally staying in the hotel. During the conversation with Uncle Hong, the other party knew this and immediately cast an extremely condemning look at Hong Zhan. He also accused Hong Zhan of not caring about Zidian at all. Others came all the way here. Zidian was also asked to stay in a hotel.
There are a lot of empty rooms in Hong Zhan's place. It would be better to just free up one for Zidian than staying in a hotel.
Under the complaints of his old father, Hong Zhan went to the hotel with Zidian, took the other person's luggage into the car, and followed him to his house.
The old father also privately called Hong Zhan aside and told him that Zidian was so much younger than him and he should pay more attention to and take care of Zidian.
The old father was afraid that Hong Zhan would return to being single again. There were many juniors in the family, some of whom were younger than Hong Zhan, and some of them were already good at it.
It was just Hong Zhan and an iron pea, letting his old father bang the hammer, but there was no movement, which made his old father very worried.
After finally finding a handsome and cheerful boyfriend, the old father thought he could relax, but in the end he thought too much.
Faced with his father's instructions, what can Hong Zhan do? It can't be said that it's all fake. He might be able to make his father angry and send him to the hospital. The drama has been played out until now, only in a day or two. Hong Zhan nodded and said that he If you know it, you will take good care of people.
So Zidian stayed at Hong Zhan's house that day.
When I called Zidian, Hong Zhan was not at home at that time and had gone out to do errands.
When he learned that the car had driven to Chengyang's house, he was a little confused. Chengyang helped Hong Zhan on the phone and said that he wanted to see what the K7 looked like, so he asked someone to drive the car over first.
"That's okay, I'm going there in the afternoon anyway."
"Have you eaten? Why don't you call Hong Zhan and come over to eat together?" Chengyang said.
"Are you..." Zidian wanted to say whether Chengyang had misunderstood something, but he changed his words temporarily.
"He went out for something. I can just eat something outside. See you in the afternoon."
Zidian doesn't like to order takeout, and prefers to eat outside. He originally planned to go out, and thought he might not see the car until dark, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.
Taking the mobile phone wallet, Zidian went out directly.
Zidian called a taxi and rushed to Chengyang's house.
She's father and his wife were also there at that time. They had met Zidian at the wedding. Although they had not spoken to each other, they had a very fond impression of Zidian at first sight.
Knowing that Zidian and Chengyang have a good relationship, they even flew here specially this time and were relatively enthusiastic about Zidian's arrival.
Chengyang put the sleeping baby in the stroller and sat on the sofa with Zidian.
Chengyang had doubts about Zidian suddenly getting close to Hong Zhan.
Between Hong Zhan and Zidian, he had to get to know Zidian first. Privately, Chengyang would prefer Zidian.
"Hong Zhan, do you know he is gay?" Chengyang was afraid that Zidian wouldn't know, so he reminded him in advance to avoid any misunderstandings later.
Zidian took a green date from the fruit bowl and made a crunching sound when he bit it.
"I know." Zidian replied, chewing green dates.
"Then you..." Chengyang didn't organize his words for a while. Just the fact that Hong Zhan put so much effort into getting this Raphael style K7 for Zidian was obvious enough that the other party might have some thoughts about Zidian.
"I have a small agreement with him."
Chengyang is not an outsider here at Zidian.
Although the time they may have known each other was relatively short.
But time is not the criterion for measuring friendship.
"Hong Zhan asked me to pretend to be his lover. During the wedding, his father misunderstood our relationship. Hong Zhan probably didn't want to disappoint his father, so he asked me to help him temporarily."
"As a reward, he offered to lend me Raphael to drive."
Zidian knew that Chengyang might have misunderstood like Hong Zhan's father, so he told Chengyang the truth and believed that Chengyang would not tell the matter.
"Uncle Hong misunderstood you, so Hong Zhan just made the mistake?"
Chengyang never thought of this reason.
"... Speaking of which, I met Uncle Hong before, and he asked me to help Hong Zhan introduce a partner."
Since it was all a misunderstanding, Chengyang also told Zidian about an incident in the past.
"Hong Zhan looks good. He doesn't need to be introduced." Zidian thought of Hong Zhan's enviable figure and couldn't figure out why Hong Zhan's father was so anxious.
If Hong Zhan waved his hand, there would be many people coming forward to follow him.
"I don't know about this. It seems I haven't found anyone I like."
When he said this, Chengyang stared at Zidian.
Zidian stepped back a little: "What's that look in your eyes?"
"If you weren't straight, I would definitely introduce you to Hong Zhan." Chengyang pretended to be serious.
"Go away." Zidian pushed Chengyang.
Chengyang shook his head regretfully: "I know you're not. In fact, I'm not interested in doing things like holding a red thread. I really can't force things like fate."
Zidian has not met anyone who makes his heart beat so far, so he doesn't have much sympathy for Chengyang's sentiments.
"I'm going out to test the car in the afternoon, do you want to come with me?"
"I just got married!" Did this person forget that he was still newly married
Zidian bent his elbow and placed it on Chengyang's shoulder, pushing Chengyang's left shoulder down a little.
"What about newlyweds? Tell me yourself, how long have you two been together? You already have a baby."
Zidian glanced sideways at Chengyang and refuted Chengyang's words.
"Then I have to talk to She Yan. It won't take long, right?" It should be okay to go out for a few hours and come back in the evening to finish dinner.
Chengyang suddenly felt guilty that he was wandering outside while her husband worked at home to make money.
No, he's not that scumbag.
Chengyang went upstairs to the study and told Sheyan that Zidian was here, and they went out to try the car.
Chengyang carefully looked at her husband's expression, fearing that he was a little unhappy.
Sheyan pulled Chengyang into his arms and sat down, clasping Chengyang's chin and kissing him.
After kissing Chengyang's lips until they were red, he planted a deep strawberry on Chengyang's neck.
It hurt a little. Chengyang groaned, stood up, touched his neck with his hand, and then glared at Sheyan.
"This way when you go out, others will know that you have a master." Sheyan stroked Chengyang's back.
"Childish!" Who is in his thirties? He is almost thirteen years old. Chengyang thinks Sheyan is it.
"Then you are not allowed to go out, stay at home."
Sheyan grabbed Chengyang's waist and pretended to be angry.
Chengyang wanted to hit someone, but naturally he couldn't bear to hit his husband's handsome face.
He said he would be back before dinner, but Chengyang later went out with Zidian.
As for Shefu and his family, it is very normal for young people to like to have fun. When going out, they are told to drive slowly and pay attention to safety.
However, as soon as the car drove out of the community and onto the street, Zidian immediately increased the speed of the car.
I have a sports car in my garage at home, but I have never ridden in it except Cheng Yang. This is my first time riding in a Ferrari Raphael. Sure enough, luxury cars have their own unique charm.
The roar of the engine is not offensive to the ears, but stimulates the brain.
There are speed limits in many places in the city. This car belongs to someone else. Although Zidian wanted to hit the accelerator, he still controlled the speed.
"How about going to the suburbs? The driving here is not exciting enough." Zidian asked.
Speaking of asking questions, the sports car was already running out of the city.
Chengyang didn't care. While buckling his seat belt, he still held the handle above his head.
The street scenes outside the car window came into view at a super fast speed, and then reversed at an extremely fast speed.
This was an uncommon experience, and Chengyang had the urge to learn how to drive and drive such a supercar in the future.
As soon as the car left the city and reached a place without electronic monitoring, there was a roar, Zidian stepped on the accelerator, and the car ran like lightning. Compared with other vehicles around it, those vehicles were like old women slowing down.
The completely black sports car glides on the road with an ink-colored light.
The car drove to a small river and the two got out of the car.
When he came out, Chengyang put water in the car, took the water and stood on the river bank.
The river breeze blows on your face, refreshing and pleasant.
Drinking a mouthful of cold water makes your whole body feel extremely comfortable.
"How's it going? Are you happy?" Zidian leaned against the car door and asked Chengyang with raised eyebrows.
"Cool."
Chengyang smiled brightly.
At that moment, the warm sun reflected in his eyes, and the ripples of light made Zidian feel a little moved.
"Chengyang, if you were not with Sheyan, I think I would definitely pursue you."
Zidian directly said what was on his mind at that time.
Chengyang was stunned after hearing this, and when he met Zi Dian's eyes that suddenly became serious, he pondered for a moment.
"Don't bend, otherwise you'll slap yourself in the face." After all, Zidian has always boasted that it is straight.
Zidian opened his eyes and looked at the river rippled by the wind.
He seemed to be smiling, but he didn't seem to be.
"What does it matter if I slap myself in the face? Do I care?"
Chengyang looked at Zidian. He knew that he was gay very early on, and he also knew his sexual orientation clearly when he met Sheyan.
Regarding Zidian, he didn't know whether Zidian was really joking or something else.
I just hope Zidian won't be troubled by this.
"My family actually doesn't agree with me and Sheyan being together."
"On the day of the wedding, only my cousin and his girlfriend came over."
"But Sheyan's family members are very nice and accepted me easily."
Chengyang said something he didn't often say to others.
Zidian smiled and said, "You look very good now." She and Sheyan fell in love at first sight.
"I hope you can meet the right person soon."
Chengyang couldn't help much either.
Right person
Zidian unexpectedly thought of someone.
But I don’t seem to have that feeling, the feeling of wanting to be with the other person.
We stayed on the river bank to enjoy the river breeze, then got back in the car and headed for the city.
On the way back, Zidian also overtook cars from time to time.
Including on viaducts.
As the car was driving, Zidian noticed something was wrong. There were several cars around, all of which seemed familiar. Although those cars were not sports cars, they were all luxury cars.
Several good cars surrounded Ferrari in the middle, making Zidian want to overtake several times but was unable to do so.
Next to him, Chengyang also noticed something unusual.
Turning to look to the right, the owner of the passing car glanced at Chengyang with an unkind expression.
"Are these cars blocking us on purpose?"
Chengyang couldn't figure out why the other party was surrounding them since there was no friction accident.
"I just overtook their car, so I'm probably jealous." After all, not just anyone can drive a Ferrari Raphael.
It’s not just a matter of money, it also depends on how quick one’s hands are.
Once it slows down, you may not be able to drink the car exhaust.
This time he was able to experience the extreme speed of driving Raphael thanks to the battle. feel.
But I just encountered a little accident.
After coming off the viaduct, several cars around forced the Ferrari to park on the roadside below.
Zidian and Chengyang were both sitting in the car without moving. Chengyang was holding his mobile phone and hesitating whether to call the police.
There has been no conflict yet, but judging from the opponent's posture, it doesn't seem like it will end that easily.
A tall and thin gray-haired man got out of the car parked diagonally in front of him. He was dyed granny gray and was dressed quite fashionably. He wore a leather jacket and jeans that exposed his ankles. There were metal pendants hanging from his wrists and neck.
A more typical metal style.
The gray-haired man turned around and walked towards Zidian and the others. Several people got out of the cars on the left and behind, and they were dressed similarly to the gray-haired man.
With a bang, the gray-haired man kicked the Ferrari, causing the car to shake slightly.
It was always him who overtook other people's cars. Today, this man had no choice but to overtake him several times because he had a good supercar.
Chengyang had already entered the police phone number, but unexpectedly there was a call.
It was Sheyan calling. The other party originally wanted to ask Chengyang where they were now, whether they were eating at home or out in the evening, but then they heard Chengyang say that they had encountered some trouble on the road and someone stopped their car. Doesn't sound very friendly.
"Are you hiding in the car and being a coward?" The gray-haired man walked to the driver's seat and kicked the door again.
Zidian loves cars like his life, and the way the other party treats this car, even though the car is not his yet, is enough to anger him.
Zidian opened the car door and walked out.
Chengyang told Sheyan the location, and he was told to sit in the car and not go out for the time being. They rushed there immediately.
"Do you know how much this kick of yours costs?" Zidian's eyes narrowed.
"How much? Ming coins?" The gray-haired man looked from Zidian's head to his feet, and then back again.
The surroundings suddenly burst into laughter, and Zidian pursed his lips.
"What do you want to do, tell me directly?" Zidian was not in the mood to waste time with these people.
"If you don't want to do anything, let's just chat."
The gray-haired man had a bad expression on his face, saying, "I have a lot of time, why don't we take our time."
"From the way you sound, you're not a local, are you?"
Over there, Chengyang got out of the car and someone whistled frivolously.
There were even more malicious eyes looking up and down Chengyang's body. Chengyang followed that line of sight and met a pair of salivating eyes.
"Your friend? He's good-looking." The gray-haired man naturally saw Chengyang. He had a face that was no less than that of a popular celebrity. Standing there, it seemed that the sun was particularly partial to him. His face was fair and dyed with a charming light. faint.
"You can go, your friend will stay." The gray-haired man was obviously interested in Chengyang.
Zidian stared at the gray-haired man and suddenly laughed. The gray-haired man's face suddenly changed, and he felt that Zidian's eyes were full of contempt.
"Don't be so fucking shameless!" The gray-haired man clenched his fist and attacked Zidian's face.
When it comes to fighting, Zidian is nothing to be afraid of.
He turned his body to avoid the gray-haired man's blow, lowered his body slightly, raised his foot and kicked the gray-haired man fiercely.
"You dare to hit me." The gray-haired man cursed, no longer polite, and after standing firm, he rushed forward and started fighting with Zidian.
Chengyang wanted to go over to help, but was stopped by two people.
Seeing Chengyang's thin appearance and frail body, the two people thought Chengyang was easy to bully. One of them reached out to touch Chengyang's face, but Chengyang grabbed his wrist and quickly pushed him away.
There were relatively few people around this area, so no passers-by would call the police immediately in the event of a fight.
There are five people on the other side, and Chengyang and his two are here.
Gradually, Chengyang and Zidian fell behind.
Zidian was punched in the mouth, the wall of his mouth was scratched, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
He wiped away the blood, his eyes bloodshot with anger.
The situation at Chengyang's place was relatively similar, but he also received one or two blows on his shoulders and arms.
This location was not far from home. Sheyan was speeding all the way and was on his way there.
Hong Zhan originally wanted to go to Sheyan's house, but he suddenly heard that something had happened to Chengyang and the others. Although his place was far away, there were relatively few traffic lights on the road.
Hong Zhan arrived before Sheyan.
From a distance, I saw a group of people fighting fiercely there.
As the car drove past, Hong Zhan first beat Chengyang's two people to the ground three or two times. His attacks were all in place, and the other party didn't even have time to fight back. They fell to the ground or held their stomachs or hugged them. Broken arms wailed.
After relieving Chengyang's crisis, Hong Zhan climbed over the car and ran to Zidian.
After noticing a trace of scarlet blood on the corner of Zidian's mouth, Hong Zhan suddenly erupted with a frightening aura. Even Zidian was shocked by the aura and forgot his movements for a moment.
In the eyes of those three people, Hong Zhan at this time was the same as Leng Sha Shura.
The three of them looked at each other and noticed that the other person was trembling.
"Who beat him?" Hong Zhan's voice was filled with ice as he stepped towards the three of them.
That punch was delivered by the gray-haired man. He said with a stern expression, "It's me, what can you do? My uncle is from the police station."
"Okay, then let him come. I want to see what he can do when he comes."
As soon as he said these words, Hong Zhan stepped forward and punched to the flesh. In less than ten seconds, the other three people fell to the ground one after another, wailing.
"Call the police!"
Hong Zhan turned around and said to Zidian, who was still standing stunned.
Zidian was relatively confused about this development. He saw Hong Zhan walking up to Zidian and reaching out to touch Zidian's somewhat hot cheek.
At that moment, Zidian felt a throbbing in his heart, and the throbbing seemed to be some kind of signal.
He had always protected others, and he had never been protected by others before. The man's sudden arrival felt like a god for a moment.