Cheng Minghao looked at Yan Xiao with question marks all over his face, trying to figure out his true thoughts from that cold face.
Yan Xiao, who was being watched, had no intention of resolving his confusion. He calmly withdrew his feet, put the computer bag back on the table, and sat back upright.
Ye Fei raised her eyebrows, looked sideways at the stylist who was still in shock, and gave him a "this is not normal" look.
Stylist: "…"
No, he really didn't spread rumors!
Obviously they were downstairs just now, and they said that this person was not cooperative, so why did they suddenly change their minds now
A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost!
"Very good," Ye Fei teased with a chuckle, "Now your wife fans will be excited."
Yan Xiao's facial features are tough and his outline is deep, which is an extremely handsome appearance. In the early stage of entrepreneurship, it was accidentally photographed by the media, and it attracted numerous pursuits and praises. Even if it has been seven years, when the forums count the most handsome photos of passers-by, there will definitely be that sneak shot of him in them.
It's just that he keeps a low profile and has received very few interviews. Unless necessary, he never appears in front of the camera, which makes all fans regret.
Ye Fei's eyes fell on Yan Xiao, sizing him up unscrupulously.
Because of the nature of his work, he has seen countless celebrities over the years, but none of them can compare to this person in front of him.
It's a pity that the two are just a cooperation, not so much a husband and wife, but a business partner. At the beginning, Ye Fei needed a lot of money to solve Dingyuan's predicament, while Yan Xiao needed a de facto marriage to cope with the ubiquitous marriage urges.
The two hit it off immediately, and after discussing the terms of the contract, Dang even went to get the marriage certificate.
Who would have thought, Ye Fei sighed, the self who used to be ascetic and focused on developing his career, would stop loving Yan Xiao's money one day, and start greedy for his body instead...
Ye Fei cleared her throat, and drove the yellow waste out of her mind. After thinking about it, he has no plans to develop further with Yan Xiao. With only two years left in his life, he should stop harming others, not to mention that Yan Xiao is not interested in him either.
"That's not it." Although Cheng Minghao still didn't understand why Yan Xiao agreed suddenly, it's good that his goal has been achieved. He came over and complained to Ye Fei, "You don't know how crazy his wife fans are. We have a lot of news on our official blog." The operation girl has to be stuck for half a day every time she logs in."
"Yes, Mr. Yan," Ye Fei chuckled, and raised his chin at Yan Xiao in the mirror, "Fang Xin is an arsonist."
"This word is accurate." Cheng Minghao laughed, swept away the depression just now, and opened Weibo with great interest to show Ye Fei those private messages asking for photos.
Yan Xiao suddenly said, "What is a wife fan?"
"You don't even know that," Cheng Minghao said casually, "I just want to be your wife's fan."
Yan Xiao frowned, and said seriously, "I'm married."
Cheng Minghao was busy logging into Weibo, without raising his head, he said, "Ah? Yes, so what's the matter?"
Yan Xiao was very dissatisfied with the disapproval in his tone, and solemnly emphasized: "I have a wife."
Cheng Minghao: "..."
Forget about this man's character.
Like many geniuses, Yan Xiao has a very high IQ, and has talents far beyond ordinary people in the fields he is good at. But at the same time, his social shortcomings are also very obvious.
Can't judge the other party's true emotions based on the context, can't understand the hidden meaning of the dialogue, and... have a 100% attachment to their own ideas.
"Do you need me to show you the marriage certificate?" His voice was low, not in a questioning tone, but with a hint of aggression.
Cheng Minghao rolled his eyes unbearably, and pushed Ye Fei forward: "All right, all right, you have what you have, here, your wife is here."
Ye Fei staggered from being pushed by him, and just leaned against the chair Yan Xiao was sitting on. He didn't move away, adjusted his posture according to the situation, and narrowed his eyes: "You can discuss this topic after I leave."
Cheng Minghao raised his hand and made a zipper movement on his lips. Pulling the stylist to sit down on the sofa, he went to study Yan Xiao's new hairstyle.
Ye Fei withdrew her attention, pondered for a few seconds, then lowered her head and asked Yan Xiao, "When do you have time recently? I have something to tell you."
After doing the math, he and Yan Xiao's contractual marriage has just been fulfilled for half a year, and the contract stipulated ten years. But now, Ye Fei wants to terminate the contract early.
He and Yan Xiao are more or less public figures, and their every move may be exposed to the eyes of others. If he was photographed looking for men outside in the future, it would be bad if news of cheating and stealing came out.
The safest way is to get a divorce first, and then go to the wild. The things that had been discussed suddenly changed. Although I was a little sorry for Yan Xiao, but only in this way can I have no worries. It's just a fake marriage, and with Yan Xiao's capital, it won't be too difficult to find a suitable person.
"Yes," Yan Xiao replied quickly, as if he was waiting for him at any time, and then asked, "What's the matter?"
"I can't tell here..."
Ye Fei's slightly hesitant face was reflected in the mirror mounted on the opposite wall. Yan Xiao looked at him intently for a while, but was not satisfied with just looking at the mirror image.
He raised his head slightly, and his gaze met Ye Fei in mid-air: "Do you think it's suitable tonight?" He paused for a few seconds, and then said, "I'm free all night."
Ye Fei's eyes lit up, he only had two years, and it would be great if he could solve it as soon as possible. He nodded and was about to speak when Cheng Minghao's loud voice suddenly came from behind him: "Brother Xiao, you forgot, we have a video conference at eight o'clock tonight."
He secretly wondered, Yan Xiao has a very strong memory, as small as the daily work schedule, as large as a decimal point on the financial report, as long as he browses it, he will never forget it. What happened today
Yan Xiao glanced at him and said, "No."
"Yes." It turned out that Yan Xiao also had a day of forgetting things. Cheng Minghao cheerfully opened the memo on the phone and handed it over: "Look, I marked it up last week, and it's today."
Yan Xiao refused to look at his mobile phone, and said coldly, "I won't remember wrongly."
"But… "
"I'm not in such a hurry." Ye Fei put his arm on Yan Xiao's shoulder casually, interrupted the conversation between the two, and said with a smile, "You are busy first, we will talk about it when we get home, okay."
On the day of receiving the certificate, Ye Fei moved to Yan Xiao's apartment, but they did not live in the same room.
From the moment Ye Fei touched him, Yan Xiao froze, his whole mind was focused on his left shoulder. The temperature of Ye Fei's palm was transmitted to him through the thin cloth, warm and real, better than every dream he had before.
He sat there motionless, even breathing lightly. As if Ye Fei was some easily startled animal, as long as Yan Xiao made a slight movement, he would quickly run away.
Ye Fei waited for a while, but didn't hear Yan Xiao's answer, so she called again in doubt: "Yan Xiao?"
Yan Xiao's Adam's apple moved, and he looked away unnaturally. After a few seconds, I couldn't help but move back. After a long while, he spit out a word: "Okay."
"Then it's settled," Ye Fei stood up straight, "You're busy, I'll go to the box first." He waved his hand at Cheng Minghao, lifted his foot and walked out.
As soon as he took a step, Yan Xiao called him from behind: "Ye Fei."
Ye Fei turned around: "Is there anything else?"
"You can use this box," Yan Xiao said, his speech speed was a little slower than usual, as if he was considering his words, but it was not obvious, "I'll ask someone to add a chair, it will be more efficient."
In order to increase persuasiveness, I added another sentence: "I have calculated."
"No need." Compared to being with Yan Xiao, Ye Fei wanted to be alone.
Two years seems to be very short, but Ye Fei has long forgotten what happened during this time. He needs to organize his thoughts so that he doesn't say something he shouldn't say.
"It's only a few steps away, so it won't take long."
"Just sit here," Yan Xiao stood up to give up his seat, pushed the chair towards Ye Fei, and insisted silently, "I can start cutting my hair right away, okay?"
He is tall, with a straight back, standing by the chair and waiting for Ye Fei persistently. The expression on his face was serious and serious, and there was an inexplicable feeling that people couldn't bear to refuse.
"That's fine." Ye Fei thought that Yan Xiao probably wanted to create an illusion of their affection on the outside, so she didn't refuse any more, and sat down in cooperation.
Anyway, they are going to divorce soon, so let's follow him for the last time.
The studio's service was very good, and within a few minutes, according to Yan Xiao's request, the box was properly arranged. Ye Fei and Yan Xiao sat side by side in front of the mirror, letting the stylist do the movements on their heads.
Ye Fei confirmed the hairstyle in advance, and the progress was a little faster than Yan Xiao. When he finished cutting, Yan Xiao was still finishing.
The two just agreed that when Yan Xiao returns to the company, he will take Ye Fei home by the way. Ye Fei didn't want to sit and wait in the box, so she went to the balcony.
It was already the beginning of the lights outside, and the sea-crossing bridge embellished a long strip of light in the sky. Large and small vehicles shuttle on it, dazzling and dynamic.
Leaning halfway against the railing, Ye Fei lit a cigarette and looked at her phone while smoking.
First browse through the recent hot news, and then click into WeChat after you have a general impression, and start to open the chat history from top to bottom. Just seeing the third person, there was a sound of sliding the door behind him.
Ye Fei raised her eyes, and Yan Xiao walked over.
The new hairstyle made his face more neat and clear, making him almost handsome. Ye Fei exhaled a puff of smoke ring, and teased, "Yo, where is this handsome guy, can you add a WeChat?"
Yan Xiao looked at him quietly without speaking.
After a while of silence, just as Ye Fei was about to pinch his cigarette and leave, Yan Xiao suddenly said, "Give me one."
Ye Fei was startled: "Do you smoke?"
No wonder he was surprised, plus in his previous life, Ye Fei had known Yan Xiao for more than two years and had never seen him smoking.
Yan Xiao let out a "hmm".
Ye Fei didn't ask any more questions, and threw the cigarette case over. Too lazy to take out the lighter, she just raised her head and lit it for him with her own cigarette.
He was very close to him, so close that Yan Xiao could even count his distinct eyelashes. At this moment, the din of traffic and horns outside seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the two of them.
In the rising smoke circle, Yan Xiao traced Ye Fei's outline inch by inch with his eyes, his Adam's apple moved, and he unconsciously took a deep breath.
"What date is your Internet conference?" After lighting a cigarette, Ye Fei retreated naturally. He flicked the ash into the trash can and asked Yan Xiao.
Yan Xiao didn't speak, and even turned his body away.
This is... angry
Ye Fei thought about it for a while, and it became clear that his teasing sentence just now should have offended him. Sure enough, apart from the partnership, Yan Xiao privately didn't want to get too close to him.
Ye Fei had no intention of sticking her hot face against someone's cold ass, stubbed out the cigarette butt, and said: "I'll wait for you outside." Then she walked away.
Until he walked far away, he really couldn't hear any sound from the balcony. Yan Xiao, who was blushing and short of breath, held on to the railing and coughed violently.