In the spacious and bright interstellar conversion station, bright and bright sunlight is projected from the glass windows, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground. After recording the show this time, the little assistant arranged for a certain number of fans to pick him up from the airport, so in the fan zone of the conversion station, Chu Yan patiently took photos with fans and signed many fans.
From an unknown 18th-tier star three years ago, to now the youngest top-tier artist ranked 19th in all of China, Chu Yan's fans watched him walk along the way, and the two sides are no longer ordinary stars and fans. On the contrary, there is an inseparable connection.
"Chu Yanyan seems to have lost weight again, I wonder if she is eating well."
"You don't know yet? Chu Yanyan went on a diet to film the next movie. It seems that the next movie requires him to be a little thinner."
"Ah? It's so sad. I have to change my body for acting. How bad it is for my health..."
For actors, their bodies are also a tool. In order to act, if you need to gain weight, you must gain weight, and if you need to lose weight, you must lose weight. This is the professionalism of actors, and it is also the price they must pay behind the glamorous appearance.
When Chu Yan, Zhou Hehui, and the little assistant came to the parking lot, they saw a fiery red sports car in the distance.
Brilliant lines and a brightly colored body make this super sports car look like a king in a dimly lit parking lot, attracting everyone's attention. The other cars seemed too timid to move in front of it, but it still exuded a strong aura and despised all the hovering cars around it.
When seeing this car, Chu Yan stopped, Zhou Hehui took two steps before realizing that Chu Yan was behind. He first turned his head to look at his own artists, and then followed Chu Yan's gaze to look at the sports car parked not far away. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and he asked, "Is that Mr. He, Xiaoyan?"
Chu Yan nodded with a smile, and said, "Well, Brother Zhou, you can go with Tongtong, I'll just go with him."
Just as he was talking, a tall and handsome figure got out of the car and slowly leaned against the door. The distance between them was still a bit far, and Zhou Hehui couldn't see He Baishen's face clearly, but he vaguely felt that this man seemed a little different from before, as if his aura was softer.
Zhou Hehui nodded and said, "Okay, Xiaoyan, then pay attention to safety, and I will pick you up the day after tomorrow to attend the Golden Flower Awards."
Chu Yan nodded with a smile, and walked away. When he reached the man, he raised his eyes and asked with a smile, "Come to pick me up?"
He Bai raised his eyebrows deeply, and his thin lips curled slightly: "Well, come and pick up my lover."
Chu Yan let out an "oh" in feigned surprise, and then asked, "What do you pick me up for?"
Seeing the young man's appearance of knowingly asking questions, He Bo smiled quietly. He stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around his lover's waist, held her tightly in his arms, and slowly bent down to press his lips together. Leaning close to Chu Yan's ear, the hot air slowly sprayed on the delicate and small earlobe: "I will pick you up... to get married."
Half an hour later, Chu Yan signed his name on a beautifully textured marriage book and pressed his fingerprints.
I'm afraid no one would have thought that the marriage of these two people simply signed a certificate, obtained the legal documents they once owned, and then...
It's all over!
No wedding, no feast, no witnesses!
Nothing, just the two of them held hands and entered the private notary office specially arranged by He Boshen, and then signed a lifetime contract.
After all, it was a specially arranged person, and the other party didn't show any surprise when he saw Chu Yan, as if he really didn't know him, he calmly told the two of the relevant precautions, and arranged everything for them.
When the two left with a thin marriage certificate, Chu Yan sat in the passenger seat and looked at the extremely thin certificate by the light in the car. His gaze swept across the word "husband", and also across his 3D photo, and finally stopped at the bottom of the certificate, "A hundred years of marriage, a happy marriage", and after a long time, he gently smile.
Finally raising his gaze from the marriage certificate, Chu Yan turned to look at the man beside him, and asked, "You actually married me so crudely?"
A look of surprise flashed across his stern and profound face, and He Boshen asked back: "Yanyan, do you want a wedding?" Before Chu Yan could answer, the man closed his eyes, with a gloomy and disappointed expression, and said in a low tone : "I know, your career is on the rise now, and it's impossible to announce the news of your marriage so soon. So, let's drive a red car as a wedding car, shall we? Later... you will compensate me for another wedding."
Look at what he said, he portrayed Mr. He as a boudoir and dissatisfied woman!
Well, there can't be a wedding, so I just want a red wedding car.
Well, I can't make it public, so I just need you to give me the title.
Well, can't do a lot, but as long as I have you, I'm content.
But in fact, this is what Chu Yan emphasized last night. Chu Yan knew that although he had a lot of fans and was very popular, after all, he had only debuted for three years, and his foundation was not solid. It would take a certain amount of time to settle, and he couldn't make too much news during such a rising period.
Besides, Chu Yan has not gone high enough now.
If he disclosed his relationship with He Baishen to the outside world now, it would probably attract some criticism. Because he has not yet reached the level of An Shaoyang, maybe Heizi will pour dirty water on him, thinking that he got his current status only by going through the back door and accepting the unspoken rules.
In this matter, Chu Yan owed something. When the car stopped in the garage of the villa, he stretched out his hand to grab He Baishen's arm, and the latter immediately turned to look at him in surprise.
Under the brilliant light of dusk, the young man's exquisite and beautiful eyes seemed to be full of infinite guilt, his full lips were slightly pressed together, and Chu Yan said softly: "When I really stabilize, we will make it public and make up for it later. A wedding."
The tone was solemn and serious, and the voice was firm and decisive, as if he had already made a certain decision.
Such a gentle sunshine, such a sincere lover, He Baishen couldn't help but move slightly in his heart. Even if there was a trace of regret, it completely disappeared at this time. He stretched out his hand to grab his lover, pulled him into his arms, kissed Chu Yan's forehead lightly, and said softly, "Okay."
Even without the wedding, it would definitely count as a wedding night.
He Boshen had already bought a lot of vegetables, and even cleaned the whole room himself before Chu Yan came back. He didn't hire hourly workers, and he didn't directly find servants from the He family's mansion. He Boshen spent a whole day making the house more clean and tidy, and even adjusted some decorations according to Chu Yan's preferences.
When it was dinner time, the two of them were cooking together in the kitchen. Chu Yan was in charge of the cooking, while He Boshen went to wash the vegetables. He Boshen started, and Chu Yan went to chop the vegetables. The two cooperated perfectly, and when the rich and attractive aroma of vegetables permeated, Chu Yan raised his head and kissed his lover's lips, and said with a smile, "It's good to have you."
He Boshen kissed her again, it was hot and intense, which deepened the kiss.
"It's best to have you."
After all the dishes were served, Chu Yan was about to pull out his chair and sit down when he heard the doorbell ringing "Ding Dong". He looked up at He Boshen in surprise, only to see that the latter was unbuttoning his apron while raising his thin lips, saying, "Go and open the door."
With a confused mood, Chu Yan opened the door, and then froze when he saw the other party.
Wearing the most orthodox suit and dress, every strand of gray hair was combed neatly, Mr. He was wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, dressed in a formal manner, leaning on a black cane, standing with a straight back outside the door. Beside him is the old housekeeper who is kind and smiling.
Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said, "Mr. He."
After these words fell, Mr. He let out a dissatisfied "hum", and hammered his cane to the ground, as if he was about to get angry.
The last time Chu Yan had contact with Mr. He was two years ago. At that time, although the old man was well-bred and did not show his contempt, but in his eyes and movements, contempt and disdain for himself, or the original owner, flowed everywhere.
But now, Chu Yan thought that the other party was going to get angry again, but the next second, he heard the old man say, "Call me Grandpa!"
Chu Yan was taken aback for a moment, his heart warmed a little, and he smiled and said, "Grandpa."
The old man snorted softly, and walked into the room arrogantly.
All three of them got on the table and began to eat this unusually simple wedding banquet. Originally, He Baishen wanted to invite Chu Yan's friends to participate, but who knows that neither Bai Qiran nor An Shaoyang are currently in Capital Star, and their marriage is not easy to publicize, so we can only let it go for the time being, and wait for the official wedding Please come to them again.
However, Chu Yan was also quite touched by the fact that he invited the old man to congratulate him.
Chu Yan had no relatives in his two lifetimes, and Mr. He's "grandpa" made him deeply moved. At the dinner table, Mr. He kept telling them to live a good life in the future, not to quarrel, and if there was anything Chu Yan could go to him, he could teach this brat He Boshen a lesson.
Hearing this, He Baishen smiled helplessly and said, "Grandfather, didn't you realize that it's him who is bullying me?"
Mr. He raised his brows: "Just you? You grew up bullying others, and Chu Yan is so cute, can he bully you?!"
He Boshen turned his head to look at Chu Yan, and said, "Yanyan, tell me, did you bully me?"
I saw a complex expression on Chu Yanqing's handsome face. He pondered for a long time, and finally frowned slightly, looked at the old man with dodge eyes, and said in an anxious tone: "Grandpa, I bullied him, he... He never bullied me."
Mr. He raised his eyebrows: "It's all like this, how dare you say that you didn't bully others?! He Boshen, you are really tough!"
He Boshen: "..."
Chu Yan suppressed a smile: "... Poof."
After the meal was over, Mr. He declined Chu Yan's invitation and insisted on going home. When he walked to the door, the old man awarded a small gift box and placed it gently in Chu Yan's palm, and said seriously: "I don't know what happened before. I don't know and I don't want to know. Why do you change so much. But Chu Yan, Ah Shen likes you very much. I have never seen him like someone so much. You are the first person he likes, and you can only be the only one. I hope you can live happily ever after."
The sincere and sincere words made Chu Yan's heart soften. He nodded slightly and made a promise.
After the old man left, Chu Yan opened the box and saw a small chip inside, shining blue light under the light, and there was nothing special about it.
Chu Yan frowned suspiciously, only to hear He Boshen say calmly, "This is 10% of He's shares."
The movement in his hands stopped suddenly, Chu Yan raised his eyes, and looked at the man beside him with incredulous eyes.
I saw He Boshen's expression was calm, his thin lips slightly hooked, and said: "This is a betrothal gift from the He family to my mother, and it should be handed over to you now... Cough cough..." After panting for a while, He Boshen changed his words seriously: " This is what my grandfather gave you, my dowry."
Qingqing smiled and raised the corners of his lips, reluctantly accepting this explanation.
However, this gift is still too expensive, and Chu Yan still wanted to return it to He Boshen. Unexpectedly, the latter raised his eyebrows gracefully after hearing this, and asked jokingly: "Is this very expensive? You are not curious. , what is the dowry I gave you?"
Chu Yan snorted softly: "It's impossible for anything to be as valuable as 10% of He's shares, right?"
He Boshen shook his head lightly, did not give an answer immediately, but took his lover's hand and walked towards the private theater. Chu Yan was dragged forward by He Boshen in a daze. As he was walking, he heard the man's deep and magnetic voice slowly sounding: "I want to give you my unreserved love."