04
Sexual happiness is important, but a stable life is even more important, Xia Yang figured it out.
If you think about it carefully, there is nothing to lose by marrying a disabled boss from a wealthy family. In order to pay off foreign debts in his previous life, he traveled to various crews day and night to film. He suffered from lack of sleep all year round and was physically overdrawn. In the end, he exhausted himself to death.
He will live a new life and have a husband from heaven, who is handsome, wealthy and status-savvy. Even if they divorce once the agreement period is over, he will receive at least 8 figures in compensation.
Maybe this is God's will.
God destined him to marry young and live a happy life in this life!
With this idea in mind, as soon as Xia Yang returned to the Han family villa, he took out the agreement Han Yi gave him and signed it with a swipe of his pen.
Even if the terms of "living in separate rooms", "no intimacy", and "sexless marriage" remained unchanged, it would not affect the speed of his signing at all.
The future is long, and the kind of happiness cannot only be given by "having a great ability and living well".
We are born as human beings and cannot take a narrow path.
*
Han Yi has been dealing with important company matters in the past two days, and the certificate collection is scheduled for this Friday afternoon. Xiayang also used these two days to get familiar with every part of the Han family.
The villa is located in the best location in City A, with mountains and the sea at its back. The entire house has a total of 66 rooms. There is a private beach, apron, swimming pool and European-style small garden outside.
Fang Ming told him that only Han Yi lived at home on weekdays. The two children would come over sometimes, but in most cases they would not stay overnight.
"What about his parents?" Xia Yang was curious.
"My husband's parents are both abroad and rarely appear in public. His only relative in China is his grandmother, who lives in Xicheng Manor."
Oh, with such a small family, living in such a big house is a bit wasteful.
With so many empty rooms, wouldn't it be good to rent out one or two? Xia Yang's heart was filled with the emotions of the working people at the bottom.
After Fang Ming got him familiar with it, he retreated first. He walked around the small garden and was about to go to the private beach when his cell phone rang. I took it out and took a look. The message came from a WeChat group called "Former FHB".
FHB was a singing and dancing boy group that the original owner was a member of before. It was disbanded less than two years after its establishment and had no particularly outstanding works. The other three members went their separate ways after the contract was terminated, and only he remained in Tongwei's company.
[Yuka]: Friends, the 10th is the day FHB was established. Do you still remember the agreement we made at the farewell performance? A year later, the reunion will be broadcast live. Does everyone still have enough time
After a while, the other two people in the group replied.
[Peng Lun]: Sorry, Kaka, I have to shoot an advertisement on the 10th, and I have arranged it before [showing helpless hands]
[Yan Tiankong]: I have been filming in other places recently. I will definitely not be able to make it back on the 10th.
Two of the four people were busy, and he was the only one who didn't speak.
The most important thing that Xia Yang lacks now is time. After he beat Gou Wuliang violently last time, Tong Wei became furious and announced that he would stop all his work, so that he would have to pick his feet at home from now on.
[Xia Yang]: [raises hand] I can go!
The message was sent, but Yuka did not reply. Within a few minutes, the other two people poked his window to chat privately.
[Peng Lun]: Ayang, have you reconciled with Kaka
[Yan Tiantian]: Ayang, have you reconciled with Kaka
Like copy and paste.
Xia Yang slowly typed a "?" in her mind, searched her memory for a long time, and checked the previous news before she figured out what happened to the original owner and Yuka.
The origin was at FHB's farewell performance at the end of last year. The original host stepped on Yuka's shoes while dancing, causing him to fall to the ground and make a fool of himself in front of everyone.
After the performance, the original owner was scolded on trending searches for being scheming, pink-eyed, and backstabbing his teammates...
A reasonable person knows that he needs to apologize, but the original owner was scolded as emo, so he immediately responded and said in front of the camera, "I didn't mean it, and I was very upset when such a thing happened."
Then he was scolded even more fiercely.
In an interview not long after, when the reporter asked about stepping on shoes again, the original owner simply pretended to have amnesia, and Yuka did not become a virgin. In front of the camera, he connoted the original owner as an ostrich or a turtle, and he did not dare to admit that he was wrong... Since then, The relationship between the two fell to a freezing point and remains stalemate to this day.
After withdrawing his thoughts, Xia Yang felt that he had indeed been a little rash just now, but after thinking about it carefully, he did not regret it.
From now on, I have to live as the original owner, and the mess must be cleaned up. He didn't want to be called an ostrich man for the rest of his life.
With this thought in mind, he slightly organized his words and typed in the group chat dialog box.
[Xia Yang]: A belated apology@yuka
[Xia Yang]: [Actively punished standing]
[Xia Yang]: [Cat kneels down}
After sending several messages and waiting for ten minutes, the other party finally made some movement.
[Yuka]: It’s too late to apologize, I don’t care about it anymore [Huangdou is arrogant][Huangdou rolls his eyes]
[Xia Yang]: Tell me what you are curious about and I will apologize~
[Yuka]: Haha, are you apologizing? ? This is what you asked me to say. I value my boyfriend’s autographed photo!
[Xia Yang]: No problem! Who is your boyfriend’s name? I’ll work hard!
[Yuka]: Even if you tell me, you don’t know, but my male idol is a powerful, brilliant, talented and handsome business tycoon, Han Yi!
Xia Yang: "..."
Xia Yang: "???"
What the hell... He really knows him!
*
On Friday afternoon, Han Yi and Xia Yang went out to the Civil Affairs Bureau together, with housekeeper Fang Ming acting as the driver.
"Brother Ming, Brother Ming, go here first." Xia Yang opened the navigation as soon as he got in the car.
Fang Ming took his phone and looked at it: "Candied date photo studio?"
"Yeah, yeah," Xia Yang's little deer eyes blinked, "First take a beautiful wedding photo, and then go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."
Fang Ming hesitated, not daring to make the decision without permission. He turned around and asked for instructions: "Mr. Han, do you think...?"
"The Civil Affairs Bureau can take photos, why do you have to go to a photo studio..." Han Yi's tone was like a glass of boiled water.
Ha, straight man thinking, Xia Yang complained secretly, but kept a smile on his face, moved to his side and explained, "The Civil Affairs Bureau can take pictures, but the level is too amateurish. Marrying a wife is a major event in life, so you can't take it lightly."
Han Yi: "..."
"Go, Mr. Han, go~" Xia Yang shook his arm, and their knees rubbed together from time to time.
Han Yi felt the strange touch and couldn't help but frown: "Sit over."
"If you promise me, I will promise you. If you don't promise me, I may have to be quantum entangled with you forever."
Han Yi: "..."
Fang Ming in the cab wanted to laugh again, and was really worried about Xia Yang, fearing that the cold boss would throw him out of the car when he showed his power.
After working with Han Yi for so many years, he has seen the boss's temper many times, and he has never seen anyone dare to make conditions to him, let alone threaten him with "quantum entanglement".
How brave!
The air inside the car fell into silence, and only gentle breathing could be heard. Fang Ming was ready to go out and get someone at any time, when Han Yi's deep voice came from the back seat of the car: "Turn around and go to the photo studio."
Fang Ming was stunned for a moment, then he quickly responded, stepped on the accelerator and the car sped away.
"Thank you, Mr. Han." Xia Yang kept his promise and kept a distance from Han Yi. He glanced at the stern face of the person next to him and found that it was not as cold-blooded as written in the book.
The candied date photo studio is not far away, and we arrived at our destination in twenty minutes.
There were two little girls in charge of the reception. When they saw Han Yi, their eyes widened and their hearts skipped a beat.
When they entered the studio, the two of them started talking excitedly.
"You're so handsome. What genes do you have to have such a face?"
"And that outfit, it must be six or seven figures. It looks like he is not ordinary rich! Alas, the only drawback is that he is in a wheelchair."
"What's wrong with the wheelchair? He has no arms or legs. Isn't it the most regrettable thing that he got married at an early age??"
The two little girls got more and more excited as they chatted, but they didn't notice a young man wearing sunglasses standing behind them. Xia Yang had just answered a phone call outside, and when he came in, he heard two people chatting about his significant other.
"Ahem." He coughed.
The two little girls turned around in surprise: "Sir, please wait a moment, someone just entered the studio."
Xia Yang pushed up her sunglasses and said, "Well, the guy who just came in and me are in the same group. We got married young together."
“…”
The photo studio is not very big. Just walk along the corridor and you will see the studio when you turn a corner. After entering, Xia Yang took off his sunglasses and greeted the photographer. When the latter saw him, a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes. : "Hey, are you...who is that? You seem to have a dance team."
Xia Yang: "..."
Xia Yang: "It's a boy band, bro."
"Oh, hey, that's what I mean," the photographer patted him on the shoulder and continued, "I've seen you dance, it's quite cool. It would be even cooler if you could ignore the shoes."
He said it tactfully, but not completely. Xia Yang could only show an awkward and polite smile: "Thank you, brother, I will continue to work hard."
"It's not important." The photographer pointed to Han Yi who was answering the phone not far away. "With a husband like this, it's not impossible to stop working hard."
"..."
Xia Yang didn't have time to chat with him. He kept remembering what Yuka mentioned to him about the autographed photo of the male god.
It was impossible for Han Yi to cooperate with him in taking hard photos, so he had to find another shortcut to get the photos. This was also the reason why he went to great lengths to bring Han Yi to the photo studio.
At this time, the other party was making a phone call on the small balcony outside the studio. Xia Yang leaned forward to take a look and walked to the photographer: "Brother, can you help me? I'll give you 50, what do you think?"
…
Ten minutes later, Han Yi ended the phone call with the vice president and returned from the small balcony. The photographer was already in place, and Xia Yang also sat down in front of the red background.
The photographer cat looked at the two people behind the viewfinder and gave a thumbs up: "You two, a perfect match!"
The two faces look good to each other. They are wearing white shirts. One is cold and ascetic, the other is well-behaved and delicate. They are like two different scenery, each with its own value.
"Two of you, let's get closer and lean our heads together." The photographer gestured and demonstrated.
Xia Yang pulled the chair towards Han Yi and tilted her head as he said.
"Yes, that's it. Sir on the right, please move a little bit." The photographer added.
Han Yi didn't move.
Xia Yang felt the aura of reluctance to cooperate and started to help him make amends: "My husband's waist hurt last night, and it hurts when he moves. In this case, I will move, and I can move alone."
Photographer: “…”
Han Yi: "..."
The two people's shoulders touched each other, and each other's warm body temperature rose up where they touched. The outside of their thighs touched from time to time. Xia Yang could clearly feel that Han Yi's limbs were a little stiff.
"Everyone has a first time, don't be nervous, relax." He tilted his head and whispered soothingly.
Han Yi avoided his turning head and frowned: "Are you a globe? Turn back and don't move again."
Xia Yang:…
The photographer couldn't hear what they were saying. After the two sat down again, he made a gesture and shouted in a long voice: "Come on, you two, smile, be happy-"
The good-looking young man grinned and showed a row of small white teeth, while the cold and handsome man had an expressionless face.
"Can't laugh."
The photographer was shocked.
"Oh, that, that," Xia Yang said again in a serious tone, "My husband's lip nerve is not sensitive, and he is not allowed to move his lips too much."
Han Yi: "..."
Photographer; "…"
Oh my God, what the hell, my husband, the quality is so poor.
If you can't move your lips, it will affect your harmony and happiness, right
He glanced at Xia Yang with great sympathy, with an expression that said, "I'm sorry for you."
After all, this little idol is still so young...
However, the person involved acted like a normal person, smiling with style and level, with a calm and calm look on his face.
"It's okay, it's okay, just take the photo like this. I'll give my husband a smiling lip later on, so it won't affect our sweet style~~"
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Han Yi: What the hell are smiling lips