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Fang Ming and the deputy housekeeper panicked and handed the phone to Han Yi obediently.
"We are watching Mr. Xia's live replay video," the deputy housekeeper wiped his sweat and said, "Master Xia is playing games with his CP... Oh no, he is playing games with his brother."
Han Yi lowered his eyes and looked at his phone. The video was still playing. Two young boys were smiling and in high spirits, with pink bubbles floating above their heads.
His long eyelashes covered his dark pupils, making it difficult to see what his emotions were.
Fang Ming was observing the words and emotions next to him, and now he chose to take on the overall situation: "Sir, the entertainment industry is all a joke. It's up to you to see what's true or not, so you don't have to pay too much attention."
However, Han Yi ruthlessly exposed it: "I remember you just said that the entertainment industry is a big dyeing vat."
"..." The overall situation person was slapped in the face and shut up for a second, not daring to speak any more.
Han Yi pursed his lips and was about to say something. At this moment, there was a noise at the door, followed by a loud sound in the villa.
"Wow, it smells so good! I want to eat braised chicken tonight!"
No one spoke in the restaurant, and the dull atmosphere added a bit of embarrassment.
It’s time to take the time to learn from each other, and to be harmonious between you and me... It’s time for rich and noble men to take the time to learn.
Xia Guifu rushed over at a sprint speed of 100 meters. His stomach kept making a growl. He was already very hungry just after the live broadcast.
"You can start cooking now, right?" He sniffed the scent in the air and swallowed crazily.
"Yes, Mr. Xia, you and your husband eat slowly." The deputy butler winked at Fang Ming, and they quickly took this opportunity to escape.
Xia Yang didn't know what was going on, and his mind was completely occupied by the braised chicken. However, when he sat down next to Han Yi, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the familiar face on the screen of the other person's mobile phone.
That's himself!
I go? ! Xia Yang's heart sank.
Han Yi actually watched the live broadcast, and it was still the live broadcast of him, a little fool. Is the life of the boss already so boring
No, that's not the point.
Suddenly thinking about the large-scale CP scene with Yuka just now, Xia Yang suddenly felt a cold chill on the back of her neck.
At this time, the cook had served all the food, and the two of them began to sit down to eat. The braised chicken could no longer arouse his interest, and he was always thinking about other things.
It is certain that what Han Yi just saw on his mobile phone was his live broadcast an hour ago, and the frame of the picture was exactly "Cayenne CP, YYDS!"
It's just that he can't figure out why Han Yi is interested in that kind of thing. He can't be just trying to make fun of him and Yuka.
Could it be... Xia Yang thought of a possibility - could he be used to deduct compensation during the divorce
He was so scared when he thought about it carefully that he started to sweat on his back.
The crime of not abiding by male ethics is not a small one, and it is expressly prohibited in the agreement.
Xia Yang's breathing became tight, her throat felt sore, and she could no longer eat the delicious food on the table.
No, he can't sit still and wait for death, he must take the initiative!
With this thought in mind, he pondered the idea of attacking, then put down his chopsticks and used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of rock sugar snow pear for the man next to him.
Han Yi glanced at him: "I don't eat sweets."
"Eat something to neutralize the sour taste in your heart." Xia Yang smiled and looked very considerate.
Han Yi: "?"
"Calm on the surface, but turbulent on the inside, Mr. Han is really a high-quality ninja god... Jun!"
Han Yi: "???"
Seeing the man frowning, Xia Yang closed the corner of his mouth, put on a pious expression and got to the point.
"Mr. Han, you've watched my live broadcast, right? Are you sour? It's my fault, let me review it," he said sincerely, clasping his hands together, "As your married man and wife, I shouldn't have sex with others. Suspicion, although that is not my original intention, and I don’t like it either... "
"Are you a peacock who ran away from the zoo?" Han Yi interrupted him coldly, paused, and then said, "You don't have the ability to affect my mood."
"Oh`~"
You said this yourself, don't go back on it.
The plastic husband doesn't mind who he "speculates" with, which means that the compensation will not be reduced because of this. Xia Yang feels relieved and sighs with relief.
My appetite returned immediately, and I happily finished a large bowl of braised chicken.
I would say that the plastic husband is quite nice. Although he is cold, he has a big heart and is not fussy about everything.
As long as there is no actual cuckoldry, everything else is inclusive. I love this broadmindedness!
*
Early the next morning, Xia Yang was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone. As soon as she answered the phone, she was yelled at by her boss Tong Wei.
"Who asked you to live broadcast with Yuka? That little kid has terminated his contract with the company a long time ago. It's not like you don't know! If you are asked to pick your feet at home, just do it at home!"
Xia Yang was already unhappy because she didn't get enough sleep.
"Our live broadcast is just for chatting and does not involve commercial interests. I have told fans before that we will live broadcast the reunion, so there is nothing wrong with it."
"Stubborn!" Tong Wei grinded his teeth on the other end of the phone, "It doesn't matter if it doesn't involve commercial interests. In short, you are not allowed to contact that little kid again. In my company, I set the law!"
"Oh, then sue me." Xia Yang hung up the phone directly.
What the hell, he really thinks of himself as his father. Why should he, a transparent person who has been hidden away, be obedient!
I put down my phone and was about to go back to sleep, when my phone rang again.
He came over to look at it despite being annoyed, only to find that it was a WeChat message from Yuka.
[Yuka]: Brother, good morning, there is something I need to tell you.
[Yuka]: Yesterday we were live broadcasting, and my agent bought a hot search without notifying me in advance. Do you mind about this? [Poor] [Poor]
Xia Yang was stunned after reading the message, then switched to Weibo, swiped down twice, and found their topic in the tenth hot search position.
#There is a kind of brotherhood called Yuka VS Xia Yang#
The entry was relatively socialist, so there was nothing to worry about, and since people were spending money to put him on trending searches, there was no reason for him not to allow it.
[Yang]: I don’t mind, I should thank you
[Yuka]: My agent originally wanted to buy #cayenneCP#, but I taught him a lesson.
[Yang]: Well done! [Give you a little caution]
[Yuka]: I told him that I don’t want to speculate on CP, and I have to be dedicated to my boyfriend. My agent said that your boyfriend will not pay attention to you at all, and you should not overindulge.
Xia Yang pursed her lips lightly, thinking that your manager is a sensible person.
[Yang]: Brother, this time I will be your manager. Han Yi is still indifferent to the person next to him, so there is no need to be single-minded.
[Yuka]：? ? ? ?
[Yuka]: How do you know he is cold to the person next to him! Wait, he has someone to sleep with? ?
Xia Yang didn't reply.
There are some things that need to be addressed as soon as possible. Just treat them as friendly reminders to sort out minefields.
*
In the evening, Han Yi and Xia Yang took a car to Xicheng Manor.
The original book said that the closest person to Han Yi was his grandmother Tang Minying. And the reason why he agreed to the marriage was precisely because he didn't want Mrs. Tang to worry.
The atmosphere in the car was as dull as ever, no one spoke, there was only the sound of the car engine roaring. Xia Yang scrolled through her phone for a while and saw a video of a rich man's daughter-in-law getting angry when she entered the house, and suddenly thought of a question.
"Mr. Han, I want to ask you something." He said as he pressed down the sound insulation panel in the car to temporarily isolate the driver.
Han Yi noticed his behavior and raised his eyelids slightly.
"Just...what should I pay attention to when meeting your parents?" Xia Yang moved closer to him.
As we all know, wealthy families have many rules, so let your husband know the rules in advance so as not to suffer a loss later.
Han Yi was silent and replied: "My family only knows that you and I are married. We don't know about the agreement, so we have to keep it a secret."
"Oh, no problem." Xia Yang nodded in agreement.
"Is there anything else? Any rules, etiquette, etc., such as kowtowing three times after entering the door." He recalled the wealthy families in movies and TV dramas and guessed.
Han Yi: "No."
... Hiss, Xia Yang was secretly surprised at how relaxed it was. This is a wealthy family with a minimalist style, right
The air became quiet again, and after a moment, he touched Han Yi again: "Mr. Han, should we pretend to be very intimate later?"
Since the purpose of marriage is to deal with family members, as a partner who gets paid to do things, you must ensure a good professional reputation.
"Why." Han Yi turned to look at him.
"Because you have to be professional when acting. You are a newlywed, and you can't be like a cold-blooded person. Hey, I forgot to draw two dark circles under my eyes when I went out just now. My energy is depleted and I am seriously lacking in sleep."
Han Yi: "..."
Han Yi: "That's not necessary."
Although it was an exaggeration, he was not in a hurry to deny it.
Half of the side face was sunk in the light and shadow of the setting sun. After a long time, he raised his eyes and said lightly: "How do you pretend to be intimate?"
Xia Yang: "..."
God, he was really worried about this family.
My husband can't do anything except watching and making money.
Even small things like business had to be fed to him with his own hands.
"Okay, admit it, who told me to be the wife you bought?" He pinched the center of his eyebrows, shouldering the great responsibility of preaching, receiving karma and solving doubts, "Kiss, hug, hold someone high, this is basic practice, you can do it Bar?"
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