The deafening music in the square drowned out the sound of Shan Qihuan's heartbeat like a drum. It was also the first time for him to do such a thing in public. He felt a little regretful after doing it. It was all because of Shen Yuhan's intentional or unintentional seduction and hints. Of course, he would also make such a decision on impulse.
Shen Yuhan used his slightly cool hands to cool down his red cheeks. He no longer had the heart to play with balloons. All he could think about was Shan Qihuan's light kiss.
The two of them sat quietly on the bench, each with their own thoughts.
The temperature on Shen Yuhan's face never dropped, while Shan Qihuan continued to keep his face tense.
The clock on the square stopped at seven o'clock. After Shan Qihuan had finally finished preparing himself, he asked Shen Yuhan, "Is there anything else you want to see?"
Shen Yuhan hadn’t walked much recently, so the soles of his feet were well-maintained. After walking for an afternoon, his legs were very sore. He shook his head and said, “No more.”
"Then let's go home." Shan Qihuan looked up at the sky and down at the ground but didn't look directly at Shen Yuhan. He was tired, but he was a little full from eating so he ate a lot. "Since we don't want to watch, let's go back. Is there anything you want to eat? We can buy some to bring back."
Shen Yuhan saw someone selling cotton candy not far away, so he ate some and whispered to Shan Qihuan, "Can we come back next time?"
"Okay, let's come back when the weather gets warmer. Let's go." Shan Qihuan stood up after saying this. He put his hands in his pockets and walked in front, trying to hide his impulsiveness just now.
There was no one to block the wind, and Shen Yuhan's face felt cold. He was stunned for a moment. It turned out that his husband had been blocking the wind for him. Then he followed Shan Qihuan in a very good mood. Shan Qihuan realized that he was walking too fast, so he slowed down and waited for him.
It seemed that since the day they got married, Shan Qihuan had been waiting for Shen Yuhan, who was always one step behind him. However, every time he waited for a while, Shen Yuhan would catch up with him on her own, and then the two of them would walk together.
Shen Yuhan reluctantly finished his day's journey. After returning home, he found that the soles of his feet were not only blistered but also rubbed. He almost cried in pain when taking a bath. In contrast, his husband seemed to be fine.
Shen Yuhan smelled fragrant after taking a bath. He put on his perfume and tiptoed to find Shan Qihuan.
At this time, Shan Qihuan had just been chatting with a friend on WeChat in the living room. When he saw Shen Yuhan limping over with his coat off, a hint of displeasure flashed across his eyes.
"Are you catching a cold again?" He then asked worriedly, "Did you fall in the bathroom?"
Shen Yuhan was wearing thicker pajamas. The heater was on at home, so it wasn't cold. He tiptoed over to sit beside him, frowned slightly and said, "I didn't fall. My feet hurt. The blisters on my feet are broken."
Shan Qihuan met Shen Yuhan's eyes: "So?"
Shen Yuhan bit her lower lip and said tactfully, "The skin is broken. It hurts when it touches water. I need to apply some medicine."
Shan Qihuan glanced at his feet unhappily: "I'm your babysitter, come to me if you need medicine yourself."
Shen Yuhan shook his feet. The big White Rabbit on his cotton shoes was extremely clear, and it was similar to the big White Rabbit ball that he brought back and hung next to the TV.
He said with a clear conscience: "You are my husband, not my nanny."
Shan Qihuan was speechless because this was the truth, so he had to put down his phone and go get him iodine and plaster.
He brought it back and prepared to give the medicine to Shen Yuhan himself, and then under Shen Yuhan's gaze, he began to unscrew the bottle cap and take the cotton swab without complaint.
"Put your feet on my legs and I'll apply medicine on you."
Shen Yuhan didn't mind showing her feet to her husband. She took off her shoes and still put her legs on Dan Qihuan's thighs a little shyly.
Shan Qihuan pressed the back of his feet. He didn't look closely when he wiped his feet in the room last time. The light in the living room was obviously brighter, making Shen Yuhan's feet look white and clean, and his toenails were trimmed neatly.
He used a cotton swab to apply iodine to the wound. The coolness made Shen Yuhan curl up her white and tender toes, which was a little painful.
Shan Qihuan slowed down his movements and asked him, "Does it hurt?"
Shen Yuhan hugged a pillow, half of her face was hidden inside, only a pair of beautiful eyes were exposed: "Yeah, it's okay."
"Let's see if you will go out and have fun in the future. You haven't stopped for an entire afternoon. I should tie you up at home." Shan Qihuan said harsh words, but his movements were extremely gentle. He even helped Shen Yuhan apply the ointment directly, but Shen Yuhan stared at him and didn't speak. His feet were no longer painful, and only the coolness of the ointment remained.
In the past, when he was at home, every time he hurt himself or didn't take care of his health, his second brother would come to see him and scold him. He was also a nagging Zhihu user, and every time he listened to him, he felt drowsy.
Although Shan Qihuan is a nagging person, she only said a few words, but she felt close to him, as if her relatives were by her side. In the future, she would not miss her family too much because she had a husband who was like her family. Yes, her husband was her family.
After applying the medicine on both feet, Shan Qihuan realized that Shen Yuhan was staring at him without saying a word. Shan Qihuan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him and gently moved his feet away.
Shan Qihuan threw the cotton swab into the trash can and said in a gentlemanly manner, "Okay, let's go to bed."
Shen Yuhan, however, held the pillow without moving, still looking at Shan Qihuan.
Shan Qihuan was annoyed by his attitude: "What are you looking at?"
Shen Yuhan smiled faintly: "When I was sick or injured before, my family would scold me, I just thought of them. Husband, you are just as good to me as they are."
Shan Qihuan was familiar with and understood Shen Yuhan's family. Just by listening to him talk, he could sense a lot of family warmth, which was something Shan Qihuan had rarely experienced. He couldn't resonate or empathize with them, but he would interrupt Shen Yuhan's memories.
Shan Qihuan felt very uncomfortable being praised, but he was also a little excited in his heart: "What a great thing."
Is he really good to Shen Yuhan
Maybe, she gave him so many little things, took him shopping, and helped him with his painting work.
In fact, Shen Yuhan can still paint Internet-famous paintings, and the price has been hyped up to nearly a million. It’s not that bad, so it doesn’t matter if you treat him a little better.
"That's good." Shen Yuhan insisted very seriously. Shan Qihuan was the first person who showed kindness to him after he came to this world. He had many characteristics. "You are a good person."
Shan Qihuan, who was suddenly given the nice guy card, felt even more embarrassed. No one would praise him like this.
Shan Qihuan cleared his throat and said, "Don't say anything praising me. Go to bed. I'm going out to drink with my friends."
Shen Yuhan thought of the friend he had talked to that time, and did not stop Shan Qihuan from going out, but his eyes were full of worry.
Shan Qihuan washed the plaster off his hands first, and when he picked up his coat to go out, he saw Shen Yuhan staring at him with wide eyes. What he wanted to express was very clear. He subconsciously assured him: "It's just drinking, don't do anything else."
Shen Yuhan walked to the shelf, took down a scarf and put it on Shan Qihuan: "Then you have to come back early, husband, don't drink too late, and don't get drunk."
Shan Qihuan lowered his head slightly and asked him to put on the scarf: "You, you are drunk."
He drove out. Before driving out, he saw Shen Yuhan standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room in the rearview mirror.
After the car was driven out of the community, he smiled helplessly: "Really."
Standing there like a husband-waiting stone.
After he left, Shen Yuhan tiptoed back to the bed step by step.
She tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep, hugging the quilt, knowing who her husband played with and what they played. There might be singing girls or young men drinking with him, and if they threw themselves into her arms, her husband would hug them left and right, and seduce them one by one.
I also know that my husband will come back home late tonight.
Thinking back to the light kiss tonight, Shen Yuhan felt that her husband should not be fickle, and he should like her a little bit, right? After all, she was his newlywed wife.
My husband is so outstanding, but also so annoying.
Shan Qihuan, who was almost exhausted from running around Shen Yuhan, came to his friends' new gathering place, a chess and card club. There were many entertainment activities, and without the previous shady services, it was very serious.
However, those who have not yet started a family either brought their friends or lovers, and only Shan Qihuan came alone.
He became the focus as soon as he arrived.
Liu Tan left the seat beside him to Shan Qihuan.
Those who came today are all acquaintances who I usually play with, so we know each other well.
Everyone knows that he made the entertainment headlines today, but good news spreads quickly, while bad news spreads a thousand miles.
His friends began to ask him about the details of the matter, and their friendship was maintained by these gossips.
A friend asked Shan Qihuan: "Brother Huan, we saw the person you were protecting in the video. Who is he? When can you bring him out for me to see?"
Shan Qihuan said directly: "Your sister-in-law."
His friend thought he was joking: "It doesn't seem to be a problem."
Liu Tan smiled and told them to go drink over there. He wanted to chat with Shan Qihuan. He asked with a smile, "She's your sister-in-law, so she blocked the media from taking pictures?"
"That's the plan." In Shan Qihuan's eyes, Shen Yuhan's face was indeed young, and she was nearly seven years younger than him.
"Seriously?" Liu Tan had his hair permed recently, and he held back with one finger to curl his hair. "His paintings are indeed lovely. After seeing them, I want to collect one and hang it at home. I didn't expect you to find an art student. What about the one at home? You have to worship him."
"I worship him." Shan Qihuan did not pay attention to distinguish between the art student Liu Tan mentioned and the one at home. His mind was now full of the fact that the one at home was equivalent to half an art student. Shen Yuhan did have artistic talent. "I worship him but he still comes to me to cry." It's easy to comfort him even if he cries.
"Your story has been widely reported today. Your child's paintings have become famous, and you are also suspected of having an extramarital affair. Have you thought about how to deal with it?" As a friend, Liu Tan was really worried about him.
"I don't have to deal with fabricated stories. I'm a celebrity after all, and reporters can write whatever they want." Shan Qihuan took a sip of wine and thought to himself that he seemed to have not been here for a while, and he didn't recognize many of the people around Liu Tan.
"Your old man must have been brainwashed by those ladies again." Liu Tan said bluntly.
"He's my child, my dad has nothing to say." Shan Qihuan understood what Liu Tan was worried about.
Liu Tan thought that Shan Qihuan might really be able to balance the relationship at home and outside. The one at home was forced upon him by the old man, but the kid outside was his true love.
Shan Qihuan drank a little wine, but not too much. While others were chatting and playing games, he sat aside and checked the subsequent comments and reports about the painting on the Internet. Most of them were scolding Huang Quan, and very few were scolding Shen Yuhan. Moreover, netizens also knew that the author of the painting was Shen Yuhan, and they all called him Yifang Jushi.
It does seem interesting. As a businessman, Shan Qihuan saw business opportunities in Shen Yuhan's paintings. He could promote him, market his paintings and calligraphy, and make Yifang Jushi a brand. If the two of them really don't get together in the future, he can still make a living from this.
Shan Qihuan found that he was thinking too far ahead. Perhaps it was because Shen Yuhan mentioned his family tonight that touched him and he involuntarily thought more about him.
If I stay with him all the time, it seems that there is no need to do this.
He moved his fingers and wrote a word in the to-do list: painting.
Knowing how he thought they would be separated in the future, he took another sip of wine in depression.
He and Shen Yuhan have no common friends, no common career, and no common hobbies. They just got married and held a wedding just because of Dan Tianfeng's decision. Can it really last
He himself thought it was very possible.
Feeling a little uncomfortable, he took two more sips of wine.
Just as he was about to continue pouring wine, someone sat down next to him and smiled at him.
"Mr. Shan, I finally meet you in person. I have admired you for a long time."
Shan Qihuan felt that the man looked somewhat familiar. His memory was good and he was sure that he knew this person, so he kept a distance from him as there were too many people who wanted to know him.
"Who are you?"
"It was on the news a while ago. I wonder if you still remember it."
After getting some distance, Shan Qihuan discovered that the other person had fair skin and beautiful looks, but not as fair and clean as Shen Yuhan. This person had put on makeup, so his true appearance could not be seen clearly.
If someone has been on the news and wants to get to know him, then he would be…
Shan Qihuan was very indifferent: "Sorry, I'm busy."
After talking to his friend next to him, Liu Tan turned around and said to Shan Qihuan: "This is the top student in the Department of Finance that I mentioned to you before."
With Liu Tan's reminder, Shan Qihuan felt forced to remember. At the same time, Shen Yuhan's clean, clear and bright eyes appeared in his mind.
Shan Qihuan ignored the top student who greeted him, put down his wine glass and said to Liu Tan: "I have something else to do, so I'll go back first."
Liu Tan joked, "Why do you want to go back after just sitting for a while? Could it be that my sister-in-law is too strict?"
Shan Qihuan patted his shoulder and said, "Yes, your sister-in-law is very strict. I will cry if I go back. You should go back earlier and avoid causing trouble."
Liu Tan thought that he was going to comfort the friend he had just made: "Go back, I'll be leaving soon." He never expected that his friend would suddenly become a henpecked husband after getting married, and he was sure that Shan Qihuan had no interest in marriage partners, so the one who could interest him must be someone else.
Shan Qihuan felt that the party was boring and left quickly.
The top student who stayed behind looked confused and asked Liu Tan: "Boss Liu, did you say before that Boss Shan might like my type?"
Liu Tan shrugged: "I don't know anything. Don't get close to him in the future." As far as he could remember, Shan Qihuan was a workaholic. He had never liked anyone, nor did he have time to like anyone. Now that he had a girl he liked, of course he would help his friend get rid of these bad peach blossoms.
The top student smiled mysteriously. It is interesting to pursue something that is difficult. He now has a goal, which is to grasp Shan Qihuan.
Shan Qihuan knew everything about other people's thoughts, and even if he knew, he still cared. It was already one o'clock in the morning when he called a designated driver to take him home. He tiptoed back to his room to take a shower, washing away his fatigue and the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, and brushed his teeth for a long time.
After hesitating for a moment, he opened the door opposite and got into the warm bed.
Shen Yuhan didn't sleep very soundly, and muttered, "Husband, are you back?"
Shan Qihuan pulled the quilt over the two of them and said, "Well, go to sleep. It's almost two o'clock."
Shen Yuhan found a comfortable position and continued to sleep peacefully. This comfortable position was next to Shan Qihuan. His forehead was lightly against his shoulder, and one hand was holding his arm.
Shan Qihuan could only lie flat and let him lean on him. It would be more comfortable to come back. Tonight, he actually didn't like the smell of cigarettes and alcohol outside, and he didn't like other people getting close to him. In the past, he could just watch it and enjoy the fun, but now he was a little afraid that Shen Yuhan would hear the rumors.
Smelling the faint and familiar fragrance, Shan Qihuan also fell asleep.
In the next few days, Shen Yuhan stopped attending calligraphy and painting classes because of the calligraphy and painting issue. Moreover, with his current level, he didn't need to attend classes anymore. He could just practice hard pen calligraphy at home.
The police handled the matter very quickly and got his paintings and calligraphy back two days later.
Because the evidence was conclusive, Huang Quan had no excuse for stealing the calligraphy and paintings. The accomplice who appeared in the video also became an accomplice, and the studio was also implicated.
The boss of the studio, Huang Shang's father Huang Taihou, found out about the incident only afterwards, but he was unable to find someone through other channels because of his grandfather's insistence.
Although they offended Shan Qihuan, he did not bully them. The whole process followed legal procedures. It was the police who did the work and the police who arrested the men. The only thing Shan Qihuan did was to call the police.
This police report was very clever.
After the matter was handled, Shan Qihuan sent someone to present a banner to the police station, and it became a hot topic.
Shen Yuhan knew about sending the banner, but he didn't quite understand the hot search. He only knew how to use Xirui and browser to search, and hot search was still a new term for him.
As always, the result is good.
Looking at the calligraphy and painting returned to his hands, Shen Yuhan felt extremely regretful. He had wanted to win an award and make money with his calligraphy and painting, but in the end he did not make any money and got himself into trouble.
It can be used in calligraphy and painting classes, but other courses still need to be continued.
This week, Shan Qihuan was very busy and had to work overtime when he got home at night. He spoke less and less, as if something was bothering him during this period. Shen Yuhan could not help and could only try not to trouble him.
Before going to bed on Friday night, Shen Yuhan asked him whether he would come to pick her up after piano class tomorrow. Shan Qihuan said that he might not be free tomorrow because he had to meet someone to discuss something.
The next morning, Shen Yuhan did not wake up Shan Qihuan and went to piano lesson by himself.
After class, Shen Yuhan still saw Shan Qihuan who came to pick him up.
Shen Yuhan got into the car happily and asked Shan Qihuan: "Where are we going?" It was great that she didn't have to go to the dance class in the afternoon.
Shan Qihuan was not too excited: "I'll take you to dinner. After dinner, the driver will take you to class. I'll talk to someone next door."
"Okay." It's fine as long as I eat in the same restaurant with my husband, but I still have to take dance lessons.
But when they arrived at the place, it was just as Shen Yuhan had imagined.
The western restaurant I went to before was decorated in western style, modern and fashionable, but the place we went to today was full of pavilions and terraces with a strong oriental charm. Shen Yuhan felt as if he was in Qi State. Of course, this was not Qi State.
Shan Qihuan booked a private room for him. When he opened the window, he could see the pond outside. There was a small box of fish food next to it. Shen Yuhan could sit inside and enjoy the view of the yard and feed the fish as a pastime.
Shan Qihuan quickly arranged everything: "I have ordered the dishes, you eat here first, I will talk about something next door, if you have anything, just send me a WeChat message."
"Well, go and get busy." He would obediently interrupt his husband's work.
Shan Qihuan looked at him with relief before turning around and leaving.
Shen Yuhan had never eaten out alone, so she was a little scared. It was broad daylight and her husband was next door. She could still send him a WeChat message if she had any questions. After thinking about it, she didn't seem to be that scared anymore.
Before the food was served, Shen Yuhan was leaning against the window feeding the fishes, and was feeling impatient just playing by himself.
Just after feeding for a while, I heard someone arguing. They were playing chess in the pavilion opposite.
It turned out that there were two elderly people. One of them was disgusted with the other for regretting his move. He said a few words to him because they were having a great time. The other elderly, probably because he cared about his reputation, just walked away after being scolded.
The old man shook his head dejectedly. It was very boring to play chess alone. When Shen Yuhan saw him, he couldn't help but think of his grandfather. He would occasionally play chess with his grandfather. Most of his chess skills came from his grandfather's guidance. Although the old general was called a well-educated military commander by outsiders, if he was really well-educated, how could he have achieved the rank of Loyal and Brave Marquis.
The old man raised his head and pushed his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. Seeing Shen Yuhan looking at him, he smiled and asked him, "Handsome boy, can you play chess?"
Shen Yuhan was stunned for a moment when he was suddenly called a handsome boy.
Yes, he is not a brother now, but his soul is a brother.
Shen Yuhan felt a little sorry for the old man, so out of kindness, he nodded: "I know a little."
Half an hour later, Shan Qihuan, who came quietly to see how Shen Yuhan was eating, found that Shen Yuhan was gone, and the food and dishes on the table had not been touched!
Where have you been
Will he take the opportunity to run away
He shouldn't!
Shan Qihuan found that he had no way of being sure that Shen Yuhan would run away.
In a panic, Shan Qihuan shouted at the empty private room: "Shen Yuhan!"