Shen Yuhan got up early in the morning, opened the curtains, stretched, and looked out through the glass window. There were already cars driving past the driveway outside their yard. There were quite a few people who got up early.
In the blink of an eye, it was Wednesday, and he was supposed to go to flower arrangement and cooking classes today.
He turned his head to look at Shan Qihuan, whose half handsome face was buried in the pillow. It was undeniable that his husband had already reached the pinnacle of staying in bed. There were more than a dozen alarms on his mobile phone, one every ten minutes, and all of them had the function of reminding him to stay awake later. Each alarm could last for two hours.
The first alarm rang, and Shen Yuhan walked to the bedside and gently turned it off, and also turned his phone to silent mode. This was something he learned from Xirui recently. The main reason was that he had been woken up by his husband's alarm several times. His husband didn't wake up, but he was woken up early, forcing him to find a solution.
I can only wake up earlier than my husband, turn off his alarm, and get up early every day to serve as his alarm.
After washing up, he went downstairs. His aunt had prepared breakfast, so he didn't have to worry about it. However, he now had his own ideas and gave Aunt Wang some suggestions on breakfast. Their breakfast has become richer. Shan Qihuan's breakfast used to be either sandwiches and milk, or porridge, noodles, etc., but now that Shen Yuhan came, all kinds of grains are steamed, which is quite healthy.
Shen Yuhan really loves drinking milk, and Shan Qihuan doesn't force him to drink it because Shen Yuhan is much better at preserving his health than him.
Before her husband got up, Shen Yuhan went into the flower shed to see if there were any flowers that could be picked. The temperature in the shed was like spring, not cold at all. The technology of modern people really amazed Shen Yuhan. If these technologies could appear in their Qi country, perhaps so many people would not have died in winter. Now they can only sigh and lament that they were born at the right time.
He thinks he is lucky, and with this luck he will work harder to be a good modern person.
Perhaps because things have been going a lot more smoothly recently, Shen Yuhan would cry for no reason, but she still missed her family in her heart.
Shen Yuhan cut a few flowers in the greenhouse and went back to the house to throw away the flowers in the living room.
He went into the kitchen to see how Aunt Wang had prepared breakfast, then went upstairs to wake her husband up.
Before today, she had never thought of waking her husband up early, because modern people have alarm clocks to wake people up.
Ever since he found out yesterday that his husband was so lazy that he didn't even have time to eat breakfast before going to the company, he decided not to let him stay in for too long. This was mainly because he had a new understanding of his husband's lazy nature and was surprised by it.
The alarm on the cell phone can't wake him up, but I should be able to wake him up myself.
After washing his hands, Shen Yuhan went upstairs. Every time he walked slower, his husband would sleep one second longer.
When she opened the door, she found that her husband was sleeping very soundly. She wondered how much sleep he was lacking. In fact, they went to bed quite early at night.
Shen Yuhan pushed him and whispered in his ear, "Hubby, get up."
Shan Qihuan, who was sleeping soundly without the alarm, grumbled, turned over and continued to sleep. How could he hear his wife calling him in his dream? He decided to continue dreaming.
Shen Yuhan found that her soft moans completely aroused Shan Qihuan's desire to get up, so he had no choice but to imitate his husband and put his freshly washed hands on his neck. "Shen Yuhan" was in some physical condition and had a cold constitution, so his hands were relatively cold.
As expected, Shan Qihuan was frightened, grabbed the hand on his neck tightly, and said, "Don't move, I'm sleepy."
Shen Yuhan wanted to pull out but couldn't, which shows how obsessed her husband is with staying in bed.
He said, “But you’re going to be late.”
"I'm the boss. Who dares to blame me for being late?" Shan Qihuan wanted to continue sleeping here and let go of Shen Yuhan's hand.
It seemed that Shen Yuhan was not wrong. Her husband was an official and the company was hers, so it didn't matter.
He still asked: "So you have a meeting this morning?"
Shan Qihuan closed his eyes and pondered, his brain began to work: "Hmm, it seems there is a meeting at 9:30."
Shen Yuhan put her hands on his face to sober him up: "Honey, it's eight o'clock now."
Shan Qihuan grabbed the two and gradually woke up. He turned around and saw his wife, yes, Shen Yuhan sitting beside the bed and looking at him with a smile.
His hair was indeed longer than it was more than a month ago, and he could already tuck the hair behind his ears. Today he wore the set of sparkling earrings he bought from abroad. He also changed the bracelet on his wrist to the same style, except for the yellow diamond on his ring finger. If someone else wore this set, it might look quite tacky, but Shen Yuhan had a way to bring out a different flavor in it.
Shan Qihuan rubbed his eyes and asked, "What time did you just say?"
Shen Yuhan said: "Eight o'clock."
Shan Qihuan found his cell phone on the bedside table and saw that it was almost eight o'clock. It was strange that there was no movement on his cell phone today.
What he knew was that the first thing Shen Yuhan did when he entered the room was to unmute his phone.
Shan Qihuan was still holding one of Shen Yuhan's hands. He wanted to complain about his cold hands, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into: "Your hands are so cold, what were you doing so early in the morning?"
Shen Yuhan knew that although her husband's tone was not very nice when he spoke to her, he was worried about her, so she didn't bother to argue with him. His mother said that all men like to say one thing and mean another, and his father is that type.
"I didn't do anything. I just went to the greenhouse to cut a few flowers and washed my hands."
Shan Qihuan pulled his hands into the quilt and placed them on his chest. After a few seconds of silence, he got up and pressed his hands into the quilt: "Cover them first."
Knowing that Shen Yuhan's hands were always cold, Shan Qihuan might suspect that he was freezing himself on purpose.
Shen Yuhan obediently put his hands in the quilt where Shan Qihuan slept, and watched him go into the bathroom to wash up. The place where her husband slept was indeed warm, and both her hands and heart became warm. Thinking of this, she leaned on her husband's pillow.
Warmth in winter comes so easily.
When Shan Qihuan came out of the bathroom, he still had the minty smell of shaving water on his body. Shen Yuhan had already sat up on the bed, and at this moment he was the gentleman sitting in a dignified posture again.
Shan Qihuan felt that the current Shen Yuhan was a bit like the bride in ancient times who was waiting for the groom on her wedding night. Why was he so weird? All those nonsensical ideas popped up in his head.
"Let's go down?"
"Yeah." Shen Yuhan followed him closely.
After a pause, Shan Qihuan said, "If your hands are still cold, go buy a hand warmer at noon."
"Where can I buy it?"
"It should be available when you get to the company at noon. I'll ask Qu Zhu to buy one."
"Thank you, husband." Shen Yuhan quietly put her hand into his palm, "See if my hand is warmer."
He is indeed a 2.0 version of the little elf. He can even find such a perfect reason to hold hands with him.
Shan Qihuan shook it and said, "It's warm now. Let me warm it up for you again."
Then he took Shen Yuhan's hand all the way to the restaurant.
Even though Shen Yuhan felt that there was no need for her to take cooking classes anymore, she was still willing to go because she could have lunch with her husband and go home together in the evening.
Modern people live a fast-paced and busy life. Sometimes her husband is so busy that he doesn't even have time to eat lunch. He has to work after returning home. The time they can spend together is actually very short. A week is only about three days at most. When he is very busy, Shan Qihuan will not even stay in bed. He gets up early and comes home late. Even if Shen Yuhan falls asleep, she may not be able to see him.
No matter what, her husband would have lunch with her when he was free, and Shen Yuhan was satisfied with this.
Shan Qihuan was rushing to the company for a meeting today, so the driver took him to the company first, and Shen Yuhan was a little late for the flower arrangement class.
In fact, he didn't really like attending the flower arranging and cooking classes on Wednesdays and Thursdays. The atmosphere was not as harmonious as he had imagined. Although he felt more comfortable being in a place with more women, there would also be more gossip. Everyone had no objection to him being a man, after all, half of the teachers were men. It was just that the atmosphere made him feel comfortable, as if he was back in the backyard banquet of Qi State and met those ladies who loved to gossip about them.
Usually at this time, he doesn't respond.
"Why did Xiao Shen come so late today?"
The one who asked him was a pretty sister in the flower arranging class. She had a good relationship with many ladies in the class and could chat with anyone. She always sent signals of making friends to Shen Yuhan, but Shen Yuhan was determined to distance himself from her. Although this sister looked very kind, could talk about any topic and was very good at dealing with people, he always felt that she was too comfortable with him and often just replied with a short message to get by.
"There was a traffic jam for a while." He was attending a training class and didn't talk too much about his own affairs.
The pretty sister always wore delicate makeup and varied lipstick colors when she came to class. She especially liked to dress up, and she wore different hair accessories every time. She came over and asked Shen Yuhan, "Did your family send you here again today?"
The entrance to the flower arrangement class was not suitable for parking, so when Shan Qihuan sent him here, he only sent him to the door. Except for the first time, the rest of the time he let him come up by himself. They all thought that Shan Qihuan was their biological brother, so Shen Yuhan neither confirmed nor denied it.
"I came here by myself." Shen Yuhan responded indifferently. The reason why this sister kept asking questions was because she saw Shan Qihuan bringing him here for the first time.
Although he didn't know why she was so keen on asking about his affairs, Shen Yuhan didn't like her very much and would try to avoid dealing with her most of the time.
The class started, and Shen Yuhan randomly chose a seat farther away from her and sat down.
Everything is as usual.
The flower arrangement class consists of two classes. There is a fifteen-minute break in the middle of each class. During the break, you can taste the sweet soup and snacks provided by the training class. Each time may be different. Shen Yuhan once tasted the white and soft snow meringue and once tasted the durian mille-feuille. He quite liked this fifteen-minute break. The training institution is really considerate. Modern people really know how to do business.
It was time for snacks again today. Shen Yuhan sat in the tea room with a small plate in hand, tasting today's Black Forest cake.
In the distance, the beautiful sister was chatting with other ladies. The ladies had sons, and she had one too. Others had dogs, but she also had one. It can be said that she was a sociable woman.
Shen Yuhan ate the cake quietly and sent a message to her husband to tell him that today's cake was especially delicious. However, her husband was very busy and only replied with an expressionless face. Shen Yuhan told him to work hard, and her husband replied with a particularly cold "hmm". Then Shen Yuhan didn't disturb him anymore because his next class was about to start.
He went to the restroom to wash his hands and then headed for the classroom. However, at this moment, a woman who was about 40 years old suddenly grabbed him, followed by several tall and strong men with fierce looks on their faces.
The woman asked him, "Do you know where Fang Hong is?"
"Fang Hong?" Is this the name of that beautiful sister
Before Shen Yuhan could answer, the woman had already rushed into the classroom with her friends to look for him.
Such a commotion naturally attracted the staff of the training institution, who rushed out to ask what was going on and why these people rushed in.
The man in the lead, who was wearing a big gold chain, said, "It's none of your business. We are just here to look for someone. Who knows where Fang Hong is?"
Shen Yuhan didn't dare to do anything with her body size, so she stood quietly aside, planning to go back to the classroom after they left.
He never thought that at this stop he would see a modern drama of the original wife fighting against the mistress!
The woman was obviously here with good intentions, but she found Fang Hong and directly grabbed her high bun and knocked off the hair accessories she had carefully fastened on it. Fang Hong screamed in pain.
"Let me go!"
"Let you go? You shameless little bitch, you dared to seduce my husband and even lied to him that he gave you two million within a week to pay off your loan. Do you think I'm a vegetarian?"
"You got the wrong person. I know you! I also know your husband!"
"Bullshit, would I mistake your face? Have you forgotten that you took videos and photos with my husband? You dare to do it and you dare to admit it!"
Fang Hong was dragged to the ground by her, beaten and scolded. The incident happened suddenly and she had no power to fight back. She could only scream. Moreover, several helpers brought by the woman stopped the staff who wanted to stop it.
Shen Yuhan was pushed aside by many students who ran out to watch.
The scene ahead was chaotic and out of control, so someone called the police directly. After a while, the police took the troublemaker and Fang Hong to the police station to calm them down.
The flowers in their classroom were scattered all over the floor and had to be cleaned up. The manager of the institution said that their classes had to be suspended today and the flowers used for teaching had to be rearranged. He said that they would give the students a gift as compensation.
The students started talking about the incident only after the troublemakers left.
"I said Fang Hong is a very scheming woman. She always asks me about my husband."
"Luckily I didn't tell her about my family. Mistresses are so arrogant these days. They made someone pay two million in one week. It takes some skill."
"In my opinion, that guy is no good, he is obsessed with evil."
"You can't judge a person by his appearance. If your husband meets a woman like this, he should be more careful!"
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After listening for a while, Shen Yuhan sent a WeChat message to Shan Qihuan saying that something small had happened in the institution, classes were suspended, and he would go directly to his company.
Fifteen minutes later, he arrived at Shan Qihuan's company. The receptionists smiled at him warmly when they saw him, and Shen Yuhan also smiled back. After he entered the elevator, the two girls at the front desk came out excitedly!
"The living boss lady smiled at us!"
"He's so handsome, so elegant, and his steps look like they were measured!"
"You are worthy of being the boss's wife. It makes sense for us to think of you as the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family. Look at her figure and her demeanor."
"He's wearing a down jacket. Can you tell that?"
"X-ray vision, understand?"
In fact, Shen Yuhan was wearing a loose black down jacket today. Half of his face was covered by the down jacket, which also made his fair skin look more prominent.
There were not many employees taking the elevator at this time, and Shen Yuhan reached the floor where Shan Qihuan's office was located in no time.
However, the elevator he was riding suddenly stopped at the fifteenth floor. After the elevator opened, Shen Yuhan saw his husband's face. When he opened his mouth to call him husband, he saw his husband turning his head to talk to a beautiful woman next to him, and there was a group of people following behind him.
However, Shen Yuhan only paid attention to this beautiful lady. She had delicate makeup on, her hair was tied into a bun, she had a beautiful and proud figure, and her conversation revealed her extraordinary social skills.
There was a row of people standing in front of Shen Yuhan. Half of his face was buried in his down jacket and was blocked by the employees. Shan Qihuan gentlemanly let the beautiful woman enter the elevator first and did not see Shen Yuhan standing behind him.
The beautiful woman has a good relationship with Shan Qihuan. She has a gentle voice and affectionately calls Shan Qihuan "senior"!
When he watched campus dramas, the seniors and juniors were always a couple!
My husband didn't even notice me standing behind him. All he could see was this beautiful woman. He only remembered the conversation he had just had with the students.
[If your husband meets such a woman, he should be more careful.]
At this moment, Shen Yuhan heard the junior schoolmate say, "Senior, do you still remember the project we had?"
He heard Shan Qihuan chuckle and respond: "Remember, I stayed up late to work on the project, but someone developed the same app faster than me. They seized the market first, and our efforts were almost wasted."
"Luckily, we listened to your advice and sold the software. Otherwise, we would have lost all our money. Now our app is still running. The company even wanted me to be their product director."
"I guess you didn't go either, otherwise I wouldn't have met you today. I didn't expect you to come to my company to discuss cooperation with me."
Shen Yuhan had never seen her husband talk to anyone like this before, and he was still like this when he talked to Jiang Ruolin and Wen Yan last weekend. He had an inexplicable intimacy with this young lady.
Their shared memories are not the ones known to the public, but the memories that belong to the two of them alone.
Shen Yuhan stood at the back, feeling uncomfortable. He realized that he was less educated and less knowledgeable than anyone else around Shan Qihuan. But after just a brief listen, he knew that Shan Qihuan, his junior, was a perfect match for him.
They can talk about anything, but when she is with her husband, they have no common topics most of the time, and she rarely hears her husband's relaxed smile like he does now.
Shen Yuhan stood at the back of the elevator. He couldn't understand what they were talking about. He wanted to curl himself up into a ball. The more he compared himself with others, the sadder he felt. No matter how hard he tried, he could never become any charming modern person.
"Senior, are you free at noon? How about having a meal together?"
The pretty school girl extended an invitation to Shan Qihuan, and the elevator dinged and opened. The two people standing in front of Shen Yuhan got off the elevator, and some people stood in front of him and went to the top floor together.
Shen Yuhan, who was standing at the back, felt more and more insignificant. How come he was the only one to come into this world among so many people
Finally they reached the top floor. Shan Qihuan and the pretty school girl standing in the front went out early, but Shen Yuhan's legs felt like they were filled with lead and he couldn't even lift them. He stood motionless in the elevator, watching the people in front of him leave one by one.
He thought that Shan Qihuan would definitely agree to have lunch with his schoolmate, and then remember to come over at noon.
Tears were already welling up in my eyes, ready to burst out in the next second.
At the moment when the elevator was about to close, a hand suddenly pressed the elevator door.
His husband's face appeared in front of Shen Yuhan: "Shen Yuhan?" Shan Qihuan looked at him and said nothing before walking into the elevator and grabbing his wrist: "Why are you making noises in there?"
As soon as he entered the elevator, he smelled a familiar fragrance. Then he thought about it and realized that there was another person inside. Shan Qihuan knew who it was without even having to think about it.
Shen Yuhan sniffed, his throat choked and he couldn't speak. He half lowered his head, his eyes still red.
At the moment when her husband was holding her hand, she forced herself to hold back her tears. She raised her head to look at Shan Qihuan, the redness in her eyes was deceptive.
Shan Qihuan thought he had been wronged again, so he lowered his voice and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
After being taken away from the elevator, Shen Yuhan pursed his lips, glanced at the pretty school girl, and whispered to Shan Qihuan: "There was a big room in the flower arrangement class who brought people to find the second room, dragged her and beat her, and called the police. I was just scared."
Pretty schoolgirl: “…” Handsome boy, why are you looking at me