Currently, only Shan Qihuan and Shen Yuhan know that Shan Qiyuan wants a divorce. Everyone else is still kept in the dark, especially Gu Biqing.
Shan Qihuan couldn't help but worry about his two nephews. Although he was not close to his parents, he liked his two nephews very much.
Shan Qiyuan said that the older one would go to college soon, so there was no need to worry, and the younger one was in junior high school, so he could be with whomever they wanted. He didn't want them to be restricted in their freedom like himself, and couldn't let them follow his old path.
Perhaps it was because he had stayed in the Shan family for too long and witnessed all the intrigues. In the end, it was proved that his elder brother did not harm him, so Shan Qihuan felt relieved. Since his elder brother liked men, then there was an answer to the question of his sister-in-law's lukewarm attitude towards them. She should know the truth.
There is no need to ask how the two children came about. Maybe they did in vitro fertilization without telling them. Thinking back carefully, the eldest brother and his wife were too respectful to each other. It turned out that it was just an unhappy marriage, where each got what he wanted.
However, the eldest brother cannot just walk away and leave all the responsibilities on him.
After Shan Qihuan and Shen Yuhan returned home, neither of them showed excessive joy on their faces.
Shen Yuhan naturally knew that her husband was the beneficiary of this property distribution. He seemed to have received a portion, but she had no idea how much exactly.
He asked uncertainly, "Husband, did you inherit four companies today?"
Shan Qihuan frowned and said, "Well, my future job will be a mountain of official duties, and it may be even busier than it is now."
"Busier than now? Isn't it busy enough now?" Shen Yuhan couldn't believe that her husband could be even busier.
"Let's see the situation first. After I sort it out, I will arrange my time reasonably, assign unnecessary work, and hire professional managers to manage the company." Shan Qihuan didn't understand why Shan Tianfeng stuffed all this on him. He was obviously the one who least wanted all this, but he was the one who benefited from it.
“That’s possible.” Actually, it’s just like owning a shop and hiring a manager to manage it. He understood.
"certainly."
As the two were talking, Shan Qixin called.
Shan Qihuan was having a meal and turned on the speakerphone directly: "What's going on?" Shan Qixin was also one of the beneficiaries today. He also held a lot of shares, which was the same as Shan Qiyuan. The others only held less than them, not much more.
He thought Shan Qixin wanted to talk to him about today's events, but the first thing he talked about was his business that didn't make much money.
Shan Qixin came to urge them: "Brother, I'm here to remind you that my show will be recorded soon. When can you spare some time?"
"How long will the recording take?" Shan Qihuan remembered that it was promised during the Chinese New Year. It seemed that it would be two months later, but now it was already April or May. It was probably delayed by his brother.
Shan Qixin cheerfully reported a number: "Three days."
Shan Qihuan frowned again: "I've been taking pictures of you at home for three days?"
Shan Qixin said as a matter of course: "Yes, I told you before, the program crew arranged it this way, they just want to film how I get along with my family. Now they are all doing reality shows, it's like this, you and sister-in-law have to treat me well."
Shan Qihuan: "What kind of variety show are you doing? Are you so free?"
Shan Qixin: "The program crew is using the gimmick of the celebrities' private lives. Netizens love to watch it now. They want to see real idols. Who wants to watch those couples putting on a show every day on the show and then have a fall from grace every now and then? It's better to watch young people getting along with their families. At least the blood relationship is real."
"What my uncle said does make sense. Blood relationship is real." Shen Yuhan said with a smile, and then put the freshly peeled shrimp on Shan Qihuan's small plate, "Has my uncle had dinner?"
"No, I'm starving, sister-in-law. You must make delicious food for me when we shoot next week. I have to shoot a commercial tomorrow afternoon and I can't eat too much today!" Shan Qixin couldn't help complaining to them.
"You can go home and inherit the family business, and eat all the delicacies from land and sea." Shan Qihuan is seriously considering this issue. It should be okay to start training your account now.
Shan Qixin immediately changed the subject: "Well, Third Brother, the signal is not very good. I'll hang up first."
Shan Qihuan pursed her lips as she watched the phone hang up with a beep. Shen Yuhan admired her husband's humiliation and couldn't help laughing out loud.
"What are you laughing at?" Shan Qihuan ate the shrimps peeled by his wife.
Shen Yuhan put down his chopsticks and said with a smile, "I'm laughing at you. Your mother wants to control the Shan family all the time, but none of her children want to inherit the family business. Isn't this an interesting thing? I don't know if it can be considered as going against one's wishes."
"Well, it's impossible for my dad and mom to separate. They will fight for their whole lives and no one will compromise with the other." Shan Qihuan just felt that they would both suffer losses.
"Why bother?" Shen Yuhan shook his head. He felt that modern people actually had a lot of things to do. Gu Biqing had simply walked herself into a dead end and couldn't get out.
Shan Qihuan: “Who knows.”
At night, Shen Yuhan hugged Shan Qihuan's arm and leaned against him, then asked him belatedly, "Honey, what did my uncle say the show was?"
"It's just the show crew recording our life together. Just act like you normally do. There's no need to put on any effort or anything."
"oh."
"Is this the time to ask these questions?" Shan Qihuan pinched his chin and kissed him.
This week will probably be so busy that they probably won't even have time to be intimate, so they might as well take this opportunity to have a good kiss.
Shen Yuhan discovered that her husband was particularly enthusiastic tonight.
During the following week, Shan Qihuan and Shen Yuhan were busy signing documents. They now had several capable assistants around them and were kept busy every day.
The companies under Shen Yuhan's name did not need his management. Shan Tianfeng had already arranged a professional manager for him. He was relieved. However, Shan Qihuan was not as lucky as his wife. He had to handle the affairs of several companies himself. After signing the documents, he was busy all day. The first thing he did when he got home every day was to hug his wife to sleep. The next day, his wife would wake him up from bed again, and this cycle repeated.
Before we knew it, time had flown by and a week had passed. Two days before the recording session, Shan Qixin moved in with his luggage.
The program that Shan Qixin is about to record is called "Our Life". There are twelve episodes in total. Each episode will film the daily life of a celebrity, mainly recording their interactions with family and friends. There are three days and you can do anything.
The day before filming started, Shan Qixin's agent Zuo Rong and the program director came in person to meet Shan Qihuan and Shen Yuhan to confirm with them the recording schedule for the next three days.
Although Zuo Rong had met Shen Yuhan before, he was still amazed by him every time he saw him. He hated that beautiful women could not enter the entertainment industry. This was definitely a rising star.
The director of the program first lamented about the wealthy families, and then when he saw Shen Yuhan, he and Zuo Rong showed surprise at the same time.
I've seen all kinds of celebrities in the entertainment industry. I'm almost aesthetically fatigued. But when I see Shen Yuhan again, he's simply a fairy-like figure to please the eyes.
Shen Yuhan smiled at them and asked, "What would you like to drink?"
Shan Qihuan began to regret agreeing to Shan Qixin to record this crappy show. He didn't want Shen Yuhan to laugh with anyone: "There is tea at home, why not drink some tea."
Zuo Ronghe and the director nodded and said it was all right.
Zuo Rong was mainly there for Shan Qixin and had no say in front of Shan Qihuan. It was mainly the director who was talking to them about tomorrow's recording.
"Mr. Shan, Mr. Shen, we will record Qi Xin's daily life for three days. You two just need to act like you normally do. You three will all go home for dinner in the evening, right? We may record Qi Xin eating and chatting with his family to show the most authentic him."
"Well, you can, but I have one request. Try to take pictures of my brother and don't take too many pictures of my lover. He is usually at home, so the smallest you can take is a side profile."
"We have one last interview with you two. What should we do about it?"
"Only the side profile. You can take photos of me during the interview, but not his frontal face." Shan Qihuan insisted, "I don't want him to be exposed and cause unnecessary trouble to our lives in the future. If you can't agree to this, then he can't participate in the recording."
The director glanced at Shen Yuhan, gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement. His profile was also a highlight!
Shan Qihuan once again raised another request: "Yes, the content you edit must be reviewed by me first. You can only broadcast it after I agree." He took out two agreements and said, "Here are the agreements. Please sign them. I have no ill intentions. I just don't want the recording of the program to affect my lover's future life."
The director signed the agreement with great reluctance, thinking of being able to film the family life of a super rich person, but it was so frustrating. Other people's celebrities beg them to be on variety shows, and they want to make their aunts and uncles famous, but in the homes of the rich, everything has to be censored, and the editors are busy to death.
"Okay, no problem for us! We must not show the face." The director thought cunningly, if we can't shoot the face, we can just shoot the waist, right
The agreement was reached.
The recording started the next day.
Early in the morning, the production crew set up the equipment in their dining room. The house was spacious enough, and although there were many people in the director group, they did not fill up their house, leaving a lot of space.
Shan Qihuan and Shan Qixin had not gotten up yet. Shen Yuhan still had no idea about recording the show. He got up and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast as usual. The show was being recorded, but her husband still had to go to work, so he had to come home earlier than usual.
Shen Yuhan had already finished dressing up before coming downstairs, with her long hair tied up behind her back. He looked at everyone with his big black and white eyes, with a faint smile on his delicate face. Everyone who had not gotten enough sleep instantly became energetic.
Shen Yuhan tied an apron on herself and turned to ask the director team: "Have you had breakfast?"
The director who personally came out nodded and said, "We have used it. Mr. Shen, don't worry about us. Just do what you usually do at home."
"Okay." Shen Yuhan went straight into the kitchen to help make breakfast.
The director asked him if he could shoot in the kitchen, Shen Yuhan said yes, so the cameraman followed in.
He can’t take a photo of a person’s face, but at least he can take a photo of the breakfast making process.
So, when the people in the program crew saw the ingredients in the kitchen, they all started drooling.
During the filming, the aunt did not appear on camera, so Shen Yuhan made breakfast for her husband and uncle. He was used to it and was very familiar with the steps of making breakfast.
Almost immediately, he went upstairs to wake Shan Qihuan up. The director didn't dare to follow him upstairs to shoot, so they could only shoot the scene of Shan Qihuan getting up. In fact, they wanted to shoot Shen Yuhan more, as they could capture the life of the rich through him.
Shen Yuhan turned off Shan Qihuan's phone alarm. None of the ten alarms could wake him up. She really didn't want to wake her husband up. She had dark circles under her eyes.
"Honey, get up." He lowered his head and whispered in her ear.
Obviously, his voice was completely incapable of waking Shan Qihuan up, so he could only take it step by step.
He pinched Shan Qihuan's nose and raised his voice: "Hubby, get up. If you don't get up, my breakfast will be eaten up by my uncle, and you can only have porridge and pickles."
"Well, I don't want to get up." He was still very sleepy. He held her in his arms and murmured, "Wife, I don't want to get up."
Shen Yuhan likes him to call her wife, and just for this call of wife, she is willing to let her husband sleep for ten more minutes.
Shan Qihuan, who was hugging his wife, thought he was asleep, but he didn't know that Shen Yuhan was held in his arms for nearly ten minutes, staring at his face for ten minutes, and then pinched and rubbed his lips.
The effect of "wife" only lasts ten minutes. When the time is up, Shen Yuhan crawled out of his arms and mercilessly lifted the quilt: "Mr. Shan, you should get up and go to work."
Shan Qihuan, who recently returned to sleeping naked, felt cold all over.
Very good, the only person who woke him up like this was his wife. He rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed: "Wake up, wake up, pull the quilt over me."
Of course Shen Yuhan couldn't pull the quilt over him, so he pulled it to the end of the bed: "You fell asleep again after pulling the quilt over. We have to record my uncle's show today, so hurry up and get up, husband." He turned around and put the clothes he had prepared last night on the bed for him, "Is this set okay?"
Shan Qihuan sobered up and said, "Okay." He jumped off the bed and kissed his wife on the face, "Wife, I don't want to go to work."
He would only call Shen Yuhan his wife and act coquettishly with him when he was still half asleep. Shen Yuhan hugged his waist and encouraged him as a husband who didn't want to go to work: "Husband, come on!" Then she pushed him into the bathroom to wash up: "Husband, hurry up, breakfast is ready."
Shan Qihuan, who had just satisfied his physiological needs, subconsciously realized that he had just called her his wife, and he was really getting more and more fluent in saying it.
When Shen Yuhan went downstairs, he saw his uncle with his head drooping and looking sleepy. He seemed to have not woken up yet. He was probably woken up by a call from his agent.
Shen Yuhan asked him: "Uncle, is juice milk?"
Shan Qixin lay on the dining table: "I want to drink juice."
Shen Yuhan said: "Oh, then pour it yourself."
Shan Qixin, who was tricked, sobered up a little: "No, sister-in-law, we are recording the show today, aren't you going to be a little nicer to me?"
"I see you're so sleepy, get up and walk around so you won't feel sleepy." Shen Yuhan said innocently, "I'm doing this for your own good."
Shan Qixin resigned himself to the fate of pouring juice: "Would you and my brother drink it?"
Shen Yuhan opened the lid of the pot and said, "I don't drink it. Your brother drinks milk."
Shan Qixin found Shan Qihuan's cup, poured milk into it, and took the two cups out.
After a while, Shan Qihuan came downstairs. He felt uncomfortable seeing a group of people staying in his home. But his wife seemed quite comfortable. He thought he would not be used to it.
"What do you want for breakfast?" Shan Qihuan usually sticks close to his wife, but today he had to restrain himself a little.
Shen Yuhan ordered today's dishes: "Fried dumplings, porridge, eggs, take your pick. The milk is on the table, uncle, pour it for you."
"Yeah." Shan Qihuan helped him bring out the porridge. It was a pot of rich, milky white porridge that smelled delicious. His wife had the ability to make the simplest porridge taste like nectar.
The program crew filmed the process of them having breakfast. The protagonist was supposed to be Shan Qixin, but in the end it became Shan Qihuan and Shen Yuhan.
Shan Qihuan would help Shen Yuhan peel eggs. Shen Yuhan didn't eat the yolks, so Shan Qihuan picked them up and ate them.
Shen Yuhan would also serve him porridge and ask him if he wanted to eat something in the evening, and he could go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients later.
They get along naturally and are very homely, which is completely different from the rumors outside.
Shan Qixin had long been accustomed to the way his brother and sister-in-law got along with each other.
Yes, that's what they are.
The program crew not only captured the couple's intimate moments, but also Shen Yuhan would send Shan Qihuan off to work.
Shan Qihuan kissed him on the face. Shen Yuhan half lowered his eyes, smiled softly, and whispered, "Hubby, you have to come back early today."
Shan Qihuan gently hugged his waist and said, "Well, I'm leaving. If you have anything, just send me a WeChat message or call me, okay?"
Shen Yuhan then reluctantly sent him to the car: "I know, husband, don't worry."
After the car disappeared from his sight, he turned back to the house and found a group of people staring at him intently.
Shen Yuhan's face instantly turned red enough to seem like blood was about to drip out!
Oh my God, my husband just kissed him in front of so many people!