Shen Yuhan glanced at Shan Qihuan's expression and continued to recall: "This imperial edict is not well-intentioned."
"Unkind in what way?" Shan Qihuan was completely drawn into the way Shen Yuhan told the story, "The emperor sent him to marry a neighboring country?" He remembered that this was how the records unearthed from the ancient tomb described it.
"Well, the King of Chu learned of his existence. If he could marry Shen Ge'er, he would return the two captured cities to Qi. This was a good deal for Qi. But for the Shen family, it was a huge disaster. Shen Ge'er is gone now, and I don't know when we will see each other again." Shen Yuhan sighed slightly, "This farewell is also a farewell forever."
Shan Qihuan listened to his sigh and couldn't help asking, "Did he and his family die because of the bandits?"
"Yes, he fell off the cliff." Shen Yuhan raised his eyes to look at Shan Qihuan again. After finding that he was normal, he continued, "Do you know what happened to him after he fell off the cliff?"
"He was rescued by someone, and then he endured and lived in seclusion? After all, his dowry was nowhere to be found. Did the person who rescued him take it away with him?" Shan Qihuan began to think divergently.
"Not really, he's gone." Shen Yuhan said lightly.
"What?" Shan Qihuan held Shen Yuhan's hand and exerted a little force.
Shen Yuhan felt pain and cried softly, "Hubby, my hand hurts."
Shan Qihuan was fascinated by what he heard, and quickly loosened his grip and rubbed his wrist, revealing his emotions.
"Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt. I'll continue talking to you." Shen Yuhan felt Shan Qihuan's nervousness, but he was relaxed. "This Shen brother thought he would die after falling off the cliff, but when he opened his eyes, he had a wonderful encounter."
Upon hearing this, Shan Qihuan became even more nervous. He already knew what it meant.
"He traveled through time?"
He blurted out, "You've never eaten pork, but you've seen a pig run?" Although he doesn't read many novels, movies, or TV series, he often sees some entertaining promotional titles, such as time-travel dramas and rebirth dramas.
"Travel through time?" Shen Yuhan had never heard of this term. He didn't know whether his adventure meant this. He didn't deny or confirm it, so he could only let his husband summarize it himself. "After he woke up, he found himself in a strange world. He was still him, but not him. As a newcomer, he didn't dare to say or do anything. He could only follow the arrangements of others and marry someone."
Shan Qihuan did not ask any further questions and remained silent.
Shen Yuhan continued, "Shen Ge'er has been educated in the Three Obediences and Four Virtues since he was a child. He thinks that since he is married, he should live with his husband. He gradually comes into contact with everything in the modern world, which is different from what he knows. He thinks he should live. After all, God has given him a chance to start over, and his husband treats him very well. Shen Ge'er hopes that he can grow old with his husband and never separate." At this point, everything was clear. Shen Yuhan turned around and faced Shan Qihuan, "Husband, I'm sleepy."
He now didn't dare to face Shan Qihuan directly, as he was afraid that he would see fear and alienation in his eyes.
After a long silence, Shan Qihuan said, "Go to sleep." He gently held her in his arms. Getting to the bottom of things did not apply to the relationship between him and Shen Yuhan.
Shen Yuhan interlocked her fingers with the hand that was on her waist: "Yeah." At least after hearing all this unbelievable stuff, she felt a little relieved that her husband didn't let go of her.
He was really too tired today. Shen Yuhan's heart was tense. After relaxing, he fell asleep immediately. He really couldn't hold on any longer and was very sleepy.
Shan Qihuan was also very sleepy. Listening to Shen Yuhan's steady breathing, he also fell into a deep sleep.
He didn't know whether he should believe everything Shen Yuhan said. It was too fantastic. Let's talk about it tomorrow.
The next morning.
Shen Yuhan was awakened by the rumbling thunder.
He turned over with his eyes closed. In the past, there was always a source of heat around him, but today there was nothing.
He looked at the clock on the bedside table. It was already ten o'clock in the morning, which was not the time he usually got up.
I slept too late last night and didn’t wake up like usual today.
Recalling everything he said last night, he pulled up the quilt and covered his face. Does her husband think he is a weirdo
what to do
Why not just drive him away
Should I divorce him
He made it so obvious yesterday.
what to do
Shen Yuhan rolled around on the bed, racking her brains but unable to figure out how Shan Qihuan would react today. She only pulled the quilt off after his face turned red.
He exhaled before sitting up in bed.
With a click, the door of the cloakroom was opened, and her husband walked out in neatly dressed.
Shen Yuhan was rubbing his eyes. Shan Qihuan stepped forward and took his hand away: "Don't rub your eyes. It's not good for your eyes."
Smelling the faint pine scent on her husband, Shen Yuhan blinked: "Husband?"
Shan Qihuan pinched his chin and saw that he looked like he hadn't woken up yet, so he asked, "Do you want to continue sleeping or get up?"
"Get up." Shen Yuhan was stunned for a moment before getting out of bed and putting on his shoes. "Are you going out?"
Shan Qihuan adjusted his tie in front of the mirror: "Well, I have to go to the company. There is a meeting at 11 o'clock. I have to listen to it."
Shen Yuhan looked at her husband's face through the mirror. There seemed to be nothing unusual. He took the courage to hug his waist from behind, put his head on his shoulder, and yawned softly, "Do you really have to do it?"
"Well, it's a board meeting, it's quite important, but you don't have to go out this afternoon." Shan Qihuan suddenly asked Shen Yuhan, "Do you want to go to the company to take a look?"
"Is it okay?" He had never been to the Shan Group before, so of course he would accept his husband's invitation.
"Of course, but you have to wait until I finish working, and then we can have lunch together." Shan Qihuan said.
Shen Yuhan immediately let go of Shan Qihuan: "Wait for me for a moment."
Watching him enter the bathroom happily, Shan Qihuan smiled. Shen Yuhan was always so easily satisfied.
No one mentioned what happened to "Brother Shen" afterwards.
Having said this, there is no need to mention it again. Whether to believe it or not is entirely up to Shan Qihuan.
Shen Yuhan felt that Shan Qihuan needed some time to accept his origins, while Shan Qihuan was thinking about how to make Shen Yuhan understand that he was not too surprised.
He didn't sleep too long last night and got up at seven in the morning.
He recalled every detail of his acquaintance with Shen Yuhan. Everything about "Shen Ge'er" could be traced, but he had never thought about it in this direction. After learning the truth, he did not feel fear or trepidation, but was relieved.
All the unreasonable things about Shen Yuhan were explained now.
How could a person who has no skills become a master of music, chess, calligraphy and painting overnight
How can a person who goes to bars every day be so cute when drunk after just a little bit of alcohol
How could a person who could make his relatives angry suddenly become well-educated and well-mannered
How could a person who can dye his hair in various colors be willing to keep long black hair
He even found so many excuses to smooth things over for him, but it turned out that there was no need to smooth things over because he was not Shen Yuhan in his heart.
Shen Yuhan drank a bowl of porridge before going out with Shan Qihuan.
While he was drinking the porridge, his husband was watching him.
When he got into the car, his husband was still looking at him.
Shen Yuhan leaned towards him and said, "Hubby, what are you looking at me doing?"
Shan Qihuan gently lifted the end of Shen Yuhan's hair: "It's nothing, your hair is so long, I'll take you to get it trimmed this afternoon."
Shen Yuhan's expression changed slightly: "Want to cut it short?"
Shan Qihuan looked at him like this, chuckled and shook his head: "No, just trim the ends of my hair to make it look better." She wanted to take him to get his hair trimmed before, but she never had the time.
"Oh." Shen Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't matter if his hair was not cut short. He really wasn't used to having short hair. The back of his neck felt cold.
After arriving at Shan's Group, Shen Yuhan received countless curious looks, not only because of his appearance, but also because of his identity at that moment.
Who could have imagined that he was just casually given to Shan Qihuan by Shan Tianfeng in the beginning, but now he has become a phoenix that has flown to the top of the tree. Everyone envies his good fortune.
Only Shan Qihuan is not so stupid. He believes that marrying a virtuous wife is the only way.
While Shan Qihuan was busy, Shen Yuhan walked around the office area upstairs. Now that he was the boss's wife, of course he was qualified to inspect the place and didn't have to hide in the office all the time. He was becoming more and more courageous.
When Shan Qihuan came out of the meeting room, Shen Yuhan was chatting with the employees on the same floor about family matters. He found out how many people were in their family, how many pigs they had, and whether they liked to work overtime.
Shan Qihuan now looks at Shen Yuhan with a different feeling, a subtle heartbeat, and his smile is also different, everything is just right, never too ostentatious.
When ordinary people are happy, they laugh out loud in front of others, but he doesn't do that. He restrains himself.
When Shen Yuhan saw Shan Qihuan looking at him again, he walked towards his husband and asked, "Are you done?"
"Well, let's have lunch." Shan Qihuan asserted his sovereignty, put his arm around his waist and went back to the office first.
Behind them there was a group of people exclaiming.
It’s exactly the same as in the show. Mr. Dan dotes on his wife too much. I’m so touched!
Shan Qihuan took Shen Yuhan to a nearby Japanese restaurant for dinner. It was not Shen Yuhan's first time there, so he adapted well and even took the initiative to order his favorite sushi.
When he looked up from the menu, he noticed his husband staring at him again.
Shen Yuhan covered his eyes with both hands: "You have looked at me no less than five times since this morning."
Mr. Shan felt a little uncomfortable, so he grabbed his hand and said bluntly, "Can't I even look at my own wife? Others should take a second look."
Shen Yuhan couldn't pull his hand back: "You say that like a pervert." He no longer had to worry about using inappropriate words. He could express himself however he wanted. On the contrary, his husband was so smart that he wouldn't understand.
"You lecher, you're not just talking," he said as he stepped forward and quickly kissed Shen Yuhan on the lips, "He's touching me, that's what lechery is."
Swish.
The waiter opened the door.
Shen Yuhan quickly pushed Shan Qihuan back to his seat, his face flushed.
The waiter looked straight ahead, took their order and left with a smile.
Shen Yuhan then looked up and glared at Shan Qihuan: "It's all your fault."
Shan Qihuan raised his hand and scratched his cheek, laughing softly. He had always wondered why people who went to bars every day would blush at the slightest provocation.
"No, I won't tease you anymore. You are so shameless." His wife's face was dyed pink, and she looked very delicious.
"Don't do this next time." Shen Yuhan snorted.
"Okay." We'll talk about next time.
In the afternoon, Shan Qihuan and Shen Yuhan went to the barber shop. They were the only ones there at this time and no one else.
The barber was not the purple-haired Tang Ni that Shen Yuhan had seen when he first came here. This was a feminine woman with short hair.
Before cutting her hair, Shen Yuhan asked her for a pair of scissors.
He loosened his hairband, pulled out a small piece, cut it off with a click, and then tied it up with the hairband.
Shan Qihuan asked him, "How do you cut it yourself?"
Shen Yuhan said: "It's useful."
Shan Qihuan didn't think much about it, and thought this was some kind of hair cutting etiquette.
Both of them came here today to get their hair trimmed. Shen Yuhan's hair did look better after the trim, and the uneven hair ends were trimmed off. Before leaving, the barber found a new hair tie to tie his hair behind his back.
He smoothed his long hair in front of the mirror.
Not cut short.
Naturally, the two went home together in the evening and had dinner together.
Shen Yuhan had a good day today, but he still knew that his husband was making her feel at ease in his own way, and perhaps he was also somewhat curious about him.
At night, Shan Qihuan went to bed first. He was waiting for Shen Yuhan to come out of the shower. Little did he know that Shen Yuhan saw that he held the magazine upside down.
"Hubby, you hold the magazine upside down. How can you read a book upside down?"
Shan Qihuan cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment, turned the magazine around, then thought he was being too cautious and threw it onto the bed.
Shen Yuhan smiled, took out a wooden box from the dressing table and handed it to Shan Qihuan: "Here you go."
"What?" Shan Qihuan didn't know what he gave him, nor did he see him buy anything.
"Look." Shen Yuhan put the small box in his hand.
Shan Qihuan opened the drawer box, and inside lay a piece of long hair tied with a navy blue hairband. This was the hair that Shen Yuhan had cut herself in the afternoon.
He recalled a sentence he saw at a Western Han Dynasty tomb exhibition: In the State of Qi, if a wife loves her husband, she is willing to cut off her own black hair and give it to him, telling him that she will never change her mind.