President, he must be me

"Um……"

The man hadn't opened his eyes yet, but the headache of hangover had already rushed up.He could feel the morning light coming in through the window, and before he opened his eyes to judge what time it was, his brain had habitually gone through all the work to be done for the day.

Going to the company to follow up on the progress of the old project, going to the board meeting... Today is the third day of his marriage with Tan Shaochen. According to the custom, Tan Shaochen has to go back home to visit his parents.

Shen Yanwen doesn't care whether he respects the customs or not, whether he wants to go or not.

It's just that in just a few days, his secretary has already answered countless calls from the Tan family, and if he doesn't show his face, he is afraid that the Tan family will come to the group head office to find him.

When the thoughts came here, the man closed his eyes and smiled silently, and finally got up.

But when he opened his eyes, what he saw was not the familiar zenith, but the folds on his shirt.Shen Yanwen was stunned for a moment, propped his upper body on the bed with his elbows, and finally saw the picture in front of him completely - the young man tilted his body and fell on the bedside; With cushions at the head of the bed.

It was Tan Shaochen, Tan Shaochen who didn't even take off his suit jacket and whose feet were still touching the ground.

The memory of last night was finally revived, and all kinds of details went through his man's mind.

——He slept on Tan Shaochen's lap all night.

After being surprised for a moment, Shen Yanwen lifted off the quilt and left the bed completely.He was only wearing a pair of underpants, and Tan Shaochen was dressed tightly, no matter which side was a bit funny.The young man slept soundly, and was not awakened by his movement at all; Shen Yanwen stood on the edge of the bed looking at his face, reached out to turn off the bedside lamp that had been on all night, and took a long time to look away from the young man, turned and walked into the bathroom take a shower.

When the man came out after washing, Tan Shaochen had already slid down naturally, reclined on the bed and curled up his legs.

Shen Yanwen took a clean shirt from the closet, and while buttoning it, he stood on the edge of the bed and looked at the young man's sleeping face.

In all fairness, Tan Shaochen's appearance is somewhat ordinary.Except for the memorable pair of peach blossom eyes, everything else is normal and upright, which is very harmonious when put together, but it has nothing to do with being delicate and handsome.If I have to say it, Tan Shaochen's face is very attractive, because I can't find anything bad, but the more I look at it, the better it looks.

Looking at him now, Shen Yanwen looked like two different people from the unkempt young man in the backyard of the Tan family back then.

The temperature was low in the spring morning, the man fastened the last button, leaned over and pulled the quilt for him.Just throw away the wrinkled suit and shirt; he didn't intend to wake Tan Shaochen, so he planned to go out after tucking in the bedding for him.

But by a strange coincidence, his fingertips touched the young man's skin, and they naturally moved away from the corners of his eyes and brows.

A pair of very beautiful eyes, when listless, it will look a little pitiful and aggrieved; once you look at yourself, those eyes will flash a subtle light, like a pool of slowly flowing water, transparent and charming.

The man couldn't help but kissed his eyes, and then he heard Tan Shaochen's faint and indistinct dream: "...Huh? Don't mess with me, Tangtang..."

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Woohoo, I feel uncomfortable all over.

It was another noon when he was woken up by his servants. Tan Shaochen huddled under the quilt for a long time, unable to open his eyes, so he could only instruct in a hoarse voice, "Sleep for another half an hour".There are only him and Shen Yanwen in the Shen family, and everything depends on Shen Yanwen's wishes; Tan Shaochen is also very grateful to the man for this, at least there is no rule on what time he must get up.

The wrinkled clothes on his body made him uncomfortable, the young man slowly took off his coat and trousers under the quilt, threw them out one by one, then rolled around holding the quilt, breathing heavily.

The subtle fragrance rushed into his perception.

This is the smell from Shen Yanwen's body... Oh yes, this is Shen Yanwen's bed.He didn't drink a drop of wine last night, and he still remembers clearly what happened; the bastard Mr. Shen fell asleep on his lap, causing his neck to hurt now.But when the other party woke up and when he left, Tan Shaochen didn't notice at all.

He only felt that his body was so cold, and the thin spring quilt could not keep him warm at all; even though he shrank a lot, he still felt his hands and feet were cold.The throat is dry and uncomfortable, and there is still a little pain when swallowing saliva; the breathing is not smooth, and some nasal congestion.

It's over, I have a cold.

Tan Shaochen is even very proud of the so-called long-term illness and becoming a doctor. He can immediately analyze any discomfort in his body, and even know what medicine to take to relieve the symptoms.

But he also knew that his paper body would probably have a fever when he caught a cold, and if he had a fever, he would definitely not be able to get it down without infusion.

In order to prevent the cold from developing to that stage, Tan Shaochen braced himself up to get up, and simply wrapped Shen Yanwen's quilt and ran back to his guest room in a hurry, took a hot bath, and wrapped a slightly thick coat over his pajamas .

The weather outside was fine, so he habitually walked the dog in the yard after dinner; who knew, the driver was squatting next to the dog house, stroking the big golden retriever's head.

"Yo, Xiao Zhang." Tan Shaochen said in a spirited manner, "You won't drive Shen Yanwen anymore?"

The driver hurriedly got up, turned his head and nodded to him to say hello: "Hi Madam, Mr. Shen said that I will be responsible for driving for you in the future."

Probably he also felt incapable of correcting Tan Shaochen's address, so he simply acquiesced in the title of "Xiao Zhang", and said: "Didn't it be a text message yesterday, made a mistake, and fined me half a month's salary..."

"Tsk, how much is half a month?" Tan Shaochen asked casually while going to lead the dog.

"It's ten thousand."

"..." Tan Shaochen turned his head suddenly and looked at the driver in surprise, "How long does it take to get a driver's license now, I want to be a driver too..."

"How can this be, how can my wife drive for others," the driver quickly waved his hand, "If you want to drive, you can only drive for Mr. Shen, but that's not called a driver, my girlfriend said that's called Enai."

"...You speak the same way."

"Ma'am, there is one more thing," the driver said, "Boss Shen said that you will go home today and go to Tan's house for dinner tonight."

"Ah? Ah..." Tan Shaochen was so restless that his chest was tight, his throat was itchy, and he immediately coughed twice.

"Ma'am, are you feeling well? I'll contact Dr. Xu right away..." "No, no need," Tan Shaochen said, "I just drank the granule, I just have a small cold."

——He doesn't know the doctor yet, and he will absolutely grab him to drink water.

Because of his frailty, Tan Shaochen had a natural fear of hospitals and doctors—as if all parts of his body were faulty as long as he was checked; the so-called avoiding diseases and avoiding doctors refers to people like him.

But compared to those, the matter of returning home caused him more headaches.

I don't know if the family can treat him a little better after collecting 1000 million.There is no need to be in love with each other, as long as the words are not full of cynicism, he thinks it is good.

With Shen Yanwen around, they should be more restrained, right?

But what Tan Shaochen didn't expect was that when he changed his clothes in the afternoon and was about to go out, a text message from Shen Yanwen came.

Shen Yanwen: "I have something to do and I can't leave, you go first"

When he saw these two lines, he was stunned.This kind of "going first" is probably an excuse, and in the end it is very likely that Shen Yanwen was not around, and he went to Tan's house for a meal alone in embarrassment.

The young man froze in the porch on the spot, thinking for 2 minutes before replying.

Tan Shaochen: "You won't be, can't you go? Then I won't go either."

Shen Yanwen: "Go, I really should go today"

Tan Shaochen: "I don't want to, it's embarrassing for me to go there alone"

Shen Yanwen: "Don't worry, I'm only half an hour late"

Shen Yanwen: "Everything is with me"

——Mr. Shen, what you said is very touching; but the question is not...are you not here?

Tan Shaochen lowered his eyes, and finally did not reply to this sentence, he just put on his shoes against his tired body due to the cold, got into the car, and asked Xiao Zhang to drive him to a place he didn't want to go at all.

In the car, he glanced at Xiao Zhang who was driving seriously in the driver's seat, and felt envious for no reason.

He doesn't know how to drive, and he hasn't even graduated from high school. He can only do some physical work when he walks into a society where college students are everywhere; I don't know how much hardship I have to suffer in order to keep my life going.

But even so, he still wanted to leave.

He didn't want to be taken care of by Shen Yanwen, didn't expect Shen Yanwen to throw him away on a whim one day, he became even more passive.

The gate of the Tan family still had a stench of showing off.

Xiao Zhang carried Shen Yanwen's prepared return ceremony for him, and followed him into the house.The first thing he saw was his second brother, Tan Shaoke.

He stood by the French window, holding the mobile phone in one hand and the metal lighter in the other, opening and closing the cover back and forth, making a rattling noise.

Tan Shaochen didn't even want to say hello to him, but the other side saw him first, with disgust in his eyes.

"Check again, have you received the account?" Tan Shaoke said into the phone, "I know, I know it's difficult for you... Don't worry, don't worry, Shen Yanwen will come to our house today, and it must be tonight at the latest It's done, you can check it a few more times..."

The young man nodded, and wanted to go inside to find Bai Sulong to say hello; unexpectedly, Tan Shaoke hung up the phone and walked straight towards him.

"Tan Shaochen."

"Huh? Second brother..." the young man said, "Shen Yanwen has something to do, let me come here first, is dad at home?"

Tan Shaoke opened his mouth to question: "What do you mean?"

"What?" The young man didn't know why, and stood still.

The other party walked up to him, relying on being a few centimeters taller than him, and said fiercely: "I said you and your husband, what do you mean? Did you tell him something... What is Shen Yanwen planning?"

——Oh, could it be that Shen Yanwen had already started the annexation plan?

Tan Shaochen could only pretend not to know, and continued to act innocent: "He doesn't even talk to me... What happened?"

"Stop pretending here..." "Second, what are you doing?" At this moment, Bai Sulong came down from upstairs, and looked at the young man with a smile, "Shaochen is back? I haven't seen you for a few days. Still thinking about you."

"Isn't it according to the etiquette that you have to come back?" Tan Shaochen said, taking the gifts from Xiao Zhang, "I have prepared something, Aunt Bai, please accept it."

However, Tan Shaoke refused to give up: "What kind of gift, who the hell cares about these things? When did your husband transfer the money to the public account?"

"what money?"

"The 1000 million you fucking sold yourself for," Tan Shaoke sneered, "Do you have to explain it? Do you know how many calls I made to that bastard Shen Yanwen in the past few days, and I didn't answer any of them? ;What does he mean? Could it be that you didn't take good care of him?"

"Second boy! Be careful when you speak!"

"Mom—" Tan Shaoke irritatedly said, "If this drags on, our house will be over, so what's the point?"

He couldn't understand the words.

Didn't Shen Yanwen give the money to the Tan family?Then why did the Tan family rush him to the wedding venue?

Before Tan Shaochen could figure out the cause and effect, his second brother suddenly said: "I don't know what Shen Yanwen likes in you, but you are from the Tan family, and you have spent the Tan family's money all these years. Are you worth it?" Pay back the money? I heard people say that Shen Yanwen took you with him when he was entertaining at Young Master Huang's place, don't say he doesn't talk to you, he's full and buys you such a rag to go back and see?"

"...You ask me, who should I ask." The young man couldn't help but stop and go back.

These words successfully angered Tan Shaoke, and in the next second his neckline was grabbed: "If someone buys you for 1000 million, you really treat yourself as something? You just kneel on the ground with you and beg our family to give you money." Like a mother who eats food, she was born to die."

"Second brother! I told you to stop talking!" Bai Sulong then pretended to persuade him, "What if Shen Yanwen hears about it later?...By the way, where is your husband, when will you come over?"

Tan Shaoke's words were like sharp knives, piercing his heart word by word.

Back then, in order for him to live well, his mother begged the Tan family to adopt him; this was also the reason why Tan Shaochen didn't want to resist all along——he once begged these people in front of him without dignity, and others were willing to give him a meal, how could he still beg him? What can be said about fairness, love in this home.

He lowered his eyes, not even intending to let Tan Shaoke let go of his collar.

At this moment, Shen Yanwen's text message suddenly entered his mind: I am here for everything.

He didn't know where the courage came from, and he didn't know what he wanted to do. In short, he wanted to fight back.

Tan Shaochen sneered, looked up at his elder brother who looked somewhat similar to him, and said calmly: "Then are you worth 1000 million? Some people buy me with 1000 million, but no one is willing to buy me with 1000 million or even 100 million." You...according to your logic, who is the one who will die?"

I have something to say: Gradually forget the original intention, what should I do TAT