President, he must be me

Shen Yanwen was eating fried rice with eggs, and asked Aunt Zheng to bring a chair over by the way.

Tan Shaochen was sitting opposite him, with his head buried a little lower and his pen held a little lower, writing his request on the document paper intently.This kind of scenery is quite rare for men, except for Shen Yanshu and the cleaning servants, only Tan Shaochen has entered his study.At most, Shen Yanshu would stand beside him and talk to him; Aunt Zheng was even more so, she would come in to clean when he was not around...Only Tan Shaochen, sitting opposite him like this, quietly seemed to be in the room. Tan Shaochen is the only person who seems to work with him.

The young man's forehead blocked his beautiful eyes, but it couldn't block his straight nose bridge and slightly small nose tip.His outline looks soft for some reason, and with this face, it is easy to put people's guard down.

After eating the egg fried rice in one bite, Shen Yanwen just watched the young man eat; but the young man seemed not aware of it, and was absorbed in writing the content of the agreement.

Shen Yanwen looked down along the tip of his nose, and saw his round and lovely soft lips.

"Did you cook rice by yourself when you were at the Tan family?" The man asked softly, "I mean, did the servant teach you?"

"No." Tan Shaochen focused on writing without raising his head, "my mother taught me."

"Is there any special fried rice technique?"

"Special? No..." Tan Shaochen said, "It's just ordinary fried rice with eggs."

The man paused, and used a spoon to gather up the remaining fried rice with eggs in the bowl. The sound of the spoon touching the bowl served as the background sound in this brief blank space.He ate the last bite of fried rice with eggs, and chewed a few more mouthfuls before swallowing it: "It's delicious."

"Right," the young man was unaware of his strangeness, "I think so too."

"...I seem to have eaten egg fried rice with this taste before."

"Huh?" Tan Shaochen stopped writing suddenly, frowned and thought for a while before continuing to write, "Egg fried rice tastes the same.... How do you write the word 'touch'?"

"What?" The man was immersed in his own thoughts and didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing, nothing..."

Shen Yanwen saw his concentrated appearance, and glanced at the words on the paper.It's not clear at first glance what exactly was written, but one can see Tan Shaochen's crooked characters, traces of crossing out and rewriting line by line, and blacked out typos.Just like Tan Shaochen, all thoughts can be judged from these traces, simple and easy to understand.

Seeing that he seemed to be able to write for a while, Shen Yanwen simply went through the various materials in his mailbox as usual.

But soon, he discovered that something was wrong—the rustling sound when the tip of the pen touched the paper, the "emmm" that the young man unconsciously uttered when he was thinking... everything caught his attention, and he couldn't read a few lines. If he was distracted, he would even take a look at Tan Shaochen's face intentionally or unintentionally.

Suddenly, he saw Tan Shaochen's bare fingers.

It seems that since the wedding, he has never been seen wearing a wedding ring.

Unexpectedly, just right, the young man suddenly put down his pen, raised his head and said, "I've finished writing!...Why are you looking at me like this..."

The man quickly avoided his gaze, looked at the computer screen as if nothing had happened, and said, "Let me see when it's finished."

"Oh, here."

Tan Shaochen carefully turned the folder around and handed it to the man; the man took his hand away from the mouse and took the document.

Shen Yanwen was stunned the first time he saw clearly what was written on it——

It's completely a junior high school student's draft book... No, it should be said to be an elementary school student's composition book.

The handwriting is full of childishness, and he can selectively ignore the atmospheric scratches and black spots that can be seen everywhere. Shen Yanwen bit the bullet and went down, and finally when he saw "Jie chu", he couldn't help but said: "...I remember you Compulsory education is still over."

"Yes," Tan Shaochen turned his head embarrassedly, "I haven't written for many years..."

The young man seemed dissatisfied, and struggled to add a sentence: "... when I was studying, my handwriting was not so ugly."

"That's not the problem."

"What's the problem?" the young man said, "I think I wrote it very clearly, so there's no way I can't understand it?"

The man quickly put the folder down and pointed to a certain place: "I mean, can't you write even the 'touch' of 'contact'?"

"Ah, that's, that's..." Tan Shaochen was at a loss for words, and sighed after a while, "I forgot how to write it all of a sudden, and I couldn't remember it alive. It's not that I don't want to study, it's Bai Sulong...it's Tan Pinhong's wife , don't let me read it. Don't laugh at me..."

Seeing the embarrassed and disappointed look of the young man, Shen Yanwen quickly said seriously, "I'm not laughing at you."

"...Then I wrote everything I thought of on it anyway."

——Excessive physical contact (including but not limited to holding hands, kissing, hugging) is not allowed, and consent is required when necessary (drunken consent is not considered consent).

- Do not force sex

- pets allowed

- Don't come in and out of his bedroom at will

……

Tan Shaochen scribbled and changed it for a long time, but it was just a more detailed writing of the previous clauses.But the last two made Shen Yanwen read for a while, one was "You can't keep a lover, let alone bring it back"; the other was "You can't lie about anything".

Can't have a lover?So Tan Shaochen still cared about this?Reversing this statement, it seemed to be implicitly expressing that he was more or less possessive of Shen Yanwen.

The man couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, and asked meaningfully: "What do the last two mean?"

"The last two? Let me take a look..." Tan Shaochen propped himself up on the table, leaned forward, and tilted his head to look at what he wrote, "Oh, it means literally... Then you must not have a lover, because I do not know either."

"To put it simply, both parties cannot cheat," Shen Yanwen concluded, "whether it's spiritual or physical?"

"That's right, that's what it means."

Tan Shaochen nodded earnestly, seeing that the other party did not continue to raise doubts about this, he couldn't help but feel happy - this is the hole he dug!

As a sound adult man, Shen Yanwen is still so good, there are countless handsome men and women who have fallen in love with him; and Shen Yanwen himself must have needs, maybe he will "make a mistake" and violate this rule... he You can file for divorce smoothly.

Not only this one, but also the one below.

"You can't tell a lie" is something that almost no one can do. At that time, as long as he finds evidence that Shen Yanwen lied to him casually about some trivial matter, he will be able to shamelessly accuse the other party of breach of contract.

It's just that Tan Shaochen didn't expect that the pit he carefully dug, in the eyes of men, seemed like a clause declaring "Mrs. Shen's sovereignty".A little naive and cute, and like the evidence that the young people have been faintly attracted to him.

Shen Yanwen finally put down the folder, took the pen used by the young man before, and wrote in the spare space while writing: "No problem, I agree; my request is very simple, the first is that you must call me Yan Wen, and you can't call me Yan Wen again." Thinking about leaving; the second is that when Yan Shu comes to live, you must share a room with me... and this agreement, except for legal affairs, cannot be told to third parties."

"...Then if your sister lives here every day, wouldn't it be a big loss for me?" Tan Shaochen said.

"No," the man said, "Yan Shu seldom stays in the country, and she thinks my place is too remote and travel is inconvenient. She only comes here occasionally for a week, not for a long time."

——It's strange that my younger sister ran to live with her married brother's house. It's not like their Shen family doesn't have a house.

Tan Shaochen didn't say this question, or Shen Yanwen agreed to all of his various demands, so he had no position to refuse this matter.Combined with "can't tell a third party", maybe Shen Yanwen just doesn't want to be known by others. Some people seem to be married couples who have obtained a certificate and held a wedding, but in fact they sleep in separate lives, right?

"Okay...well, is there anything else?"

"There is also the issue of breach of contract," the man said lightly, "If I breach the contract, according to what I mentioned before, not only will I not pursue the money taken by the Tan family, but I will also pay you 1000 million yuan and divorce you."

Shen Yanwen spoke lightly, as if he was sure that he would not breach the contract.

No, he was sure, even if he raised a lover outside and lied at home, he would not know it.Tan Shaochen thought so, and asked softly: "Then what if I breached the contract?"

"If you breach the contract," Shen Yanwen paused, "if you breach the contract, you won't be allowed to step out of this house again."

"???"

"I will arrange good people to monitor you in 24-hour shifts."

"...This is too scary!!" Tan Shaochen exclaimed, "You are illegally imprisoned!!"

"I will act as if I legally control my partner, don't worry. And if you break the contract, this contract will be void... That is to say, I can go back on everything I promised you before." When the man said this He obviously had no expression on his face, but Tan Shaochen still felt chills running down his back - although Shen Yanwen was really kind to him, he could still feel the danger of this man.

Seeing that the young man looked a little flustered, the man smiled silently: "Contracts, of course, require both parties to bear equal risks; in fact, even if you break the contract, the price you have to pay is nothing more than your original obligations as a partner... ...Well, if you really don't want to sign, you don't have to sign."

"Sign, sign now!"

——He, Tan Shaochen, will be a villain from today onwards, vowing to leave the Shen family comfortably with 1000 million yuan and a divorce certificate!

"it is good."

Shen Yanwen took the document they had drafted, quickly entered it into the computer, and turned it into a printed document.Two contracts that had just come out of the printer and were still hot were placed on the table.Tan Shaochen checked the content carefully, and after making sure that there was no hole dug inside, he signed his scribbled name.

At this moment, the man took out the ink pad.

Tan Shaochen looked at his eyebrows and eyes, then at the contract, gritted his molars like a gambler who put all his wealth in a casino, dipped his thumb in ink, and pressed heavily on his signature.In contrast, men are much more generous, and soon the two contracts were signed.

"Tomorrow, I will ask Zhu Lina to have it notarized," Shen Yanwen said, "It will take effect immediately."

"Okay," Tan Shaochen called softly, as if to prove that he would fulfill his obligations, "Yan Wen."

"..."

The man looked into his eyes, and his heart trembled violently at this moment.These eyes, this "Yan Wen", even the bowl of fried rice with eggs... Shen Yanwen became more and more sure that he was right.

He needs Tan Shaochen by his side so much, it doesn't matter what he pays for it.

"Then I'll go to sleep." Tan Shaochen picked up his contract and was about to walk out the door.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the study room, and before Shen Yanwen could speak, someone opened the door and walked in: "Brother, Aunt Zheng said you are still busy?"

"I'll stay here for two days." Shen Yanshu dragged her suitcase and appeared at the door. After seeing Tan Shaochen, her eyes gradually became disgusted, "...Why are you in my brother's study? I don't know if my brother hates Tan Shaochen when he is working. Is anyone bothering you?"

Tan Shaochen suddenly hid the contract behind his back, and said with a sneer, "You, how are you..."