He had a crush on him for 12 years and divorced

In the evening, riding the sunset, Tan Zheng drove Ren Zhaoyuan to the beach with the skylight open and the wind blowing.

The two stopped the car, and Tan Zheng led him to the yacht moored on the shore.

"yours?"

"Jin Shiyan's, but I paid half of it when I bought it."

"You and Jin Shiyan have a really good relationship. Tongzhou said that Jin Shiyan also invested in his winery because of you?"

"I mentioned that he only invests when he thinks he can make money, and he won't waste his money for nothing."

Ren Zhaoyuan walked onto the deck holding Tan Zheng's hand while talking: "I don't know where you decided that this winery can make money."

"Investing in this kind of thing is half vision and half luck, maybe it's not possible at all."

"He wants to get a piece of land to grow golden nan again this year, do you still vote?"

Tan Zheng heard that Ren Zhaoyuan's words seemed a little different, and he couldn't tell whether he agreed or disagreed for a while, so he blinked and chose the safest answer: "Listen to you."

"Don't," Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him with a smile, "Boss Tan's family has a big career, so feel free to vote."

"No..." Tan Zheng confirmed that Ren Zhaoyuan didn't quite agree with it this time, so he stretched out a finger and scratched the side of his palm, "I won't vote anymore."

Ren Zhaoyuan raised his hand and flicked his chin.

He found that when Tan Zheng was in front of him, those killing decisions disappeared, and occasionally even his IQ was not online.

"It's not that you are not allowed to vote. If it is really suitable, you can vote as much as you want, but don't get overheated as soon as you meet people and things related to me, and let yourself suffer."

"No loss..."

"You just said that investing in this kind of thing is half eye and half luck, but you haven't used all the half eye you can grasp?"

The money invested is not considered a loss if it cannot be recovered, and less profit is itself a loss.

The same amount of funds will not be invested in a project that is sure to double, but will be invested in a winery with unknown prospects, which will soon catch up with public welfare.

Tan Zheng honestly admitted this time: "It's useless, but I didn't really close my eyes and cast it. Tongzhou is really good at running these businesses."

Ren Zhaoyuan did not deny Tongzhou's ability, but only asked: "If Tongzhou and I have no friendship, would you vote for him to discuss cooperation with you?"

Tan Zheng embraced Ren Zhaoyuan and cheated: "The assumption is not true."

"It's not true. The business world itself is a circle of human relationships. There is no way to really put aside the relationship network and only look at business." Ren Zhaoyuan looked at him sideways, "But the thread in your heart must always be there, and you can't just meet someone related to me. Gone."

"You are different from others, and I can't put things related to you in a normal position."

"I understand that relatives, lovers, friends, customers, strangers, different relationships are different. I am not asking you to have a uniform standard, but to have a degree. If you do one thing, you will only do five points for your friends , then you don’t have to do ten for my friend. Even if you really feel that I’m more important than anything else, don’t show it. You’ve been running Anyu for so many years, and you should be more aware of the pros and cons than me.”

Tan Zheng promised that he would not ignore Ren Zhaoyuan's words, not to mention that these are right in themselves.

"As much as you want, if you want to refuse, just refuse, just have a normal relationship, you don't need to deliberately please anyone because of me."

"I obey," Tan Zheng embraced Ren Zhaoyuan from behind, and whispered in his ear, "Are you protecting me so much?"

Ren Zhaoyuan also smiled: "If you don't protect me, what should I do? Others don't know how to push away the bitter wine. I'm not stupid."

It was about Zhao Chen giving him Absinthe to drink at the wedding banquet before.

Tan Zheng himself almost forgot.

One or two sips of unpalatable wine is really not something worth mentioning, not to mention that Zhao Chen has helped him a lot.

But Ren Zhaoyuan has always taken such a small "grievance" into his heart, and it feels so good that his heart melts.

"Stupid, I can only trouble Teacher Ren to be more protective," Tan Zheng said with a smile, afraid that Ren Zhaoyuan would remember it all the time, so he said, "It's a small matter, it's nothing, you don't have to take it to heart."

Ren Zhaoyuan didn't speak, and Tan Zheng hugged him and shook him gently: "Otherwise, you set a standard, and I will resolutely not do things that I disapprove of, okay?"

"Tan Zheng, I will not agree with anything that will make you suffer, no matter the reason, no matter how big or small."

Tan Zheng was obviously taken aback, hugged Ren Zhaoyuan in silence for a long time, and then buried himself in Ren Zhaoyuan's neck and said with a smile, "Okay."

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There are drivers, safety officers, administrators, chefs, bartenders and motor assistants on the yacht, far more people than Ren Zhaoyuan thought.However, the space is spacious and everyone is in their respective positions. If Tan Zheng hadn't told Ren Zhaoyuan after he came up, he might not have known exactly how many people were there until he left.

Ren Zhaoyuan and the security officer who greeted him nodded and walked to the railing to look at the coast as the yacht drove further and further away.

"Can you drive?"

"Yes, I will give you a ride next time."

Ren Zhaoyuan was blown by the sea breeze and narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing his smooth forehead from time to time: "Next time we get two small speedboats, let's go out to sea and compare them."

"Okay," Tan Zheng turned his back to the sea, bent his arms on the railing, bent one leg relaxedly, and tilted his upper body slightly towards Ren Zhaoyuan, "So you know how to drive a yacht, I haven't heard of it."

"You can't let you know everything big or small."

Tan Zheng looked at him and smiled.

Ren Zhaoyuan also leaned towards him a little, and joked about him making dumplings: "I don't think I have to go to learn temporarily again?"

"Really, if you don't believe me, I'll show it to you later."

Hearing what he said, Ren Zhaoyuan didn't answer if it was okay, but just looked at the sparkling sea and smiled.

Tan Zheng was not annoyed at being laughed at, turned around and stood side by side with Ren Zhaoyuan, and kissed him sideways halfway.

When it was dark, the wind became a little cooler, and the two of them went to the cabin on the upper floor.

The chef is a chubby foreigner with a short gray and white beard. He smiles and occasionally prolongs his words when he speaks substandard Chinese.

Watching three-star chefs make dishes is a kind of artistic enjoyment.

The perfect blend of aesthetics and ingredients, every place has been carefully crafted.

Tan Zheng and Ren Zhaoyuan sat not far from the chef, watching and chatting, slowly tasting a small amount of exquisite Chinese food, waiting for the next dish with impeccable creativity and taste to be successfully prepared.

The chef is very talkative. When Ren Zhaoyuan asked about a certain ingredient, he chatted with him for a while, and then talked about oil painting after talking about the special climate of a country.

Tan Zheng didn't know anything about it. The only time he bought an oil painting was to build relationships. He bought it at a high price and gave it away without even looking at it.

When Tan Zheng asked himself more about jewelry, his eyes naturally went up, but he really didn't have any sense of aesthetics when it came to oil paintings.

The clumsy name that Ren Zhaoyuan speaks fluently sounds like it comes from an alien planet.

Tan Zheng searched for the name Ren Zhaoyuan said when the two were chatting and no one was paying attention to him, to get a general idea, and when he was flipping through the artwork collection, his sliding finger stopped on a certain page, and he was sure that this was the one hanging in Ren Zhaoyuan's living room on the first floor.

"The home is a high imitation."

Tan Zheng was caught straight, raised his finger and turned off the screen: "Imitation?"

"Well, you can't buy the original."

Tan Zheng nodded, as if he was thinking about something, but Ren Zhaoyuan dismissed his thoughts with the next sentence: "The museum caught fire and was burned."

Ren Zhaoyuan deliberately stopped to tease him in the middle of the conversation, and Tan Zheng put the two people's plates on the transfer area, and pretended to complain: "It's too bad."

Ren Zhaoyuan was watching and smiling.

He drank some wine in the middle, and Tan Zheng made him a cup of stomach nourishing powder after the meal.

"Did you bring it here?"

"Well, just in case."

Ren Zhaoyuan's stomach has grown much better, at least it hasn't hurt much for such a long time.Sometimes he would forget about his stomach, but Tan Zheng kept thinking about it.

Design parks, companies, homes, cars, wherever Ren Zhaoyuan will stay, are all prepared with stomach nourishing powder and stomach medicine.

This already made Ren Zhaoyuan feel thorough enough, but Tan Zheng could be more meticulous.

Ren Zhaoyuan drank the prepared stomach nourishing powder, and Tan Zheng immediately handed over a glass of lemonade to clear his mouth.

"It's not a medicine, it's not bad to drink." Ren Zhaoyuan said as he took it, with a slightly sour refreshing taste that filled the taste buds.

"It's not bad to drink, and it's not good to drink."

Ren Zhaoyuan's eyebrows moved slightly: "Have you tried it?"

"Well, I tasted it once out of curiosity."

"Oh," Ren Zhaoyuan propped his chin, "Is the other drink even worse?"

"Well, this kind of—"

Tan Zheng came to his senses as soon as he finished his answer, and stopped talking while looking at Ren Zhaoyuan, who was holding back his laughter, and stopped talking.

Ren Zhaoyuan couldn't bear it anymore, and smiled and stretched out his index finger to poke his face: "Why so cute."

This word was too lethal, and Tan Zheng didn't accept it very well, and bit his head on the side of his finger to protest.

Before biting it, he didn't think about anything at all, but after biting it, Tan Zheng froze himself.

Holding his breath, he didn't dare to curl up the tongue against his fingertips, let alone stretch out, for fear that an accident would become a hint of aggressiveness.

But the mouth itself is too different.

The warm tide engulfs the knuckles of the lips and teeth, and the sensory sensitivity seems to be partially magnified countless times. Every tiny bit of tactile sensation is clearly received and fed back, and the minutes and seconds of time are infinitely extended at a certain moment and are on the verge of stagnation.

Until Tan Zheng's lips covering the joints moved almost imperceptibly with the swaying of the yacht.

Ren Zhaoyuan pulled his finger back and Tan Zheng let go of his lips and teeth almost at the same time, and the surrounding environment re-entered his ears from this moment.

The sound of waves, the sound of wind, the sound of water washing food, the hum of exhaust fans..

Tan Zheng's ears are always red easily.

Wiping his fingers carefully with a tissue, Ren Zhaoyuan watched Tan Zheng's movements without stopping for a while, and couldn't help chuckling: "I don't mind, what do you dislike?"

Tan Zheng's ears turned red.

The yacht stopped moving at high speed and floated on the sea. The two of them went to the leisure cabin to find a few discs, and watched a movie with the windows open and covered with a thick blanket.

The sea was extremely quiet in the middle of the night, and Tan Zheng and Ren Zhaoyuan sat cross-legged by the window chatting, spending the end of the previous day and the beginning of a new one.

"Zhaoyuan."

"Ok?"

"In the new year, we must be happy every day, be smooth and safe."

Ren Zhaoyuan smiled and said "OK".

"Like me a little more."

Ren Zhaoyuan still smiled and said, "Okay."

The vinyl record in the gramophone slowly stopped spinning, Ren Zhaoyuan leaned forward and kissed Tan Zheng.

He liked Tan Zheng more every day than the day before. This feeling was unexpected, and the depth and depth even surprised him.

The touch of lips and tongue in the night was subtle and clear, and the chest was full of vibrations for the other party.

A narrow waist exposed to the slightly cold air was covered by a wide palm, and Ren Zhaoyuan's body tensed slightly, ending the hot and long kiss.

He is not a young man who needs to be mentally prepared for knowing nothing, nor is he resistant to going further with Tan Zheng.

Besides, the atmosphere is just right now, the two are in love, and everything is logical.

But Ren Zhaoyuan still backed away a little sideways.

This point of refusal happened earlier, without thinking at all.

Tan Zheng pecked him on the lips, and grabbed the hem of his shirt to cover the skin around his waist: "It's a bit late, go back and rest? I'm right next door to you, just call me if you need anything."

The second half of this sentence should be said when we part outside the room.

Ren Zhaoyuan knew.

"You can sleep in this room inside," Tan Zheng opened the door for Ren Zhaoyuan, and begged for a kiss, "Good night."

"Good night."

Ren Zhaoyuan stood at the door watching Tan Zheng turn back to the door of another bedroom. He was probably not sober because of the sea breeze at night, and he felt a little clingy in his heart, wanting to watch Tan Zheng go into the room.

Tan Zheng looked sideways at Ren Zhaoyuan before pushing the door, and said "good night" again.

"Good night." Ren Zhaoyuan responded and turned to go in, but saw Tan Zheng stopped in the posture of pushing the door open and did not move again.

"what happened?"

When Tan Zheng looked over, he seemed a little at a loss and didn't speak.

Ren Zhaoyuan walked over to have a look.

There are several rows of wine cabinets in the room, and there are all kinds of wine in the cabinets, and you can faintly smell the aroma of fermentation.

This is a wine storage room.

"The last time I came, there were still two bedrooms. Jin Shiyan and he..." Tan Zheng hurriedly explained after being stunned, "I didn't know in advance, it was really not a deliberate arrangement."

"I didn't think so," Ren Zhaoyuan reached out to close the door, "Don't be nervous."

"There is a sofa in the leisure cabin, I'll go over there, you go to bed early."

"Don't pass by."

Tan Zheng was taken aback, his eyes widened slightly.

Ren Zhaoyuan said: "That sofa is too narrow, let's sleep here."

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