History of newlywed struggles

1,

The Yan family in this city is a well-known name. It has been rooted in this city since the grandparents moved here with a certain leader. As the power of this family continues to grow, it is even more complicated now.

But Yan Ruen, the only seedling in the authentic branch of the Yan family, has successfully grown into a "Second Generation Ancestor" amidst luxury and money.

Speaking of the young master of the Yan family, even as a commercial marriage, the woman's parents would shake their heads and reject it.But Young Master Yan was unmoved, the life of debauchery made him happy and comfortable, until he was 30 years old, he was a "rice bug" with peace of mind, until he attended the reception.

In Yan Ruen's world, the word love at first sight does not exist. There are so many beautiful boys and girls. When he was on the shore, he had only one thought, and that thought was obscene and colored.

At that time, Wei An was only 20 years old. He had just returned from abroad and was taken to an unfamiliar party by an unfamiliar friend. He was a little at a loss, but his expression was cold, and he seemed to reject people thousands of miles away. This obviously suits Yan Ruen's appetite for hunting beauty, and it's boring to send it to the door, so he wants to pick these many high-mountain flowers.

It's just that Wei An didn't understand at that time, he had just returned to China, and he didn't even know how to get to the city center, let alone the Yan family, which everyone shunned, so he was simply fooled.

That night, Yan Ruen talked eloquently and couldn't wait to show his elegance, knowledge, and various knowledge, "What about you? What do you want to do after returning to China?"

Wei An thought for a while and replied, "I want to be a photographer."

"That was hard work."

"I like."

Wei An's eyes were shining darkly in the dazzling light, Yan Ruen was dazed for a moment, then he raised his lips and smiled, telling himself in his heart that he was going to decide on this child

"Oh? I know a few good photographers in China." Then he announced a few names, seeing Wei An's eyes light up with satisfaction, "I'll take you to meet them another day."

"convenient?"

"Of course, it's just a gathering of friends." Yan Ruen's tone unconsciously carried some arrogance, but Wei An didn't hear it. He still thought about the identity of the man opposite him, but he was full of anticipation for the meeting.

At the end of the reception, Yan Ruen took the initiative to ask Ying to send Wei An home. He acted in a manner of advancing and retreating, completely like a Pian Pianjia son. Only those friends who knew his virtues made fun of him behind, but Wei An had no chance to hear those words. Yes, Young Master Yan got a new toy, who would dare to disrupt the situation?

Sure enough, within a few days Yan Ruen got in touch with those teachers and led Wei An to meet them. They chatted happily. Yan Ruen also saw Wei An's strength for the first time at that time. He was indeed a genius. .

"What are your plans for the future?"

On the way back, Yan Ruen asked Wei An, he just wanted to know how long the other party would stay in this city, but Wei An replied coldly, "I want to hold a photography exhibition in the future."

"Ok?"

Seemingly embarrassed by Yan Ruen's tone, Wei An's always fair face was smeared with blood, "Do you think it's impossible?"

"Ah, no, I think you can do it, I read your work, it's great."

Wei An smiled and replied, "Thank you."

"Will you stay in this city in the future?"

Wei An nodded.

"Do your parents agree?"

"My parents died a long time ago."

Yan Ruen's hand holding the steering wheel tightened, subconsciously glanced sideways at the boy beside him.

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

"Come to me later if you need something."

"That's too much trouble for you."

"It's okay, I want to be troubled by you."

The subsequent development is like any clichéd love story. Under Yan Ruen's "careful management", Wei An gradually developed a good impression of him. After a month, the two established a relationship. kind of occasion.Although Wei An always felt that others looked at him strangely at that time, but he, who has always been xenophobic, didn't pay too much attention to it.Therefore, when the problem really broke out, the feeling of deceit swallowed him whole.

Wei An has been in Yan Ruen's circle for a long time, and gradually began to understand the social status of the Yan family, not just a wealthy businessman, Yan Ruen is not a simple son, as for his gossip, Wei An faintly remembers it Some, but he has always chosen to trust the other party. Although the 20-year-old Wei An pretends to be deep and sophisticated, his mind is still simple.

In the dark apartment, Wei An was fiddling with his camera. He cleaned every part carefully, and occasionally looked up at the time, his eyes getting darker every time.

"We must not let Young Master Yan go again today," Yan Ruen was fed a few sips of wine by the woman next to him while the cups were mingling, "It's not enough to see the sky but not to see people, I haven't played enough of the game of hidden beauty in the golden house."

Yan Ruen smiled, with a smug expression on his face, "What do you know! What time is it?"

"It's only twelve o'clock. Tonight, everyone will not be drunk and will not return. Young Master Yan can't escape anymore."

At twelve o'clock, Yan Ruen looked at his phone in a daze, but he still didn't even have any text messages. Very good, he snorted coldly, since you don't care anymore, then I will go back after playing outside tonight!

"Young Master Yan, don't look at your phone, come drink," the woman next to him handed Yan Ruen a glass of wine, and he didn't refuse, and drank it down, the woman leaned on him and said softly, "Ruen , you haven't seen me for a long time."

"Really? How long?"

"It's been more than three months, and I sent you a message and you didn't reply..."

"Oh, the family education is stricter recently."

The woman looked up at him, "Is that the boy? How is he better than me?"

Yan Ruen lifted the opponent's chin, and smiled at the heavily made-up face, "Everything is better than you, but the bed is a bit boring."

"Then, Ru En is with me tonight..."

Yan Ruen laughed, but did not respond to this obvious invitation.

A group of people really made noise until after two o'clock in the morning, and Yan Ruen was carried into the car by a group of people.

"Young Master Yan, where are you going to take you back?"

"...Xinghu Bay"

He was completely drunk, he didn't care who was with him, and instinctively leaned on the other person, Xiangxiang's soft and warm body made him feel comfortable.

When Wei An opened the door, what he saw was such a beautiful picture, handsome men and beautiful women, who looked as if they couldn't wait to start working at the door, the woman frowned when she saw him, raised her head and separated Wei An, "Step aside."

"who are you?"

Yan Ruen seemed to have heard Wei An's voice, opened from the woman's body, and approached him unsteadily, "Xiao'an..."

At the moment when he was about to grab Wei An, Wei An avoided Yan Ruen's hand and lost his strength, Yan Ruen struggled a few times and fell to the ground, the woman screamed his name in fright.

"How can you treat Yan Shao like this."

"Why do I treat him like hell."

"What do you think you are, just a toy, and you really think you are the young mistress of the Yan family!"

Wei An stood aside and returned coldly, "I'm not, and you have nothing to do."

"Humph!"

The woman struggled to help Yan Ruen onto the sofa, during which Yan Ruen kept calling Wei An's name, and Wei An stood by and watched coldly, as if the other party was a stranger.

"Good to go, no delivery."

The woman glared at Wei An, turned her head and left.

The room without the lights turned on was dark, Wei An stood in front of Yan Ruen's window and looked at it for a long time, so long that his legs were shaking when he was moving, and he didn't even have the strength to wipe the tears across his cheeks.