contract lover

After dinner, Shen Siming found a bathrobe for Luo Yuan and told him to take a bath. Luo Yuan held the bathrobe in his hands and stood still at the stairs.

Shen Siming leaned against the wall and looked at him, "What? Want me to serve you?"

Luo Yuan's throat tightened, he swallowed hard, and asked him: "Are you trying to torture me, or are you trying to help me?"

He held back this question all night, thinking that Shen Siming hated him to the bone, but judging from the situation just now, maybe he still has some friendship with him when he was young, and he wanted to know what Shen Siming was thinking.

The other party sneered, "Is there a difference? Helping you and torturing you are not contradictory."

Luo Yuan lowered his head, pondered for a while, and said, "I want to sign the contract first."

Shen Siming was not surprised at all, turned around and went into the study room, and when he came out again, he was holding a piece of A4 paper and a pen in his hand, obviously he had already prepared for it.

Luo Yuan closed his eyes, suddenly wanted to laugh, he struggled so hard for a long time in vain, in fact, it was already in someone else's pocket, how sad.

"Let's see, you can put forward conditions, and I have the final say on whether you agree or not."

This is a nurturing contract. Party A Shen Siming, Party B Luo Yuan, Party A pays Party B 2000 million yuan, and Party B stays with Party A for two years.

As for what to do with Party A, it was clearly written in the contract, Luo Yuan didn't dare to read it carefully.

"Sign it if you have no doubts, and I'll find someone in the bank to transfer the money to you right away."

"Wait a minute," Luo Yuan said, "You said, can I make a condition?"

Shen Siming said: "It's possible, but I don't necessarily agree."

Luo Yuan took a deep breath and said, "I think...on it."

Shen Siming was taken aback, pinched his chin suddenly, and said coldly: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Luo Yuan said quietly: "You misunderstood, I just want to sit on it."

Shen Siming was stunned again, and let go of his hand suddenly, as if he didn't understand what Luo Yuan was saying, after a long time to react, his eyes became hot, "Luo Yuan, you really surprised me."

Luo Yuan lowered his head, "If you agree, I'll sign it right away, if you don't agree, just pretend I haven't been here today."

Shen Siming clasped the back of his neck with five fingers, leaned close to his ear, and said in a breathy voice: "I agree, I agree with you how you want to play, and I will accompany you to the end."

Luo Yuan mechanically signed his name, and at that moment, many pictures flooded into his mind like a flood, messy and full of everything.

Ye Zhean's face appeared the most.

Coldness, loneliness, humiliation, forbearance, and occasional tenderness, resentment and desire are intertwined, clearly intertwined in his heart.

Luo Yuan's hand holding the pen trembled a little, and the last stroke almost pierced the back of the paper.

Shen Siming took a look at the contract, flicked his finger on the paper, "Go take a shower, I'll get someone to transfer the money to you right away."

Luo Yuan turned around and went into the bathroom, leaning on the sliding door and sitting on the ground, hugging his head.

It's too embarrassing, it's really embarrassing... But what can he do, what can he do?

He raised his hand to caress his lower abdomen, and murmured in his heart, baby, you must be strong. Although Dad is miserable, Dad still wants to give birth to you. You must stay in Dad's stomach well and accompany Dad through this test , Dad will buy you whatever you want in the future.

At the same time, the hospital.

After dinner, Ye Zhe'an waited for his brother to take a bath, and talked with him for a while, and his brother fell asleep quickly.

Ye Zhe'an poured himself a glass of water, walked to the window and looked at the night scene in the distance.This city is very beautiful, but there is always an unspeakable loneliness, Ye Zhe'an feels very uncomfortable.

My younger brother's health has stabilized, and the doctor said that he will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. After discharge, as long as he takes medicine on time, pays attention to his diet, and has regular checkups, there will be no major problems.It stands to reason that the boulder in his heart has fallen, and he should be more comfortable, but on the contrary, he only feels that his heart is heavy, and sometimes he even wakes up in the middle of the night with a feeling of being out of breath.

This state has been going on for a long time. If the school hadn't organized them to have a physical examination not long ago, he would have wondered if he had a heart attack.

The phone vibrated in his pocket, Ye Zhean came back to his senses, took it out and saw that it was a message from Wen Zijie: Mr. Ye, I'm going back now, do you have anything to eat, I'll bring it for you.

Ye Zhe'an quickly returned: No, I've already had dinner, thank you.

Wen Zijie replied: OK, I will be there in 15 minutes.

Ye Zhe'an replied: Don't worry, pay attention to safety on the road.

Wen Zijie asked him for leave in the evening, saying that he had to go out for two hours because of an urgent matter. Ye Zhe'an agreed without saying a word, and asked him if he needed help. Wen Zijie refused, saying that it was just a small matter and he could solve it by himself.

Wen Zijie is a self-disciplined person, he doesn't talk much, is diligent, can endure hardships, and doesn't complain.Today's Ye Zhe'an will no longer compare him with Luo Yuan, because apart from the illusion at the beginning, he can't find any similarities, Ye Zhe'an thought, he was really bewildered at that time up.

Wen Zijie came back soon, and brought back a bowl of porridge for Ye Zhean, "This is from a health porridge shop, not a roadside stall. Mr. Ye can eat it with confidence."

Ye Zhe'an ate dinner with his younger brother. The younger brother ate lightly, and he was [-]% full after eating, and he was really hungry.

He opened the packing box, the porridge was white and moist, dotted with goji berries, red dates, and green vegetable leaves, it was really...healthy.

Ye Zhe'an doesn't care about what he eats, as long as he can eat enough, after all, life has been poor since his parents passed away, so he can't help being picky.

"Thank you." Ye Zhe'an picked up the spoon, took a bite and put it in his mouth. The taste was not bad.

"You're welcome." Wen Zijie glanced at Ye Chengxi who was on the bed, sat down on the escort chair beside the bed, and swiped his phone with his head down.

From Ye Zhe'an's point of view, he can be seen chatting on WeChat, and asked casually, "Has the matter been resolved?"

Wen Zijie looked up at him, "It's resolved, thank you Mr. Ye for your concern."

Ye Zhe'an said: "You don't have to be so polite, just call me Brother Sheng just like Chengxi."

Wen Zijie thought about it seriously, and said: "Brother Ye."

"En." Ye Zhe'an responded.

Wen Zijie didn't speak, and continued to look down at his phone. Ye Zhe'an himself was not a talkative person, so he could only continue to drink porridge when he saw people ignoring him.Then he thought of Luo Yuan, if Luo Yuan was here, with his personality, he wouldn't be so boring.

When Luo Yuan came out of the shower, Shen Siming was sitting on the bed and brushing the tablet. He wrapped the towel tightly and walked two steps towards him.

"The money has been divided into five parts and transferred to your account. Check to see if you have received it." Shen Siming raised his chin and motioned him to look at his phone.

Luo Yuan's mobile phone was in his trousers pocket, and he was wearing his trousers. He opened his bathrobe and took out his mobile phone.Shen Siming seemed to be looking at him only now, and said sarcastically, "Do you want to have sex with me in clothes?"

Luo Yuan paused, then turned on the phone, and five bank text messages from top to bottom appeared on the lock screen. He clicked on them one by one, and each text message was 200 million, a total of 1000 million, clear and clear.

There is no way out.A road has come here, if you don’t go, you have to go, and you can’t go back.

He took a deep breath and raised his hand to untie the strap of his bathrobe.