BPTCMW Chapter 10

Chapter 10

 

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“Won’t.”

 

Han Yi spoke decisively, but Xia Yang was speechless.

 

When he saw the wheelchair kept at the back of the car again, he suddenly felt that he hadn’t thought about it properly.

 

Kissing, hugging and lifting up high was basic for normal people. But for a person with limited leg strength who was still sitting in a wheelchair, it might be a little impolite.

 

Especially lifting up high.

 

“Well, if you don’t know how, I don’t have time to teach you now.” Xia Yang found an innocuous reason to skip the topic, thought for a while and said, “Just adapt to the situation. I will lead, you cooperate, and we can combine and create a sweet and unparalleled couple.”

 

Han Yi: “…”

 

An hour later, the car drove into Mrs. Tang’s manor.

 

The manor occupied a vast area, with a villa on one side and a garden on the other, with rolling green hills behind it. Outside the garden was a path paved with cobblestones, with luxuriant vegetation and colorful flowers on both sides, and the elegant fragrance filled the air.

 

Coming to the door, Xia Yang naturally pushed Han Yi’s wheelchair, and hummed a love song in a low voice: “When you are old and can’t walk anymore, take a nap by the fire and recall your youth…”

 

Han Yi: “…”

 

The hot air on the top of his head sprayed all over the back of his neck. He wanted to stop Xia Yang from pushing the wheelchair for him, and also stop this unpleasant song, but he hesitated for a moment. Finally he just pursed his lips and said nothing .

 

Thinking back to the time when he injured his leg in the car accident, except for the first period when he couldn’t even stand up, almost no one helped him push the wheelchair after that.

 

He didn’t need sympathy and pity, and he didn’t want to be regarded as a “vulnerable group”. He almost refused to accept everyone’s help and care.

 

This time, let it be. To pretend to be intimate in front of his family, the partner of the agreement can be considered a special case, he thought in his heart.

 

There was still some distance from the entrance to the big villa. Xia Yang pushed Han Yi forward slowly. Outside the big villa, Mrs. Tang greeted them when she saw them: “Xiao Yi, you are back!”

 

The old woman was graceful and elegant, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. She seemed to be a very easy-going person.

 

Xia Yang smiled and introduced himself without any hesitation: “Grandma, I am Mr. Han’s wife.”

 

The corners of Han Yi’s mouth twitched slightly when he heard this, but Mrs. Tang laughed loudly. She walked over and took the young man’s hand, and looked at the granddaughter-in-law carefully: “I heard from Xiao Yi. Your name is Xia Yang, right? You look good, I heard that you’re an artist?”

 

“Yes,” Xia Yang did not deny it.

 

Mrs. Tang patted him: “It’s not easy to be in the entertainment circle, you have to have money and a backer. If you need to burn money, just tell Xiao Yi. Anyway, he won’t be able to spend all the money he earns.”

 

“!!” Xia Yang was shocked.

 

The grandma of a wealthy family just has an unusual character. As soon as they met, she urged him to burn his husband’s money!

 

Yes, he would think about it carefully…

 

After chatting for a while, the three of them entered the villa together. The servants brought pre-dinner refreshments, and the cooks were preparing dinner for tonight. Not long after, two of Han Yi’s childhood friends also arrived. One was Tang Siming, a talented actor, and the other was Liang Yue, the young owner of a major Internet company.

 

These two were also Han Yi’s only close friends.

 

“Congratulations, brother Yi. After staying single till the age of 27, the first spring of the iron tree finally came.”

 

“Brother Yi has brought back the most beautiful boy in the entertainment industry, what a blessing!”

 

Tang Siming and Liang Yue congratulated one after the other. Xia Yang was a real social butterfly, and soon became acquainted with the two of them.

 

After chatting for a while, Mrs. Tang came over and said that she would take him to the second floor for a tour. He guessed that the old woman must have something to talk to him alone, so he temporarily resigned from Han Yi’s circle of friends.

 

There were a total of 5 rooms on the second floor. Han Yi’s bedroom was on the innermost side. Mrs. Tang said that he lived here until he was 14 years old.

 

The furnishings in the room were minimal, and the two walls were made into wall bookcases. Xia Yang saw “The Wealth of Nations”, “Das Kapital”, “The History of Philosophy”, “Human Behavior” on the bookcases…all of them are books that are not translations, but original works.

 

Amazing, amazing.

 

The plastic husband had to read these when he was 14 years old. He remembered that he seemed to be watching “Little Times” and “A River of Sadness” when he was 14 years old.

 

How miserable!

 

He was talking about Han Yi. The typical unlucky kid had no childhood.

 

After the visit, Mrs. Tang pulled him to sit down on the small sofa: “Living with Xiao Yi, is it fun?”

 

Speaking of marriage, she originally wanted to find him a gentle woman as a marriage partner. It was Han Yi’s insistence that he only considered men, so she gave up her previous idea.

 

She didn’t even know when the big grandson bent.

 

Xia Yang thought of the agreement, and nodded: “Happy! Brother Xiaoyi and I fell in love at first sight. We fell in love on the first day we got together. Afterwards…you know.”

 

In order to act realistically, he deliberately lowered his head to pretend to be shy. He held his breath, and didn’t dare to take a breath until his face turned red.

 

Mrs. Tang looked at the shy rosiness on her granddaughter-in-law’s face, and opened her mouth in disbelief: “What you said…is all true?”

 

“Yeah, it’s more real than real gold.” Xia Yang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

 

Mrs. Tang observed him for a while. Although she was still puzzled about “falling in love”, a gratified smile slowly crept up her brows.

 

“This could not be better. Xiao Yi has a cold temper. He has been unwilling to get close to others since he was a child, and he is unwilling to express himself.” She sighed and frowned. “It was no different before, and I didn’t know how sad it was, but he never said it…”

 

Hearing such a description, Xia Yang couldn’t help but see the scene of Han Yi hiding under the quilt crying in the dead of night in his mind.

 

And it’s poor…

 

“Grandma, don’t worry,” he patted his chest and assured, “I will always be by Xiao Yi’s side and take care of him like my own son.”

 

Mrs. Tang: “…”

 

Mrs. Tang: “???”

 

What a weird seniority.

 

“Oh no, no,” Xia Yang reacted and quickly waved his hands, “I mean, I will do my best to give him warmth and care! This is my unshirkable responsibility.”

 

It sounded much better to say it this way. Mrs. Tang’s face was moved, and she clenched her granddaughter-in-law’s hand tightly, “Then what if Xiao Yi…what if he has to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life?”

 

“That’s okay, don’t abandon, don’t give up. The man in the wheelchair can arouse my desire to protect even more.”

 

Mrs. Tang’s eyes were red, and the corners of her mouth were trembling.

 

She felt like picking up a treasure, the granddaughter-in-law was a little angel living in the world!

 

After chatting, the two of them went downstairs to have dinner. Once in the living room, Mrs. Tang called Han Yi aside.

 

“Xiao Yi,” she couldn’t help being excited, “Xia Yang is a good boy, you have to treat him kindly. If one day I hear that you bullied him, I will never let you go lightly!”

 

Han Yi: “?”

 

Everyone was seated, and the cook served a sumptuous dinner. The crystal cups shone with silver light, shining dazzlingly, and the expensive red wine soaked in a trace of sweetness.

 

Let’s toast together and wish the couple a happy marriage for a hundred years.

 

“Brother Yi is the youngest of the three of us, right? I mean age. I really didn’t expect him to be the first to get married.” Liang Yue said.

 

“Who says it’s not!” Tang Siming also said with a smile, “Brother Yi is so cold. Everyone thought he had no affection, but he gave us a big surprise in the matter of getting married, I can only say that my sister-in-law is so charming! ”

 

Han Yi held his wine glass and said nothing, his face showed no expression. Xia Yang felt very comfortable being blown away by the rainbow fart, and he clinked glass after glass with the two of them.

 

“There is a bit of charm. But in the final analysis, brother Xiaoyi and I had a fire in our hearts and a light in our eyes, and the spark of love ignited after a little collision.”

 

Han Yi: “…”

 

Others: “Wow!”

 

Everyone couldn’t help applauding. Mrs. Tang gave the pair of “Sparks” a piece of sweet snowy bean paste.

 

The bean paste was soft and sweet, and it melted in the mouth. Xia Yang tasted it immersedly, but he didn’t realize that there were two furry heads leaning over to listen to gossip.

 

Taking advantage of Mrs. Tang’s time to go to the kitchen, Tang Siming asked him in a low voice: “Sister-in-law, how did you and Brother Xiaoyi collide? Liang Yue once wanted to collide with him, but nothing happened!”

 

“Go away, don’t mention this!” Liang Yue gave him a gouged look, and then eagerly looked at Xia Yang, “Sister-in-law, let’s talk about it! Let single dogs eat melons.”

 

Xia Yang: “…”

 

How attractive are made up things? But if they want to talk about it, he can make them up.

 

“You guys, do you really want to hear it?” He swallowed, and turned to the “collision party” beside him, “Mr. Han, can this be said?”

 

Han Yi’s dark eyes showed a sharp look: “Are you full?”

 

Enough support.

 

“I’m not full, I’m not full,” Xia Yang pinned out his subtext, and said helplessly to the melon-eating duo, “I can’t help it, brothers, let’s not talk about it. My husband is innocent, he’s ashamed to talk about this kind of topic.”

 

The melon-eating duo: “…”

 

Embarrassed, ashamed?

 

The boss Han they know didn’t seem like a shy person, unless the “sparks” collide too much.

 

But no one dared to say this, no one dared to ask. They finally got the chance to gossip about the big boss, but they could only skip it with this regret…

 

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Xia Yang ate this meal with physical and mental comfort. He seldom drank alcohol on weekdays, but he drank a few more this time because he was happy.

 

The fair face was dyed with a layer of pink and tender soft light, like peach blossom buds blooming in the sun in early spring, very beautiful.

 

However, being too drunk, he soon felt like birds were flying above his head, and seeing everything was like looking at flowers through fog.

 

Drunk.

 

He shook his hair, rubbed his hot cheeks, then turned around, and touched the person next to him with his knee.

 

“Honey, get some tea.”

 

Han Yi glanced sideways at him, caught a glimpse of his blushing cheeks and the base of his neck, paused, took the tea kettle and pushed it to his hand.

 

“Well, pour it.” Xia Yang knocked on the table, and pushed his teacup forward.

 

That posture seemed quite natural.

 

Han Yi’s complexion has become ugly: “Why should I help you?”

 

“Huh? Because I’m your wife!” Xia Yang leaned closer and exhaled. He glanced around with the last bit of reason left, and lowered his voice, “What is two-way business, eh? If I’m the only one who takes the initiative, you’ll become a scumbag. It’s not worth it, you understand.”

 

Han Yi: “…”

 

He took a breath, tightened his lips, and finally picked up the teapot and poured someone a cup.

 

The person next to him was still chattering: “Hey, hey, don’t hold the kettle too high, it’s rattling, it’s like peeing.”

 

“…” Han Yi put it down with a bang, his face was as cold as ice.

 

When Xia Yang saw it, he quickly scooped up the tea, and drank it in one gulp before this person got angry.

 

After drinking the tea and eating some fruit, he didn’t feel that his mind was sober. It seemed that the alcohol effect was even stronger.

 

Just now, the birds were just flying above the head, but now it felt like the whole room was full of fluttering big birds. Looking at Han Yi next to him, it seemed that he was not normal, and he was kowtowing to him.

 

“Pfft ha ha ha!” He smirked at the man, put his shoulders on him again, and said with a shake, “What’s the situation? Is there a time when the Ice Sculpture is flustered?”

 

“One bow to heaven and earth, two bows to the high hall, husband and wife worship each other before they can be sent to the bridal chamber.”

 

Han Yi tightened his brows, and pushed his hot hand off his shoulder. Xia Yang put it up again, and he pushed it down again, and then and again, and then and again…the push and pull were endless. The two boys next to then were dumbfounded.

 

“My God, flirting, flirting openly?”

 

“Kill the dog, kill the dog, I won’t live…”

 

“Wuwuwu.”

 

The two single dogs hugged each other and cried, and the sad tears flowed into the Pacific Ocean.

 

After dinner, Xia Yang was completely drunk.

 

Mrs. Tang went to the kitchen and brought him a bowl of honey water, and said to Han Yi, “You two should sleep with me tonight. Yangyang drank too much wine, he would get motion sickness in the car. Besides, it’s too late now. It’s still raining heavily outside.”

 

Han Yi glanced out the window, hesitated for a while, and finally nodded. He then called the housekeeper to help Xia Yang upstairs to the guest room.

 

Tang Siming and Liang Yue were also preparing to leave. Mrs. Tang arranged for a driver to send them off so that Han Yi could also rest early.

 

Leaving the living room and going up to the second floor, the wheelchair slid across the thick carpet in the corridor and slowly drove towards the door of his bedroom.

 

The bedroom door was ajar, and there was light inside. As soon as he opened the door, he could faintly smell alcohol.

 

Han Yi: “?”

 

With doubts, he drove the wheelchair and continued to move in. When he was approaching the bed, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

 

There was someone on the bed.

 

The quilt had obviously been moved, and a person was wrapped in it forming a big lump.

 

Messy coats and pants were thrown on the ground, and a sock was hanging on the lamp beside the bed.

 

Han Yi: “…”

 

Han Yi: “…”

 

His face was dark and his eyelids twitched. He stepped forward and pulled the quilt vigorously a few times, and saw the human-shaped silkworm cocoon inside showing a head to him.

 

It was Xia Yang!

 

The young man had a small white face, slightly parted red lips, crow-feather eyelashes casting a small shadow on the lower eyelid, sleeping beautifully and peacefully.

 

But Han Yi didn’t think he was beautiful at all. Since he was a child, he had never slept in the same bed as anyone else.

 

“Get up, go to sleep next door.” With his head depressed, he pushed Xia Yang who was still soundly asleep.

 

The young man opened his eyes slightly, rolled his eyes, and then closed them again.

 

Han Yi was speechless, and was about to stretch out his hand to pull him. At that moment, Xia Yang slammed the pillow heavily, outraged.

 

“Bold and unreasonable, dare to be rude to me. Believe it or not, I will serve you with a stick, so that you won’t be able to get out of bed!”

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