Rich green tea dressed as cannon fodder husband and wife

Chapter 1

Shen Yao died on a rainy day in June, which was his birthday.In his own words, June is an absurd month, not as hot as July, not as mild as May, only desolate, and very boring romance.

On the day Shen Yao died, the tallest glass revolving restaurant in Mingjiang City lit up all the lights for him alone, and a short film celebrating his birthday scrolled on the giant screen in the central square. The son has grown up, and half of the ladies in Mingjiang City are proud to attend Shen Yao's birthday party, but Shen Yao drank a bottle of brandy on this night, passed out among the girls, and wanted to climb up on a whim. Going to the rooftop to paint a picture in the rain, he rejected everyone’s invitation to go with him. Shen Yao drenched in the rain alone for an hour, leaving half of the painting, but stepped on the ground, and before he could react, he fell off the siren Four times, since then, his 18 years of "brilliant" life hastily came to an end.

Before Shen Yao woke up again, he only remembered that he was drunk and flew down from the rooftop, but now, the sounds around him didn't seem to be like the rooftop, and there was no sound of rain.

This kind of sound seems to have been heard in the summer when I was a child. There was a "whoosh" sound, with the dry hot wind flowing over the skin, accompanied by subtle and rhythmic sounds, something was spinning.

The rooftop...isn't it raining?

Shen Yao suddenly sat up from the bed.

He was gasping for breath, covered in sticky sweat, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, the bamboo mat under him was wet with marks, and the floor fan beside him was old for an unknown number of years, and the sound "squeaked" Yaya" rubbing his eardrums in circles, Shen Yao was blindfolded for a few seconds, staring at his fair chest and white boxer briefs in a daze.

Shen Yao got up in a daze and looked around.The room he lived in was small and very hot. In the sweltering summer, thick beige and gray curtains were drawn, half of the closet door was drooping, and the clothes inside were clumps together randomly. Roughly made brushes, colorful, some overturned, drawing boards and drawing paper squatting on the ground next to the table legs, the table is like a meeting in a dream.

Shen Yao is a painter. This skill may be possessed by every wealthy young master in his spare time, but perhaps only Shen Yao can be called "home". His perception of color, light and shadow is even better than that of famous teachers. Once sighed.

He may not be able to understand others, but he is more familiar with paints and brushes than anyone else.

The house obviously didn't belong to him, but there must have been a down-and-out, scruffy art student living in it.

Because there was a student ID card on the table - the name "Shen Yao" was miraculously written on it, as well as a blurred one-inch photo of Shen Yao.

"Class 1, Department of Oil Painting, School of Art, Mingjiang University".

Shen Yao was completely taken aback.He is indeed planning to study at Mingjiang University this year, but he is only in June, his birthday has not yet passed, and his grades have not yet come out. How could he already have a student ID card?

He crossed?

Shen Yao was researching with that student ID card, sitting down on the corner of the bed stained with paint like a young master, crossing his long thin white legs and thinking wildly, when the door of the room was kicked suddenly—— —

"Shen Yao!!!"

"exist!"

Shen Yao was taken aback, subconsciously stood up and looked back, this room was already well known for its age, and could not resist being treated so roughly, the bedroom door protested precariously, and slammed on the ground with a violent "slap" from the visitor. Raised two balls of floor dust.

Shen Yao looked out curiously. There were three men standing in the middle of the small and dilapidated living room. They were all well-proportioned and strong, and their suits were about to explode. The one who kicked the door was shorter and looked like an ordinary middle-aged man. , fair-skinned, fine-skinned and slightly stubbled, with a calm expression, looking at clothes that are either rich or expensive, Shen Yao looked at the visitor from the hair to the shirt to the belt buckle to the leather shoes at a glance, without making a sound.

It's not like someone big.

Shen Yao looked at him quietly.

"Shen Yao, why didn't you open the door when you were awake?"

Apparently the middle-aged uncle couldn't bear to kick open the door. When he saw Shen Yao himself, he straightened his sleeves and said seriously, "This is what Mr. Fu meant. It's impossible to move back, but if you need compensation, Nanting has A villa is available, I can give it to you."

"What South Court?" Shen Yao was a little strange. The biggest villa in the South Court was the Shen family's house. What was this man talking about?

"Ancestor," the middle-aged man showed helplessness, "Don't pretend to be stupid, Mr. Fu's meaning is very clear, don't you always want to divorce him?"

"What did you say?!" Shen Yao was shocked.Why did you bring up the divorce?

"..." The middle-aged man stared at him for a few seconds, his eyes turned cold, and then he glanced at him regretfully, waved his hand and said, "The Shen family has collapsed now, so don't have any illusions. Impermanence, my condolences, master. If you think these are not enough, I can't help it. After all, you are still Mr. Fu's man. With Mr. Fu's temperament, I have never seen him give anyone a villa. It is enough. "

Shen Yao froze in place. He was born with brownish-blonde hair that was fine and soft, and his eyelashes were long and thick. Under the light and shadow, the white, naked boy on the bed was as beautiful as an oil painting.

"Uncle Xu, Mr. Fu's side..." The bodyguard stepped forward and whispered.

"I know, right now." The middle-aged man called "Uncle Xu" took one last look at Shen Yao who was sitting on the bed.

Fu Mingyan is still a bit special to this "troublesome" young master.Fu Mingyan had never talked about "compensation" to anyone, but it was the first time that Fu Mingyan said the word "compensation" to Shen Yao, a young master who quickly lost his role and "fell out of favor" just because he married into the Fu family.

But this particularity is by no means outlandish.Because Shen Yao's beauty is undoubtedly worthy of anyone's special treatment of him.His beauty sometimes seemed like a luxury, as if he filled his eyes with the bright light of the sky, and stained his lips with the freshest roses.

When Fu Mingyan met him for the first time, he also sighed that he is the art of heaven.

The whole world is questioning that Shen Yao is a deadly bastard. He deserves the downfall of the Shen family. Because of the marriage, there are always people calling him a bitch and a showman behind the scenes, but no one has ever said anything about his appearance. .

People kept silent about his beauty.

Shen Yao's mind is in a mess now.

He was the young master at the top of Mingjiang City the day before, but today the Shen family "fallen" when he woke up today. Life is so magical that the young master still can't react.

"Wait, wait!! That, Uncle Xu!" Now Shen Yao was very afraid that he would be locked up in this strange and dilapidated house by himself, and he felt that the situation seemed to be out of control.He quickly called the middle-aged man who was about to leave in a hurry, "Can I, go and meet..."

"You want to see Mr. Fu?"

Shen Yao nodded hesitantly.

He felt that there was a high probability that he had time-traveled, and that he was still in a parallel world. The most urgent task now was to seize the initiative and not let others hold it.And the man in front of him can't leave this "Boss Fu" in three words, so this man must be a key person.

"Now... it's a bit difficult..." the man said, he glanced at the things on the living room table very lightly, and it only took a few tenths of a second, but Shen Yao is a young master who grew up in a man's spirit, how could he? Not knowing what it meant, he quickly went over to pick up the watch on the table. The watch was still very new and was a luxury item. Although it was a little out of place for this room, it was not even a toy for Shen Yao himself. Without hesitation, he stuffed it into the opponent's hand and looked up at the opponent: "...Uncle Xu?"

"That's fine, I'll ask for you. But Mr. Fu may not have the time." The man smiled and put the watch in his pocket.

Shen Yao nodded. He had seen this kind of person too much since he was a child, and he couldn't be more normal.He quickly entered the room and pulled on a fairly clean T-shirt and shorts, and was ready to follow.

Although Shen Yao is a young master with a golden spoon in his mouth, he has no young master's disease, and even looks a little rough in private, which may be a common problem of artists. He doesn't pursue material comfort very much, but he still understands luxury goods.

Seeing his attire, Uncle Xu smiled wryly and nodded: "Okay, let's go first. I can only deliver it to the gate of the villa for you. Mr. Fu will only be able to go back at night. I guess you will have to wait a long time. .”

"Can't you go see him directly?" Shen Yao blinked.

What is this Fu's, the spectrum is so big?

Now who dares to put such a big picture in front of Shen Yao, apart from his original biological father, I am afraid that the only person surnamed Fu is left.

But Shen Yao didn't care too much, he didn't know how to lock it when he left the dilapidated house, so he closed it at will and it was regarded as closed, anyway, even if the whole dilapidated building was moved away, Shen Yao didn't feel bad .

"Master, you have a big heart." Uncle Xu had no choice but to call the three bodyguards to go down first, and followed Shen Yao downstairs.

Shen Yao was about to shake his head when he suddenly saw a very small mirror pasted on the window edge of the door, about the size of the palm of his hand. Through the mirror, Shen Yao and himself briefly looked at each other. At the same time, there was a sudden "buzz" in his head, and a voice that did not belong to his memory poured into his mind.

"Shen Yao, the family asked you to marry Fu Mingyan to keep our family..."

"Do you like Fu Mingyan?"

"Fu Mingyan is more majestic, you don't have to be afraid of him, but you are not afraid of such an arrogant personality..."

"Ah Yao, Dad didn't come to the rescue, Mom... She cut her wrist, she is in the hospital now, the house is a mess, you..."

"Ah Yao, my sister is gone, she will go abroad for a while, take care of yourself."

"...Shen Yao, that bitch, really thinks she is some kind of golden phoenix, but it's just a pet raised by Fu Mingyan. Once the Shen family falls, look at what this bitch has to say..."

"Shen Yao, get out..."

"Shen Yao..."

"Ah!" Shen Yao woke up suddenly, and when he came back to his senses, he was covered in sweat again, his face was wet and cold, and there were two lines of tears.He vaguely saw that Uncle Xu had gone down to the stairs and looked at him.

"Master? Let's go!"

"..." Shen Yao let go of the window frame that was imprinted by himself without saying a word, lowered his head and walked down, feeling a little pain in his heart.

These voices were both familiar and unfamiliar. He could be sure that they were not the real parents and relatives in his memory, but there was also a sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart.It seems like a parallel world.Shen Yao had a headache.

The black luxury car was parked downstairs, looking like a black lion out of place in this old family area.There are many people upstairs looking down.

Standing in front of the car door, Shen Yao subconsciously waited for someone to open the door for him. He was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that he opened the car door and sat in.

It seems that his current situation is very clear.

He was married to a man named "Fu Mingyan" by the Shen family, but soon the Shen family collapsed, and he became a loner, and was kicked out by Fu Mingyan, living in such a dilapidated rented house, and barely managed to go to school .

But now, the reality that is more cruel than having no money is that Shen Yao has to squat in front of "her husband"'s villa and wait for him for three or four hours.There is no reason, and Shen Yao can't even tell why he waited for him.

Shen Yao squatted at the door, watching the exhaust fumes of Uncle Xu's luxury car driving away: "...a driver still wears such extravagant clothes, the surname Fu must not be a serious person."

He muttered something, then turned around and stared at the Fu family's villa, which was similar to the Shen's mansion he lived in before, and vaguely seemed to be a little bigger, but Shen Yao was unmoved.

"Is there anyone? Anyone who knows me come out..." Shen Yao grabbed the wrought iron gate and yelled weakly towards the garden.

"Master Shen?" A slightly old female voice asked, "Why are you here?"

"Hey, it's me, can my sister let me in?" Shen Yao's mouth was as sweet as honey.

"That can't be done, Young Master Shen, Mr. Fu told you that you are not allowed to enter the door again..." The woman seemed a little panicked, her voice fluctuated from far to near in the shade of the garden, and after a while she threw a piece of paper from the inside that seemed to be used The white paper wrapped with flowers came, and the woman's voice was a little flustered: "You sit for a while and go, don't make Mr. Fu angry."

"..." Shen Yao took the paper and smiled wryly, "Hey, the service is not bad, and I even gave the paper to pad my butt."

But as far as his pants are concerned, it doesn't make any difference whether they are padded or not.

Shen Yao looked at his not-so-clean shorts with black and white grids, so he didn't look mentally handicapped with his small body, otherwise he would be a proper wretched otaku.

It's a little better than expected. With his current reputation, at least no one spits on him.Shen Yao sat down on the steps boredly, spread the paper on the ground, dipped his fingers in the soil in the garden, and drew on the paper casually.

"My surname is Fu, I remember you...Young master, I have suffered this kind of disadvantage since I came here. I will definitely let you know when I see you..." Shen Yao murmured ferociously while writing a few words on the paper. With a few pens, he sketched a large man's face, with sunken eye sockets and protruding browbones, a very realistic wild boar nose in the center, and protruding fangs on the edge of the lips. Here comes the "handsome guy" with pig's nose and fangs.

"...The eyes are so beautiful for you, thank you for my mercy, you just..." Shen Yao said to himself, very satisfied with this surrealist work, picked it up and squinted his eyes to appreciate it carefully.

As his eyes slowly moved up, Shen Yao's smile froze suddenly.

Behind the drawing paper, there seemed to be two legs. When he was concentrating on creating, he didn't realize how long this person stood in front of him.

Take a closer look... the warm handmade leather shoes, the fabric texture of the suit pants, you can see the whole leopard at a glance, this momentum, this temperament... Shen Yao's eyes trembled, and he didn't dare to look up.

Could it be... the real master?

The author has something to say: Xinwen opened so casually, hehehe, I didn’t expect it/狗头

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