The contract is not yet complete

Zhou Yi and Han Zhen's performance that night was not satisfactory.

During the event, the two were far apart. Han Zhen was expressionless so he couldn't say anything, but the commercial smile that was always on the face of Mrs. Zhou was gone. The crowd watching the play said that the plot was wrong. , One after another asked the unscrupulous director Bao Mingzhang to refund the ticket.

On the contrary, Young Master Min, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, said a word of conscience. This person carefully observed the expressions of the two people for a long time. He nodded the table and whispered, "Why are you so anxious? You don't even look at it now. , how do you know if they hooked up tonight?"

"Cut!" Naturally, no one was interested in the unseen scene, but it was Min Pei who made a promise. At ten o'clock in the evening, just as Han Zhen opened the door of the cloakroom, someone knocked on the hidden door in front of him. up.

Zhou Yi's voice sounded from the other end, muffled, with a hint of impatience in it, more resignation to fate.

"Han Zhen, we need to talk."

The light was dim, and there was only a small yellow warm lamp in this small cloakroom. Han Zhen opened the door, and at the other end, Zhou Yi was leaning against the door with his arms folded. When he saw the door opened, the other party kept staring at the ground, He didn't even give himself a look.

"Where's the wine?"

Young Master Han asked.

After hearing this sentence, Zhou Yi looked over, his eyes clearly expressed his opinion on the sentence just now, Han Zhen stared into the eyes of Young Master Zhou, with a calm tone, "We have met again for so long, it is rare to have a chance to have a good chat Chat. That bottle of wine is so good, drink it, it’s a pity to keep it.”

The wine was still opened.

But the scene was not what Bao Mingzhang imagined. Young Master Zhou didn't hold the wine bottle to perform his acting skills, nor did he use the crystal clear wine red liquid inside to charm anyone. They simply poured two glasses out, Even the work of sobering up was not done properly.

"You want to talk about..."

"Let's have a truce."

"...I didn't start the war," Han Zhen took a sip of his wine, which was still a bit astringent before he sobered up. He pushed the glass a little farther away, looked at Young Master Tuesday who was standing by the table, and said yes He wants to drink, but Zhou Yi doesn't seem to have this idea.

"I don't want to start a war either. I'm just used to the feeling of being in control of the overall situation. But after I signed the contract, I felt something was wrong."

When Zhou Yi said this, he wrinkled his nose slightly, and shrugged his nose like a newborn rabbit. The content of this person's conversation was sophisticated, but this subconscious movement was a little cute.

Han Zhen's eyes fell on the empty wine glass, and he raised his eyebrows.

Zhou Yi immediately leaned over and poured himself a glass of wine.

The red wine exudes a charming fragrance, and the liquid level just stops at a third of the red wine glass. "I'll toast you first," Zhou Yi muttered before drinking. Take precautions.

Young Master Tuesday raised his head and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp. In the process, the other party's eyes fell on Han Zhen the whole time.

"I just made a small mistake, Young Master Han," Zhou Yi put the wine glass on the table, not a single drop was left in it, his posture was full of defense, Han Zhen was not sure whether to help the other party get another glass now, but Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi picked up the bottle by himself.

"The reason why it's wrong is that when we signed the contract before, there was one thing that was very vague."

"I don't recall me hiding anything."

Han Zhen raised his hand to stop Zhou Yi from pouring too much wine. He stared at the other's slender fingers. The red wine dripped down along the mouth of the bottle. Slowly push the red wine bottle back to its original place, "The contract says very clearly, I will help you get the part you deserve from the Zhou family, and I need you to help me put on a show."

"Well, you said."

"The problem lies in this scene." Zhou Yi supported the table and put the wine bottle aside, "Let's have a heart-to-heart chat, because I'm tired, Han Zhen, this kind of life of acting all the time has already made me feel tired. I feel tired, I have to be wary of those people outside Zhou Li, and I must always pay attention to the distance from you..."

Young Master Han didn't speak, he just stared at Zhou Yi expressionlessly, as if the other party had just told a joke.

"..." Tue Shao was tongue-tied, he knew that no matter how much he complained, he would not be able to fool the other party, the man couldn't help but pursed his lips, "Yes, I was wrong at the beginning, I shouldn't have played tricks on you."

"You didn't bully me, it was just that you hid part of it from me at the beginning, you didn't tell me about the internal situation of your family."

Zhou Yi tilted his head slightly after hearing this, as if chuckling. He was condescending, staring at Han Zhen, and the light was dim. Such behavior would undoubtedly put great pressure on Han Zhen who was sitting below. Feeling, Han Shao took another sip of his wine, "You think I'm hiding it too."

"Because my surname is Zhou and your surname is Han!"

The voice of Shao Shao on Tuesday was a little louder, "You asked me to chase you within three years, what's the point of this matter? We are married, and we are going to divorce when the three-year contract expires. Tell me what is the point of these three years , everyone watched me chase you, then what?"

"You want the Zhou family." Han Zhen's voice was a little soft when he said this.

"Let's be clear, what I want is the part of the Zhou family that belongs to me," Zhou Yi was a little impatient, and it seemed that he was really drunk. Han Zhen put down his glass and looked up. The person in front of him controlled his tone and spoke word for word.

"And I want to get my part in a dignified manner!"

"Leaving aside the smoky internal struggles in your Zhou family, what do you think is the main purpose of our family's repayment? You ask me what the past three years are for," Han Zhen nodded on the table, calmly, "Sit down , They all said that we should have a good chat, you are tired even standing up."

Zhou Yi took a step back and rubbed his forehead, while Han Zhen quietly looked at the degree and year of the red wine on the bottle. On Tuesday, he was a little less sympathetic, and the man glanced at him, and opened the seat opposite him.

"I just know that your family wants to repay our kindness and help our family or something," the voice was full of anger. The last time Zhou Yi went to see his father, he was forcibly arranged for a marriage without finishing a sentence. How could he Interested to find out what's going on.

"Do you know the phrase "The grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring?"

Zhou Yi looked over. If Han Zhen smoked, he felt that the other party would have started smoking by now. The young master Han, who was always calm on weekdays, frowned slightly.

"Our family believes that the Zhou family helped the misty Han family ten years ago. Ten years later, your family encountered a catastrophe. The eldest son of the Han family married the Zhou family's son, and by the way, saved the Zhou family. The spring will report."

"..."

Zhou Yi started to have a headache, he propped his forehead, "There are many ways to repay your kindness, Han Zhen."

"There are indeed many ways to repay kindness. In this era, I have countless more perfect and considerate ways to complete this matter." Han Zhen took another sip of wine, "Support a Zhou family, support is support, but If I were to do it in the most absurd and self-deprecating way..."

The man put down his wine glass and stared at himself, and after a long time he spoke slowly, "So I will ask, why is this matter about me, why does this matter have to fall on me?"

Zhou Yi really felt drunk. At that moment, he felt that his heart was weightless for a moment. On Tuesday, he pulled the chair a little farther away, and the distance between the two of them opened again. He glanced at Han Zhen and chuckled, "Because your surname is Han. ?”

The day when the contract was signed was actually the day when they had just received their marriage certificate. Zhou Yi had an extremely difficult time. His ex-fiancée Zhao Xuexue had just divorced, and Zhao Wu from the company was chasing him and wanted him to go back to bear the heat. Due to the failure of solid solution, Lao Xiao changed the technical plan and was in a hurry to ask people to go to the construction site to maintain order.

Zhou Yi was in such a state of desperation that he didn't know how many calls he answered in a day. When Han Zhen made this request, the second fox Yi from Longcheng didn't have time to make calculations. It was as if he had grasped the last straw around him.

Yi Erhu used Han Zhen's strength to struggle to break free from the endless tedious things, and when he finally took a breath and breathed a sigh of relief, he realized the abnormal point in the contract.

"Come on, Han Zhen, don't be naive." Comparing his heart to heart, this may be the most sincere time Zhou Yi said to Han Zhen after the reunion, "Your surname is Han, this matter determines many things."

The person on the opposite side kept tapping his fingers on the table. After thinking for a long time, Han Zhen asked a very realistic question, "Do you think my surname is lucky?"

Zhou Yi pursed his lips. Han Zhen's scar spanned the entire right eye, which looked extremely dangerous. It was the Han family who made Han Zhen bear the knife, and it was the Han family who prevented the other party from forgetting the scar.

""Three years was indeed a play, the man stared at himself, and after a long time he said slowly, "Because what I want is dignity."

Zhou Yi would have laughed out loud after hearing this answer 3 minutes ago. Now that the alcohol is hurting his brain, for the first time, Zhou Yi felt that what Han Zhen said was not ridiculous. He picked up the wine glass again. It was so bitter just now, when Master Zhou raised the cup up, Han Zhen reached out and touched the bottom of the cup.

"Drink slowly, don't get drunk before I finish talking."

"Don't worry, I'm going to drink a little more to calm the shock," Zhou Yi smiled, and he asked back, "Dignity, what's the use of dignity, can dignity be eaten?"

On the other side, Han Zhen remained silent, and the man shook his glass slightly to signal Yi Zhou Yi to wait, if he wanted to drink, he might as well raise his glass to have a drink with him.

"The answer is this, but you don't know it now, and you don't understand it. In life, some decisions are made and you can't go back on them. Some decisions are even taken forever. If I have a lover and children in the future, How will I explain my marriage to them then?"

The two looked at each other for a long time, Han Zhen frowned, "Tell them, their husbands and fathers let themselves enter the palace of marriage for some reason? Tell them that Han Zhen gave up my belief and persistence for some reason Everything, because of some resistance?"

So Han Zhen, you paid such a high price for nothing more than to whitewash the peace and let others know that there is love in this marriage. Zhou Zhou was thinking about all these things. He hasn't drunk for a long time, but he still nodded. He is very sober on weekdays. At this moment, Young Master Tuesday was dazzled by Han Zhen's innocence and childishness.

He felt as if he had been persuaded a little.

"Don't worry, I probably won't understand it in my life, and I won't reach your height, but you, do you think it's fun to deceive yourself like this?" Tueshao asked tentatively, "What's the script?"

Han Zhen smiled without saying a word.

They still hide a lot from each other.

Master fights, master fights, comfort yourself on Tuesday, you have been struggling with Han Zhen for so long, have you ever gained the upper hand, but Zhou Yi has suffered a lot these years, honed in his kind of family, How could there be such a naive and ridiculous idea like Han Zhen.

He held his glass and leaned back, stared at the man opposite him on Tuesday and remained silent. If Han Zhen really did it because of what he said, just because of 'dignity', then he himself who has been with this guy for a whole few months Should I laugh or cry?

"Succeed, it's a truce. After drinking this glass of wine, the truce will be over. From now on, follow your script."

On Tuesday, Young Master took the initiative to raise his wine glass, and he really came from a wealthy family in Jincheng. Even if he has reached the position of Han Zhen, when it comes to marriage, he still seems to have a kind of ignorance and dreams for no reason.

Before drinking, Zhou Yi still asked in disbelief, "Dignity?"

Han Zhen nodded, with a firm tone, "It's dignity."

"Success, in the matter of fake marriages and contracts... I am doing it for the benefit of reality," Zhou Yi concluded, "and you are doing it for the dignity of romance."

Han Zhen was taken aback, muttered to himself, and repeated, "romantic dignity."

The air became quiet again. The two faced each other and pondered for a long time. Finally, Han Zhen raised his head and smiled slightly. Zhou Yi raised the corner of his mouth, and the two handed out the wine glass. The glass touched lightly, making a crisp sound.

The wine-red liquid swayed slightly in the glass.

"Respect for your practical interests," Han Zhen was satisfied with the wine, he paused, "and my romantic love."