After marrying his childhood sweetheart he bent Chapter 3.2

“Hurry up.”

Wen Fan’s ears turned slightly red. Aunt Liu, watching the two of them, smiled and said, “You guys chat, I’ll go to the kitchen to prepare the dishes first.”

Wen Fan still wanted to stop her, “Aunt Liu…”

But Aunt Liu slipped away quickly.

Wen Fan sighed, “Gege, that’s enough, Shao Yisui, you’re twenty-eight, not eight.”

Shao Yisui looked at the young man’s appearance and said in his heart, don’t say twenty-eight, I will do the same thing to you even when I am thirty-eight or forty-eight.

He returned the slippers and casually scratched the soles of Wen Fan’s feet.

“Go ahead, I won’t tease you anymore.”

Wen Fan also quickly ran away.

In the kitchen, Aunt Liu had already baked the cake base. Wen Fan took a look, it was soft, fluffy, and fragrant. Seeing that time was running out, Wen Fan stopped chatting and quickly got to work.

Aunt Liu was there to help him. After watching Wen Fan boil the chocolate sauce, she went to cut the fruit.

Looking up occasionally, she saw the young man bending down to observe, seemingly dissatisfied with the thickness of the chocolate sauce, so he adjusted the temperature.

When she placed the plate next to the young man, he glanced distractedly, then smiled, “Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Liu.”

Aunt Liu smiled, “What nonsense are you talking about? This is what Aunt Liu should do.”

She really liked Wen Fan. He was handsome and had a good temper. She couldn’t find any faults with him.

She wasn’t sure if she should say it, but she felt that Mr. Shao and Wen Fan were simply made for each other.

The evening passed quickly, the night gradually enveloped, and warm lights lit up in the villa.

After preparing dinner, Aunt Liu left. The large villa was left with only Wen Fan and Shao Yisui. Shao Yisui had finished his work and had nothing to do, so he went to the kitchen to make cake with Wen Fan.

Of course, strictly speaking, it should be called mischief.

Wen Fan’s face was smeared with several pieces of cake by him, and he scolded him several times to no avail. It seemed like teasing Wen Fan was the only joy Shao Yisui had on his birthday.

Wen Fan slapped him with the decorating bag, “Shao Yisui, don’t eat the cake later.”

Shao Yisui remained unmoved, standing next to him like a supervisor.

The kitchen was filled with various sweet smells—sour and sweet from the berries, rich and sweet from the chocolate, soft and fragrant sweetness from the cake base. The young man wore a white shirt and had a beautiful smile, which seemed sweet as well.

Leaning against the kitchen counter, Shao Yisui raised an eyebrow, “What else will you I if not the cake? You?”

Wen Fan was stunned by his words, and his cheeks turned slightly pink from his ears to his neck.

After stabilizing his voice, he glared at him, “Stop talking nonsense, go wait outside.”

Shao Yisui, with a thick skin, reached out to pinch his earlobe again.

“Why are you blushing so easily? Even when I tease you like this. What will you do if there’s a girl you like in the future?”

Wen Fan blinked, and for some reason, the momentum of embarrassment on his face disappeared instantly.

Suddenly, he became calm, because of that sentence.

He lowered his gaze and continued decorating, saying, “You talk too much. Girls aren’t as talkative as you are.”

Shao Yisui followed: “You started to dislike me before you even found a girlfriend? If you find one, you will break up with me. You are heartless.”

Wen Fan couldn’t help but dip a piece of cake into the corner of his mouth.

“Stop talking and go on your way.”

“I’ll watch you do it.” Shao Yi’s skin was thicker than the city wall, and he couldn’t even drive him away.

Wen Fan simply treated him as air.

But this air person likes to find a sense of existence for himself.

“If you still want to eat, feed me another bite.”

Wen Fan argued with him and directly handed the decorating bag to his mouth.

Of course Shao Yisui didn’t want to, he teased him and chuckled: “Playing tricks?”

The man was always different in front of him and outside, and he was completely different in other people’s mouths and in Wen Fan’s eyes.

Shao Yisui had a bad temper and was a bully when he was very young. Almost all the young masters of similar age in Yuncheng’s upper class society were beaten by Shao Yisui.

When Wen Fan first met Shao Yisui when he was six years old, he was fighting. He didn’t know why, but he pushed a little fat man to the ground and beat him until he cried. Wen Fan was hiding behind Wen’s mother, looking at him without blinking.

Shao Yisui actually looks fierce, with deep and three-dimensional bones and long and narrow eyes. His appearance alone always gives people a strong sense of oppression.

It’s funny to say that in the first two years of knowing Shao Yisui, he was particularly afraid that Shao Yisui would beat him like he beat other children, so he always spoke in a low voice in front of Shao Yisui.

Every time he spoke like this, Shao Yisui pinched his little face and said he was a kitten. Wen Fan clasped his hands behind his back, as if he had made a mistake and was caught by an adult. Shao Yisui didn’t like how reserved he was, so he treated him more carefully, always having candy in his pocket, and putting one in his mouth from time to time.

Other children asked Shao Yisui for candies, and Shao Yisui kicked their backs. As long as Wen Fan stood obediently next to Shao Yisui, his pockets would be filled with all kinds of expensive imported candies.

It lasted for twenty years, until half of Yuncheng knew that Shao Yisui had him by his side.

The outside world said that Shao Yisui was tough in business and never showed mercy to others, but no one knew that Shao Yisui would run to his house after discussing the project and pester him to eat dessert together. It had become a silent understanding between them

Even now.

Shao Yisui was used to bullying him on his birthday, and he knew that Wen Fan would let him go because he was the birthday boy.

Probably very few people will have the opportunity to see Mr. Shao in this childish look.

The final decoration was quickly completed on the cake, but Shao Yisui did not step aside, still standing beside it.

Shao Yisui was much taller than Wen Fan. Wen Fan was 1.77 meters tall, but Shao Yisui was nearly 1.9 meters tall. He blocked Wen Fansui like a wall, and he couldn’t leave even if he wanted to.

Wen Fan: “Why are you so dazed? Did you become stupid because of hunger?”

Shao Yisui was indeed a little startled.

But not because of hunger, but because of hearing about food.

He initially flicked Wen Fan’s forehead and laughed at him for his tricks. But he never spoke again after that. For some reason, his eyes fell on Wen Fan’s slender and fair neck.

He heard an employee of Shao’s say before that Wen Fan looked like an artist at first glance. Shao Yisui then asked her what she thought Wen Fan did for a living, and she said she danced, like a ballet dancer.

Shao Yisui didn’t pay attention at that time, but now he suddenly thought about it and seemed to understand what she meant.

Wen Fan’s figure is very beautiful, slender, and every part of her body is exquisite and perfect. Her neck, waist, legs, ankles, and even…buttocks are also plump and round.

He just stared at the person in a daze, and didn’t react until the young man’s voice sounded in his ears.

He asked nonchalantly: “Fan Fan, do you have a girl you like?”

Wen Fan: “Huh?”

Shao Yisui then stared at his face: “Is there a girl you like?”

Wen Fan didn’t know what Shao Yisui was thinking, so he smiled and said, “Not yet. Didn’t you ask before? What’s wrong? Do you want to introduce one?”

Shao Yisui remained silent.

Because he suddenly realized that he couldn’t imagine Wen Fan marrying another girl.

The young man has a soft temper, so Shao Yisui doesn’t know what kind of girl is suitable for him.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Wen Fan was the friend he had taken care of since childhood, and he was not even willing to say a harsh word. Should he let Wen Fan marry another girl and take care of other girls?

Not only do you have to take care of others, but you also have to sleep in the same bed with others, do that kind of thing together, and become a father in the future.

Shao Yisui thought of this and felt scratchy and aggrieved. He couldn’t explain the reason for this aggrievedness.

After a long silence, he spoke again: “I haven’t found a suitable marriage partner.”

Wen Fan: “Do you want to ask someone to…”

“Fan Fan.”

Shao Yisui interrupted him and then said something that even he thought might be crazy.

“Marry me.”