Chapter 67 New Year's Gift
When Shi Yin said this to coax him, Han Zhan's depression disappeared for the most part.
She also said she had prepared a New Year's gift for him.
It was not prepared at the last minute because he was in a bad mood, but was prepared at the end of last month.
This undoubtedly gave Han Zhan a ray of bright sunshine, and he was so happy that he almost dropped the half-eaten rabbit apple in his hand. After holding on for a few seconds, Han Er maintained the sullen expression on his face, stood up and followed Shi Yin's pace, and on the way out, he didn't forget to finish the apple his wife had peeled for him.
…
The study is not close to the master bedroom.
Walk for two or three minutes.
Hundreds of gift ideas flashed through Han Zhan's mind. Perhaps a Patek Philippe watch, like she had given Ms. Bai (Han's mother) for her fiftieth birthday. Or perhaps, like most people, cufflinks or a men's razor?
No matter what you give.
Han Zhan was very satisfied that she had this intention.
When he arrived at the cloakroom and saw the boxy gift box with the Shi family logo on the high cabinet, Han Zhan was still stunned. He stared at it for a few seconds, as if he had guessed what was inside, but he couldn't believe it.
"I'm in charge of designing the second series of products for Shi's New Year project. I was planning to submit the final drafts, but while meeting with colleagues from other departments, I happened to see you playing in the snow with Ah Xiu."
"It was a sunny day with snow falling heavily. You were wearing a black coat. The white snowflakes falling on your black body suddenly aroused my inspiration, and that's how I came up with the hand-drawn line drawing of the modified Zhongshan suit."
Shi Yin said.
Untie the pink and blue gift string and open the gift lid.
The brand new clothes were completely filled in Han Zhan's dark eyes, confirming his guess. However, he frowned and looked at the woman in front of him with complicated eyes. His throat was slightly choked and he didn't utter a word for a long time.
The collar is embroidered with green bamboo.
Isn’t it a metaphor for Song Sinian?
But she said that this suit was inspired by Han Zhan and was created because of him.
Shi Yin noticed Han Er's silence. She took it as a reflection of his bad mood and didn't ask why he didn't speak. Instead, she continued, "I asked Uncle Han about your clothing size. I sent the line drawings of the clothes to the employees in the product department and also sent them your size chart so they could make the first set of samples."
"After the clothes were patterned and I took a few pictures to put on the official website, I asked for them. I don't know if you like this style of clothes--"
"like."
He answered very quickly.
The last syllable of Shi Yin's previous sentence was still on her lips, so fast that she was stunned for a moment.
Han Zhan seemed to have noticed it himself, and quickly added, "I'm not picky about food, clothing, and daily expenses."
"That's good." Shi Yin nodded, put down the lid of the gift box in her hand, and said, "Would you like to try it on now?"
"You can try."
"Well, then you change, I'll go out and wait."
Shi Yin left the cloakroom.
Close the door.
Watching her disappear, Han Zhan strode to the tall cabinet and carefully examined the clothes in the gift box. He took out his phone, took several photos, and immediately sent them to Lu Cheng.
Lu Cheng: “?”
Han Zhan typed quickly, "This is a gift from Shi Yin."
On the phone.
Looking at this brief seven-word reply, Lu Cheng could almost picture Han Er's smug, smug look. If humans could grow tails, Han Zhan would have a long, furry tail, wagging constantly.
Lu Cheng: "Congratulations, Second Young Master."
The other party sent a transfer.
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Han Zhan: "I'm in a good mood, so I'll give you a New Year's red envelope in advance."
Lu Cheng: "(Long live the emperor) /kneeling cat emoji/"
After sending this expression, the other party did not reply. It was obvious that the second young master Han must have gone to try on clothes. Lu Cheng stared at the chat box for a long time, and smiled silently.
When they were leaving Beishan Villa, Shi Yin took the initiative to find him and asked if he and Han Zhan had encountered any trouble when they went out, which caused Han Er, who was always talkative and humorous, to get out of the car with a sullen face.
In Lu Cheng's memory, apart from the housekeeper Uncle Han, no one cared about Han Zhan, let alone whether he was happy or not, as close as the Han couple and as distant as people in and outside the circle.
Shi Yin is the first one.
At that moment, Lu Cheng suddenly seemed to understand why Han Er, who was not interested in anything, would be so self-indulgent as to think that Shi Yin had feelings for him. Because she was truly gentle, paying close attention to the emotions of those around her, caring about their every little detail, even if this person was just living under the same roof with her and was just a contract husband who was brought together for profit.
That's why.
Lu Cheng told a little lie.
It is said that Han Zhan has a strong psychological endurance and can heal himself even if attacked. As expected, Shi Yin went to comfort him, and he was coaxed into a sunny mood by her.
As friends for many years.
Lu Cheng hopes that every day in the future can be as joyful as this moment.
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New Year’s Eve.
The housekeeper prepared firecrackers.
Han Zhan and Shi Yin stood under the large red lantern at the door. When the fuse was lit, he bent down and covered her ears. The sound of firecrackers kicked off the New Year's reunion. Afterwards, the two of them hung the small lantern at the door together. Han Er finally stopped being clumsy, and Shi Yin didn't get so angry that she ran to tell the housekeeper about it.
The servants had the afternoon off.
Shi Yin, Han Zhan, and the housekeeper were the only ones left in the huge villa. The three of them sat around the European-style square table in the dining room, preparing the meat filling and making dumplings. Shi Yin's almond-shaped eyes widened slightly as she watched the delicate fishtail dumplings emerge from Han Zhan's hands.
The housekeeper smiled and said, "Madam, my husband has been helping me prepare the New Year's Eve dinner since he was little. He could already make dumplings when he was five or six years old."
Han Zhan threw her a wink.
As if to say:
"Is my husband amazing?"
Shi Yin: “…”
She also learned bad habits from him. When he was proud, she wanted to poke him in the back: "You have learned how to make dumplings, but why haven't you learned how to paste couplets and cut window paper-cuts?"
Han Zhan shut up.
She winked at the housekeeper, but the old man didn't notice and was busy replying to Shi Yin: "When the master was a child, he fell off a chair while pasting couplets and cut his finger while cutting paper-cuts. He ran to me and cried loudly, saying that he never wanted to post couplets or cut paper-cuts again."
The housekeeper's words were very vivid.
Shi Yin seemed to have seen the scene of little Han Zhan crying loudly while holding his bleeding little finger. She couldn't help but laugh, and Uncle Han laughed too. Han Er, who was sitting opposite, pinched the half-formed fishtail dumpling in his hand and glanced under the table below, wanting to crawl in immediately.
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At night.
The three of them sat on the carpet in the warm living room.
In the middle are playing cards.
Each person had a different number of paper strips stuck to their cheeks.
Time passed quickly, and before Shi Yin noticed, the New Year's bell rang in the early morning. Han Zhan immediately put down the cards in his hand and extended his hand to the butler: "Uncle Han, Happy New Year."
He gave Shi Yin a look.
Although I don’t understand.
She still imitated him and said, "Uncle Han, may everything go well for you in the new year."
The housekeeper smiled and took out two golden red envelopes from his pocket, giving them to Shi Yin and Han Zhan respectively. He stood up and left the living room, saying cheerfully as he left, "Sir and Madam, I'll go get the fireworks."
Shi Yin plans to go and help.
Just getting ready.
Han Zhan beside him suddenly said: "Wife, say a happy New Year to me, and I will give you a red envelope too."
Hearing this, Shi Yin stopped getting up. Saying a congratulatory message could earn you a red envelope. Anyone would take advantage of such a good opportunity, including Shi Yin. She looked at him and thought of a blessing she thought was good: "Han Zhan, I hope you will be happy and healthy in the new year."
The words fell.
Han Zhan took out his red envelope.
Unlike the ordinary small rectangular red envelopes, the one in his hand was particularly large, as big as an A4 paper. When he handed it to Shi Yin, she was completely shocked.
Heavy.
There seems to be files inside.
Shi Yin glanced up at him, and at his raised eyebrow, she opened the red envelope. The moment she pulled the paper out, the bold words at the top caught her eye: "Shi's Share Transfer Agreement."
It was the 7% original shares given to him by all the shareholders of Shi Group.
He transferred it to her.
No wonder.
While he was injured and hospitalized, Shi Yin once went into the ward and met with a lawyer. She was wondering what Han Zhan had encountered that required him to hire a lawyer. It turned out that he was transferring shares.
Shi Yin was stunned for a long time.
At this time, the roar of fireworks rising into the sky was heard outside the window.
Along with the flames came Han Zhan's magnetic voice. He said, "Wife, next year's New Year's Eve, will we spend it together?"
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