Chapter 45 Mr. Fu, what a coincidence

Fu Yian had no choice but to turn his head and look at the painting on the side.

The two men with their upper bodies naked looked at each other lovingly.

Fu Yian: …

Art, this is all art.

He comforted himself expressionlessly.

This is a world of stallion literature, there is no way anyone can be gay.

Even if he is from another world, he will not be interested in men.

These are nothing more than products of the world consciousness's own logic.

After Fu Yian thought about this, he felt much better.

When I look at these paintings again, I can keep a normal mind.

If you look closely, you will find that most of the paintings here are of men and women, but because he pays too much attention to special things, he only notices people of the same sex.

After all, the protagonist has so many women in the plot that it is impossible for him to be interested in men.

They went to the exhibition together just to develop their hobbies together.

Fu Yian convinced himself in his heart.

Yu Chengmin keenly noticed the softening of Fu Yian's attitude.

He was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that his brother could actually accept this method.

While Fu Yi'an was not paying attention, Yu Cheng lowered his head and sent a message to Jiao Xian.

"Is the beach ready?"

Jiao Xian replied immediately: "Of course, they are all specially trained actors, there will be absolutely no difference."

Jiao Xian, who is far away in the United States, helps the situation remotely for his boss's love cause.

Yu Cheng walked to Fu Yian and said, "Brother."

Fu Yian turned his head to look at him with a puzzled look.

"There's a beach not far away. There are bars and restaurants there. Do you want to go there?"

Fu Yian nodded a little faster than usual.

"Walk."

He said it very bluntly.

Even though this was all art, he was feeling a bit physically ill.

He could never imagine that he would do such an intimate thing with someone else.

*

Yu Cheng naturally took Fu Yian's hand and took him back to the car.

Fu Yian lowered his head, looked at his tightly held hands, and thought of the scenes he had just seen, feeling a little strange.

Yu Cheng, who was walking in front, tilted his head slightly, with a smile in his clear eyes: "Brother, does this look like the way you held my hand when I was a kid?"

Following his words, Fu Yian recalled the past.

He remembered that Yu Cheng was very timid when he first came to the Fu family.

Fu Yian had never taken care of a child before. When he first arrived, he took Yu Cheng for a walk around the huge house.

He was carrying a child who was not even as tall as his shoulders, and he would slow down from time to time to wait for him.

I will also slowly introduce the servants and rooms in the house to him.

Fu Yian looked at Yu Cheng, who was now half a head taller than him, and felt a little depressed.

How come it grows so fast?

"My brother is so good to me, I will be even better to him in the future."

Fu Yian glanced at him and said, "For example, you also hold my hand when I walk?"

Yu Cheng held his hand tighter.

"What if you let go and the person disappears?"

Fu Yian thought he was just being coquettish and let him hold her.

He really liked Yu Cheng's dependence on him.

*

The bar is located in a small town on the coast of Naples.

It is called a bar, but in fact it is a whole hotel.

There are rooms above the bar. You can see the blue sea when you open the window. The scenery is great.

Many people who come to Naples on business choose this place.

There is a small stage in the corner of the bar.

At this moment someone is playing a soft piano tune on it.

There weren't many people inside, just a few sitting in the booths near the bar, and the atmosphere was quiet.

Fu Yian ordered a glass of the famous lemonade here and sat down to chat with Yu Cheng.

"I came here to discuss business before, and I saw that this hotel was good, so I bought it."

Fu Yian never asked in detail about the specific profits of the companies owned by Yu Cheng.

But he could also guess that it would be easy to buy a small hotel.

The two chatted for a few sentences, and suddenly two men sat down at the next booth.

The privacy of the bar is actually very good, and the distance between the booths is large.

But Fu Yian still noticed it.

They seemed to be a same-sex couple.

After sitting down, he kissed the person next to him fiercely before even ordering any drinks.

Fu Yian withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

Foreign countries are still too open.

Yu Cheng suddenly asked, "Will my brother get married in the future?"

Fu Yian was stunned and thought seriously: "If I meet the right person, I probably will."

But the right one is so hard to find.

He is already 27 years old. Don’t many people say that if you don’t fall in love when you are in college, it will be difficult to fall in love in the future?

With Fu Yian's current experience, it is impossible for him to meet a lover who can understand him.

Even if I get married, I will just find a suitable person, treat each other with respect, so that my future life will not be lonely.

Yu Cheng clenched his hands under the table, but there was still a gentle smile on his face.

"What kind of person will my brother look for?"

Fu Yian had never thought about this question, but since Yu Cheng asked him, he tried to think about it: "A gentle and well-behaved girl."

Yu Cheng smiled and asked, "Do you think I am gentle and well-behaved?"

Fu Yian: “…”

"What are you looking for?"

Yu Cheng asked again: "Am I not gentle?"

Fu Yian was helpless: "When she's not looking for trouble, she's quite well-behaved and gentle."

But that is rarely the case.

Yu Cheng turned around and sat next to Fu Yian, squeezing together with him.

"Is it me, Wen Rou, or my brother's secretary Meng Wen Rou?"

Fu Yian was puzzled. Didn't Yu Cheng like Meng Qingqing? Why was he compared with her?

"You are not a girl, how can you compare?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Cheng's eyes darkened.

Girls, girls.

Is gender so important?

Just as Yu Cheng's face became increasingly gloomy, a slightly surprised voice was heard.

"Mr. Fu? What a coincidence."

The man in the black suit stood beside the two of them, his voice filled with obvious joy.

He was holding a wine glass in his hand, obviously coming here to find a seat.

Huo Ji glanced at Yu Cheng who was sitting next to Fu Yian, and a flash of hostility passed through his eyes.

"If there's no one across the street, can I sit here?"