TRMLCM Chapter 113

Chapter 113: Familial Sponsorship (End)

Chapter 113: Familial Sponsorship (End)

The New Year’s Eve countdown was spent in bed, watching the fireworks suddenly light up outside the window, like a rooster crowing, the entire sky illuminated.

Shen Chang’an was only momentarily lost in thought when he felt a sharp bite on the tip of his nose. He couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose, a hint of embarrassed annoyance flashing in his eyes, but it dissipated in the next second amidst the tossing and turning.

“…Not focused.”

A low, magnetic voice sounded casually, carrying a hoarse, sensual quality imbued with intense desire.

The bedside lamp glowed dimly, and Shen Chang’an’s eyes were hazy, not even hearing what he was saying. He only saw a glistening bead of sweat rolling down from his forehead, evaporating instantly upon touching his scalding body, disappearing without a trace.

Perhaps not hearing his reply, Cheng Yi’s eyes darkened.

His muddled mind was abruptly jolted back to awareness. Looking into Cheng Yi’s dark, fiery black eyes, he only felt an extreme sexiness, as if bewitched. His hands, weak and feeble, struggled to prop himself up, trembling as he straightened his back.

His delicate and radiant face was flushed, a hint of unaccustomed surprise flashing momentarily. Regaining himself, he rubbed his burning cheek against Cheng Yi’s slightly cool neck, sighing contentedly.

“…Happy New Year!”

“Happy New Year.”

What followed was an even deeper sea of desire. Amidst the crashing waves, the lone little wooden boat trembled, a helpless piece of flotsam with no shore in sight.

…

They were far too indulgent last night, exerting themselves too fiercely. On the first day of the New Year, Shen Chang’an almost couldn’t get out of bed.

Not having rested well and feeling unwell, his face was gloomy, and he looked listless. No matter how Cheng Yi coaxed him, he didn’t give him a good look.

Many fans had sent him New Year’s greetings on his phone right on the dot. Shen Chang’an drooped his eyelids, sitting on the sofa and slowly replying, his drowsy eyes clearing up a little.

Cheng Yi showed no sign of remorse, only heartache in his eyes. He was truly worried about Shen Chang’an’s health. He brought over a bowl of porridge and handed it to him, coaxing in a low voice, “An An, how about we go over tonight? You should sleep a little more.”

As for how angry he was, not really. After all, indulgence was a shared thing, and the reason he was like this now was that he himself couldn’t bear to reject Cheng Yi.

Shen Chang’an ate some porridge to line his stomach, and only then did some rosy blood return to his pale face. He put down the spoon, shook his head slightly, and said with a slight smile in his cool voice.

“Who visits on New Year’s evening? I’m fine.”

Cheng Yi wanted to say that his parents weren’t so particular, but unable to dissuade him, he grabbed the keys and acted as the driver.

Arriving at the Cheng family villa, the two walked in hand in hand.

There were no guests on the first day of the New Year. The Cheng family had a day of leisure, and the three people in the house were leisurely doing their own things in the living room. Seeing them return, the house suddenly became lively.

Seeing the dark circles under Shen Chang’an’s eyes, Qin Yun glared fiercely at Cheng Yi, and at the sight of Cheng Yi’s imploring gestures, told Shen Chang’an to go to Cheng Yi’s room to rest.

Feeling the concern in her eyes, Shen Chang’an lowered his eyes and did not refuse.

In the days that followed, they brought Berber over and slept together in the Cheng family villa.

From the second to the fifth day of the New Year, a continuous stream of people coming to pay their respects noticed this cool and unfamiliar face, especially with the Cheng family’s second young master acting so intimately with him. They were all a little confused and subtly probed Cheng Fu’s attitude when conversing with him.

Cheng Fu laughed heartily on the surface, but hesitant in his heart, still affirmed Shen Chang’an’s status.

Seeing the constantly surprised looks on those people’s faces, Cheng Fu was like an old imp who had found some amusement, wearing a smile and tirelessly, kindly explaining to them.

In less than a day, all the prominent families in City S knew that the Cheng family’s second young master had found a boyfriend. Except for one or two insiders, everyone was shocked.

The Cheng second young master’s pursuers were heartbroken all over the floor.

…

On the eighth day of the New Year, they took their identity cards and household registers to the notary office.

A designated guardianship refers to an adult with full civil capacity determining their guardian through a written agreement so that the guardian can handle matters on their behalf in the future when they lose or partially lose their civil capacity.

This system aims to respect individual will and protect their rights.

At 2,200 Yin Coin per copy, the designated guardianship was more expensive than a marriage certificate, but it was the strongest guarantee of their love, a “marriage certificate” belonging to their love.

Shen Chang’an’s thin household register finally had family members with legal significance from then on.

…

Holding the newly minted red book, they walked out of the notary office. The warm sun of early spring was bright, and the early spring peach and pear blossoms on the roadside sprouted tender buds. Everything was developing towards a beautiful and thriving direction.

“An An.”

Shen Chang’an was looking at the dashing signature on the notarial certificate, and when he heard him call him, he faintly raised his eyes. With a “click,” a photo was taken.

This was Cheng Yi’s new hobby lately, documenting life.

To be precise, it was documenting life about Shen Chang’an.

Just relying on the videos he posted during the New Year, the fans on his Yin Fu account had surged to more than 200,000. The video of Shen Chang’an petting a cat in a hanging chair in the flower room, posted the day before yesterday, had more than 300,000 likes and was still rising. The comments section was filled with fans screaming and crying for more.

Shen Chang’an also indulged him, sometimes cooperating with him to take pictures.

Waiting for a few seconds to confirm that he had finished taking the picture, “Where are we going now?”

Cheng Yi checked the photos and casually put his phone back in his pocket. He thought for a moment and said slowly, “Dad said that my brother is going on blind dates. The company isn’t at ease without someone watching him, so he wants me to go to the company this year.”

Cheng Fu’s original words: You have a partner, but your sister-in-law doesn’t even have a shadow yet. She’s already thirty years old and not in a hurry at all, blah blah blah. You should be sensible too. Come to the company with me after the New Year.

Shen Chang’an nodded. Cheng Hua’s marriage was indeed a concern for Cheng Fu. After the third day of the New Year, Cheng Hua was arranged to start going on blind dates with those rich ladies. Cheng Fu now wished he would fall in love at first sight, be enamored at second sight, and get married at third sight, fearing any more accidents.

“An An, let’s get married abroad first.”

“Okay.”

“Then, let’s go on a world tour.”

“Huh?”

Shen Chang’an blinked his confused eyes, “Didn’t you say…”

Cheng Yi smiled mysteriously, and his slender hand suddenly reached out from his pocket, his index finger and middle finger holding a gilded black card, shimmering in the sunlight.

His black eyes sparkled, and he said with a chuckle, “Big Brother’s familial sponsorship, you know.”

Shen Chang’an was stunned, and when he realized that he was teasing him, he didn’t mind. He just chuckled and smiled, his clear eyes shimmering like moonlight, and he could already imagine Cheng Fu jumping up in anger.

These two brothers were both more of a headache than the other.

“Going or not?”

“Going!”

Resolute and sonorous.

Thus, the Cheng family had a third rebellious child.

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