Shen Yannian could not let that go when he heard it, and immediately filed a protest on the spot.
"Darling, you have to understand me. I am already thirty this year, and I only have you. I've just tasted this joy, so it's inevitable that I won't be able to control myself."
Su Cimu didn't believe a single word of Shen Yannian's nonsense.
"Don't try to fool me. I saw it on the news before-didn't you have a boyfriend when you were abroad? You only broke up when you returned to China to take over the Shen Group. Don't take this young master for a fool!"
Su Cimu glared angrily at Shen Yannian. He was actually still lying to him; it was simply detestable!
"What boyfriend? There's no such thing."
"You're lying!"
"I have no reason to lie, do I? I, Shen Yannian, am not the type to hide it if I've been in a relationship. If there isn't one, there isn't one, and I won't deceive you," Shen Yannian explained patiently.
He genuinely had no idea when he had suddenly acquired an ex-boyfriend.
"Then who is Bai Yuanheng? Isn't he your childhood sweetheart?"
"Bai Yuanheng? Why would you think he's my ex-boyfriend? He already has a partner abroad and they're even legally married."
Shen Yannian thought this rumor was utterly absurd, to the point of giving him the chills.
He and Bai Yuanheng indeed shared the bond of growing up together since childhood, but they were just brothers. The man was already married abroad, and his husband was a six-foot-three mixed-race male model. How on earth did he get linked to him?
Hearing Shen Yannian's explanation, Su Cimu realized that he seemed to have genuinely misunderstood.
"Then why did the news say the two of you were in that kind of relationship..."
"How would I know? I never read those gossip news items," Shen Yannian sighed helplessly.
"Fine, fine, suppose I misunderstood you. But don't change the subject; we must make some rules about this business of fighting in bed, to prevent you from going too far."
Su Cimu did not let Shen Yannian lead him off topic, and steered the conversation right back.
In the end, in order to coax the person back into a good mood, Shen Yannian was forced to sign a humiliating treaty of national betrayal, and even solemnly signed a contract.
Party A: Su Cimu
Party B: Shen Yannian
Contract terms: 1. Party B may only actively exercise husband-and-husband rights three times per week, with each time not exceeding one hour;
2. If Party A has demands, he may request Party B to fulfill husband-and-husband duties at any time;
3. If Party B wishes to use husband-and-husband rights additionally, he must obtain Party A's consent. If he breaches the contract, he is required to pay a penalty of one million, with no upper limit.
Shen Yannian was forced to sign his name in Party B's column and even pressed his thumbprint.
The contract was drawn up in a single copy and kept by Su Cimu.
Shen Yannian felt that this unequal treaty would probably be the most disadvantageous treaty he had ever signed in his life, with only Su Cimu as the sole beneficiary.
"Are you happy now?"
Shen Yannian asked, unable to help himself when he watched Su Cimu carefully put the contract away, unable to suppress the smile blooming across his face no matter what.
"Mm, barely happy for a bit. The treaty takes effect starting this week," Su Cimu announced generously.
"Oh? That is to say, I still have three rights left for this week, right?"
Shen Yannian shrewdly seized upon the loophole in Su Cimu's words.
"How can you count it like that? Of course it has to be counted from this Monday! You've already used them all up, and you'll have to wait until next week to have any rights!" Su Cimu raised a hand in denial, feeling that Shen Yannian was being somewhat sophistical.
"Before the treaty was signed, we had no such agreement. This is the spirit of contract. What, does Young Master Su want to bully someone?" Shen Yannian narrowed his eyes, his gaze brimming with threat.