Contract Husbands (合约夫夫)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Fang Jingyao's phone rang, and a string of notifications flew out. He lowered his head and looked, just seeing the name Luo Yi shining on his phone screen could already made him very annoyed. He switched off his phone and felt that it finally became cleaner and more peaceful. He felt bored just sitting in the airport but was unwilling to switch on his phone. When he was leaving, he posted a post on Weibo1 saying that he was leaving the job as a cartoonist, the internet should be blown up about this piece of news by now.

Fang Jingyao placed his arms behind his head and pursed his lips.

If he switch on his phone now, if it isn't messages from Luo Yi trying to persuade him to stay then it would be messages from his so-called friends trying to comfort him with their words while secretly trying to inquire about some gossips.

He was tired. Since he had chosen to leave, then he would just let it be, he doesn't want to find any more trouble.

Fang Jingyao sighed, there wasn't much regret to begin with. But after letting go of the sigh, it felt as if all his bones had relaxed a lot, his shoulders were no longer tired, he then stretched his lazy waist. A man in suit and leathers shoes who sat beside him frowned and flipped over a page of newspaper, creating a loud obvious flipping sound.

Fang Jingyao tilted his head and looked over. His eyes couldn't help but shine brightly. He had seen many outstanding and beautiful people in his circle, but he had never seen someone whose beauty was so beautiful that it was out-of-the-world. Just entering the early autumn, the weather was still slightly hot. But this man had his thin tie neatly tied up and his suit was buttoned up very tightly. The eyebrows in his handsomely cold stoic face was raised a little, and the corners of his mouth was pulled downward.

Fang Jingyao blinked. He felt that just by looking at the person in front of him, it would made people heart feel very unsettled. Fang Jingyao felt that his hands were a little itchy, but after thinking about it, he suppressed his own naughty hands and rubbed his throat. He muttered a sentence and pulled his sweater hat up, covering his face and went to sleep.

He was someone who just wanted to go back to his hometown and live there for the rest of his life. He had already decided to change himself and be a good man, how could he still simply mess around?! This kind of bad habit should be changed! From today onwards, he will stay far away from the flamboyant Jing City circle group. He just wants to stay at his old house and live in second floor which was facing the vegetable garden. If he could, he would not casually go and disturb the wild flowers on the roadside! At first glance, one could already see that it was a mutation of the ice thorns, not good to provoke.2

Fang Jingyao could only set himself up with that person in his heart and felt that it was really emotional. He will also be driving a giant farming copy in the future.3

The plane was delayed for more than 2 hours. Fang Jingyao was sleeping in a daze when he suddenly heard the notice of boarding the airplane. He rubbed his eyes and stood up to que in the line. By coincidence, when he just boarded the plane and sat down, he realized that his seatmate was the handsome man who had sat beside him just a few moments ago.

The man's face was still the delicate and beautiful face, but when Fang Jingyao stretched out his hands to put his luggage, the man behind him helped him in the process. Fang Jingyao turned around and realized that this man was quite tall. Fang Jingyao was already 1.8 meter tall, it seems like this man has to be slightly taller than him.

"Thank you ah."

The man looked down at him and frowned, saying coldly, "Your welcome."

There was a moment of silence afterwards. The two of them were touching shoulders to shoulders. The man's temperament was as if he could see through everything in this world, making Fang Jingyao very embarrassed to even try to casually talk to him. Fang Jingyao yawned. Because he was thrown into the studio to work until midnight yesterday, he did not manage to sleep until early in the morning. Now, he couldn't help but feel sleepy again. He dimmed the light at his side and tilted his head. The man beside him flipped through the newspaper aggressively as if he had a grudge against it.