After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

In the spacious and bright office, Zhou Yunqing looked at the screen of his mobile phone, which was still unresponsive, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

The glass door was pushed open, and his new agent sat down opposite him, smiling and handing him a plan.

"This is a series of projects tailored by the company for you next, you can see."

Zhou Yunqing browsed at a glance, without any fluctuations in his heart.

He still remembered how Qi Jinran coldly threatened him in the backstage lounge that night. In the eyes of that noble and arrogant man, he was as contemptible as an ant.

He also remembered the sense of frustration and powerlessness in his chest when he heard his classmates from the School of Economics and Management say that Wen Yuan seemed to be engaged and wore a valuable ring on his hand.

When he broke up with Yang Mo, he didn't feel any discomfort, but felt relieved. Yang Mo cried and smashed everything in the room on him, calling him a scumbag, and he endured it silently.

He had long noticed that when Yang Mo was with him, he secretly chatted with other people on the Internet.

The only person he loved and still loves now is Wen Yuan.

Even if he doesn't belong to him now, he still has to find a way to get him back.

"Yun Qing?" Seeing that he didn't speak for a while, the agent thought he saw something wrong.

"Any questions?"

Zhou Yunqing retracted his thoughts and raised his head, with a bright smile on Qing Jun's face.

"No, I'm very satisfied with this plan."

After taking the final professional course, Wen Yuan received a call from home.

Ye Xia's tone was earnest, telling him to take Qi Jinran back to her "mother's house" for dinner on Saturday.

During this time, he was busy preparing for the exam, and Wen Yuan seldom returned to Shuixieju, and had no contact with Qi Jinran. If it wasn't for Ye Xia's reminder, Wen Yuan would have almost forgotten that he still has a fiancé.

After leaving home for so long, Wen Yuan really wanted to go back and stay for one night, but he took Qi Jinran with him... Will the latter agree?

He could remember that when Qi Jinran met his parents for the first time, his attitude was not enthusiastic, and he probably thought that his family had surpassed them.

Returning to Shuixieju in the evening, Wen Yuan knocked on the study door nervously and told Qi Jinran about it.

To his surprise, Qi Jinran agreed.

Wen Yuan was overjoyed, turned around and wanted to go back to pack up, but was stopped by Qi Jinran again.

"Where's your ring?"

Wen Yuan let out an "ah", and then he came to his senses and pulled open the collar of his shirt.

"Sometimes it's inconvenient for me to wear it for pastry, so I found a necklace and hung it around my neck. I didn't lose it."

Qi Jinran saw his exposed honey-colored collarbone, looked away uncomfortably, and made a light "um".

The next day, Qi Jinran asked Zhuang Jie to buy a bunch of expensive gifts, which filled the trunk of Bentley Mulsanne.

After getting out of the car, Wen Yuan couldn't lift it with both hands, so he called the nanny and driver at home for help, and finally brought all the gifts in.

Ye Xia stood at the door, smiling.

"Oh, Jin Ran, they are all a family, why are you being so polite!"

Immediately, not knowing what she saw, Ye Xia's eyes lit up, she held a gift bag and couldn't put it down.

"Isn't this a limited edition bag from Hermes? Oh my god! This one can't be bought with money!"

Ye Xia can be regarded as a person who barely squeezed into the circle of noble ladies in Wancheng. Although the Wen family has been ridiculed as a nouveau riche, and other noble ladies have also excluded her intentionally or unintentionally, Ye Xia has a peaceful mind and is too lazy to compare them with limited-edition bracelets and bags. , but that doesn't mean she doesn't like these things.

After all, no woman of any age can resist the temptation/temptation of shoes and bags.

"Dad, this is the set of purple sand tea set that you liked earlier."

"Yo, I really bought it, it's too expensive! Jin Ran, thank you!" Wen Chengmin took the gift box that Wen Yuan handed over, and his eyes narrowed with laughter.

It seems that the wife is right, her son really pleases the Qi family, otherwise Jin Ran would not be so concerned about the two elders.

"Just be careful, nothing."

Seeing Father Wen and Mother Wen who were smiling, Qi Jinran also had a smile in his eyes.

He didn't plan to buy so many things, but before he came, Qi Donghui called him and changed his mind completely.

"Have you always thought that Xiaoyuan's parents are selfish and greedy for money, and they can sacrifice even their son's happiness for the family business?"

"Let me tell you the truth, if you didn't have Xiaoyuan's father back then, it would be a problem whether you would be able to come to this world now. When your father was in high school, he went camping in the mountains with Xiaoyuan's father and a few classmates during the winter vacation. Acute appendicitis, Xiaoyuan's father climbed several mountains in the wind and snow, carried your father all the way to the town hospital, and asked him to perform surgery in time."

"Remember, it's not that the Wen family has inherited our family's love, but our family has inherited the Wen family's love."

…

Wen Chengmin happily opened the purple sand tea set to make tea, and invited Qi Jinran to taste his newly bought Dahongpao.

"What tea to drink, eat fruit first, this golden kiwi is especially delicious."

Unwilling to be left behind, Ye Xia placed the cut fruit plate on the coffee table.

Qi Jinran has not experienced this kind of warm home feeling for many years, something flashed in his eyes, took the tea handed by Wen Chengmin, and said softly, "Thank you Uncle Wen."

"Hey, you're welcome, it's just like your own home."

Wen Yuan always felt that Qi Jinran's attitude towards his parents was completely different this time. He thought that Qi Jinran would only do face work at most, and perfunctory the two elders. Unexpectedly, after dinner, he also played chess with Wen Chengmin, and while playing chess, the two of them chatted about domestic affairs. Economic Situation.

"Yuan, last time I said you would send me the photos of your New Year's party performance. I want to make a family photo album. Why didn't you send it?"

Wen Yuan was nibbling on Sydney, and when he heard this, he moved, and his face was embarrassed.

He completely forgot about it, and he didn't save a few photos on his phone. I don't know if Ji Hong has any...

"Why don't you go online and find it yourself? My show is quite popular on Weibo." Wen Yuan sneered.

"You kid, you know that I can't play those Weibo or something—"

"Auntie, I have a photo." Qi Jinran said.

Ye Xia's eyes lit up and she looked at Qi Jinran.

"Jin Ran, did you go to see Xiaoyuan's performance? Come on, send me the photo quickly."

"Playing chess, you're making trouble again." Wen Chengmin was not happy.

"Jin Ran, leave him alone, come on, let's add a WeChat."

Wen Yuan never imagined that Qi Jinran would save photos of his performances. He couldn't help but leaned over, next to Qi Jinran, and said curiously, "I'll take a look too."

"Zhuang Jie insists on sending it to me, don't be sentimental." Qi Jinran said in a low voice.

Wen Yuan smiled: "I'll just say, you still have such good photography skills."

Qi Jinran: …

"Oops, it's snowing."

When Wen Yuan was looking at the photo, he suddenly heard Ye Xia's exclamation. He turned around, looked out the window, and found that in the night of Mo Lan, catkin-shaped snowflakes were falling one by one.

This is the first snow in Wancheng this year.

"Old Wen, stop playing chess and go out to watch the snow." Ye Xia greeted Wen Chengmin.

Qi Jinran had inconvenience in his legs and feet. Ye Xia was afraid that he would fall and get hurt again, so she didn't let him go out. Wen Yuan had already put on a woolen hat and walked into the yard. After thinking of something, he turned back.

Qi Jinran was leaning on the terrace, a little surprised in her eyes.

"Don't watch?"

Wen Yuan smiled, and suddenly spread out his palm, a crystal clear snowflake was melting in his palm.

"show you."

"It's not that I haven't seen snow, it's boring."

Qi Jinran lowered her long eyelashes indifferently, but somewhere in her heart seemed to have been hit.

Because it was snowing and the road was slippery, Ye Xia was afraid that it would not be safe for Qi Jinran to go back by car, so she strongly invited him to stay at Wen's house.

Wen Yuan thought that Qi Jinran would not agree, but unexpectedly the latter was silent for a few seconds and nodded.

In order to avoid Ye Xia and Wen Chengmin's suspicion, Qi Jinran naturally slept in the same room with him.

Wen Yuan looked at the quilt on the bed and was very worried. There was plenty of heating in the room, so the bed was only a moderately thick duvet, not even a blanket. This also means that he has to build a quilt with Qi Jinran.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Wen Yuan became even more nervous. Although he was engaged to Qi Jinran, the two never shared a bed. Qi Jinran's words "the farther away you are from me, the better" still echoed in his ears.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door clicking and twisting open, Wen Yuan quickly sat back on the sofa chair and took out a book to read.

Qi Jinran felt her cane, tried her best to ignore Wen Yuan's existence, and went to the bedside.

Some awkward silence spreads across the room.

Wen Yuan couldn't see anything. Yu Guang glanced at Qi Jinran's bed, and immediately stood up and said quickly, "I'm taking a shower too."

The water vapor in the bathroom was hazy, and the scent of the lavender shower gel he often used remained.

Thinking of Qi Jinran standing here a moment ago, taking off her clothes... Wen Yuan's cheeks suddenly turned red. He shook his head vigorously, shook off the delusions that shouldn't exist in his mind, and turned on the shower switch.

After washing out, Wen Yuan found that Qi Jinran had fallen asleep. He had to close the door, blow-dry his hair in the bathroom, and enter the bedroom lightly, turning off the headlights.

Just as he was about to get into bed from the other side, he suddenly tripped over something hard under his feet.

"Hey-"

After seeing what it was, Wen Yuan's face stiffened. At this moment, Qi Jinran had already sat up from the bed with a gloomy expression.

It was his prosthetic leg resting on the foot of the bed, and accidentally slipped to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Wen Yuan quickly picked up Qi Jinran's prosthetic limb, looked at it carefully, wiped it with his cuff, and carefully placed it on the corner of the wall.

Qi Jinran looked at Wen Yuan, the boy was surprised, ashamed, and at a loss, but he didn't show any disgust or rejection.

"What's your apology for a prosthetic leg?"

Qi Jinran leaned on the head of the bed and spoke expressionlessly.

"Why, are you afraid it will hurt?"

Wen Yuan was embarrassed for a moment, and found that Qi Jinran's words made sense, but he couldn't refute it.

"But this... it's yours after all..."

Wen Yuan wanted to say, after all, this is a part of you. I bumped into it, just like bumping into you, of course I would feel sorry.

Qi Jinran sneered.

"I'm sorry when you hit my left leg."

"…Oh."

Wen Yuan watched Qi Jinran lay down again, then carefully got on the bed and fell asleep on the other side.

The quilt had the sun-kissed smell, and the softness of the pillow was what he was most familiar with. Wen Yuan didn't have time to think about any embarrassment or embarrassment. He yawned and quickly fell into a sweet sleep.

In the darkness, Qi Jinran opened his eyes.

He hadn't slept with anyone for a long time, and he was still not used to listening to the sound of another person's breathing.

Even at a distance, he could feel the heat radiating from Wen Yuan's body, like a natural little heater.

Suddenly, Wen Yuan changed his position to sleep on his side, leaning towards him, with one leg resting on his.

Qi Jinran's whole body froze, and anger appeared between his brows. He turned on the lamp, wanted to lose his temper, and told Wen to stay away from him, but after seeing the boy's sleeping face, he swallowed the words.

Wen Yuan slept soundly, his eyelashes blinked twice occasionally, his mouth pouted slightly, as defenseless as a newborn baby.

No one could bear to wake up such a peaceful sleeping face.

Qi Jinran took a deep breath and slowly moved Wen Yuan's legs away with his hands.

That night, Qi Jinran only slept for less than five hours. When it was finally dawn, when he was about to get up, he probably felt the wind entering the quilt, Wen Yuan rolled over, and unconsciously hugged him and the quilt tightly.

Qi Jinran was held in his arms, and his face became extremely bad. Just as he was about to move, Wen Yuan's face came closer, as if he could smell the familiar scent of lavender, and rubbed his neck in an attachment.

Feeling a soft and warm touch across the side of his neck, Qi Jinran's whole body was shaken, and he sat up quickly as if burned by flames.

Holding a cane, he struggled to get out of bed and limped into the bathroom.

Looking down at a certain part, Qi Jinran rested on the sink with one hand, and her face became extraordinarily pale.