After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

Wen Yuan remained motionless, letting the man hold him.

"In a few days, I'm going to City B to participate in the finals of the baking competition."

Hearing Wen Yuan's voice, Qi Jinran let go of him and raised his head.

The past few days, he has been patronizing and coaxing Wen Yuan, and he almost forgot about it.

"I'll go with you."

The last time Wen Yuan was in a car accident was because he came back from a competition in S city and was rushing home. This time, he had to accompany Wen Yuan to participate in the competition in person, and stared at him the whole time to prevent him from losing a single hair.

"But there are no spectators at the game venue. You can only wait for me at the hotel, won't it be boring?"

"No, I can handle work at the hotel."

Wen Yuan smiled, "Okay, then I'll tell White to buy an extra ticket."

"You don't have to worry about the air ticket, I'll let Zhuang Jie arrange it. Let's go, let's go for a walk."

The moonlight outside was just right, and a bright moon hung in the deep night sky, dazzling and dazzling.

"What are your plans for this summer vacation?" the man asked him as he walked away, holding his hand.

Wen Yuan thought for a while and said, "Of course, I will continue to learn baking. When I come back from the competition, I can enter the advanced class to study."

"By the way, White told me two days ago that he wants to open his own bakery, maybe in the form of a dessert shop. I should be there to help."

"What do you think of the wedding in July?" the man suddenly asked him.

Wen Yuan said "Ah" in surprise, "Will July be a little too fast? It's already the end of June now."

"I don't want to delay any longer. The wedding will be held as soon as possible, the sooner the better."

Wen Yuan probably guessed what he was thinking. He shook Qi Jin Ranran's hand and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll listen to you. You can hold the wedding whenever you want."

On a summer night, the cicadas are noisy and the cool breeze is pleasant. The two wandered outside for more than an hour before finally returning home.

Back in his bedroom, Wen Yuan obediently moved all his things back to the master bedroom.

Qi Jinran had already taken a shower and sat on the bed reading a book.

Wen Yuan took a shower, changed into pajamas, and dawdled out of the bathroom.

It's not that he is shy, the two have been married for so long, and they haven't done anything intimate. It's just because of his leg injury that he hasn't been close to a man for many days. During this period of time, even when lying on the same bed, Qi Jinran was very disciplined. The loss of control a few days ago was probably the limit of a man.

Wen Yuan dried his hair and lay down on the bed. Seeing that Qi Jinran was still reading, he couldn't help poking his shoulder.

"still not going to sleep?"

Qi Jinran rubbed her eyes, put down the English book in her hand, and hummed softly.

After turning off the light, he got into the bed, and before Qi Jinran could do anything, Wen Yuan took the initiative to stick it into his arms.

Qi Jinran was the same as the previous days, just restrained and kissed his lips, and there was no other movement.

Wen Yuan's leg injury was actually completely healed. He grabbed the man's neckline and couldn't help biting his neck with his teeth.

"Xiaoyuan, don't be like this." The man's eyes were a little dark, as if he was suppressing something.

Wen Yuan chuckled lightly, leaned to Qi Jinran's cheek, breathed a warm breath into his ear, and his voice was hoarse, as if with a hook.

"My leg is fine, it's fine."

In fact, Qi Jinran also asked Chen Zhiming two days ago, and the other party said that as long as Wen Yuan's legs don't do strenuous exercise, there is no problem with normal walking and small runs. And the other party emphasized that as long as the husband's life is not too intense, it will not affect his legs.

Seeing Qi Jinran's hesitant expression, Wen Yuan couldn't help laughing, "You bit me with red marks a few days ago, why are you pretending to be innocent now?"

A trace of embarrassment and embarrassment flashed in Qi Jinran's eyes.

The boy's hairy head was tucked into his neck, and the heat he exhaled made his heart itch, and his whole body was crisp and numb.

"Xiaoyuan, you said this yourself, don't regret it later." Qi Jinran looked at him deeply.

Wen Yuan nodded and took the initiative to put his lips. Qi Jinran took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around his waist, pressed him tightly under him, and kissed him warmly...

When everything was over, Wen Yuan's lips were blushing, his cheeks were sweaty, and his whole body was as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Qi Jinran hugged him from behind, kissed the back of his neck and ears gently, Wen Yuan moved in his arms, couldn't help turning around and faced him.

"Are you tired?" the man asked him.

Wen Yuan shook his head. In fact, he felt that Qi Jinran could be a little more presumptuous.

"How about... let's do it again?"

Wen Yuan smiled, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at him suspiciously, "Can you do it?"

Qi Jinran snorted coldly, pressed him under him, and quickly demonstrated with his body whether he could do it or not.

At the end of the last time, the sky has already revealed a slight light. Wen Yuan only felt that his body was hollowed out. He lay on the bed, looking at the fish-mammed white sky outside the window, he was tired and satisfied.

Two days later, it was time to go to City B to participate in the finals.

Before going to City B, Wen Yuan went to the hospital for another check-up. After taking X-rays and MRIs, Chen Zhiming told him that the wound on his right leg had completely healed. movement is no problem.

With the assurance of Dr. Chen's words, Wen Yuan completely let go of his hands and feet, and moved as he should. You don't have to worry about it like you used to.

Wen Yuan and Qi Jinran arrived in City B a day earlier. Before going to the hotel, the two went to see the ancient city wall in City B and played around on it before returning to the hotel for dinner. Zhang Huai arrived a little later than them. He entered the hotel in a dusty manner and went straight to the banquet hall. Seeing the roast duck on Wen Yuan's table, green light flashed in his eyes.

This is what he wants to eat most when he comes to B City. There are also fried noodles, Yang Scorpion hot pot, and bean juice. He wants to try them all. It's a pity that he is also a light bulb when he comes here, and no one is destined to accompany him to check in these delicacies.

"White, sit down quickly and have something to eat." Wen Yuan greeted him.

Zhang White nodded, put down his backpack, and was not polite to the two of them. He picked up his chopsticks and started to eat.

"Well, this roast duck is so fragrant, especially this dipping sauce, it's so delicious!" Zhang White had already digested the airplane meal in his stomach, and he was so hungry that he felt delicious in his mouth.

It was rare for Qi Jinran not to oppose him. Seeing that he was too hungry, he thoughtfully added two more meat dishes.

"You guys eat too, why are you all looking at me?" Zhang White was puzzled.

"Actually, we have almost eaten and haven't left, just to wait for you here."

"Why are you waiting for me? Waiting to show your love in front of me."

Qi Jinran curled her lips and looked at Zhang Huai, "Listen to Xiaoyuan, do you want to open a dessert shop by yourself?"

"What, are you going to help me?"

"Have you chosen an address for your dessert shop? What are you going to do with the decoration? I'm not sponsoring, I just want to help you." Qi Jinran's tone was sincere.

Zhang White chewed the roast duck in his mouth, expressionless, "No, I haven't decided where to start, I just have an idea for now."

"White, but you didn't mean to be on the pedestrian street of the CBD-"

"It's too expensive, I should change it." Zhang White interrupted him uncomfortably.

"Price is not a problem, I just want to tell you this, why don't we open a joint venture together, how about it?" Wen Yuan's face was serious.

Zhang White looked at him suspiciously. "Are you working with me to make a joint venture, or is your husband working with me?"

"Is there any difference between my money and his money?" Qi Jinran looked at him with a smile.

Wen Yuan patted Qi Jinran's hand and motioned him to stop talking for now. He turned to Zhang Huai and said solemnly, "Of course it is in my name to make a joint venture with you. Jinran won't interfere, just to make some comments."

Zhang Huai nodded and said reluctantly, "That's fine. You are my apprentice. Of course I can rest assured that you will cooperate with me. Other outsiders don't need to come in and mix."

Hearing the word "outsider", Qi Jinran gritted his teeth and looked at him sullenly.

Zhang Huai was terrified by his eyes, and compromised, "Okay, you are my apprentice's husband, so you can be considered an outsider. I heard that you are engaged in construction, otherwise, you can help me think about what to do with the store. decoration?"

"Jin Ran has been busy with this for the past few days. He has already drawn a drawing. There are several plans in it. You can refer to it."

Wen Yuan took out a blueprint from his backpack and put it in front of him. Zhang Huai didn't expect Qi Jinran's efficiency to be so high. He opened the blueprint and looked at it, and found that the decoration plans were all perfect, including water, electricity and plumbing. The design of the back kitchen workshop is also very compact and reasonable, and there is also a place to store various large-scale baking equipment. Obviously, Qi Jinran referred to a lot of professional materials when making these design drawings.

The CEO of Tangtang Qi's Group, and Xianxin helped him design a small dessert shop, and Zhang White was convinced by him.

"Mr. Qi, there is still a small problem. I have hired a designer. Your plan-"

"Don't worry, it's free, just use whatever you like."

Talking to a smart person is a peace of mind. Zhang White smiled, said thank you, and accepted the drawing. He knew that the man's willingness to help him was entirely because of Wen Yuan's relationship. Since he had already agreed to a joint venture with Wen Yuan, he didn't need to be polite to Qi Jinran.

The next morning, Zhang White and Wen Yuan went to the game site to check the venue.

This time the final lineup was much more intense than before. The top ten from each competition area participated in the finals, and the lineup of judges was also very luxurious. The organizing committee invited the French Le Cordon Bleu students and eight senior masters from the Culinary Institute of the Reynolds Group as judges. Five of them are top masters who have won MOF awards, all from the Reynolds Culinary Institute. The chairman of the judging panel of the finals, who is also the technical and creative director of the Reynolds Group, is named Luart Lyon, a French with a grizzled beard.

The two signed in at the front desk, and Zhang White just turned around when he heard a familiar voice.

"Wright, it's a coincidence that I met you here."

Wen Yuan turned his head and saw that he was a tall and thin young man with dark features, and his facial features seemed to be somewhat familiar. He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen this young man's face when he watched the video of the competition in other regions.

"Isn't that the champion of City Y. White, how did he know you?"

Chen Xingyu came over and looked at Zhang White with a smile.

"I and White studied together at the French culinary academy before, so we know each other very well." Chen Xingyu smiled and looked at Wen Yuan again. "Your name is Wen Yuan, right? I've seen the video of your competition, and your decoration is very well done."

"I'm not familiar with you." Zhang White's handsome face was tense and expressionless.

Speaking of his relationship with Chen Xingyu, it is too deep. The two live in the same community and are opposite each other. Therefore, they have known each other since they were children, and they are also childhood sweethearts. But since childhood, he and Chen Xingyu have never dealt with each other. When he was in school, Chen Xingyu's grades were always one place higher than him. He was second in the test, and Chen Xingyu was the first. Later, he also went to college. He went to Cambridge, and Chen Xingyu went to Oxford, and his professional prospects were better than him. Anyway, nothing can compare to Chen Xingyu. Zhang White gave up his studies in a rage and turned to his beloved baking.

It's just that he didn't expect that after Chen Xingyu graduated, he even learned to bake in his spare time. This guy was a monk halfway through, but he learned better than him. He had already won the dessert World Cup championship at a young age.

From the beginning of his memory, his life has been shrouded in the shadow of Chen Xingyu, and seeing him now, Zhang White naturally has no good face.

"White, it hurts my heart too much for you to say that. Are you in Wancheng now? My mother also said when will you go to my house for dinner." Chen Xingyu felt a little aggrieved.

Wen Yuan looked at Zhang White and then at Chen Xingyu next to him. Probably his intuition, he always felt that something would happen between the two of them.

"Aren't you in Y city? I don't have time to run that far to your house for dinner."

"My dad's job has been transferred recently, and it is estimated that he will also move to Wancheng. Maybe we can be neighbors again." Chen Xingyu looked at him with a smile.

"I don't want to be your neighbor."

Zhang Huai turned his head and left, feeling extremely irritable. He is very clear about Chen Xingyu's strength, and the one who is most likely to compete with him for the championship this time is Chen Xingyu.

Wen Yuan saw that Zhang White's face was not good, so he quickly chased after him.

"Wright, are you alright?"

"No, I'm really annoyed. How could I meet such an annoying guy in the finals. If I had known, I might as well not participate."

"White, don't think like that. After all, we have been preparing for this baking competition for so long. Only when our competitors are strong will we progress faster. You said before that you need to calm down. Isn't it fair?"

Zhang Huai was stabbed in the sore spot by him and was speechless for a while.

Wen Yuan knew that he had persuaded him in the right direction, and he continued, "When you participated in the qualifiers last time, you told me that the most important thing in baking is the mentality. If you have a good mentality, the things you make will be delicious. If you have a broken mentality now Now, what should I do when I get to the arena in the afternoon?"

The sun outside was fierce, Zhang White stood in the shade, his deep green eyes blinked twice. Wen Yuan was right, maybe Chen Xingyu came to provoke him on purpose. If he fell into his trap, his mentality collapsed, and he lost to him in the game, wouldn't that just fulfill Chen Xingyu's wish? He wouldn't let this happen!

"Wen Yuan, just wait, I will make Chen Xingyu look good in the afternoon." Zhang Huai gritted his teeth and said.

Wen Yuan finally felt relieved when he saw him like this.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the finals of the International Baking Competition in China officially started in a fierce and tense atmosphere.

Unfortunately, the workbenches of Chen Xingyu and his assistant were just next door to Wen Yuan and Zhang White.

So, from waiting behind the workbench, Zhang White's face stinks.

"White, are you not confident? Why is your face drooping? Are you not in high spirits?" Chen Xingyu smiled beside him.

Zhang Huai snorted coldly and ignored him.

At this time, the host began to announce the rules of the competition. Each group of players will make one piece of bread, biscuits, cakes and chocolate desserts within three hours. The judges will score mainly from two aspects of appearance and taste, and finally decide the overall champion.

As soon as the timer went off, all the players were nervously busy. Zhang White couldn't care about choking with Chen Xingyu, and anxiously asked Wen Yuan to help him prepare materials. Due to the urgency of time, Zhang White decided to make the more difficult chocolate desserts and breads for him, while Wen Yuan helped him make cookies and cakes.

When Zhang White was separating the egg liquid, he peeked at the next door and found that Chen Xingyu had a serious face and was melting white chocolate. His assistant was cutting lemons and basil leaves, and there were various jams beside him. Are they going to make a chocolate dessert with jam filling?

"Wen Yuan, help me boil the sugar." Zhang White made a decisive decision and decided to make wine chocolate. The shape of chocolate is difficult to make flowers, but the filling is different. The mellow fragrance of wine and the silky sweetness of chocolate are the best match.

Boiling sugar is the most critical step in making wine chocolate. The control of the amount of water and temperature is very important, which determines the concentration of the boiled syrup. Wen Yuan was holding the handle of the small pot in his hand, and his face was sweating. Suddenly, a reminder sounded beside him.

"The temperature is a little high, let's turn down the heat."

Zhang White almost exploded when he heard Chen Xingyu's reminder, "What's your business? This is a game, keep quiet!"

"Ok." Chen Xingyu obediently shut his mouth.

Wen Yuan found that Chen Xingyu's reminder was just in time, and the concentration of syrup would be too high if it continued to boil. He turned off the fire, poured the mold carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief when the mold was finished.

"White, Chen Xingyu was also kind-hearted just now, don't be angry."

"Who knows if he is fake or not, this is a game!" Zhang White kneaded the dough angrily.

Wen Yuan smiled helplessly and continued to make his cookies.

In the later stage, the competition entered the white-hot stage, and all the contestants worked hard to modify the shape of the dessert and study how to better arrange the plate. Wen Yuan finished smearing the cream of the cheesecake and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Three hours came quickly. When the timer issues a warning, all players must immediately stop and leave the field in turn. There will be staff who will bring the labeled works to the judges for blind evaluation, and the contestants need to go to the outside venue to wait for the results.

Coincidentally, Chen Xingyu sat next to them again. This time, he learned a lesson, instead of messing with Zhang White, he said hello to Wen Yuan.

"You and White cooperate very well. I also watched the video of the last game. The relationship between the two of you seems to be very good."

Wen Yuan always felt that Chen Xingyu seemed to be testing something between the lines. He thought about it and smiled, "He is my master, and the relationship between master and apprentice is of course good."

"Is it just master and apprentice?" Chen Xingyu didn't quite believe it.

Wen Yuan took out the ring on his neck and showed him, "I'm married."

"Oh." Chen Xingyu blinked his black eyes and looked at him with a smile, "Congratulations."

"Wen Yuan, ignore him, he's annoying to death!" Zhang Huai pulled Wen Yuan to change his seat.

As soon as we sat down, the results of the game came out. The Zhang White group won the championship, and the wine-heart chocolate he made was rated as the best dessert in the audience. The Chen Xingyu group won the runner-up.

Obviously won the championship, but Zhang White didn't have a smile on his face.

He knew that if it wasn't for Chen Xingyu's warning, their wine chocolate wouldn't have been so perfect.

After receiving the prize, Zhang White didn't have a happy look on his face. Wen Yuan knew what he was thinking, and comforted, "White, there will be competitions in the future, and you and Chen Xingyu's strengths are already on a par, so you will have other opportunities to prove yourself."

"Do you really think so?" Zhang White blinked and looked at him.

Wen Yuan nodded heavily.

"Okay, accompany me to drink that night."

Zhang Huai hugged his shoulders, and before taking two steps, he saw Qi Jinran standing in front of the car, apparently waiting for them outside the stadium.

Come on, what a horrible sight.

"Congratulations on winning the championship." Qi Jinran was talking, but his eyes fell on Zhang White's arm around Wen Yuan. Zhang White pouted and let go.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat at night?" Qi Jinran looked at Wen Yuan tenderly.