After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

Feeling the heat behind him, Wen Yuan's cheeks flushed red, and he curled up uncomfortably.

"Don't dare to move." The boy said weakly.

He wasn't cured yet, and Qi Jinran wouldn't touch him, but only hugged his waist and kissed him again, and then he couldn't put it down and held him in his arms.

Wen Yuan was afraid that his right leg couldn't bear it, so he got up after sitting for a while.

He took the cold medicine, and after watching Qi Jinran's office for a while, he felt a little drowsy, and went to the lounge inside to rest.

He slept until noon, when Qi Jinran came in and woke him up and asked him to get up for lunch.

"Song Guanghai and the others set up a dinner party, I'll take you there with me."

Wen Yuan was in a daze, his hair was a little messy and frizzy like a puppy, Qi Jinran couldn't help rubbing his head and kissing him on the forehead again.

"You won't have any other activities after dinner, right?" Wen Yuan asked him, raising his head.

"It's just playing cards with them, there are no other activities. It's not tired at all. If you don't want to go, I can accompany you directly home."

"Since everyone has invited us, let's go."

Wen Yuan yawned, sat up from the bed, half-closed his eyes, and let the man help him button his shirt.

Qi Jinran has always had a dignified and cold image in the company. It is estimated that no one would have imagined that in the office lounge, he would be so gentle and considerate to help another person button his clothes.

Song Guanghai and the others made an appointment in the Green Ting's box.

When Qi Jinran showed up with Wen Yuan, all the people in the box had already arrived. Seeing the two of them show up, Song Guanghai laughed and teased.

"Jin Ran, you're really a strict wife right now. If your wife doesn't come, you won't come, right?"

Qi Jinran smiled without saying a word, letting the people in the box laugh.

Anyone with eyes can see that Qi Jinran and Wen Yuan are now a pair of honey and oil, and no one can separate them. I think it was rumored in the circles that the two were a commercial marriage, and it didn't take long, maybe they would leave after a year and a half.

"Xiaoyuan has been ill for the past two days and is not feeling well, so she will stop drinking later."

Qi Jinran has spoken, and Song Guanghai can't let anyone bring him wine anymore. He replaced the wine with fruit juice, and held a glass beside Wen Yuan's hand.

"Sister-in-law, it's really embarrassing for you to come here with an illness. I'll toast you with juice instead of wine."

"It's nothing, I'm bored at home anyway." Wen Yuan smiled and clinked glasses with him.

Now he also knows most of the people in Qi Jinran's circle, and he is not lonely at the dinner table, and there are still people who can talk to him.

After dinner, a group of people moved to the box upstairs to play cards. Wen Yuan seldom played cards, not very good at it, so Qi Jinran taught him hand by hand.

Gradually, Wen Yuan also found his hand, and the cards he drew became better and better, and he won several games one after another.

Song Guanghai couldn't stand it any longer, "How can you two play together as a husband and wife? Jin Ran, you are not allowed to teach Wen Yuan any more. You are the best player in our circle, so you are cheating."

Qi Jinran sat beside Wen Yuan and smiled helplessly.

"Okay, I'll stop talking and let him fight by himself."

"It's almost there."

The rest of the people at the table thought that without Qi Jinran's escort, Wen Yuan's next cards might be a mess. Unexpectedly, Wen Yuan seemed to have figured out a way. Even without Qi Jinran's guidance, he seldom ordered guns, his card style was calm, and he even won a few games.

"Damn it, sister-in-law, you're learning too fast."

"Yeah, I really graduated from T University, but it's different."

"I accept it, I just fight by feeling, I don't have any skills."

Probably Qi Jinran sitting behind him was his reassurance. Even if Wen Yuan draws a bad card, he doesn't panic.

After playing for two hours, Wen Yuan gave the game to Qi Jinran for him to play, while he went outside to breathe.

I just didn't expect that as soon as he came out of the bathroom, the boy saw an unsightly scene.

Not far from the door of the box in the utility room, a middle-aged man full of alcohol was holding a thin young man up and down.

"Mr. Qian, please let me go." The young man tried his best to break free, but the middle-aged man was too strong, and his hands were tightly wrapped around his waist like a soldering iron, and he refused to let go.

"Didn't your Yang family want that project? Why don't you give me some sweetness to try it! I really thought you would accompany me to drink a few glasses of wine and say something nice, and I would be able to promise you?"

The man had a fat head and big ears, his oily face was full of ill will, his small eyes narrowed, and his fat and short fingers kept pinching on the young man's waist, even sliding down maliciously.

"Xiao Yang, don't pretend to be innocent with me here. I know very well what kind of thing you are. I don't know how many boyfriends I've talked to, have you been played with by others?"

Yang Mo clenched his teeth tightly, hating it. If it wasn't for his opposition to Wen Yuan at the beginning, he annoyed the Qi family, and even people in Qi Jinran's circle didn't take him to play, he wouldn't have been reduced to where he is today.

But no matter how much I hate him, I can't help it. He is not capable enough, so I can see it with this face. I heard that this money always likes men, so I want to try to please others. When he was eating in the box, Qian always respected him. Although he was staring at him like a hungry wolf, at least he didn't move, and he was still very personable on the surface. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got out of the box, this Qian Zong changed his appearance completely, greasy and wretched/trivial.

"There's a utility room there, why don't we go inside and try it?" The middle-aged man was pulling Yang Mo's shirt, and when he was about to touch it, he was suddenly kicked on the back, and he was completely unprepared. , suddenly lost his center of gravity, and the whole person fell to the ground in an embarrassment.

"What **** with a faceless face! Dare to disturb Lao Tzu's good deeds!"

When the man fell to the ground, Wen Yuan was stunned when he saw Yang Mo's face. He never imagined that the person who was being used in the corridor would be the arrogant rich young master Yang Mo.

Yang Mo awkwardly buttoned his shirt, and when he saw that Wen Yuan rescued him, his face became extremely bad.

"What? Are you here to see my joke?" He looked at Wen Yuan coldly with a defensive look in his eyes.

"Yeah, can't I see your jokes?" Wen Yuan had no expression. If he saw that it was Yang Mo's face first, maybe he wouldn't take action.

"You—" Yang Mo choked for a moment, his cheeks flushed red. He covered the collar of his shirt and was about to say something when he saw the man on the ground staggering and stood up from the corner of his eye, his eyes darkened and he didn't speak.

Mr. Qian was very upset when his good deeds were interrupted, but seeing the face of the boy who interrupted his good deeds made his heart feel a little itchy.

"Why, are you this Yang Mo's concubine?" He looked Wen Yuan up and down with scrutiny and stickiness.

"He looks good, he is much more energetic than Yang Moke. Little handsome guy, why don't you follow me?"

A look of disgust appeared on Wen Yuan's face, and he was about to beat the man again, but before he could do it, a strong wind suddenly hit him.

"Dare to tease my sister-in-law, do you think you haven't lived long enough?" Song Guanghai kicked the man in the leg.

He came out to discuss something with Qi Jinran, but he didn't expect to see this scene as soon as he came out. This is his Song Ershao's territory, and there are people who dare to act wild here and bully his sister-in-law.

He didn't need Qi Jinran to do anything, he was the first to rush out and kicked the man to the ground.

President Qian was not a frequent visitor here, and he didn't know Song Guanghai very well. However, he knew Qi Jinran's face. He was a frequent visitor in financial magazines, and he had personally experienced his iron and **** skills. Thinking of the rumor that Qi Jinran married someone of the same **** who was eight years younger than him, and then glanced at Wen Yuan's face, he suddenly realized that he had made a big mistake.

He got up from the ground and bowed to Qi Jinran to apologize.

"Mr. Qi, it's because I don't know Mount Tai, and I accidentally offended you. I'm really sorry."

"Apologize to my brother, go and apologize to my sister-in-law." Song Guanghai's face was full of impatience.

President Qian had to turn to Wen Yuan again, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry, it's all my fault, you have a lot, don't care about me!"

"Just saying sorry?" Song Guanghai looked at him coldly.

President Qian glanced at Qi Jinran, and felt the man's cold eyes, and his heart became even more empty. He has several projects that rely on the Qi Group. If he doesn't have a good relationship with Qi Jinran, he can't get along in Wancheng.

Thinking of this, he didn't care whether he would lose face, so he slapped himself twice.

"Sister-in-law, it's all my fault! I apologize to you, sorry."

"Are you relieved?" Qi Jinran looked at Wen Yuan.

"Don't slap yourself here, it makes me feel dizzy, get out of here." Wen Yuan was so annoying.

"I'll get out now, get out now!"

The middle-aged man dared to stay here for a long time, and crawled back to his box.

In the corner, Yang Mo was still standing there, his face turning red and white.

He tried his best to please the person, but in front of Wen Yuan, he was as humble as a dog. Thinking that back then he was arrogant to show off in front of Wen Yuan and robbed Zhou Yunqing, and now he has fallen to this point, he felt a burning pain in his cheeks, and his chest was full of indescribable shame and embarrassment.

"Yang Mo?" Qi Jinran recognized the young man in the corner with a cold gaze.

"Who is this person?" Song Guanghai didn't know what Yang Mo had done before, and his face was a little puzzled.

"Jin Ran, go back to the box first, and I'll talk to him." Wen Yuan looked calm.

"Can you be alone?" Qi Jinran was still not at ease.

"I'll call you if anything happens, don't worry." Wen Yuan pushed Qi Jinran in.

He walked to Yang Mo in the corner.

The young man's face was full of humiliation, with a layer of tears in his eyes, but also with unwillingness and anger.

Wen Yuan hooked the corners of his mouth, "To be honest, I'm relieved to see you like this today."

When Yang Mo heard his words, his face paled even more, and his teeth were rattling.

"However, why is your aesthetic so bad now? Can you even handle the kind of man just now?" Wen Yuan mocked him mercilessly.

"If your parents knew that you were so angry outside, what do you think they would think?"

"I don't need you to worry about my family!"

"I don't want to worry about it either. If you have the time to deal with that greasy and wretched man, you might as well put your mind on the right path and don't always think about taking shortcuts. In the end, you don't even have the bottom line of being a human being."

"I didn't have the bottom line to be a human being, didn't you already know that?" Yang Mo stared at him with red eyes. He is now so jealous of Wen Yuan that he is mad with jealousy.

"If you really have no bottom line, why did you resist so much just now?" Wen Yuan looked at him calmly.

Yang Mo was stabbed in the sore spot by him, his face was visibly sluggish, and he couldn't say a word.

"You can do it yourself, there is no second chance for this kind of good luck." After saying this, Wen Yuan turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait." Yang Mo suddenly stopped him.

Wen Yuan took a step and didn't look back.

Yang Mo's chest heaved a few times before he said softly, "Actually, Zhou Yunqing has never liked me. When he went to bed with me, he called your name."

Wen Yuan was silent for two seconds before saying, "These are no longer important to me."

A hint of surprise crossed Yang Mo's eyes. He didn't expect that even if he told Wen Yuan the truth at that time, Wen Yuan would not care. Does this mean that Zhou Yunqing is no longer in Wen Yuan's heart. Then, in Wen Yuan's eyes, his boring provocations in the past were probably always a joke?

He leaned against the corner, laughing weakly, his expression pale and dejected.

In the evening, go back to the villa. As soon as Wen Yuan walked into the bedroom, he was hugged by Qi Jinran from behind.

Qi Jinran put her chin on his shoulder, with a hint of confusion in her tone.

"Why did you help Yang Mo this afternoon?"

He was a little scared, afraid that Wen Yuan still cared about Zhou Yunqing in his heart, so he could even show mercy to Yang Mo.

"It has nothing to do with Zhou Yunqing anyway." Wen Yuan seemed to see what he was thinking, and reached out and touched his hair.

"I didn't think about it too much at the time, I saw a back, and I didn't see his face. Seeing that he was struggling all the time, I kicked him. I am so brave, you don't praise me, but you are angry with me. ?"

Wen Yuan knew in his heart that Qi Jinran would be very concerned and sensitive when he came across something related to Zhou Yunqing.

"I'm not angry with you. It's just that you are too kind. I'm afraid that you will suffer from bad people."

"Don't worry, the muscles on my body are not white." Wen Yuan proudly showed off his arms, "Pinch to see."

Qi Jinran didn't pinch, but lowered her head and bit on his arm.

Wen Yuan took back his hand in pain.

"Why did you bite me again?"

Qi Jinran narrowed her eyes, "I forgot what I said last time, right? Call me as soon as you encounter something, not to mention I was in the box at the time. Don't keep thinking about being alone, okay?"

"Got it." Wen Yuan looked helpless.

After recovering from his illness, Wen Yuan went back to the dessert shop to help. Because the business was full on the opening day, although there were not as many customers as the first day, the customer flow was also very stable. With the fresh ingredients and unique taste, the reputation of the dessert shop slowly began to spread.

On this day, as soon as he entered the dessert shop, he heard the sound of decoration from a shop diagonally opposite.

He was a little puzzled and went in to ask Xiaohui.

"Why is the store across from it being renovated? I remember it wasn't a clothing store before?"

"Yeah, it seems that the business is not good, and the boss has transferred it to someone else."

Wen Yuan nodded, didn't take it too seriously, and went to the back kitchen to help. Zhang White and Chen Xingyu are discussing the new menu by the refrigerator. The two want to develop a low-calorie dessert menu for girls who want to eat delicious food but are afraid of gaining weight.

"Wen Yuan, come and see how our menu is designed."

Zhang White pulled him over.

Wen Yuan took a look in the past. Low-calorie desserts are mainly less sugar and less oil. The flavor is definitely not as good as high-calorie desserts, but if you make some new ideas, maybe there will be customers who are willing to try them. Special dessert. Just the price of this ingredient...

"Will the cost be too high?" Wen Yuan was a little worried.

"Cost is not a problem. In the early stage, we mainly accumulated word-of-mouth. When word-of-mouth accumulates, the passenger flow will be stable and will gradually return to the cost." Zhang White is very confident.

Wen Yuan did not object and agreed to their new menu.

"By the way, Wen Yuan, today is my birthday. I went to my house for dinner tonight and called Qi Jinran."

Wen Yuan didn't even know that today was Zhang White's birthday, and he snorted in surprise.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier? I didn't even prepare a present for you."

"Didn't I also buy you a gift on your birthday? We should be even." Zhang White didn't care.

Having said that, Wen Yuan was still a little guilty. He remembered that he received a congratulatory call from Zhang White early on his birthday. Zhang Huai remembered his birthday, but he himself hadn't paid attention to Zhang Huai's birthday at all.

"Then let me tell Jin Ran."

Wen Yuan originally planned to ask the man to buy him a gift on the way over, but he didn't expect Qi Jinran to fly to S city today for a business trip, and would only come back late at night, so he couldn't go to Zhang White's house with him.

"White, I'm sorry, Jin Ran can't come." Wen Yuan looked apologetic.

"It's alright, you'll be fine."

Zhang White put the whipped cream on the shelf, and looked at Chen Xingyu, who had been silent for a while.

"Where's Cheerilee sauce? Why did you do it for so long?"

Chen Xingyu looked at the cherries slowly coming out of the pot, wondering what he was thinking. Hearing Zhang Huai's question, it took him a long time to react, but he forgot to fire.

"I really convinced you." Zhang White turned on the fire for him, his face full of helplessness.

Today, the dessert shop closed early, and the three went to Zhang White's house together.

This was Wen Yuan's first visit to Zhang's house. He bought some fruits and gifts, and as soon as he entered the door, he greeted Zhang's father, mother, and uncle and aunt.

"You're Xiaoyuan, right? White often mentions you to me, saying that you are very talented in baking, and you are the smartest apprentice he has ever brought." Zhang White's mother is a writer, English, graceful, intelligent and intelligent. Grace. Those light green eyes were exactly the same as Zhang White's.

Although Zhang's mother is British, her Chinese pronunciation is not stumbling and she speaks very fluently. It can be seen that she has lived in China for many years.

After saying hello to Wen Yuan, Mother Zhang saw Chen Xingyu behind Zhang White, and the smile in her green eyes became even brighter.

"Xingyu, why are you buying things? What is the relationship between our two families?"

"I didn't buy this, it's some gifts my dad gave to my uncle." Chen Xingyu walked in with a smile and put the gifts in his hand on the ground.

"I'm going to the kitchen to see if my uncle needs any help from me."

He had been to Zhang's house several times, and he went into the kitchen with familiarity and helped Zhang's father.

Wen Yuan couldn't sit still in the living room, so he went to Zhang White's room to have a look. Zhang White took the initiative to show him the photo album of his childhood.

"My God, you looked too cute when you were young, like a girl." Wen Yuan flipped through the album and sighed.

He also found that there were many photos of Zhang White and Chen Xingyu in it. When he was a child, Chen Xingyu was not as thin as he is now, with round cheeks and two small tiger teeth, and he was also very cute.

"Wow, it seems that you and Chen Xingyu had a good relationship when they were young."

When Zhang Huai heard this, he felt a little awkward and snatched the album in his hand.

"When did I get along with him, but at that time, I was close to the Chen family and went to school together every day, nothing else."

Chen Xingyu, who came in with the fruit, just heard this sentence. The originally bright smile on his face became a bit bitter, and after trying to adjust his expression, he walked into Zhang White's room.

"Wen Yuan, White, eat fruit."

"You are more like the master here than I am." Zhang White said helplessly.

"Look at what you said, isn't the Zhang family just like my own? You can also treat my family as yours." Chen Xingyu was cheeky.

"What about yours and mine? We're not when we were kids. Don't be so close, okay?"

Wen Yuan sensed that Zhang White's words were inappropriate, turned to look at Chen Xingyu, and found that his eyes had indeed become a little dim.

He thought to himself, how could Zhang White be so stupid? Obviously when you are baking, your brain is so smart, how can you not be emotionally enlightened?

He was anxious, but he couldn't bear to pierce this layer of window paper. After all, Chen Xingyu has not confessed to Zhang White, but has been testing, and he is not good at pushing others to do things.

"White, ask your friends to come out for dinner." Father Zhang's voice came from outside.

"coming."

The craftsmanship of a three-Michelin star chef is naturally extraordinary. Wen Yuan also took a photo as a souvenir before eating, and every time he ate a dish, he asked his father for advice on cooking skills.

Chen Xingyu seemed to be a little reticent today, drinking sullenly at the dinner table.

After a meal, Chen Xingyu was already drunk, and his dark cheeks were stained with pink.

Father Zhang and Mother Zhang went for a walk in the park outside, leaving the space at home for young people.

"Chen Xingyu, today is my birthday, what are you doing so drunk?" Zhang White helped Chen Xingyu to the sofa full of lawsuits.

"Can't I be happy for your birthday?" Chen Xingyu smirked a few times with his tongue out, and took out a small box from his pocket.

"Look, this is my birthday present for you."

There was a trace of surprise in Zhang White's eyes, and he opened the velvet box and found a pair of emerald earrings inside.

When he was in college, he had his ears pierced, and then the wound in one ear became inflamed and infected, so he didn't wear ear studs much. Even if you want to bring it, it is the simplest style. I didn't expect that Chen Xingyu would give him such expensive earrings.

"You look very good with earrings. These are turquoise stones, which complement your eyes." Chen Xingyu seemed to be drunk, and his dark eyes stared straight at Zhang White, as if two flames were burning in his eyes.

"You don't need to spend so much." Seeing that the two turquoise stones were very expensive, Zhang White was inexplicably upset. Where did this guy get the money to buy such an expensive turquoise, doesn't his wife want it?

"Of course it is necessary, because this is for you."

Chen Xingyu looked at Zhang Huai's handsome and deep face, and he couldn't restrain the backlog of feelings that had accumulated in his chest for many years.

"Wright, actually I..."

Wen Yuan slipped into the room a long time ago, afraid of disturbing the two of them, so he sneaked behind the door and listened to the corner of the wall.

Hearing that Chen Xingyu seemed to be about to confess, a nervous expression crossed his face, and he couldn't help clenching his fists, cheering for Chen Xingyu in his heart.

"Actually, what, are you so drunk that you can't even speak? You dare to drink with my dad with this amount of alcohol." Zhang White laughed at him.

Chen Xingyu shook his head and said softly, "White, actually... I like you."

Zhang White's face stiffened, and he looked at him in disbelief.

Seeing his reaction, Chen Xingyu's heart was half cold. He smiled bitterly, lowered his head and said, "But I also know that you like Wen Yuan, it's my wishful thinking."

Wen Yuan who was suddenly cued:? ? ?

When did Zhang Huai like him? But he is married!