After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

In the post-modern kitchen, Xue Rong was full of panic.

"Xiao Wen, this is not good... How can you be allowed to cook on your first day here?"

"It's okay, Sister Xue, I often make this soup for my dad at home."

"You really don't need my help?" Xue Rong was amazed when she saw Wen Yuan skillfully chopping onions. She had previously heard that the pampered young master who was moving in was thinking that Wen Yuan would not be able to do housework at all, but she didn't expect his knife skills to be so good that he did not lose her profession at all.

"Just make a borsch, soon. Just help me get the beef and butter out of the fridge."

Xue Rong helped him take out the ingredients in the refrigerator, and watched Wen Yuan cut the meat neatly, start the fire, and heat the pot. She realized that she was over-hearted, smiled, and exited the kitchen.

Wen Yuan finished cutting the beef and was about to stir fry when a tall figure suddenly appeared at the door.

"what are you doing?"

The cold voice made Wen Yuan's heart quiver, the beef on the plate accidentally dropped into the frying pan, the hot oil splashed on the back of his hand, and Wen Yuan cried out "ah" in pain, realizing that Qi Jinran was looking at him. , suddenly felt ashamed.

Qi Jinran looked at him in a hurry, his handsome eyebrows seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, and his tone was impatient.

"Don't try to please me with these clumsy tricks, and I won't eat what you make."

After saying this, Qi Jinran turned around and returned to the bedroom with a cane.

That stupid look in the kitchen, you can't even fry beef, can you eat what you make?

Wen Yuan didn't know that Qi Jinran had already given him a negative score for his cooking skills. Although he was splashed with hot oil on the back of his hand and mocked by a man, he did not give up, but continued with the next steps. Put the raw beef on a plate, then reheat the pan with olive oil, add onion, tomato, and beetroot, stir fry, and finally add potato cubes, and then pour water to boil the soup.

In no time, the kitchen was filled with the rich aroma of food. Xue Rong walked in following the scent and saw a pot of bright red Borscht soup, her eyes lit up.

"Xiao Wen, will it be done so soon?"

"Well, just add some seasonings. Sister Xue, try the taste for me and see how it goes."

"OK."

Xue Rong took a spoon and filled a small bowl and tasted it. The soup was rich and delicious. The sweetness of the vegetables and the tenderness of the beef complemented each other. After one bite, the whole stomach was warmed. Xue Rong gave a thumbs up in admiration.

"Xiao Wen, I can't even make this taste! It's so delicious! I'll bring a bowl to the young master right away."

"No, he can't eat it. You can drink with the housekeeper. I'm going out soon, so I won't be eating at home."

In the afternoon, I'm going to help at the bakery. It's almost time now, and he doesn't have time for lunch. He'll just go to the store and eat a bento.

Seeing Wen Yuan hurriedly leaving with her bag on her back, Xue Rong felt a little distressed.

Before she was cleaning in the living room, she naturally heard what Qi Jinran said at the kitchen door. The young master is also true. Xiaowen moved in on the first day. If he didn't welcome him, he didn't even want to drink the borscht soup that he spent an hour making. It was too heartless.

Thinking so, she still tentatively went to the study, and before she knocked on the door, she heard a voice from inside.

"Just make some porridge at noon, I have no appetite."

"Okay, sir."

Xue Rong sighed helplessly and went downstairs to the kitchen.

In the study lounge.

Qi Jinran stood by the floor-to-ceiling window with double doors and looked at the lake outside the window. As the weather became colder and colder, the wound on his right leg that had healed long ago began to tingle again. He closed the window with a pale face, returned to his desk, and slowly removed his prosthesis.

On the table is cold coffee and cigars, and there is an unfinished design manuscript on the electronic screen. He picked up the pen and made changes on the screen a few times, and suddenly Wen Yuan was in a hurry in the kitchen before, and a trace of irritability flashed across his eyes.

Maybe he shouldn't have promised his grandfather that letting such a reckless and reckless person move in would only disrupt the rhythm of his life.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

It was Qi Donghui who called.

He asked Wen Yuan if he was at home and how he was adapting, and asked the two of them to go to Qi's old house for dinner tomorrow.

Qi Jinran responded perfunctorily and hung up the phone.

After a while, Xue Rong prepared fish fillet porridge and brought it to her. Qi Jinran took a few sips and felt that it was too bland, but after all, she asked for it first, and it was not easy to have a seizure. After taking two sips, she put down her chopsticks and went back to the bedroom for a lunch break.

He was awakened by hunger, and his stomach was empty. Even though the villa was covered with floor heating, he still felt cold all over his body. He frowned and touched the crutches at the head of the bed, propped himself up, and wanted to ask Sister Xue to do something, but he didn't know what to think, so he swallowed the words.

Sister Xue must be resting at this time, forget it.

He went to the kitchen on crutches to see if there was any bread left in the refrigerator. As soon as he entered, he smelled a fragrant food fragrance, which was very sweet, and immediately aroused the greed in his stomach. He turned around and saw that the insulated soup pot on the stove was still plugged in, and it was from there that the aroma wafted out.

It is estimated that Sister Xue cooked some soup. Qi Jinran didn't think much, opened the lid of the pot, and the strong aroma of the soup rushed to his face, he couldn't help scooping up a bowl to taste. Just ate in. The sweet and sour taste fills the whole mouth, the tomatoes and potatoes are cooked sweetly and softly, mixed with the fresh and refreshing beef, which is extremely appetizing.

After eating a small bowl, Qi Jinran's whole stomach was warmed up, and the cold air in her body also dissipated a lot.

Just as he was about to scoop out the second bowl, Qi Jinran's hand suddenly stopped, and his face became extremely stiff. He suddenly remembered that when he came down, he saw Wen Yuan cutting beef and potatoes in the kitchen, so, did he cook this soup?

Thinking of the cruel words he had said before, Qi Jinran's face showed a trace of discomfort, quickly put down the bowl, and walked out on crutches. But when he arrived at the door, the aroma still lingered in his mouth. He hesitated for a long time, but with a blue face, he returned to the cooking table.

"Master, you are eating at home tonight—"

Xue Rong at the door of the kitchen didn't know what she saw. The second half of the sentence got stuck in her throat, and she looked surprised and happy.

Qi Jinran put the bowl back without changing his face, and said coldly, "This soup is too hard to drink."

Xue Rong gave a meaningful "Oh" and pointed to the corner of his mouth.

"Master, you still have soup on your face."

Qi Jinran: …

Just talk too much.

evening.

Wen Yuan returned to Shuixieju and was surprised to find that the borscht soup in the kitchen had been drunk.

He originally wanted to keep some for himself, but he didn't expect Sister Xue and the others to have such a good appetite. She smiled helplessly, and as soon as she left the kitchen, Xue Rong greeted her with a smile.

"Xiao Wen is back, dinner will be ready soon, you can eat some fruit first."

Wen Yuan nodded and went to sit on the sofa. Just after eating a slice of oranges, Xue Rong suddenly came to his ear mysteriously.

"Young master drank all the rest of the borscht soup."

Wen Yuan's eyes widened, looking at her in disbelief.

Xue Rong wanted to say something, the elevator dinged, and Qi Jinran came down from the second floor. The handsome man's face was pale and gloomy, and he was holding a red sandalwood walking stick in his hand.

Xue Rong hurried into the kitchen.

Wen Yuan was still immersed in the joy of Qi Jinran drinking the soup he made. When he saw the man walking over, his facial features immediately stretched out, and a big smile appeared on his handsome and handsome face.

"Mr. Qi."

Qi Jinran gave a cold "um", put down her cane, and sat down on the sofa opposite him.

Wen Yuan touched his hair embarrassedly, seeing the plump and juicy oranges on the coffee table, he couldn't help but pick up the tray and bring it to Qi Jinran.

"This navel orange is very sweet, would you like to try it?"

Qi Jinran looked at him with an anti-customer-oriented look, and was inexplicably unhappy in his heart, and raised his deep eyelids.

"I don't like sweets."

"All right."

Wen Yuan made fun of himself and put the tray down again. The Qi family is good everywhere, but unfortunately the owner who lives here doesn't like him. His parents also asked him to get along well with Qi Jinran, but with this attitude, it would be nice if they didn't kick him out one day.

No one spoke anymore. In the silence, Wen Yuan turned on the TV and jumped to the children's channel, which was playing SpongeBob SquarePants. Seeing the scene where Pai Daxing was deflated, Wen Yuan couldn't help laughing, and suddenly, a displeased gaze shot over.

Wen Yuan's laughter stopped abruptly.

Damn, I almost forgot that this is not my home.

He smirked, changed to a serious news channel, and sat and watched the news honestly. Just seeing half of it, eyes can't help but float to Qi Jinran's face.

Not to mention, although this guy has a poisonous mouth and is a deadly arrogant, but this face is also very beautiful, 360 degrees without dead ends, especially when the face is turned sideways, the bridge of the nose is high and the eyelashes are dense and long, he can bear it. Can't stop thinking about calling.

When all kinds of thoughts were running wildly in his mind, the man who was quietly watching the news seemed to notice something, turned his face suddenly, and looked at him with deep black eyes.

Wen Yuan was caught, blinked his eyes guilty, and quickly stood up: "What, I'll go to the kitchen to see if the meal is ready."

This dinner Wen Yuan was very lonely.

In the past, when he was eating at home, he would share all kinds of interesting things at school with his parents, and the three of them made jokes. But here, he and Qi Jinran were the only ones sitting across from each other, Qi Jinran didn't speak, and he didn't dare to speak, except to bury his head to eat, he didn't dare to let out the air.

When he finally finished eating, he was relieved and rushed back to his room.

Looking at the cold night outside the window, Wen Yuan finally felt a little uncomfortable.

He wanted to call his parents, but he was afraid that they would think too much, but he finally gave up. Being bored in the room was not a solution, so he decided to go out for a walk.

It was raining outside, so he had to wander around indoors. He didn't take a good look at the villa during the day. If it wasn't for Xue Rong's introduction, he wouldn't have known that there was a game room and a gym on the third floor. He changed into casual shorts and a T-shirt and planned to go for a run in the gym. As soon as he stepped in the door, the phone in his pocket rang.

"Mom?" Wen Yuan didn't expect his mother to call him.

"Xiaoyuan, are you in Qi's house... are you still used to it?"

Although Ye Xia was very satisfied with Qi Jinran and agreed with this marriage, she could probably see from yesterday's engagement banquet that Qi Jinran didn't seem to be very interested in this marriage, and she was a little worried at the bottom of her heart.

Hearing his mother's voice, Wen Yuan's nose was a little sour for a while, but he didn't want Ye Xia to worry, and a smile appeared on his face quickly.

"I'm used to it, it's like being in my own home, and it's bigger than my home."

"Then... What about Jin Ran? How does he treat you?" This was Ye Xia's greatest worry.

Wen Yuan laughed: "He was very kind to me. When I moved in, he even pushed the meeting and helped me pack up. We went out for pasta at night, at a lakeside restaurant, that steakhouse. It's so delicious, I've eaten it all."

"Really?" Ye Xia couldn't help laughing when she heard her son say that: "I can't tell, Jin Ran still likes you."

"Of course, I'm also in charge of the yard, and it's not a matter of minutes for a Qi Jinran to bow down under my jeans!"

"Ah."

From a corner of the fitness room, a mocking chuckle suddenly came.

Wen Yuan was dumbfounded when he saw Qi Jinran standing up from behind the elliptical machine.