After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

When it comes to Zhou Yunqing, Wen Yuan's heart still hurts a little, but he still hides it well.

"Ah, that's too good—no no, I mean, it's a shame."

He said regret, but the uncontrollable excitement on his face could not be hidden at all. Wen Yuan rolled his eyes, his parents never cared much about his love life, they were all laissez-faire attitudes, why are they suddenly worried now?

"Old Wen, hurry up and say it." Stared at by her son's scrutiny, Ye Xia was a little cowardly and couldn't help poking Wen Chengmin's arm.

Wen Chengmin's thick eyebrows tangled for a few times, coughed twice, and looked at Wen Yuan tentatively.

"Xiaoyuan, since you broke up with your boyfriend, then Dad will introduce you to another one, and I promise to be a hundred times better than your boyfriend. What do you think?"

One hundred times better than Zhou Yunqing? Is that still mortal? Even the gods in the world can't look down on me.

Wen Yuan wanted to laugh a little, but gave up on himself: "Okay, you say."

"It's the grandson of Grandpa Qi who just came in. Have you heard of the Qi Group? Most of the high-end hotels in Wancheng belong to them. If you marry..."

"Dad." Wen Yuan interrupted him impatiently: "Am I such a superficial person? Tell the truth, can Grandpa Qi provide funds for our family on the condition that our family marry theirs?"

Wen Dad was pierced by him, and his face was uncomfortable: "Xiaoyuan, you are too smart, just like me."

Thinking of the meaningful look in the old man's eyes when he left, Wen Yuan fully understood. I didn't expect that this kind of **** marriage between rich and powerful families really happened in reality, but their family is not close to the rich family at all, at best they are just upstarts, how can they see him?

"Dad, a good heir to a wealthy family, even if you want to get married, you don't like me like this, right?"

Ye Xia immediately disagreed: "Xiaoyuan, what do you say, our family is a listed company anyway, and your father has been on Wancheng News, so you can't belittle yourself."

Wen's father pulled the sheets and looked melancholy: "Actually, Grandpa Qi's grandson is good everywhere, his appearance, conversation, and knowledge are all first-class, but he was in a car accident when he was twelve years old, and his right leg was amputated. such a pity…"

As soon as Ye Xia heard Dad's words, she quickly pinched his arm: "Didn't I tell you not to talk about this for now? It's not too late to wait until the two children are in contact!"

It turned out that the wealthy and noble sons condescended to marry their family because of physical disabilities. Wen Yuan laughed self-deprecatingly, pulled out his chair and stood up.

"Dad, I just broke up. Even if I want to introduce a new partner, I have to give me some time to buffer."

"That's right, Dad is too anxious." Wen Dad saw his son's depressed face, and he couldn't bear it and blamed himself: "Then you should buffer first, and tell me when the buffering is over."

It's really a plastic father-son relationship.

Wen Yuan left the hospital with a wry smile, returned to school, and as soon as he entered the dormitory, he found several straight male roommates looking at him with sympathy.

"Wen Yuan, we have seen the matter between you and Zhou Yunqing on BBS..." The boss walked over with a sad face and patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, two-legged toads are hard to find, There are plenty of two-legged men, and the next one will be better."

Wen Yuan's face was inexplicable. He logged into T University's BBS and saw that the scene where he smashed Zhou Yunqing with a cake yesterday was recorded and posted on the Internet, and a mysterious insider stated the cause and effect in detail in the post.

Wen Yuan and Zhou Yunqing were originally the most popular pair of CPs in T-big. As soon as the post was posted, it immediately exploded. Countless CP fans beat their chests and scolded Zhou Yunqing for his evil deeds.

Wen Yuan used his knee to know who posted the post. He went to the balcony and made a phone call.

"Xiao Hui, you don't have to do this."

The cashier girl looked indignant: "How can I do that, Zhou Yunqing, that scumbag, I have to let him die socially! Let all the students in T University see his true colors!"

"Thank you for your hard work, I'll invite you to dinner next time."

Wen Yuan thought about it, that's fine, lest he would have to explain the reason for his separation from Zhou Yunqing. Zhou Yunqing cheated first, and he always wanted to end it decently.

For the next three days, Wen Yuan went to class, ate and slept as usual, and helped out in the student union in his spare time. It is said that two days later, a well-known alumnus who graduated from Harvard was invited to return to the school to give a speech. The school leaders attached great importance to it. They changed the seats in the auditorium for a long time to new colors, and strived for perfection in every detail, and tossed the planning of their student union. It was miserable.

"See you at the basketball court after class." Roommate Ji Hong sent an invitation.

Wen Yuan returned well, packed up his schoolbag, went back to the dormitory to change clothes, and walked into the basketball court lightly. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked in, he saw the figure he didn't want to see the most.

Zhou Yunqing was wearing a red basketball uniform, with a strong posture, and was breaking through the opponent's defense. When he saw Wen Yuan holding the ball, he was stunned, and he didn't even realize that the basketball hit him on the head.

Yang Mo, who was watching the ball next to him, came over with a towel, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and looked at Wen Yuan with a smile.

"What a coincidence, Wen Yuan, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Wen Yuan grabbed Ji Hong who was going to come forward and beat him, his eyes mocking.

"Are you two together?"

If it was said that he still had a trace of nostalgia for Zhou Yunqing before, but now he looked at this handsome face, and there was only disgust in his chest.

"Xiaoyuan, I originally wanted to save you, but you haven't answered my phone calls or returned my WeChat, and you've posted those things on BBS. When I was the most painful, only Yang Mo was always with me. …”

Ji Hong has a hot temper, he grabbed the basketball in Wen Yuan's hand and smashed it, cursing: "I'm from CNM! It's popular for scumbags now to be slapped down, right? Two boats? I'm going to abolish you right now to kill the people!"

"Ji Hong, don't be impulsive." Wen Yuan dragged Ji Hong aside and reassured him a few words before walking up to Zhou Yunqing and smiling slightly.

"It's a coincidence that I also made a new boyfriend, and his driver will come to pick me up later."

Zhou Yunqing's expression changed.

"Xiaoyuan, are you kidding me?" He didn't believe that someone as devoted as Wen Yuan would have a new boyfriend a few days after breaking up with him?

Wen Yuan curled his lips and sent a message to go out. Ten minutes later, an extended Bentley parked on the boulevard next to the basketball court. The door was opened, and a man was wearing a black suit and white gloves, and his hair was dyed black with hairspray. The bright middle-aged man got out of the car and walked up to him with a respectful face.

"Master Wen, what are your orders?"

Ji Hong was shocked by Wen Yuan's operation. Several people in the dormitory knew that Wen Yuan had a good family background, but Wen Yuan had always acted in a low-key manner and could not see that he was such a rich and lavish person.

Yang Mo's face changed slightly when he saw the Bentley. He believed that Wen Yuan was trying to make a fat man with a swollen face. Maybe it was a rental car from somewhere. He smiled and said, "Then why didn't your boyfriend come Woolen cloth?"

Wen Yuan seemed to be overwhelmed by the question. After thinking for a few seconds, he glanced at a promotional poster of a Harvard alumni on the boulevard and pointed it out.

"Well, he's busy speaking today, so he doesn't have time to accompany me."

After saying this, he dragged Ji Hong and landed on the extended Bentley without looking back, leaving Zhou Yunqing standing there in shock.

Under the French phoenix tree not far away, a tall figure put one hand in the pocket of his trousers. Watching this scene, his thin lips twitched ironically.

"This is the person Grandpa is interested in? Ridiculously stupid."

The assistant smiled awkwardly: "The chairman must have his own reasons... Mr. Qi, it's getting late. It's time for us to meet the school leaders."

The figure in the suit snorted coldly, took a cane, turned and walked towards the auditorium.

Extend the Bentley.

"Uncle Liang, you acted so well just now!"

Uncle Liang stroked his hair embarrassedly: "It's the first time I've worn gloves. How could I need such a scrumptious pattern before."

Ji Hong looked left and right in the Bentley, carefully turned to Wen Yuan, and couldn't bear it: "Wen Yuan, isn't this the car you rented? How much does it cost for an hour?"

Wen Yuan laughed: "Don't worry, it's my dad's car, but it burns too much oil and the wheelbase is too long, so I usually put it in the garage and don't let it drive."

Ji Hong's eyes widened: "I know your family is the best in our dormitory, but I didn't expect it to be so good! You didn't see Zhou Yunqing's expression just now, that grandson's face turned green, hahahaha."

When Wen Yuan was with Zhou Yunqing before, he rarely mentioned his family for fear of putting pressure on him. After all, Zhou Yunqing disliked him for being too tall and his complexion was too dark. In short, he could pick thorns from him from time to time. Now that the two are separated, he is relieved.

He took Ji Hong home for a meal, and asked the driver to change to a low-key Mercedes-Benz to send the person back. As soon as Wen Yuan had time to watch the baking video, Ye Xia came back.

"Son, you happen to be at home. Come, Mom will show you something good."

"Do you want to see the ID photo of the young master of the Qi family?"

Wen Yuan bit the apple, took off the wireless headphones, and glanced at her with little interest.

"do not want."

"You have to watch if you don't want to."

Ye Xia closed his computer screen and held the phone in front of his face. Wen Yuan opened his eyelids reluctantly, and when he saw the ID photo on his mobile phone, his heart seemed to be slammed by something.

He saw what it looked like a hundred times better than Zhou Yunqing.

The man in the photo is extremely handsome, with deep and narrow black eyes, distant mountain-like eyebrows as if outlined in fine brushwork, a high nose bridge, and thin lips showing an attractive reddish color. In addition to the gloomy appearance, the temperament of the whole person is so dazzling that it is almost impossible for people to look directly at him.

Ye Xia smiled contentedly when she saw her son's dazed expression.

"How about it, better than your ex-boyfriend? I've made an appointment with your grandfather Qi. The two of you will meet this Saturday to get acquainted with him in advance."

"But Mom—"

"Okay, that's it. There is a saying that the best way to forget a failed relationship is to start a new one, so don't lose heart, son, maybe this is your Mr. right Woolen cloth!"

Wen Yuan:…

When the **** did you become a chicken soup master for the soul?