After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

With questions, Wen Yuan went to the living room.

Qi Jinran is having breakfast in the restaurant. On the table are shrimp dumplings, rice rolls, boiled lettuce, and a bowl of fragrant and fragrant handmade meatball porridge.

Wen Yuan smelled the fragrance and was so greedy that he quickly picked up his chopsticks and put a shrimp dumpling in his mouth.

"What are you doing in such a hurry? Sister Xue is still doing it." Qi Jinran's expression was light.

"You eat alone and don't call me." Wen Yuan complained.

Qi Jinran chuckled lightly and looked up at him.

"I get up at half past six in the morning, are you sure?"

It's too early, so couldn't he even sleep late? Wen Yuan hurriedly shook his head, chewing shrimp dumplings, his cheeks bulging.

"Forget it, you better leave me alone."

Sitting down at the dining table, Wen Yuan thought of the marks on his body and wanted to ask Qi Jinran what was going on. But looking at the man's calm expression, he didn't know how to speak.

"Then what... Jin Ran, last night... were there any mosquitoes?"

Qi Jinran turned the newspaper's hand for a while, and glanced at him with the eyes of the mentally retarded.

Wen Yuan laughed dryly, "I forgot, it's only the end of February, there won't be mosquitoes... But what's wrong with me..." The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and he scratched his neck unconsciously, but in the end he didn't ask.

Would Qi Jinran be the kind of person who would pinch and touch him at night while he was asleep?

Absolutely impossible!

He probably scratched it accidentally.

After breakfast, Wen Yuan took the snacks that were packed at Black Swan yesterday and went to the baking school.

He went to the advanced class to find Zhang White first. The tall and tall handsome mixed-race youth was standing behind the long table making crème brûlée. When he saw him coming in, he snorted softly.

"White, I'm really sorry yesterday, I didn't mean to let your pigeons go. Look, I brought you Black Swan's afternoon tea."

Zhang White snorted coldly, put down the egg beater in his hand, and started making caramel in a small pot, ignoring him at all.

"This macaron is super fragrant, crispy and soft. You smell..."

Wen Yuan handed the snack box to him.

Zhang Huai's stern expression couldn't hold back a little, and when he tilted his head, he saw Wen Yuan's bright black eyes with a smile, and he lost all his breath.

"Leave your stuff, don't bother me."

"Okay, Teacher Zhang."

Wen Yuan knew that Zhang Huai was no longer angry, and turned around contentedly to leave, but was stopped by the young man again.

"There is an international bakery competition in June, so get ready."

"Me?" Wen Yuan pointed at himself, not daring to believe, "I'm only at the beginning level."

"At the end of this period, you can advance to the intermediate level. What are you afraid of. And the baking competition is a group competition. One chef and one assistant chef, that is, the master and the apprentice. You can follow me when the time comes."

Wen Yuan didn't expect that Zhang White would invite him to participate in the competition and let him be the assistant chef, but he didn't even dare to think about it!

"Mr. Zhang, I will work hard!" Wen Yuan secretly made up his mind to keep up with Zhang White's pace.

"You'd better do what you say." Zhang White gritted his teeth, "Let me try the pigeon again?"

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Wen Yuan hurried away.

A few days later, T University also started school. Back at the familiar campus, Wen Yuan even felt as if he had passed away when he thought of everything he had experienced in the past few months.

He is only twenty years old, and he has become a married person. Will his life progress be a little too fast?

"Wen Yuan!"

When he entered the dormitory, Ji Hong saw him and hugged him in surprise.

"I thought you wouldn't go back to the dormitory when you got married."

"How is it possible, the dormitory is my second home, and no one can drive me away except the dormitory auntie!"

Wen Yuan lay down on his own bed, looking at other people's messy beds, with a long-lost intimacy.

Ji Hong smiled, "Don't even think about leaving when you come here, all the activities are arranged for tonight, all of our dormitory will go out to eat and drink, you won't go home if you don't get drunk!"

The second child sat on the head of the bed and echoed.

"I'll invite you to dinner, my scholarship has arrived."

"Then how can I do it? I, a married person, didn't invite me. Don't rob me." Wen Yuan said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, let's ask Wen Yuan to invite him. This guy got the certificate from the male **** without saying a word. We should kill him well!"

"Who are you going to kill?"

The dormitory boss just came back from outside.

The four of them got together, and it was so lively that they immediately began to discuss where to eat supper and where to sing K. Wen Yuan didn't talk much, anyway, they could go wherever they liked, and he would just pay for it.

"By the way, Wen Yuan, it doesn't matter if you don't go back tonight, right?"

"He doesn't care about me, it's fine." Wen Yuan said without thinking.

"That's good." Ji Hong breathed a sigh of relief, then he could take Wen Yuan to drink a few more bottles! Definitely get this guy completely drunk!

—Jin Ran, I have to have dinner in the dormitory at night, and then I have to sing, which may make it relatively late. I won’t go back today and will live in the dormitory.

Seeing the text message on the phone, Qi Jinran frowned.

He ignored the unhappiness in his heart and reviewed the documents as usual, but when it was time to get off work, he sat in the seat and suddenly lost the motivation to get up.

Wen Yuan wasn't at home anyway, so why did he go back so early?

Qi Jinran worked overtime at the company until nine o'clock, and finally had nothing to do. After playing a few games of Tetris, she set a new high score record.

If the boss doesn't get off work, the assistant doesn't dare to get off work either. Zhuang Jie entered the office for the nth time to deliver tea, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Mr. Qi, aren't you going home yet?"

Obviously Boss worked earlier than anyone else a few days ago, why did he suddenly turn on the 996 mode today and become a social animal?

"...There are a few documents that I haven't finished reading." Qi Jinran's face was cold, with an expression of "I want you to do more things".

"Let's go when you're done."

Zhuang Jie thought about it carefully. These days seem to be the day when the university starts, so theoretically, Mr. Wen should go back to school... Could it be that the boss doesn't want to leave work because his wife is not at home and he doesn't want to face the empty villa?

Ah, it must be so.

After leaving the office, Zhuang Jie walked to the empty corridor and called Ji Hong.

As a senior assistant, his intelligence work has always been in place. When he accompanied Qi Jinran to T University for the first time, he asked Wen Yuan's roommates' phone numbers and kept them on his mobile phone, just in case.

Look, it really comes in handy now.

Since the boss has a thin skin and is embarrassed to care about his wife, he can help the boss to inquire.

ten minutes later.

Zhuang Jie panted and pushed open the door of the president's office.

"Mr. Qi, I just received a call from Mr. Wen's roommate... They said that Mr. Wen was drunk and was clamoring to see you."

Qi Jinran immediately got up from the leather seat and picked up the coat hanging on the side.

"Go drive."

At this time, in a certain ktv in the south gate of t.

Wen Yuan was drunk by the three roommates together for a night of beer. He was so drunk that he couldn't walk, and lay on Ji Hong's body.

"Jin Ran... Jin Ran..."

He was too drunk, his head was dizzy, and everything he saw was stained with a hazy gray. He grabbed Ji Hong's arm, pinched his cheek angrily, and said unhappily, "You... hiccup... why did you bite me that night?"

"Who bit you?" Ji Hong's cheeks flushed from the drink, but he was slightly more sober than Wen Yuan. He patted Wen Yuan's chaotic hand, raised his hand and patted Wen Yuan's head, hehe said with a smile, "Come on, boy, call me Dad."

"You're not... my dad..."

Wen Yuan wrinkled his nose, stood up tremblingly, and wanted to drink the water on the table. He thought he was very close to the coffee table, but in fact he was still several steps away. He bent down, grabbed the air with his hands, lost his balance for a moment, and was about to fall forward when a big hand clasped his waist.

His back slammed into a warm embrace, and Wen Yuan smelled the familiar cold fragrance.

"Male god... No, Mr. Qi."

The boss is the only one who is sober among the four. He also answered Ji Hong's phone call just now. The other three people in the dormitory were very drunk. He was struggling with how to get them back. Unexpectedly, Qi Jinran came.

"I'm really sorry, we all drank too much today, and Wen Yuan will trouble you."

Qi Jinran glanced at the other two lopsided guys in the box, and said "um" softly.

He carried Wen Yuan into the car.

Wen Yuan was sobered up by the cold wind outside, and seemed to recognize Qi Jinran. He leaned against the man's arms, smelling the faint smell of cologne on his body, and his fingers couldn't help grabbing the collar of his shirt.

"Jin Ran..."

The voice was soft and drunk.

"Um?"

"That night... why did you bite me?"

Maybe it was the alcohol that made him bolder, and he couldn't help revealing the confusion that had been hidden in his heart.

Zhuang Jie, who was driving, heard the conversation in the back seat, and there was a trace of shock and surprise in his eyes.

Boss... is he actually such a sullen person in private...

He wanted to hear a few more words, and the baffle raised, blocking out all the sounds from the back seat.

Qi Jinran didn't expect Wen Yuan to remember this.

A suspicious blush appeared on his fair and delicate face, trying to get away with it.

"I didn't bite you."

He was just in a bad mood that day, and Wen Yuan slept too far away from him, so he couldn't help pulling him into his arms and rubbing it a few times.

"Then I'm...however there are...imprints..."

Wen Yuan pursed his mouth, pulled his neckline, and tried to prove it to him. It's just that before he could unbutton his shirt, the man grabbed his wrist.

Qi Jinran's breath was rough/heavy, and his black eyes stared at him.

"Xiaoyuan, I apologize to you, I won't bite next time."

Even if you want to bite, you will know in advance.

"okay…"

Wen Yuan nodded, barely satisfied. He buried his head on Qi Jinran's chest and fiddled with the horn buttons on his coat. As soon as he spoke, the heat he exhaled sprayed onto Qi Jinran's cheeks.

"I sang a lot of songs just now... I sang very well, do you want to listen?"

There was an itchy touch on his cheeks, Qi Jinran looked at Wen Yuan's blushing cheeks and watery black eyes, his eyes were unbelievably soft.

"Okay."

Back at the villa, as soon as Wen Yuan got out of his arms, he went back to his room and took out the guitar in the closet.

He staggered to find Qi Jinran next door.

"Jin Ran... you want to hear me sing..."

He was half awake and half drunk, but he still remembered how to play the guitar. When his fingers swept lightly on the strings, a melodious and bright chord sounded.

Qi Jinran sat on the head of the bed and looked at the boy. Wen Yuan was wearing a light blue sweater and dark jeans. Holding a brown acoustic guitar, he casually opened his legs and sat on the carpet with his back against the cabinet, his eyes blurred and gentle.

Qi Jinran listened to him sing quietly.

"There are always some amazing opportunities/like when I meet you/

Your tender and clear eyes/appeared in my dream

My love is like a cloud/stops nowhere in your sky..."

A low, nasal voice, like a soft feather, brushed across Qi Jinran's heart, and he seemed to see the starlight shining in front of him.

Wen Yuan was tired of singing, so he threw the guitar aside, leaned on the cabinet, and snorted twice.

"I'm so thirsty..."

Qi Jinran regained his senses and hurriedly went to get him water.

Wen Yuan drank half a bottle of water with his hand. He drank too quickly, and some of it flowed down his chin into the collar of his sweater.

Wen Yuan felt an itchy neck and took off his sweater, leaving only a long-sleeved T-shirt.

Qi Jinran was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he carried him to the bed, and pulled the quilt beside him to cover him.

Very nice.

He looked at Wen Yuan's appearance in the quilt, like a small animal returning home, with a contented and peaceful expression.

Wen Yuan yawned sleepily, and there were still water stains on his pale lips. Under the light, it looked like jelly coated with honey.

Qi Jinran stared at his lips, only to feel that his mouth was dry, and the suppressed desire grew from the deepest part of his heart.

He slowly stretched out his hand and stroked Wen Yuan's cheek lightly, looking at the boy's slightly trembling eyelashes, his fingers resting on those two soft lips.

Wen Yuan, who was asleep, was defenseless and looked innocent.

In the bottom of his heart, Qi Jinran despised himself for taking advantage of others' dangers, but the fingers on his lips couldn't help but increase his strength, even reaching into his teeth, rubbing his white teeth.

Wen Yuan snorted unconsciously.

Qi Jinran's eyes became darker and darker, he retracted his fingers, and could no longer restrain the strong throbbing in his heart, he lowered his head and kissed Wen Yuan's lips.

After tossing and grinding, I couldn't get enough of his taste.

Wen Yuan had trouble breathing and began to struggle in his arms.

Qi Jinran's dark eyes finally became clearer. He moved away from Wen Yuan's lips, still lingering on the touch of his waist and refused to let go.

After a while, he couldn't help but lift up the hem of the boy's long sleeves and take a look.

The previous hickeys are gone. But...he wanted to get some new ones up.

But he had already promised him just now, and if he broke his promise, it didn't seem very good.

Qi Jinran put down the hem of the boy's T-shirt, hugged him for a while, and went to the bathroom.

When Wen Yuan woke up, he found himself sleeping in Qi Jinran's arms.

The memory of last night was a bit fragmented. He remembered that he was drinking with Ji Hong and the others in the KTV, why did he go home again?

He was still held by Qi Jinran and fell asleep?

Wen Yuan was both uneasy and apprehensive. He carefully removed Qi Jinran's arm and was about to admire the man's beautiful sleeping face in the morning light, when those dark and beautiful eyes opened.

This seemed to be the first time that Wen Yuan saw Qi Jinran's sleeping face in the morning, with the lazy just woken up, which was particularly charming.

"Morning."

Wen Yuan couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth.

"Um."

Qi Jinran narrowed her eyes and was shocked when she saw the alarm clock on the wall.

He always got up at 6:30 on time, but today he overslept.

Following his line of sight, Wen Yuan also saw the time.

"You're already the president of the company, so it doesn't matter if you sleep in late?" Wen Yuan felt a little distressed about him.

Qi Jinran didn't speak, he found himself slipping into the abyss of losing his senses and rules again and again. And he was delighted.

"Occasionally, it's fine." Qi Jinran lowered her eyes.

Wen Yuan's expression suddenly relaxed, he suddenly thought of something, and looked at Qi Jinran with uncertainty.

"Last night... how did I get home?"

Qi Jinran was silent for a few seconds.

"You are drunk, call me, if you have to come back to sleep, I have to pick you up."

Oh my God, it turns out that alcohol really hurts people!

Wen Yuan's ears were blushing, and he clearly said that he would sleep in the dormitory, but he slapped himself in the face and was too spineless.

"I'm sorry, I asked you to pick me up at night. I will definitely not do this next time."

Wen Yuan was apologetic.

"The company is busy with a project, so I passed by on the way, it's fine."

Qi Jinran's expression was flat, he paused, and then said, "Don't drink so much wine outside in the future."

"Hmm, stop drinking."

When Qi Jinran entered the company, the employees who passed by looked at him in shock.

What did they see? Mr. Qi, who is always open all year round, rain or shine, must step into the company's door before eight o'clock, but he arrived at ten o'clock today? !

Zhuang Jie waited in the office until all the flowers were gone before he saw his boss coming in from outside.

He hurriedly handed over the documents in his hand and asked him to sign.

Qi Jinran seemed to be in a good mood. After sitting down, she looked up at him.

"Didn't you always want to take a break? You're not busy recently, so let's take a rest."

Early in the morning, is there such a good thing?

Zhuang Jie's face was full of smiles. He silently thanked Wen Yuan in his heart, held the signed document and left the office happily.

After reading the information for a while, Qi Jinran's cell phone rang.

A well-known son of a family called and said that he was celebrating his birthday at the Emgrand Hotel on the weekend and invited Qi Jinran to attend his birthday party.

Qi Jinran thought for a while, it seemed that he hadn't brought Wen Yuan into his circle, so he agreed.

On Saturday, Wen Yuan had no class and followed Qi Jinran to the Emgrand Hotel.

Before getting out of the car, Wen Yuan saw several limited-edition luxury sports cars driving past. Obviously, the guests who came and went here were either rich or expensive. Thinking of getting to know the people in Qi Jinran's circle soon, Wen Yuan unconsciously began to get nervous.

When I opened the door, I saw a tall man walking over with a smile.

Song Guanghai, the birthday star today, smiled and opened the car door for Qi Jinran.

"Jin Ran, I'm afraid I won't invite you. It would be great if you could come!" The Song family is a real estate family in Wancheng. They have always had a deep friendship with the Qi family and have business cooperation. Qi Jinran usually has a relationship with Song Guanghai. good.

Qi Jinran handed over the gift box in her hand, "Happy birthday."

Song Guanghai tapped him on the shoulder, took the gift, and said thank you.

When he saw Wen Yuan who followed Qi Jinran out of the car, he smiled unconsciously.

"Is this the sister-in-law?"

The author has something to say: the song Xiaoyuan sings is "Xiaoyu", I recommend everyone to listen to it.