After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

Seeing Peng Qiu's shocked expression, Wen Yuan shook his head and smiled "badly".

"I'm sorry to disappoint you."

With a pale face, Peng Qiu murmured: "He definitely doesn't really like you, you are not worthy of him at all...why..."

I don't deserve it, so you deserve it?

Wen Yuan was speechless, he didn't want to argue with him any more, he turned and left directly.

Although it was cool to hate Peng Qiu at the time, but when he mentioned Qi Jinran's ex, Wen Yuan still felt a little uncomfortable.

Was the matter that Grandpa Qi didn't mention at that time also related to Qi Jinran's ex?What happened that year?

Returning to Shuixieju with a heavy heart, he found that the new oven in the kitchen on the third floor had been installed. Wen Yuan immediately forgot the previous unhappiness, and made the strawberry velvet cake and mango mille-feuille that he had always wanted to try.

While waiting for the cake to be baked, Wen Yuan decided to clean up the old things that were not used in the kitchen.

"Sister Xue, can I put the old oven in the warehouse in the basement?"

"The basement is a bit damp, and there is a utility room on the roof where you can store things." Xue Rong was preparing lunch for Qi Jinran in the kitchen.

"Well, then I'll put it on top."

Wen Yuan moved the old oven to the fourth floor, and there was a small room at the end that was closed, which should be the utility room that Sister Xue mentioned.

Unscrewing the doorknob, a smell of dust came over his face, Wen Yuan turned on the light, and found that there were large and small cardboard boxes piled up inside, probably old things left unused.

Wen Yuan put the oven in the corner, covered it with a cloth, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he tripped over the corner of a hard object.

He held on to the corner of the table to stabilize his body. When he looked down, it turned out to be a cardboard box sealed with glue. It must have been too long, the glue had dried and peeled off, and the cover of the cardboard box was turned up, revealing the objects inside.

Wen Yuan had no intention of prying into Qi Jinran's privacy, but as soon as he looked over, his pupils dilated slightly.

There seems to be a... figure in it.

Wen Yuan's heart was beating wildly. Driven by great curiosity, he opened the cardboard box and saw the contents inside.

It was actually a half-length portrait of Qi Jinran.The frame is extremely exquisite, and the people in the picture are vivid and lifelike. It is obvious that the painter is very skilled.Wen Yuan also noticed that there was a black abbreviated signature, NS, in the lower right corner of the portrait.

Looking at Qi Jinran's bright and gentle eyes in the portrait, Wen Yuan can easily guess what kind of feelings the author of this painting has towards Qi Jinran.

Could this ns be Qi Jinran's predecessor?

Is it because Qi Jinran keeps his paintings here because he still misses him so much?

Many guesses flashed through Wen Yuan's mind for a moment, he didn't dare to think about it any more, he put the painting back in the cardboard box, closed the door, and hurried downstairs.

"Xiaowen, I've prepared Mr. Qi's dinner, and it's in an insulated box. Why don't you go to the company and give it to him?"

Wen Yuan didn't hear what Xue Rong was saying, so he nodded absently.

"Great. Are you making a cake? You can also send it to Mr. Qi as a supper."

Only then did Wen Yuan remember that his cake was still in the oven, he exclaimed "Ah", and quickly turned and went into the kitchen.

Fortunately, it is not burnt, but the surface is a bit dry.Wen Yuan exhaled, forgetting all the melancholy, he cut the cake into small pieces, began to squeeze the cream to decorate flowers and decorate the fruits.

Xue Rong watched from the side, envious.

"Xiaowen, teach me how to do this sometime, too?"

"Yes, you can come to learn whenever you have time, but I am also a rookie, and my level may be average."

"Oh, don't be joking, the ones you made look better than the ones in the store windows."

"You flatter me."

Under Xue Rong's earnest eyes, Wen Yuan went out with the thermos box and cake box.Shuixieju is very close to the Qi Group Building, and it takes about ten minutes by car.After thanking the driver, Wen Yuan carried the bag and entered the building nervously.

He guessed that Qi Jinran was in a meeting, so he didn't dare to disturb him, so he just sent a text message to Zhuang Jie.However, Zhuang Jie seemed to be busy too, and didn't reply him.

When Wen Yuan was worrying about how to get in, he suddenly thought of his identity as Guan Peisheng, and hurriedly turned out the electronic certificate in his mobile phone and showed it to the front desk.

"BV, who are you looking for?" The little girl at the front desk was a little puzzled.

"I'm looking for... Assistant Zhuang."

"These two days are the year-end report of the senior management. Assistant Zhuang and Mr. Qi are in the conference room. Why don't you go to the lounge upstairs and wait."

"OK, thanks."

His authority definitely cannot enter the top floor, so he had to wait in the office area one floor below the top floor.At the end of the year, when various projects were finishing, the office area was still brightly lit. He had a temporary ID hanging around his neck. Before he could reach the lounge, he was stopped by a middle-aged man.

"That intern! Come on, help me copy these materials, it's urgent!"

Wen Yuan paused, then turned to look at him: "You... called me?"

"Who else is it if it's not you? What's the matter with you interns! You leave work earlier than the leader? You don't have any energy at all!" The man's tone was impatient.

Wen Yuan thought about it, theoretically speaking, he is indeed Qi's intern.Anyway, Jinran is still in the meeting, so it's okay for him to help here.

"Twenty copies, right?" Wen Yuan put the bag on the desk beside him, took the thick stack of materials from the man's hand, "I'll make a copy right away."

Only then did the man show a reluctantly satisfied expression, and returned to his work station.

Half an hour later, when Qi Jinran came down from the top floor, he saw Wenyuan surrounded by several enthusiastic female employees in the tea room.

"Xiao Wen, the mango mille-feuille you bought is delicious, I have never tasted such a delicious one before."

"Yes, this strawberry cake is also delicious, and the fruit is very fresh."

"Xiao Wen, how long have you been in the company? Do you have a girlfriend? I have a cousin..."

Qi Jinran frowned and coughed lightly.

When several female employees saw him appear, they were terrified. They quickly called "Boss Qi" and hurried back to their workstations.

Wen Yuan had just sorted out the copied materials, when he looked up and saw Qi Jinran, surprise flashed across his eyes.

"Are you done with the meeting?"

"Why don't you just come to the top floor?" Qi Jinran looked displeased.

"I didn't want to disturb you, so I came in by myself. Anyway, I'm also Qi's intern."

Wen Yuan smiled, thinking that Qi Jinran's dinner was still in the bag, he quickly took out the heat preservation box.

"Wait, I'll heat it up for you again."

As soon as he put the lunch box into the microwave, a man's impatient voice came from behind.

"That newcomer, have you finished copying the materials? Have you had supper yet?"

He is the deputy manager of the engineering department, and he also has some authority in his hands. He is usually good at flattering his superiors and oppressing his subordinates.Seeing that Wen Yuan was so popular with female colleagues, he was quite upset, and was about to explode at the opportunity.

"Which department are you from? Who recruited you—"

As he was talking, he suddenly found a person standing in the tea room. When that person turned around, he was so frightened that he almost lost his mind.

"Qi... Mr. Qi... why are you here?"

Qi Jinran raised his eyes coldly: "My dinner is hot in the microwave, do you have any objections?"

The deputy manager's back was sweating, and he said hastily, "No problem. But Mr. Qi, you eat too little, how about I help you order another tea-sage dinner?"

"Do your part."

Qi Jinran lowered his eyes, glanced at the thick pile of photocopied materials on the table, and spoke sternly.

"Even if you are an intern, you are not obliged to help you do this."

"Yes, Mr. Qi, you taught me the right lesson."

The deputy manager lowered his head, sweating profusely.

Qi Jinran finished the training, and led Wen Yuan to the top floor under the curious eyes of all the employees.

"Others ask you to help, do you just help?" Back in his office, Qi Jinran's face was not very good-looking.

"I just happen to be fine, it's nothing...it won't happen next time."

"You should be hungry, hurry up and eat first."

Wen Yuan took out the lunch boxes containing various dishes and put them on the table one by one.

"This chicken soup is made by Sister Xue with the old hen brought from her hometown. It is very nutritious. You should try it quickly." Wen Yuan handed him the chopsticks.

The corners of Qi Jinran's mouth twitched, looking at Wen Yuan's expectant eyes, he picked up the soup bowl.

Halfway through eating, he suddenly remembered something.

"Did you make the cake they ate before?"

Wen Yuan nodded, embarrassedly said: "I wanted to bring you and Zhuang Jie to eat, but they got hungry when they saw it, and said they wanted to eat, so I—"

"All points?" Qi Jinran clenched his chopsticks tightly.

"No, there is one left."

Wen Yuan rummaged through the paper bag and took out the last small cake left.

"The strawberries in this one are the biggest, and I specially reserved them for you."

Qi Jinran stared at the fresh/tender red strawberries on the velvet cake, and his heart softened instantly.His Adam's apple twitched, and suddenly said: "I don't have free hands."

Wen Yuan didn't think much, picked up the strawberry with a fork and brought it to his mouth.

Qi Jinran raised his eyes, looking at him with bright black eyes.

It was only then that Wen Yuan realized how ambiguous/ambiguous his actions were, his ears were red, and he was about to retract the fork, but Qi Jinran raised his head slightly, and ate the strawberry on the fork in one bite.