After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

The room was silent.

Outside the house, the dark blue sky revealed a hint of fish belly white, and a few cold stars were embedded in the distant sky.

"What are you doing here?"

In the room as warm as spring, Qi Jinran's voice was extraordinarily cold.

Wen Yuan had expected this scene a long time ago, so he didn't panic at all, and said cheekily: "I think Ding He is quite tired, so I want him to rest—"

"The hourly salary I gave him was [-], counted from the moment he walked into this villa. Do you think I spent so much money to invite him to rest?"

Wen Yuan choked for a moment, his cheeks flushed slightly, he grabbed the towel and left the bedroom in embarrassment.

Qi Jinran rang the bell to let Ding He come in. Ding He helped him do a full-body examination. The old wound on the man's right leg had healed and his body temperature dropped, but he still had a low-grade fever.

"Mr. Qi, in fact, you don't need to say that about Mr. Wen... He watched over you by your bedside last night. He really put his heart into it."

Qi Jinran knew it without Ding He's telling.In the second half of the night, when his fever was not so severe, he woke up in a daze once, and saw Wen Yuan sitting on the bedside, his head was biting, and he was still muttering something.

This guy was probably complaining about him in his dream, right?

This thought flashed through my mind, and then an indescribable complex emotion surged in my chest.Even though Wen Yuan was strangled by him that night and said harsh words, and he didn't reply to any apology text messages, why would this stupid guy not learn his lesson and still approach him?

Qi Jinran looked at the tall trees outside the window, and when he was in a daze, he suddenly heard the melodious sound of a guitar coming from the next door.

Ding He heard it too, he smiled slightly and looked at Qi Jinran.

"Mr. Qi, actually listening to music is also a way to relieve pain, or—"

"It's noisy, don't use it."

Qi Jinran closed her eyes and rejected him flatly.

Ding He scratched his hair helplessly and left the room.

Although Wen Yuan didn't sleep much that night, he was very energetic.After practicing the guitar, he went to the unused kitchen on the second floor, and was pleasantly surprised to find that all the ingredients he used for baking at home had been delivered.

Ms. Ye is really reliable.

With the tools and ingredients at hand, Wen Yuan couldn't sit still, and planned to make a European bag.Skillfully preparing the tools, raising the dough, sprinkling yeast powder, kneading the dough repeatedly, watching the smooth dough take shape on the chopping board, an indescribable sense of satisfaction occupied Wen Yuan's heart.

Baking is his greatest joy in life.Watching the dough in the oven slowly expand and turn into golden and crispy bread, Wen Yuan felt particularly accomplished.It's a pity that his parents have a traditional diet and are not used to western pastry, so he didn't have the opportunity to play it.Now that he's at Qi's house, he has time to focus on his hobbies.

The freshly baked bread exudes a tempting sweet smell, which Ding He could smell even on the first floor.Seeing Xue Rong come down with the plate, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Sister Xue, when did you learn how to make pastry?"

"I don't know how to do it. This is all done by Xiaowen. I have never seen such a clever boy."

Xue Rong was full of praise for Wen Yuan.With a smile all over her face, she entered Qi Jinran's bedroom with a European bag and hot milk, and placed the knives and forks on the small dining table on the bed one by one.

"Master, breakfast is ready. Mr. Wen made it. Would you like to try it?"

Qi Jinran's condition has improved a lot today, but his face is still pale.He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, his black eyes were opened indifferently, and his tone was disgusted.

"It's not ugly at all."

The oubao in the ceramic dish was indeed ordinary from the outside, Qi Jinran picked it up without any expectations and took a bite. After tasting something, his pupils dilated slightly.

The warm and crispy noodles are inlaid with various nuts layer by layer, and the heart is rich and sour and sweet blueberry jam. One bite, the mouth is full of sweetness, and the whole tip of the tongue trembles.

Qi Jinran is very picky about the taste of pastries. He has tasted almost all the afternoon teas in all the top luxury hotels under Qi's, but in terms of the softness of the bread, there seem to be very few that can compare to the European bread in front of him.

This guy seems to have a bit of culinary talent...

"Master, how does it taste?"

Xue Rong looked forward to it.

"Okay."

Qi Jinran lowered her long eyelashes and took a sip of hot milk.

"There are other flavors, would you like another one?" Xue Rong dutifully helped Wen Yuan sell it.

"No, I'm almost full."

That being said, after Xue Rong took away the empty dishes, Qi Jinran lay on the bed, reminiscing about the scent of the European bag, still a little unfinished.But if he was asked to go to Xue Rong again, he really couldn't open his mouth.He struggled to sit up, trying to divert his attention by reading a book, when he suddenly found a blue biscuit box under the lamp of the bedside table.

There was a letter under the box, Qi Jinran pulled out the letter and unfolded it. After seeing the contents clearly, complex emotions flashed across his black eyes.

This is the letter of apology written by Wen Yuan two days ago.

The cookies in the box were naturally made by Wen Yuan.

Qi Jinran read the letter, folded it again, put it in the drawer, opened the box, and took a piece of chocolate chip cookie.

He chewed the biscuits slowly, listening to the sound of the guitar coming from next door, his black eyes quietly looked at the lake outside the window, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up.

This guy is actually not that unbearable.

After lunch, Wen Yuan was so sleepy that he didn't have the heart to practice guitar anymore, so he went back to his room and fell asleep.

This sleep lasted until three o'clock, and when he woke up, he found a tall figure standing beside the bed.

The indoor light in winter was dim, the curtains were half drawn, Wen Yuan didn't fully open his eyes, he only saw a vague shadow, he yelled "ah" in fright, and jumped up from the bed in an instant.

Qi Jinran's handsome fair face was wrapped in the black turtleneck of the sweater, and his face was pale.

"Sleep stupid?"

"You...you when did you come?"

Wen Yuan never imagined that Qi Jinran would condescend and come to his room to wake him up.

"Put on your clothes and come out with me."

Qi Jinran didn't answer his question, turned around and left the bedroom after saying this.

Wen Yuan hurriedly put on his jacket and changed his shoes. When he arrived at the living room, he found Qi Jinran waiting for him at the door, leaning on a cane.

"Your leg... is it alright?" Wen Yuan glanced at his right leg with some concern.

"What do you think?"

Qi Jinran walked towards the landscape corridor. Although his steps were not as natural as before, they were still steady and powerful.Wen Yuan followed behind him, and the two got into the extended Lincoln together. Watching the vehicle driving towards the city center, Wen Yuan was a little puzzled.

"Where are we going?"

Qi Jinran had no intention of explaining. The lengthened Lincoln drove all the way into the busiest street in the city center and arrived at the underground garage. After getting out of the car, two shop assistants in black professional suits and gloves welcomed them into the VIP resting place on the top floor of the building. room.

"Measure him."

In the lounge, Qi Jinran flipped through the business magazines on the table with a calm expression.

Wen Yuan thought that Qi Jinran didn't like his clothes, so he brought him here to buy clothes, but just as he raised his arms, the shopping guide opposite him smiled.

"Just press your right hand on the mold."

She brought a box to Wen Yuan, and Wen Yuan tentatively stretched out his hand and pressed it, and a clear palm print appeared on the white ooze.

What is this going to do?

He was puzzled, but Qi Jinran didn't give him an answer until he walked out of the lounge.

Wen Yuan soon ran out of time to think about these things. The New Year's Eve party was just around the corner. Except for classes, he would stay in the rehearsal room whenever he was free, mingle with the rest of the band, and practice songs against the clock.Occasionally, he returns to the Waterside Pavilion, and rarely meets Qi Jinran.

The day before the performance, Wen Yuan received a call from Ye Xia.

"Far away, I'm sorry, Mom and Dad can't go to your performance this time. A friend of your dad's is sick, and we have to visit him in City B tomorrow...how about you give Jinran the ticket and let Jinran go see it?" ?”

Wen Yuan was used to being let off by his parents, so he was not disappointed.

"Well, let's see if he's free."

"Have you received the performance costume that mom ordered for you? Remember to take a picture for me to see." Ye Xia asked worriedly.

"I received it, and I will take a picture of it for you to see."

Although Ye Xia couldn't come to the scene, but her precious son was going to perform on stage, she had already asked someone to tailor a performance costume for him. It was low-key and luxurious. Once her son wore it, he would definitely become the most handsome boy in the audience!

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yuan looked at the gift box and tickets on the table, feeling a little disappointed.For a second, he thought about calling Qi Jinran and asking him if he would like to come to T Grand to watch the party, but thinking that he must be busy with business, he dismissed the idea.

At this time, Qi's CEO's office.

Zhuang Jie held an invitation letter and handed it to Qi Jinran respectfully.

"Mr. Qi, the vice principal of T University sent it. Please go to T University's New Year's Day party tomorrow night."

There was also a program list attached to the invitation letter, Qi Jinran glanced at it casually, and when he saw the host, his gaze paused slightly.Further down, he saw Wen Yuan's name.

"Boss Qi, do you still want to attend the Gu family's reception tomorrow night?" Zhuang Jie, who is the most winking, asked tentatively.

"Push it."

Qi Jinran narrowed her black eyes slightly, and put the invitation letter in the drawer.

"Pick up what I ordered tomorrow."

"Yes, Mr. Qi."

Zhuang Jie smiled happily.

The day of the show.

Wen Yuan put on makeup and changed into costumes, and as soon as he came out of the lounge, the rest of the band stared straight at him.

"Fuck, this is too fucking handsome!"

"Wen Yuan, when will you debut, will I be your manager?"

"If this photo is posted on the Internet, it will definitely beat those traffic stars!"

Wen Yuan blushed a little after being teased by them, he patted his cuffs uncomfortably, and the gold powder on his body rustled down.

"Don't be poor, hurry up and go."

While waiting in the background, Wen Yuan ran into Zhou Yunqing.The latter was wearing a white suit and light makeup. He was handsome and refined. Seeing Wen Yuan's attire, he was slightly taken aback.

Wen Yuan was wearing a light black short coat, with wing-shaped patterns embroidered with silver thread and gold foil from the chest to the shoulders, making that handsome face even more dazzling.

Seeing Zhou Yunqing, Wen Yuan was startled for a moment, and then passed him indifferently.

After 10 minutes, the show begins.

Wen Yuan's song was the finale. He hugged the guitar, half-closed his eyes, and when he slowly rose from the lifting platform to the center of the stage, the audience held their breath and focused their eyes on him.

There was a beam of light falling from above his head, he opened his eyes, and looked at the auditorium with dots of fluorescent lights, his black pupils seemed to fall into the starlight, which was incredibly bright.

Slender fingers plucked the strings, and a deep magnetic singing sounded slowly: "The brightest star in the night sky / Can you hear me clearly?"

The person who looks up / The loneliness and sigh in my heart

The Brightest Star in the Night Sky / Can You Remember

The figure that once walked with me/disappeared in the wind

……

Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence

whenever i get lost in the dark

the brightest star in the night sky

please guide me close to you

……

As soon as Wen Yuan opened his mouth, the audience erupted instantly, waving light sticks and screaming.This song was too familiar among the students. In the end, it almost turned into a chorus, and the atmosphere in the auditorium was also ignited to the fullest.

"Ahhh! Wen Yuan is so handsome!"

Zhuang Jie's eyes were shining brightly, and when he was waving a fluorescent stick and screaming loudly following the audience, he suddenly felt an unpleasant gaze.

Oops, too ecstatic to be discovered by the boss.

He quickly put down the light stick in his hand and shrank his body into the seat.

Qi Jinran listened to "Wen Yuan, I love you!" "Wen Yuan is so handsome!" "Little brother, I want to give birth to a monkey for you", his black eyes were so dark that they couldn't sink any deeper.He was suddenly a little annoyed, he was not a person who likes to be lively, why did he come here?

He got up and wanted to leave, but as soon as his eyes fell on the center of the stage, he seemed to be frozen.

On the dark stage, only a bright spotlight shone from the boy's head. Wen Yuan hugged the guitar, playing and singing alone, with handsome eyebrows and gentle expression, like an independent little prince, calm and dazzling.

Qi Jinran sat in the middle of the first row, and he could see every change in Wen Yuan's expression very clearly.At the end of the performance, he watched him bend down with the band to take the curtain call, and watched him smile as he accepted the bouquets from the audience.

Suddenly, Wen Yuan seemed to sense something, and glanced down the stage.

Qi Jinran's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously clenched the armrest of the seat.