Engaged to a wealthy boss after being scum

Su Chi himself didn't have that kind of thought, but when Wen Yanting asked directly, he couldn't help but think too much.

Sure enough, Uncle Wen still minds, but it doesn't matter, he didn't intend to take advantage of Uncle Wen.

"I live next door." Su Chi pointed to the opposite room.

Looking at Su Chi's innocent eyes, Wen Yanting blamed himself for a moment. He was a kid who just turned 20, and he was impatient.

What Su Chi left for him was Chaoyang's master bedroom, "You live here, I'll sleep in the second bedroom."

"No, no, I like to sleep in a small room and feel safe."

Wen Yanting came to Su Chi's second bedroom. The room was only a little smaller and not cramped. Su Chi had already packed his study and work items. The room was neatly tidied up, and there was a Guqin beside the bed.

Wen Yanting didn't insist anymore.

"Uncle Wen, let's go to another room."

"it is good."

In a three-bedroom house, the extra room is arranged as a study, with an office area on one side and a baby piano on the other.

"This is for Uncle Wen's office, but it doesn't matter if my piano is here." Su Chi tentatively asked.

"It's okay, I like it very much."

"Then while you're working, can I play the piano for you?" Su Chi blinked expectantly.

"it's my honour."

With Wen Yanting's approval, Su Chi's heart was relieved, and he pressed his stomach, "Uncle Wen, I'm a little hungry, let's go out for dinner."

When passing by the kitchen, Wen Yanting noticed that the stove was full of raw materials for cooking, "Aren't you eating at home?"

Su Chi scratched his head, looking embarrassed, "I went to the supermarket to buy a lot of things yesterday, but it was only after I finished shopping that I realized that I can't do it."

Before Dad's business went bankrupt, there was an aunt who was in charge of cooking at home, and Su Chi rarely even entered the kitchen.

Wen Yanting rubbed his hair, "You don't need to know it, I can do it."

"Uncle Wen, can you cook?" Su Chi's eyes lit up. In his opinion, a man who can cook is the most attractive.

"Yeah." Wen Yanting cooked for himself during the years when he was studying abroad.After returning to work in China, I have never cooked in person again, "I am afraid it will not suit your appetite."

"No, everything that Uncle Wen eats is delicious."

"Well, I'm going to prepare dinner."

Su Chi actively followed the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves, "Do you need my help?"

"No, just rest."

"Then I'll play the piano for Uncle Wen."

"it is good."

Su Chi said he was playing the piano, and his hands were indeed not idle, but his eyes were not on the keys at all. He glanced around the kitchen and looked straight.

At this time, Wen Yanting had already changed out of his suit and was wearing a light-striped home clothes.Su Chi bought the clothes online two days ago. He also bought one for himself, but he didn't feel like wearing it.

The light and soft knitted fabric sculpts Wen Yanting's figure tightly and delicately.Wen Yanting has broad shoulders and narrow waist. He is born with a hanger and looks good in anything.

Su Chi couldn't help pulling off his clothes to look at himself. Compared with Uncle Wen, he was obviously thinner, and his abdominal muscles were only a thin layer, and he had to inhale hard to see them clearly, which was nothing compared to Uncle Wen's abdominal muscles.

Su Chi was distracted when Wen Yanting came to the study, "It's time to eat."

"Okay." Su Chi closed the piano cover and came to the dining table.

There were three dishes and one soup on the table, and Wen Yanting cooked a bowl of hot and sour rice noodles for him.

Su Chi pushed the hot and sour noodles in front of Wen Yanting, "Uncle Wen, eat this, I prefer your dishes."

"Yeah." Wen Yanting put the meat into his bowl, "Eat more, it's too thin."

"Oh." Su Chi ate with a sullen head. Sure enough, Uncle Wen also thought he was skinny, but he usually ate quite a lot, so why didn't he get fat.The more he thought about it, the more he tried, Su Chi simply ate three bowls of rice.

After the rice was cleaned, he picked up the bowl and said, "I'm full, go wash the dishes."

"No, I'll come."

"Oh, good." Su Chi was delighted. Uncle Wen can not only eat, but also wash dishes. Does such a good man really exist?

"Then I'm going to practice the piano."

"Wait." Wen Yanting held Su Chi's wrist, and brought him to his side, gently supported Su Chi's chin with his fingertips, pinched the corner of his mouth with his thumb and index finger, "There are rice grains."

Not enough, Wen Yanting's thumb swept down his lips again, "Okay."

Su Chi was in a state of desolation for a few seconds, and the place Wen Yanting swept over with his fingertips instantly became hot, as if he had been kissed by someone, soft and tense.

He lowered his head and lowered his eyes, bit the lip touched by Wen Yanting, and licked it with the tip of his tongue, that area became hot along with the whole face, "I, I'm going."

In a hurry to leave, Su Chi turned around, his stomach bumping against the corner of the table.

Hiss...it hurts.

"How is it? Let me see." Wen Yanting stopped Su Chi, helped him back to the stool, and directly lifted up the thin cotton jacket he was only wearing.

Su Chi's nerves were tense, oops!The belly that is so thin that it has almost no abs is about to be discovered.

Relying on the last bit of strength, Su Chi sucked in his abdomen hard, trying to make his abdominal muscles more visible.

Wen Yanting squatted down, looked straight at Su Chi's lower abdomen, pressed his palm lightly on the red mark, and kneaded it patiently, "Does it hurt?"

Su Chi held his breath, his lower abdomen seemed to have been electrified, "No, it doesn't hurt."

"Why are you so careless?" Wen Yanting complained in a tone, but it wasn't an accusation, and patiently helped him rub his stomach.

Seeing Su Chi's body stiff and unresponsive, Wen Yanting raised his eyelids to look at him, and couldn't help laughing, "Xiao Chi, what are you holding your breath for?"

Su Chi in front of him sat upright, staring at the front without moving, but he turned into a blushing face.

It was only now that Su Chi realized what was going on, he couldn't help it, he couldn't have a dent without abdominal muscles, he was too tired.

He took a long breath, his back loosened, and he said disgustedly, "It's okay."

Wen Yanting let go of the hand holding Su Chi's lower abdomen, "Do you not like me touching you?"

It's a bad thing, Uncle Wen misunderstood the holding back of his abs, Su Chi hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, I didn't mean that."

Seeing Xiaochun's flustered and helpless look, Wen Yanting's heart melted, and he scratched the bridge of his nose, "Alright, let's go practice the piano, I'll clean up here."

"Oh." Su Chi tugged at the hem of his clothes, and ran away in a desperate manner, not daring to look back, like a kid who made a mistake.

Before going to bed, Su Chi took a shower and got ready to go to bed.

He received a call from his manager Zhang Ningyu, "Xiao Chi, do you have any plans for the winter vacation?"

In recent years, Su Chi spent his winter vacation with his parents, and occasionally went out with friends in the rest of the time, "There is no arrangement."

"Recently, there is a love variety show that invites you, do you want to come?"

"Variety show?"

"Well, Juzi TV's heartbeat distance, this show is easy to attract fans."

Su Chi doesn't usually pay attention to variety shows, but he has heard of this show.It seems to be a reality show about love. Each episode has entertainers as guests, as well as amateurs selected through registration.

It is said that the last few issues have been running same-sex columns.

"Oh, I won't participate." Su Chi immediately refused.

Although he is not in a relationship with Uncle Wen now, Uncle Wen has a very poor sense of security. What if he finds out that he is participating in this kind of program and wonders if he wants to abandon him.

"Why?" Zhang Ningyu was obviously unwilling to give up this opportunity, "Xiao Chi, the ratings of this program are very high, and it will be of great help to your career."

"But if you want to fall in love with someone, I can't go."

"Why? You have a boyfriend?" Zhang Ningyu couldn't believe it. From the current point of view, being in love will definitely affect Su Chi's development.

"Not really, but I have an uncle to support."

"Uncle?" Zhang Ningyu was confused by him.

"Anyway, I can't fall in love with people on the show."

Zhang Ningyu refused to give up, "Xiao Chi, you don't have to worry about this, these are scripts, not to make you fall in love."

The program has been on the air for nearly ten years, and its ratings have always topped the list.The subject matter is fascinating, but the audience is also well aware that most of the CPs formed in the show are acting on the spot, and basically no longer contact after the end.

At the same time, the program group does not require who must form a CP with.If you don't have a favorite object, you can give up the choice completely.

Seeing Su Chi's hesitation, Zhang Ningyu pursued the victory, "The important thing is that the fee is very high this time."

"How tall is it?"

"Seven digits."

Su Chi always gave people the feeling that he was as indifferent as a chrysanthemum, and he didn't seem to be short of money. Zhang Ningyu couldn't help worrying, and continued to rack his brains to persuade him, "Xiao Chi, don't think for yourself, but also for our company... …”

"Okay, I'll go!" Su Chi readily agreed.

Who would have trouble with money?

Anyway, I was going home during the winter vacation, so I secretly took pictures of Uncle Wen and didn't know.If he is angry, just coax him, anyway, the money is to support my uncle.

"You don't have to be polite to make a play with whatever script you need, I can do it." As long as the benefactor's father has enough money, he will listen to the benefactor's father for everything.

"The details depend on the arrangement of the program group. If you are free tomorrow, come with me to meet the director and sign the contract by the way."

"Ok."

The next day, Su Chi and Zhang Ningyu came to the program group to learn more about the program of the event.

In fact, it is a reality show. The eight guests live and eat together day and night, complete small tasks at each stage, and cultivate each other's feelings.

Su Chi also watched the previous episodes. There were many male and female guests who didn't develop feelings for each other, and ended up becoming buddies. The effect was good, and the ratings of those episodes were also very high.

It was too easy to earn this money, and he could get a seven-figure salary just by playing around casually. Su Chi signed the contract happily without even thinking about it.

"Oh, by the way, there is one thing to warn in advance. For the sake of effect, our programs are all broadcast simultaneously, and the audience will barrage in real time." The director said.

Su Chi: "?"

Real-time barrage?The scene of the social death?

Why bother.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Su recently signed a reality show."

"Well, when will it air?"

"The first episode is on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, and it will be broadcast live simultaneously."

"En." Wen Yanting's attention was still on the document.

The assistant frowned into Sichuan characters, hesitating, "It's still a love variety show."

Wen Yanting stopped writing, "Love?"

"Yes." The assistant was terrified, and his speaking speed slowed down, as if it was the calm before the storm. He just wanted to lie on the beach and wait to die. "And, there is another guest invited at the same time as Mr. Su .”

"Who?"

"Qin Xiao."

The author has something to say: Su Chi: It's too difficult to hold back your abs, don't learn from it.