Engaged to a wealthy boss after being scum

The two left before the lights were turned on. The venue was some distance away from the school gate. Su Chi's mask was still hanging on his face, and Wen Yanting dragged him outside.

On the campus at ten o'clock at night, except for the rustling of leaves blown by the wind, there are only a few walking couples left, and the air is mixed with a peaceful atmosphere.

Su Chi looked down at himself, "I'd better change my clothes first."

"No, I'll change it for you when I get home."

The other party's tone was calm, but it changed in Su Chi's ears, "But, Dad Wen and I agreed to go back to sleep at night."

"Well, I'll go back with you."

Su Chi held his breath for a second, he understood what this meant, his efforts were not in vain, Uncle Wen was finally willing to go home.

After getting in the car, Su Chi started to mutter again, what would he do if he went home in this suit and was seen by Papa Wen.

"Should I take it off here?"

It's just the two of them in the car now.

Wen Yanting held the steering wheel, without hesitation, "No."

"Oh." No, no, anyway, I have a mask, and no one can see it if I cover my face.

"Is it okay to live during this time?"

"I'm very adaptable. Papa Wen is so kind to me. He obeys me in everything, and even asks the chef to make delicious food for me." Every time Su Chi thinks of these things, Su Chi always believes that he is the happiest person in the world. .

"I can tell, I'm fat."

Su Chi pouted, "Is it ugly to be fat?"

"It's not ugly, it's better to be fatter." Wen Yanting tapped the brake lightly, "How is he?"

This is the first time Uncle Wen has taken the initiative to mention Dad Wen in front of him.

"Other places are pretty good, but the bad weather makes my legs hurt easily.

"The left leg?"

"Ah."

When Wen Yanting insisted on leaving home, Wen Zhennan fell down the stairs in order to keep him and injured his left leg.

Wen Yanting gripped the steering wheel tightly.

"Don't worry, Papa Wen is in good health."

"But there is one thing that is particularly bad." Su Chi hugged his shoulders and puffed up, "Papa Wen's chess skills are too bad, his chess skills are not good, and he always likes to regret chess."

Wen Zhennan is keen on playing chess and loves playing tricks. Wen Yanting knew about it when they were still living in the small town of Yun County.

After all these years, it still hasn't changed.

"Next time, you must avenge me and beat Papa Wen, okay?"

Wen Yanting's chess was also taught by his father.

The lights in the car were not turned on, and Wen Yanting's expression could not be seen clearly in the dim atmosphere.When Su Chi thought he would not get a reply, a gentle voice came from beside him, "Okay."

The car was stopped at the door of the house. After the guard confirmed that Wen Yanting was inside, his excitement was all written on his face, "Young master, I will inform the master."

"No need."

"Yes." The guard stopped and bowed to Wen Yanting, and quickly opened the door to let them in.

The car passed through the courtyard and stopped at the main entrance of the villa. Wen Yanting handed the key to the doorman to park the car, while he opened the co-pilot's door and bent down to pick up Su Chi.

"What?" Su Chi pushed away.

"Take you home."

Su Chi stretched his feet down, "I can walk by myself without hugging."

"It's up to you whether to hug me or not."

Su Chi struggled to no avail, so he had to give up.But dressed in red and hugged by Uncle Wen, how does it feel like getting married?

Wen Yanting pushed open the door, the living room was brightly lit.

"Little Chi, come back..."

Su Chi didn't dare to open his eyes, would Father Wen be frightened by him?

Wen Zhennan was leaning on crutches, and his son, who hadn't come home for more than ten years, was standing at the door. Years had made him mature from youthful, but this face was never unfamiliar.

It's just that the girl in red in his son's arms is...

After Wen Zhennan checked again and again, he realized that it was Xiao Chi.

"Father Wen, I, we are back." Su Chi was still bored in Wen Yanting's arms and did not dare to move.

"Hey, you guys are busy, I'm going to sleep." He didn't care about the young man's affairs, left a word and turned back to the bedroom, the door was closed tightly.

Wen Yanting pushed open the door of his room with ease, and carried Su Chi into the bed.

Before Su Chi could take off his mask, he tugged at the hem of his clothes that got in the way, propped his palms against the bed and leaned against the head of the bed.

Wen Yanting took off his suit and tie off, put his knees against the bed, and gradually approached him.

At this time, Uncle Wen was so handsome that he panicked, but it seemed that there was a little danger...

"Uncle Wen." Su Chi's beating heart was stuck in his throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Wen Yanting pinched Su Chi's chin, took off the mask on his face, and softly kissed the end of his eyes, "Why do you have to dress up so attractively?"

Su Chi didn't expect it to be like this either, neither Chinese makeup artists nor foreign ones are reliable, so don't wear clothes casually, and don't participate in strange activities.

"Are you angry?" Su Chi hooked Wen Yanting's neck, rubbing the tip of his nose back and forth around the edge of his jaw.

"Not angry." Wen Yanting moved his other hand to the strap on Su Chi's side waist, pinched one end with his fingertips, and pulled gently, "It's just that I can't control myself—"

"I'll be jealous."

"I'm more worried about you being robbed."

The bright red robe slid to the ground along with the bed sheet, together with Wen Yanting's plain solid color shirt.

The friction of the belt and zipper can be heard in the room, as well as a slight gasp.

"It won't be snatched away."

"I'll always be yours."

The thread-like glimmer of light penetrated through the gap of the window, disturbing the dream of the already deep sleeper.

"It's time to get up." Wen Yanting's voice came along the soft feather pillow.

Su Chi rubbed his hair and got out to check the time.Last night, he didn't go to bed until two o'clock, and he just wanted to stay awake.

"I'm going to be late." Wen Yanting put his hand through the gap in the quilt to help him get dressed.

"I don't have class in the morning." Su Chi turned over, dragged him back to the bed, and buried him in Wen Yanting's chest.

"There is a donation ceremony at eight o'clock."

"No." Su Chi was not interested in that kind of thank-you meeting where philanthropists donated things to the school.

"You don't have to go, but I can't."

"No, you can't go either." Su Chi hasn't had enough sleep yet, he wants to sleep comfortably all day with his arms around Uncle Wen.

"Today's donor is me."

It took a few seconds for Su Chi to hear Wen Yanting's words clearly. He sat up abruptly from the bed, with a torn square sheet of metal wrapped on the back of his bare shoulder.He scratched his head, fully awake.

After getting off the car, the two walked side by side on the stone road leading to the lecture hall.

Wen Yanting held his hand, "Do you mind if your classmates know about our relationship?"

"Of course I don't mind." His Uncle Wen is so nice, the whole world will envy him when he finds out.

"Okay, do you want to sit with me later?"

"No, I'll go find my classmate."

Uncle Wen must be sitting in the most conspicuous position in the front row. It is safest for him to sit in the back like an ordinary student.

The donation ceremony was about to begin, and Su Chi sat in the corner of the back row with Danny beside him.

"Hey Sue, why did you leave so early last night?" Danny's perpetual chatter, "Who did you kiss, Jason, George or Mike?"

"No one." Su Chi didn't want to continue this kind of conversation with him, he pointed to the front, "It's about to start."

Su Chi has never been interested in this kind of ceremony. He took out his notebook and wrote the music until the host said Wen Yanting's name in Italian. Su Chi took the notebook back and looked up at the stage.

"Oh God, this philanthropist is so young." Danny sighed, "In your Chinese words, isn't it called young and promising?"

"Young?"

But Su Chi kept calling him uncle.

"You see, his hair isn't even gray."

Su Chi: "..."

If you have to compare it like this, it is indeed young.

"The previous philanthropists were all old men with white hair." Danny sighed to the stands, "Young, rich, and handsome, I'm really enviable."

Su Chi didn't respond, but he felt relieved.

"Hey Su, he is also Chinese, do you know him?"

"I..…."

"Oh forget it, you're so old-fashioned, so you must not know him." Danny took out his mobile phone to check the information while talking, "What's his name, Yan Tingwen?"

"Oh God, he is Zhennanwen's only son." Danny's eyes glowed, and he shook Su Chi's shoulder desperately, "Su, do you know Zhennanwen? He is the richest man in Italy, and you are also from the East."

Su Chi: "..."

"God, he's actually engaged to a starlet in your country." Danny swiped the phone screen, "No matter how good a man is, he can't resist the temptation of beauty."

"What kind of beautiful face can one marry with such a rich man?"

Su Chi's head started to hurt, but he wanted to confess, but he became more and more speechless.

Wen Yanting on the stage was wearing a sharp high-definition suit. He had tied the tie and buttons himself an hour ago, and Su Chi's heart was racing with every word the other party said.

"Today, on behalf of my fiancé, I would like to thank Saint Lucier for his cultivation."

The audience in the audience began to whisper.

"God, his lover is here."

"Oh that's so romantic."

"He said his fiance, his lover is a man."

Every sentence after Wen Yanting's words fell on Su Chi's area.

Su Chi's heart couldn't calm down, he was shy but happy.

After the speech, Wen Yanting walked off the stage amid warm applause.

"God, where is he going?"

"To find his fiancé?"

The excited Danny patted Su Chi's arm, "Look, Su. He's here. Who do you think is the lucky one who got engaged to him?"

"God, I'm so curious!" Danny looked at his expression, "Aren't you interested?"

Su Chi's palms were covered with sweat, and Danny dared not even raise his head.

Until the tall figure covered the light in front of his eyes, the magnetic and steady voice echoed in the spacious and bright lecture hall, "Go back now or wait a while?"

Before Su could respond in time, Danny beside him was the first to go crazy, "Oh God! Su, is his fiance you?"

Danny didn't care about waiting for Su Chi's reply, and turned back excitedly, and said to the American who had been aggressively pursuing Su Chi, "Hey buddy, his father is the richest man, you're doomed."

Su Chi: "..."

Why doesn't his friend have a reliable one.

Following the voice, Wen Yanting's eyes stopped on the American, and he said in fluent English: "He is my man."

The American's forehead glowed, and he opened his mouth, too frightened to say a word of rebuttal.

Under the envious eyes of the students around, Su Chi dragged Wen Yanting out, and did not completely relax until he could no longer hear the sound from the auditorium.

He took Wen Yanting's hand and took a leisurely walk in the garden, "Why is Uncle Wen so childish like a child?"

"Sorry to trouble you."

"It's not bothering you." Although it's a bit high-profile, it's cool, and you don't have to be harassed by those people anymore, killing two birds with one stone, "But, isn't it too expensive?"

Wen Yanting rested his hands lightly on Su Chi's shoulders, and looked down at him, "I just declared my sovereignty in the simplest way."

"Oh, declaring sovereignty will cost [-] million."

The author has something to say: It’s great that QAQ has money.