Engaged to a wealthy boss after being scum

Su Chi turned over, curled up and buried himself in the quilt, "Why didn't you tell me in advance."

Having said that, Su Chi knew that it was all his own fault, so he pulled out the pillow and covered his head, stuck in the quilt and refused to come out, "It's so embarrassing."

Wen Yanting's laughter came through several layers of fabric, "Very cute."

"It's not cute." Su Chi was furious, "Stop laughing."

Wen Yanting stretched his palms into the quilt, raised the edge of his underwear with his fingertips, and flicked it, "It's okay, there is one more."

Wen Yanting specially put on these underwear for him after he got up, and the former did not expect that Su Chi would be so reckless.

"That's embarrassing." Su Chi, who was squeezed into a quilt, said in a muffled voice, "We've all been seen."

"No one can see it but me."

"Liar, Papa Wen saw it."

"The old man has bad eyesight and can't see clearly."

Su Chi calmed down a little, lifted the quilt and sat up on the bed, "Really?"

"Really." Wen Yanting helped him unbutton the only button on his shirt, and helped Su Chi change into his own clothes.

Su Chi sat on the edge of the bed with his arms propped up, "You two didn't quarrel, did you?"

"No."

"Will Uncle Wen run away?"

"No." After getting dressed, Wen Yanting reached out and rubbed Su Chi's hair, "Let's go, the old man is still waiting for us to eat."

The two came to the table one after the other.

Wen Zhennan put down the newspaper and pushed the round plate in front of Su Chi, "This is a steamed steamed bun in the morning, eat it while it's hot."

In places like Italy, it is not easy to eat authentic Chinese pastries.

Su Chi first picked up a bun for Papa Wen, and then for Wen Yanting.

His eyes swayed left and right, wandering away from the two ice sculptures who were only focused on eating but had no interaction.

It's true that the two of them didn't quarrel, but it's better to quarrel now.Why are the two of them kind and gentle when they get along with him separately, but they are completely different when they get together.

Su Chi tried to find a topic, he moved to Wen Yanting's side first, and handed over the coffee cup, "When will Uncle Wen go back?"

"not decided."

It is not yet determined that it can stay for a long time, but it is also possible to leave at any time.

"I don't have class today." Su Chi suggested to him, "I'm very free."

"Well, where do you want to go?" Wen Yanting closed the newspaper and took a sip of coffee.

"Can we play chess at home?"

Seeing that Wen Yanting didn't refuse, Su Chi turned to ask the other person, "It's been a long time since I played chess with Papa Wen."

Wen Zhennan also picked up his coffee, and turned his gaze to the person in front of him, "I'm not busy today."

An ambiguous answer, obviously waiting for another person's reply.

"Okay." Wen Yanting said.

After dinner, the three of them sat in the garden gazebo on the east side of the villa, and the warm sunshine in the morning shone through the branches of the sycamore leaves intertwined.

Su Chi and Wen Yanting sat on the same side, the two of them were very close, and the former put one leg on Wen Yanting's affectionately.

Wen Zhennan sat on the other side.

At the beginning of the first round, Su Chi, as a bystander, couldn't help but shuttle between the two of them.Pass some tea to Papa Wen first, and then some fruit to Wen Yanting.

In the middle of the chess game, Su Chi took a bite of a grape and said, "Father Wen, you are biased."

The two men raised their eyes one after another, looking at the originator of the voice.

"When we two were playing chess, you insisted that I go like this, and you insisted that I go back." Su Chi put his hips on his hips to defend himself, "Now your own son can play like this, it's too discriminatory."

Su Chi stuffed another grape, and sat back pitifully beside Wen Yanting, shaking his arm, "Dad is so biased before I formally enter your house, won't he be bullied even more when he really marries you in the future?"

Wen Yanting clearly understood how much Wen Zhennan loved Su Chi, and naturally understood Su Chi's intentions in saying these words.

It was precisely because Su Chi knew Wen Zhennan's preference for him that he dared to say such a thing.

"Dad loves you so much, how could he be partial." Wen Yanting scratched the tip of Su Chi's nose with his fingertips, and said along with him, "Dad forgot."

Of course Wen Zhennan also knew the purpose of Su Chi's troubles, "Oh, I don't remember much at this age. I just want to think about the tea that our little Chi handed over, and forget about it."

Wen Zhennan pushed the chess piece back, "You can't go like this, try again."

"Oh, I figured it out. You father and son must have discussed it, and you are singing together here."

"I don't care, I want to play against you two myself." Su Chi said while repositioning the chess, "No one is allowed to play tricks this time, I don't believe I can't beat you father and son."

"Uncle Wen, hurry up and sit over there, you two, don't disturb me." Su Chi said while pushing Wen Yanting to the other side.

The checkerboard seat in the gazebo is a fixed marble table covered with a layer of cushions, which is more than enough for two adult men.

Under Su Chi's intentional or unintentional arrangements, the closest contact between the father and son was brought about. This was the longest day they had lived in harmony in these years.

The sun is shining and warm as spring.

In this three-person chess game, as a novice, Su Chi should have been at the absolute disadvantage, but because of the unanimous favor of the two men, he became the biggest winner today.

Two days later, Wen Yanting packed his luggage and prepared to return home.

Su Chi insisted on taking him to the airport.

Before leaving, Wen Zhennan called him to stop, but only left a sentence, "Be careful on the road."

With his back turned to him, Wen Yanting took Su Chi's hand, "I will go home for a few days every month."

In the sight range that the other party could not see, the corners of the mouth of the old man with slightly white temples raised, "Hey, good."

Wen Yanting stopped the tendency to look back, "When Xiaochi is on vacation, you can go back to China and live together if you are not busy."

"it is good."

As midsummer approached, Su Chi was about to spend his last time at the Saint Lucier Conservatory of Music.

The busy and fulfilling life of studying abroad is like a fleeting moment.On the eve of graduation, there is a presentation performance for all students.As an outstanding graduate, Su Chi was fortunate to usher in a solo performance.

Su Chi chose to play the guzheng with the most Chinese characteristics to draw a successful conclusion to his study abroad career.

Before going on stage, Su Chi was still texting Uncle Wen.

"Su, it's time to gather backstage."

As the first opening show, Su Chi needs to prepare half an hour in advance.

"Well, here we come."

Su Chi quickly pressed the message.

"Uncle Wen, I'm getting ready to go on stage, wish me success. /Come on"

"I'll finish around 05:30, don't worry."

This graduation performance is only for the inside of the school, and people outside the school are not allowed to visit. After the end, Uncle Wen will personally pick him up and go home.

"See you later. /Kiss"

Su Chi turned his phone to silent and put it back in his schoolbag. He closed the door of the dressing room and came backstage.

Amid the melodious sound of the piano and warm applause, Su Chi completed the last piece of his academic career.

After the event.

"Hey Su, are you going to drink later?" The classmate who stepped off the stage with him stopped him, "There is a party at Thomson Night tonight."

"No, I still have an appointment." Su Chi said, "I wish you a happy night."

Su Chi returned to the dressing room, took out his phone, and there was an unread text message.

Uncle Wen: "I'm in the lecture hall."

"Are you going to give a speech again?"

When Uncle Wen donated money to the school last time, he gave a personal speech here.Did he have to donate another large sum before he graduated?

After waiting for a few minutes, Su Chi couldn't wait for a reply. The other party might be busy, so he changed his clothes and went to the lecture hall.

The St. Lucier Conservatory of Music covers a vast area. It takes about 10 minutes to walk between the performance hall and the lecture hall where Su Chi is located.

Graduation is approaching, and Su Chi's school is busy. He hasn't seen Uncle Wen for a whole month.

Su Chi couldn't help speeding up his pace, thinking too much in exchange for returning home.

The lecture hall was a single-storey staircase building, and when it was more than ten meters away from the destination, Su Chi stopped.

At this time, the glass windows of the lecture hall were pitch black, and it didn't look like there was anyone.

Su Chi took out his phone.

"Uncle Wen, are you in the lecture hall?"

"I see the lights are turned off."

A few minutes later, still no reply.

Su Chi came to the door of the lecture hall with his mobile phone in hand, and slowly opened the door.

The auditorium for ten thousand people was cold and dark, and the only light source was the chat interface held in Su Chi's left hand.

"Uncle Wen, are you there?" He stood at the door, not daring to enter.

With the sound of the switch beating, two rows of warm yellow line lights lit up on both sides of the aisle directly in front of Su Chi, spreading a light path towards the direction of the podium.

Su Chi dimmed the phone and put it in his pocket. He followed the light and walked forward, "Is that you, Uncle Wen?"

The empty lecture hall can only receive his echo.

"Uncle Wen, where are you?" Su Chi walked to the stage and stood in the bright circle of light.

In the next second, Su Chi was enveloped by the flashing spotlights above his head, becoming the only dazzling light in the vast auditorium.

"Little late."

Wen Yanting's steady voice came from behind Su Chi, echoing in the space full of surprise and excitement.

Su Chi hurriedly turned around following the sound.

The environment he was in was so bright and dazzling that he couldn't see everything around him clearly, but he could hear footsteps gradually approaching him.

He could even feel the warm breath slowly coming from the other party.

Until Uncle Wen also entered the range of the aperture, the man who made him unable to look away at the first sight was standing in front of him, smiling at him.

"Happy graduation, my little Chi."

Thousands of words are no match for a warm hug, Su Chi hooked Wen Yanting's neck, not yet recovered from the surprise given by the other party, "I will always be happy with you."

"So, can it be forever?"

"Huh?" Su Chi raised his head and met his gaze.

"Xiao Chi, you are going to be 24 years old." Wen Yanting's kiss fell on his lips.

"Yeah, time flies by so fast."

He and Uncle Wen have known each other for almost four years, but they still like him as always, even more.

Wen Yanting took out his hand in his trousers, the brilliant light reflected from the platinum ring made his face red and illuminated his nervous heart.

The other party took his left hand and gently stroked the empty ring finger, "Want to marry me?"

"want!"

Finish.

See you later.

The author has something to say:

It's over, meh chirp!

Next, I will update some sweet episodes, involving the fanfiction mentioned before, Mr. Wen's watch "confiscated" by Xiaochi, dinosaur pajamas, wedding ceremony and a little surprise without spoilers, I hope the babies will like it !

At the beginning, this article was written with passion, and there may be a little lack of logic in the story part, but I am very happy to ensure the sweetness of the story.

Writing pure and sweet articles seems easy, but in order to ensure that every chapter looks good, you still have to rack your brains.

I will continue to work hard, and I will open the book next door "A Poisonous Tongue is a Little Stutter" at the end of February or early next month. This book has been fully prepared, and it should be fuller and more interesting in terms of characters and plots. It will be very cool [mark the key point], and the tension between attack and receiver will be more sufficient.

It's a sweet story, babies, remember to bookmark and support it!Refill~

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Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 495887152;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!