After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the study door.

Qi Jinran was sitting in a wheelchair reading the bidding documents when she heard a knock on the door, frowning slightly.

"Who?"

"it's me."

Wen Yuan's voice sounded outside.

Qi Jinran's eyes softened a little, but also a little surprised. In the past, when he was working in the study, Wen Yuan never bothered him. Today he is...

Qi Jinran picked up the prosthesis beside him and put it on. Before he put down his trousers, the knock on the door rang again, this time even more urgent.

"What's up?"

Qi Jinran picked up his cane, hurriedly put down his trouser legs, and walked quickly to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, the boy jumped into his arms, clutching the hem of his clothes with both hands.

Qi Jinran looked at Wen Yuan's blushing face, and when she smelled the alcohol on his body, Junxiu's eyebrows twitched unconsciously. Didn't this guy only drink half a glass during dinner just now? How can you be so drunk?

"Did you go drinking again?"

"I feel uncomfortable...that's why I drink..."

Wen Yuan leaned in his arms, his voice very aggrieved.

Qi Jinran leaned on a cane in one hand, and had to support him with the other hand, so his body was a little unbalanced. He gritted his teeth, desperately trying to make himself ignore the feeling of Wen Yuan's head buried in his chest.

"What happened? You stand up first and tell me well."

Wen Yuan drank last time because he broke up with Zhou Yunqing. Could it be that scum is coming to Wen Yuan again?

"I'm fine..."

Wen Yuan muttered in a low voice, stood up slowly, looked at Qi Jinran's face, and blinked.

"We got married today."

"Um."

"Newlywed husband, is there anyone like us?"

Qi Jinran seemed to understand something. He looked into Wen Yuan's bright eyes and said with difficulty, "Xiao Yuan, are you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk, I'm sober."

Wen Yuan suddenly opened his arms and hugged his waist tightly, rubbing his cheeks against his.

"You don't play with me... I'm so boring by myself..."

"What kind of newlyweds..."

"Because I was bored, so I went to drink?" Qi Jinran was dumbfounded.

"Well, no...you have to accompany...accompany me..."

Wen Yuan hugged him tightly.

Qi Jinran's heart was both sweet and tormented. He stroked Wen Yuan's hair for a long time before sighing.

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

"You wait for me to read this document first." This is what will be used in the bidding meeting tomorrow. He must revise it tonight, and he can't neglect a word.

"Um…"

Hearing that Qi Jinran had agreed to play with him, Wen Yuan was overjoyed and followed him to the desk obediently.

Qi Jinran gave him his large and soft sofa chair, moved a simple wooden stool, and sat in front of the desk.

Wen Yuan is like a docile little milk cat, hugging his arm that is not holding a pen, leaning against him attached.

"Have you read it yet?"

He blinked his eyes indifferently, urging Qi Jinran from time to time.

Qi Jinran felt the heat coming from her left arm, her heart was scratching like a cat's claws, and she could only scan the bidding documents in her hand at a glance.

"I'm so sleepy... Would you sleep with me?"

Qi Jinran closed her eyes and suddenly put down the bidding documents in her hand.

Forget it, anyway, the bidding meeting will only start in the afternoon, and he will change it tomorrow morning, and it will be too late.

"Go back to the bedroom and sleep when you are tired."

Qi Jinran pulled Wen Yuan to get up. Wen Yuan obediently followed behind him, not holding onto his suit shirt honestly.

In front of Wen Yuan's bedroom on the first floor, Qi Jinran stopped and was about to help Wen Yuan in, when the latter turned around and slipped away from his arm like a loach.

"I said...I want to sleep with you..."

Wen Yuan half-closed his eyes, staggered, and walked to Qi Jinran's bedroom next to him.

Qi Jinran wanted to stop him, but it was too late, Wen Yuan pushed open the door, threw himself on the big bed in the center, and rubbed his face on the pillow.

Well, it's all Jin Ran's smell. A hint of lemon, mixed with marine incense and premium leather.

Wen Yuan hugged the pillow and closed his eyes with great satisfaction.

Qi Jinran looked at the boy lying on the bed with a waistline showing, his Adam's apple moved and walked slowly over.

"Xiaoyuan... go back to your room to sleep, okay?"

If it goes on like this, he doesn't know what crazy things he will do.

"No, I'm going to sleep here..."

Wen Yuan rubbed on the dark blue eiderdown quilt, and his legs stretched out wanton, forming a very unsightly large shape.

Qi Jinran sat on the edge of the bed and sighed helplessly. He pulled up Wen Yuan's pajamas, covered his lower back, and rolled the quilt aside so that Wen Yuan could lie flat on the bed.

Wen Yuan turned over, hugged the pillow, and looked at him with two misty black eyes.

"Jin Ran, aren't you going to sleep?"

"I…"

Qi Jinran looked at the open neck of Wen Yuan's pajamas, and suddenly felt extremely thirsty in her throat.

"I have to take a shower."

"Then go wash quickly... I'll wait for you..." Wen Yuan narrowed his eyes and yawned long.

Qi Jinran stayed in the bathroom for half an hour.

When he returned to the bedroom, Wen Yuan was already asleep, holding his pillow tightly in his hand, like a child holding his beloved candy.

Qi Jinran sat beside the bed and looked at Wen Yuan's sleeping face. After a long time, he turned off the night light by the bed, picked up his cane, and went to the guest bedroom on the second floor.

Wen Yuan fell asleep and woke up naturally. When I opened my eyes, my temples were still throbbing and hurting, which was a sequela of drunkenness. He pressed his forehead hard, struggling to sit up from the bed.

Dark blue sheets, black European-style chandeliers, gray curtains... It doesn't seem like this is his room?

The memories of last night came back in an instant, and Wen Yuan's face became extraordinarily wonderful.

What the **** did he do last night? He went crazy to find Qi Jinran, insisted on staying on his bed, and asked him to sleep with him?

He is too shameless!

Wen Yuan covered his face with a quilt, embarrassed. Suddenly, he remembered something, and quickly glanced at the other side of the bed.

Fortunately for him, Qi Jinran was not there.

Did he leave early? Or didn't you stay here at all last night?

Wen Yuan felt that the latter was more likely to happen.

After tidying up Qi Jinran's bed, Wen Yuan quickly slipped back to his room like a thief.

He was the only one in the villa, and Qi Jinran should have gone to the company. Wen Yuan took out the bread and eggs from the refrigerator and made two easy egg sandwiches. One ate for breakfast, and the other was going to be brought to Ji Hong.

Anyway, there is still one day off today, and he is also idle when he is idle. He might as well go back to the BV and have a chat with Ji Hong.

"You have all received the certificate, so you still live separately?"

In the secluded corner of the hotel courtyard, Ji Hong was eating sandwiches with a contented face, not forgetting to gossip about him.

"Well, maybe he doesn't like my type..."

Wen Yuan leaned against the wall and unconsciously kicked the pebble under his feet.

"That's because he has no vision, we Wen Xiaoyuan are so good!" Ji Hong's face was full of resentment, he finished eating the sandwich in his mouth in three or two bites, and put his arms around Wen Yuan's shoulder.

"Don't you have a year left? Listen to me, don't be discouraged, try to sleep with him!"

Wen Yuan smiled helplessly.

"The foreman still has a meeting with me. You sit down for a while and have dinner together after get off work."

"Okay, you go."

After Ji Hong left, Wen Yuan wandered around the botanical garden in the courtyard alone. Just when he walked in front of a pot of desert cactus, a voice sounded behind him.

"Wen Yuan?"

Wen Yuan turned around and saw a somewhat familiar face.

"My surname is Peng, and my name is Peng Qiu. We met at the tea restaurant that afternoon."

Peng Qiu had a smile that could never be called kind.

"What's the matter with Mr. Peng?" Wen Yuan naturally remembered, and his face was not very good-looking.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little surprised. How could Mr. Qi agree to marry you? After all..." Peng Qiu smiled, deliberately prolonging the tone, and when Wen Yuan's appetite was satisfied, he said slowly, "His predecessor, But it's pretty good."

Wen Yuan was slightly startled.

"Really? But no matter how good you are, wouldn't you be your predecessor?"

Peng Qiu didn't expect to be hit back by him like this, and his face was a little embarrassed and annoyed.

"What are you proud of, isn't it that you are engaged to Qi Jinran? It is still a question whether he will marry you."

Wen Yuan nodded and suddenly smiled.

"It shouldn't be a problem. After all..."

He took out his mobile phone, pulled out the photo of the marriage certificate taken yesterday, and shook it in front of Peng Qiu.

"I have already obtained the certificate from him."