After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

Wen Yuan: !

Qi Jinran would actually admit the relationship between the two in public?

Ji Hong: !

What did he just hear, he must have auditory hallucinations! Didn't Wen Yuan have just been with Qi Jinran for a while, why did he become a fiancé so quickly?

When several girls heard Qi Jinran's answer, their faces burst into smiles. They looked at Wen Yuan and then at Qi Jinran.

"Senior Wen, is it true?"

Wen Yuan stiffened his neck and made a light "um".

"Oh my god, I'm so happy with these two handsome guys!"

"Ahhhh! This must be a dream!"

The girls covered their faces, all smiles, and returned to their seats in a trance.

Wen Yuan's heart turned violent, but in front of so many people, he couldn't ask Qi Jinran, so he lowered his head and sent him a text message.

Wen Yuan: Is this possible?

Within two seconds, Qi Jinran replied to him: Open relationship, Zhou Yunqing should not pester you anymore.

It was because of this.

Wen Yuan was silent for a few seconds, then replied: Thank you.

"Wen Yuan, when did you and Mr. Qi get engaged?" Ji Hong couldn't hold back, and was eager to ask why.

"Such a big thing, you don't tell your brothers!"

"Just a few days ago... I'm sorry." Wen Yuan smiled awkwardly.

"Fuck, this progress is too fast, faster than riding a rocket!"

"Then since you are engaged, have you exchanged any token of love?" Ji Hong is straight-minded and will say whatever comes to his mind.

Seeing Wen Yuan's face stiffened, the boss hurriedly stepped on Ji Hong under the table.

"The saury is going to be cold, so hurry up and eat it!"

Before Wen Yuan could speak, the man beside him spoke first.

"Almost forgot."

Wen Yuan looked at him suspiciously.

Qi Jinran got up and walked to the side, and made a phone call.

Not long after, Zhuang Jie hurried over with a black box in his hand.

"Boss, here it is."

Qi Jinran took the box and sent it to Wen Yuan, as casually as giving Wen Yuan a book.

"The ring I ordered before arrived just in time today. Try to see if it fits."

The black velvet gift box popped open, revealing two radiant silver rings. Under Wen Yuan's shocked gaze, he picked up the ring on the left, took out the disposable chopsticks in Wen Yuan's hand, and put the ring on for him.

"Do you like it?" His black eyes drooped slightly.

Wen Yuan looked at the ring on the ring finger of his left hand, it fit perfectly, as if it was tailor-made for him. Thinking of that day Qi Jinran suddenly took him to the mall and asked him to leave his fingerprints, Wen Yuan immediately understood everything.

It turned out that he was so conscientious and caring even when dealing with his marriage partner.

"Well, it's beautiful." Wen Yuan really liked the design of this ring, and the inlaid patterns on it were very unique.

"Wear it casually first, and then change to a better one when you get married."

Qi Jinran put on her ring finger as well.

The other three in the dormitory looked dumbfounded.

The boss has a girlfriend from a media college, and he has some knowledge of various luxury brands. When I saw the bronzing English on the box, I knew the price was high, so I checked the price online.

Good guy, more than a million rings, wear casually?

Is this still human? !

Inhumane!

Ji Hong also saw the price on the screen of the boss's mobile phone. The most important thing is that the ring on Wen Yuan's hand does not have the same model in the flagship store, which means that it is specially customized and the price will only be more expensive!

Ji Hong couldn't help but poked Wen Yuan's arm and said enviously:

"Your fiancé loves you too much!"

"I really hope a rich woman can dote on me like that in the future! Woo woo woo."

Wen Yuan's ears turned red, and he glanced at Qi Jinran, not knowing what to say.

Will this love scene be too much?

After the barbecue, the group parted ways at the South Gate.

When he got in the car and just sat down, Wen Yuan saw the bouquet of red roses that Qi Jinran had given him earlier. In addition to this bouquet of flowers, he asked Zhuang Jie to pass on other bouquets sent by the audience to the volunteers in the nearby community.

It's just this bunch of roses, he didn't know what to do with it for a while.

"Mr. Qi..." He glanced at the man sitting beside him and tried to speak.

Qi Jinran seemed a little sleepy, half-closed his eyes, leaned on the seat, and made a soft "um".

"Thank you for tonight."

Qi Jinran's black eyes opened, and a trace of something flashed in them, which quickly faded away.

"It's nothing, the prenuptial agreement is very clear, these are the obligations that I should perform as a fiancé."

Fiance... Wen Yuan chewed these three words in his heart, and then looked at the ring on his hand, only to feel that everything was as unreal as a dream.

Back at Shuixieju, Wen Yuan found a vase, put the bunch of red roses in it, and placed it in the living room.

When Xue Rong saw it, she asked with a smile, "Did the young master send it?"

"It's Zhuang Jie's own opinion, he insists on buying it."

Qi Jinran walked by wearing home clothes, and her expression was a little uncomfortable.

"That's what the young master sent. This flower is so beautiful. It's been a long time since I've had flowers at home." Xue Rong wiped her hands on the apron with satisfaction.

Qi Jinran snorted coldly and went back to the bedroom.

Wen Yuan wanted to laugh a little. Sure enough, the Qi Jinran he was familiar with came back.

Before going to sleep, Wen Yuan suddenly thought of something and went to the next door to knock on the door.

After a long time, Qi Jinran opened the door.

"What's up?"

He had just taken a shower and was wearing an inky blue coral fleece bathrobe. His fair skin, which was a little reddish from the steam, was exposed from the neckline, and Wen Yuan was stunned for a moment.

"That...the words Zhou Yunqing said today, don't take it to heart."

Qi Jinran suddenly felt a little irritable.

"Why, do you want to apologize to him?"

"No, he is indeed an idiot. But you said Hengguang..."

Qi Jinran suddenly understood.

He tickled the corner of his mouth and looked at Wen Yuan mockingly.

"You think I'm the kind of person who uses power to put pressure on others?"

Wen Yuan quickly shook his head: "I didn't mean that. I was afraid that others would hear your words, and they would slander you and say you were bullying others or something."

Wen Yuan didn't know how many rumors he had been infected with these days, the good and the bad were innumerable, and he didn't want to involve Qi Jinran.

"Who dares to slander me?"

Qi Jinran looked at him quietly, and suddenly said, "Are you worried about me?"

When he said this, he didn't have any expression, and he didn't mean to make fun of him, but it was different in Wen Yuan's ears. He stammered, realizing that he seemed to have crossed the line a bit.

"No... I'm just... fulfilling my fiancé's obligations."

He returned what Qi Jinran had said.

"Excuse me, you rest first, I should take a shower too."

Wen Yuan quickly fled back to his room.

In the bathroom, Wen Yuan looked at the steam-drenched half-length mirror, a little dazed.

what happened to him? Every time Qi Jinran treats him a little better, he forgets the man's previous taunts and warnings, and can't wait to repay him. Is he some kind of abused constitution?

The more he thought about it, the more headache, Wen Yuan simply didn't want to, and let himself sink into the bathtub.

After taking a comfortable hot bath and having been tired all day, Wen Yuan fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

He was awakened by the ringing of the phone.

As soon as he picked it up, Ji Hong's noisy voice came over.

"Wen Xiaoyuan, you're on fire!"

Every time Ji Hong called him "Wen Xiaoyuan", either to ask him to copy his homework or something big happened.

"Hurry up and check out the hot search on Weibo!"

Wen Yuan has a Weibo account, but he dives all the year round and plays very little, and his account has only a few hundred fans. This time, however, as soon as he logged in, the message bar exploded.

After looking at the hot search, he realized that T University's New Year's Day party was out of the circle last night. As a top 2 university in China, T University attracts wide attention every time there is any trouble. In addition, the New Year's Day party last night was broadcast online at the same time, and many netizens also entered the live broadcast room to watch the excitement.

When Wen Yuan appeared, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room soared to the highest level.

【Ah ah ah little brother sings so well! 】

[Fuck, this is Disney's fugitive prince, right? 】

[Isn't this the guitar guy who shared the stage with Zhou Yunqing last year? It turns out that the solo is also so good! ] [Word mom, it's too stable... Is it really singing? 】

Amid the voices of lip-synching doubts, some students at the scene directly uploaded the high-definition lossless video clips recorded that day to the Internet. In the video, Wen Yuan could hear the ups and downs of every breath clearly, and there was no doubt that he was really singing.

In less than a few hours, the video became popular, and the comment area became a carnival of Yangou and voice control.

[I've watched it over and over 10,000 times to the point of death]

[Get out of the way, I declare that this is my new wall! 】

[My little brother's eyes are too gentle and firm... I'm crying...] I don't know who dug up Wen Yuan's Weibo account in the comment area, so countless private messages and @ instantly flooded Wen Yuan's Weibo account Backstage.

Seeing the 300,000 fans who had risen overnight, Wen Yuan sat on the bed, a little confused.

In fact, when he was on the same stage with Zhou Yunqing last year, he also had a small fire, but at that time Zhou Yunqing was the protagonist, he was just a foil, and no one discussed him. Since then, Zhou Yunqing has become a little arrogant and more critical of him.

"You're too dark, it's better to be white."

"Can you wear something decent? T-shirts and jeans again!"

"What kind of baking do you learn, do you want to be a cook in the future, specializing in cooking for others?"

…

Wen Yuan found that he could recall these things calmly. Perhaps it was because he invested more at the beginning, so Zhou Yunqing was sure that he would not leave him and was always confident.

Fortunately, they have separated.

Wen Yuan looked at the sunlight pouring in from the window, and suddenly smiled.

It's not worth wasting a second on the wrong person.

New Year's Day has passed, and the busy exam week has come.

During this period of time, Wen Yuan's phone number was almost never blown up. Since the playing and singing video became popular on the Internet, many brokerage companies offered him an olive branch and invited him to sign a contract, but he rejected them one by one.

Wen Yuan knew very well that he was not an acting talent, nor was he suitable for that big dye vat in the entertainment industry.

What surprised him was that one day he saw news on BBS that Zhou Yunqing had left Hengguang and signed a brokerage company.

Sitting across from him, Ji Hong was nibbling on roasted sweet potatoes, and said angrily: "This scum is still popular by tying you up. Someone turned up the video of the two of you singing together last year, and the company behind him immediately hyped it up. It's hot. It's **** disgusting."

Wen Yuan didn't respond. He quit BBS and was about to review his professional class when a message appeared on his phone.

From an unfamiliar number:

I broke up with Yang Mo.

Wen Yuan looked at the text message, and after two seconds, pressed Delete.

Zhou Yunqing's affairs have nothing to do with him anymore.