After Marrying the Wealthy Disabled Tyrant

"Is something wrong?" Qi Jinran answered the phone.

"Are you free at night, come and drink with me." Yu Heng's voice was dull, as if he was worried about something.

"What happened?" Qi Jinran intuited that there was something in his words.

On the other side, Yu Heng looked at the messy bed in the bedroom, picked up the black velvet box that the man had forgotten on the ground, flicked his finger, the lid of the box popped open, and a dazzling pink diamond appeared in his field of vision.

"Last night, Luo Haozin was drunk and came to my place."

Qi Jinran frowned and waited for his next sentence.

Yu Heng squatted on the ground, holding the diamond, his forehead was still aching, a little embarrassment and self-mockery appeared in his eyes.

"I put him to bed."

Qi Jinran's face showed great shock, "Aren't you kidding me?"

Yu Heng smiled wryly, "Why am I joking with you about this kind of thing... To be honest, I can't believe this happened..."

ten hours ago.

Ning Shu threw the portrait of Qi Jinran on the passenger seat of the Maserati, started the engine, stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car drove out of the waterside residence with speed.

Holding the steering wheel, he looked at the straight road ahead with pain and sadness in his black eyes. Qi Jinran's words dashed his last hope. He once again humiliated himself, and tasted the evil that was sown in the past.

When he was with Qi Jinran, he was at his most talented, and he also started to emerge in the oil painting industry. At that time, his eyes were higher than the top, he was arrogant and arrogant, and his vision for picking his partner was extremely harsh. Qi Jinran was the only man who met all his ideal standards. Whether it is family background, appearance, speech, knowledge, or the demeanor and etiquette of dealing with people, Qi Jinran is impeccable and perfect. But the only imperfection is the man's mutilated right leg.

At first, he thought he didn't care, he enjoyed the feeling of being praised and envied by everyone when he stood with Qi Jinran, but when he overheard what those people were talking about Qi Jinran behind his back, his confidence was shaken again. Yes, no matter how perfect Qi Jinran is, he is still a disabled person with a missing leg. The more excellent and beautiful he is, the more difficult it is for him to ignore this disability.

He began to persuade Qi Jinran to give up his cane and wheelchair, and let him wear a prosthetic leg whenever he was with him. He hoped that Qi Jinran could live like a healthy person, and he hoped that no one would pay attention to Qi Jinran's disability, then they would still be an enviable and impeccable couple. He was too young and self-righteous at the time, and he didn't know how much these controls in the name of love had done to Qi Jinran's heart. By the time he realized that he was wrong, everything was beyond regret.

That night, Qi Jinran let him touch his stump. He had never seen Qi Jinran's right leg, and he was very frightened. That part was really deformed and ugly, as if it should not appear on someone like Qi Jinran at all. This huge sense of contrast and discord made him completely unable to face Qi Jinran's face, and even felt nauseated in his stomach, just wanting to escape from the man in front of him.

When he knew what happened to Qi Jinran on that rainy night, his bowels were full of regrets. He hated his impulsiveness and hasty, but he had no face to go to the hospital to see Qi Jinran, so he could only go abroad with guilt. In the past three years, he has seen a psychiatrist and volunteered at a home for the disabled. He has long overcome the psychological shadow of the stump, but he still dare not return to China. He doesn't know how to deal with Qi Jinran. He was hurt so badly that maybe the man would hate him for the rest of his life.

If Qi Jinran still hates him, that's fine, at least he still has a chance to make amends... However, Ning Shu never thought that Qi Jinran already has a beloved person, and now he neither loves nor hates him, it's completely like treating a stranger People are so indifferent. It seemed that in the past three years, he was the only one suffering from endless regrets and thoughts, as if his past with Qi Jinran was not worth mentioning in the eyes of men.

Ningshu couldn't describe this huge frustration, he knew that he would never find someone like Qi Jinran again. In the past few years, the suitors around him have come and gone, and none of them can compare to Qi Jinran. Even Luo Haozin, who has the best conditions, is far from Qi Jinran...

Ning Shu drove home in a daze, took out all the red wine in the wine cabinet, and put it on the table. He numbly drank bottle after bottle of red wine, the alcohol burning in his stomach, but it still didn't relieve his pain.

He called Luo Haozin drunkenly and asked him to come and drink with him. Luo Haozin came soon, he thought to himself, this man is really like a dog, he will come and go when he is called. He despised him, but he couldn't help entertaining him when he was empty and lonely.

He was so drunk, looking at Luo Haozin's distressed face, he thought for a moment that it was Qi Jinran who appeared in front of him. His suppressed emotions collapsed in an instant, and he couldn't help pulling on the man's sleeve, begging, "Jin Ran, don't leave me... I was wrong, come back to me, okay?"

He didn't know what Luo Haozin looked like at that time, but found that the man was standing there, motionless. After a long time, Luo Haozin turned around and left, leaving him alone, drunk in the darkness.

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"...Then Luo Haozin came to me. He knocked on my door like a lunatic and asked me if I wanted to sleep with him. I thought he was joking with me, but he rushed over... You know , I was busy with projects some time ago, and I had few desires, so I couldn't hold back for a while...cough."

"After all, that Ning Shu has to be blamed. Damn, you have to hang Luo Haozin, or you won't be able to harm people like that!"

Qi Jinran held his forehead and felt a little pain in the big Yang point. He never expected that Ningshu's suitor would have a relationship with Yu Heng.

"Then what are you going to do next?" Qi Jinran asked him.

"What else can I do, it's a shame, don't tell the third person, I'm so nervous, I can't help but want to talk to someone. Anyway, Luo Haozin put it on early in the morning. The clothes are gone, I guess he wants to pretend that nothing happened."

"I'm afraid the third person has already heard it." Qi Jinran glanced at Wen Yuan next to him, and said helplessly, "Wen Yuan is right next to me. You were so loud just now that he almost heard it."

"Fuck! You didn't **** tell me sooner!" Yu Heng paced the room irritably with a cigarette in his mouth, "Forget it, sister-in-law will know, anyway, you two are husbands, so whoever knows is the same. "

After hanging up the phone, Qi Jinran looked at Wen Yuan, "Have you heard?"

Wen Yuan nodded, his eyes were full of shock and surprise, and he couldn't digest the information he just heard for a long time, "Yu Heng and Luo Haozin... This development is too unexpected."

"Life is always full of unknowns, but these two are probably impulsive, and there will be no follow-up." Qi Jinran stood up and straightened the collar of his shirt, "I'll go take a look first."

"I want to go with you." Wen Yuan couldn't sit still at home, and followed him out.

"No, rest at home and don't run around." Qi Jinran glanced at him, suddenly frowned, walked in front of him, and buttoned the top button of his shirt collar.

"Practice calligraphy seriously, I'll go home and check later." Qi Jinran's tone was serious.

Wen Yuan sighed helplessly, "Okay, Teacher Qi."

He promised well, but as soon as Qi Jinran left, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Ji Hong, "Double row from King's Canyon!"

It took a long time for Ji Hong to reply to his message, "Why didn't you come to class today? You won't be able to get out of bed by your family again? Tsk tsk tsk tsk."

Wen Yuan: Bah, I didn't set the alarm clock, so I slept late. Anyway, it was too late to rush over, so I simply asked for a leave.

Ji Hong: Cut, the ghosts believe you. Having said that, you and the male **** have been very popular on T-big BBS recently.

Wen Yuan: ? ?

Ji Hong: Don't you know that the last time the male **** appeared on the basketball court, he won the hearts of many fans. No, it's mainly because the CP fans are very excited. The tall buildings have been built. That CP building is still tall! I'll send you the link to see it.

Wen Yuan turned on the computer, went to the link in doubt, and found that there really was his and Qi Jinran's CP building in the BBS of T University. , he simply slapped the CP building where he and Zhou Yunqing used to be.

Topic: Has husband Yuan Jin made candy today? 【Posted】

1st floor: New photos of the basketball court, come and lick the screen. High-definition picture, JPG second floor: ah ah ah ah ah, this big poke me! Yuanzai in a black and white jersey and a male **** in a black trench coat and a white shirt are a perfect match!

The third floor: I have moved to the Civil Affairs Bureau - no, the two of them have already been to the Civil Affairs Bureau. The couple was so happy, I lay down on the fourth floor with contentment: I think the male **** can take off his windbreaker and put it on Wen Yuan, kill me as well!

Fifth Floor: Same as above! ∧ The orangutan is so hard to beat me until I faint!

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Fifty-eighth Floor: Hehe, the age difference between these two is so big, they don't match at all.

Wen Yuan's gaze stopped, and he landed on the ID on the 58th floor, silently writing it down.

He continued to look down, and saw the same ID called Shouchangyanyuyuan, almost always in a yin and yang anger and cynicism, and was chased and scolded by CP fans.

Sorrowful and Smokey Yuyuan (169th floor): Is Qi Jinran good to Wen Yuan? Not necessarily, how many times have you met him at T University?

Sorrowful and Yan Yuyuan (521st floor): Wen Yuan is indeed handsome, but Qi Jinran... Oh, that's it, little white face.

Sorrowful and Miserable Yuyuan (1027th floor): A disabled person, is he worthy of the management of the hospital?

Wen Yuan only regarded this Yan Yuyuan as a nit-picking gangster, and didn't take it to heart, until he saw the latest reply, his whole body suddenly exploded. He took a screenshot of that sentence and sent it to the dormitory group, the eldest and second child of @Computer Department.

Wen Yuan: Help me check this person's IP, I want to line up with him! [Rage] Ji Hong: Fuck, how can there be such a vicious person, still scolding in the CP building, courting death! I'm going to help you beat him!

Boss: I'll go, how can there be such a person in our school, his mouth is dirty. @wenyuan don't worry, I'll check it for you.

Second child: I found it. The IP address is in the No. 3 dormitory building next door. A buddy of mine lives in that building. What the **** is this!

Wen Yuan: Can it be accurate to the room?

Boss: If they open their own network and don't use the campus network, they should be fine.

Boss: Uh... Sure enough, they opened their own network. I found it. The dormitory number is 501.

Wen Yuan: Thank you, I will invite you to dinner another day.

Since he is also a student of T University, what kind of line does he have? He directly asks people out offline and gives him a hard lesson! Look at that vicious mouth is not honest!

When his teeth were shaking with anger, Ji Hong's phone came.

"Wen Xiaoyuan, hurry up and confess, do you want to beat someone? Don't go alone, remember to call me!"

Wen Yuan's face was full of helplessness, "This is my own business, why are you mixing it in? You don't have to worry about it."

"No, I'm sticking swords on both sides for my good brother. Besides, what if that Yan Yuyuan is a burly man of 1.9 meters and you can't beat him alone? You still have to call me!"

"What about one meter nine, I am the main force of the basketball team, and my muscles are not practiced in vain." Wen Yuan clenched his fists, looked at his slender and powerful arms, his eyes were full of self-confidence and publicity, "Even if Two meters high, I can beat him down!"

When Qi Jinran walked in, he just heard the last sentence.

"Who are you going to hit?" With doubts in his eyes, he walked to the desk.

Wen Yuan didn't expect Qi Jinran to come back from Yu Heng's house so soon, and he put down his hands with a guilty conscience, "It's nothing, I was just talking with Ji Hong about something."

He glanced at the desktop and found that the screen of his laptop was still on, for fear that Qi Jinran would see the post on the forum, and closed the computer with a snap and hugged him in his arms.

"That's how you practice calligraphy?" Qi Jinran looked helpless.

"Uh... I couldn't help it, I played the game for a while." Wen Yuan scratched his hair, his face full of guilt, "I won't type again, I'll practice calligraphy right away."

He returned to his desk with a guilty conscience, opened the copybook, picked up the pen and began to copy a new page. It's just that no matter how much he told himself to calm down, the vicious message from the ID called Sorrowful Smokey Yuyuan lingered in his mind.

He always thought that the school was the simplest and cleanest place, but he didn't expect that there would be so much malice in the dark place where there was no light. The funny thing is that he asked Qi Jinran yesterday if he was very popular when he was a big T, no wonder Qi Jinran didn't answer him at that time. He couldn't imagine how many similar criticisms and rumors Qi Jinran had endured when he was in college.

After resting at home for a day, and returning to school the next day, Wen Yuan's first thing was to go to the No. 3 dormitory building to find the poster. He browsed through all the past speeches of Chouchangyanyuyuan and found several important information. Chouchangyanyuyuan was a student of the School of Humanities and a member of the school's Crescent Literature Club. And based on the books he mentioned, Wen Yuan could vaguely guess that this was a very self-righteous student who was dissatisfied with the society.

After lunch, Wen Yuan didn't even put away his schoolbag, made an excuse to send Ji Hong who was following him away, and went to the third dormitory alone.

This is an old dormitory building, often without sunlight, much colder and damper than Building No. 2. Going to the upper floor, the sun shines in through the cracks in the branches, but it is still not very warm through the thick green paint bars.

Wen Yuan walked to the door of Room 501, took a few deep breaths, and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" An impatient voice came from inside.

"I'm from the New Moon Literature Club. I want to find the one in your dormitory—" Before he could finish his sentence, he heard the voice say loudly, "Zou Yanyu, I'm looking for you!"

Hearing that name, Wen Yuan moved in his heart, clenched his teeth, and became more certain of his guess.

The door of the dormitory opened, and a boy wearing black-rimmed glasses, with a short height and an uncharacteristic appearance, stood in front of him, confused, "Why are you looking for me?"

The eyes behind the glasses were dazed for a few seconds. After seeing Wen Yuan's face clearly, Zou Yanyu's complexion instantly became extremely complicated.

Wen Yuan looked at him blankly, and after two seconds, a not very kind smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Sorrowful and Yan Yuyuan...is that you?"

Hearing his ID, Zou Yanyu's face turned extremely bad. He lifted the frames of his glasses uneasily, trying to deny, "I haven't heard of that name."

"When people lie, their eyes will wander around, and their body will become stiff." Wen Yuan sneered, looking at the boy who was half a head shorter than himself, and mockingly said, "Don't worry, this is at school, I don't What will happen to you. Let's talk somewhere else, shall we?"

Wen Yuan had already prepared that the weak chicken who seemed unable to fight would escape, and even began to prepare plan B in his mind. Unexpectedly, Zou Yanyu looked at him, a strange light appeared in his eyes behind the lens, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Okay, happy to accompany you."