After marrying into a wealthy family, I became popular

Xue Huan was jumping in a hurry in the office, but it didn't affect Qi Xiao's wonderful and happy mood after stabbing his own child.He thinks he is very chivalrous and kind, and righteous.

After all, no one told Boss Qi that his behavior, in the eyes of outsiders, is a blatant protection of weaknesses by relying on power and power, no different from that old hen with its wings in a daze to protect its cubs - it is unreasonable both emotionally and rationally. should be advocated.

So even Qi Xiaohe didn't realize that the two of them were on the way home, until they got on the elevator and opened the door, he couldn't help keeping the corners of his mouth slightly upward.

Of course, Wei Wen wouldn't remind him, he just had to happily accept the male god's smiling beauty crit all the way, without any psychological burden.

Qi Xiaohe was fighting monsters and leveling up today and was throwing dog food like crazy, so when he brought Wei Wen back to the city from the suburbs, it was very late.

The aunt who worked part-time in the apartment had already left, and dinner was prepared on the dining table.Home-cooked Chinese dishes, four dishes and one soup are kept in a transparent glass cover, and a layer of water mist has risen inside the cover, obviously it has been left for a long time.

After Wei Wen closed the door, he took off his shoes naturally, washed his hands, walked straight to the dining table, took up the plate with the dishes and walked into the kitchen and put it in the microwave oven. After a while, the room emitted a faint fragrance of food. .

Then, he bent down and took out the bowls and chopsticks from the disinfection cabinet, looked at Qi Xiaohe with a blink of an eye, and brought them to the table with a smile.

In the closed private space, there is a handsome man who is glamorous outside, busy with himself.Warm, comfortable, comfortable, even the air is quietly flowing with a stream of beauty...

Qi Xiaohe suddenly had a feeling - it would be good to live like this for the rest of his life.

Ordinary people, if they suddenly had such a bizarre idea, they would startle themselves first, and then think of the many difficulties they would face: for example, they were not gay in the first place, or Wei Wen had a child with them, and then severely warned themselves not to think like this.

But Qi Xiaohe is different from those mediocre sentient beings after all, he is a superior who is used to controlling everything.Such a person will subconsciously affirm any idea that appears in his head out of thin air, and then objectively evaluate the operability of this matter, eliminating all unfavorable factors.

So Qi Xiaohe only took half a minute to decide that Wei Wen would be tied to him for the rest of his life, and he felt that he was not impulsive at all.

An idea pops up, and then it slowly floods out.

Qi Xiaohe took a few steps closer, leaning against the kitchen door with his slender body, quietly watching Wei Wen walking up and down with an attitude of pure appreciation.

Wei Wen was a little embarrassed when he was seen, he put the last pot of soup on the table, raised his head, blushed slightly: "What's the matter?"

Qi Xiao and He Shun opened the stool for him: "Sit down and talk."

The crystal car key that had been held in his hand before he had time to put it down, was pushed along the table in front of Wei Wen, Qi Xiaohe took it for granted, "Drive slowly when you are on the road, this car is powerful, don't bump into yourself."

Wei Wen didn't answer, instead he stepped back, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Mr. Qi, what do you mean?"

Qi Xiaohe was not satisfied with the obvious refusal, and his tone became a little colder: "It's not interesting. I'll let you drive slowly, won't you?"

Wei Wen shook his head: "No, we will meet, the whole process can be done in three steps."

Qi Xiaohe frowned: "That means the attitude is not correct, you young people like the thrill of racing?"

"No, no, I don't really like pleasure that much." Wei Wen hurriedly waved his hand to deny it, and the words seemed a little ambiguous.

What a mess.

It's not about speed at all, is it?Who the hell wants to drive!

Wei Wen took a deep breath, forced himself to clear his mind, and Qi Xiaohe got on the highway without a few words.

Although Qi Xiaohe said on the set that this car was given to Wei Wen a long time ago, both of them know that this is a business, and they need to show an affectionate look in front of the camera and outsiders.

Wei Wen never dared to think that he really wanted this car.The little star's family background is average, and he is not a luxury person, but after staying in the entertainment industry for a long time, he still knows a little about top luxury cars.Like the current Aston Martin, I heard that the global limit is less than 100.

It's less than a hundred cars, even if he bought himself, he can't afford to sell them, okay?

Oh, no, he has bought himself now.

Facts have proved that the extra 1000 million in his bank card balance on the night of signing the contract can indeed afford the four wheels of this car.

Wei Wen originally thought that he and Qi Xiaohe had reached a synchronicity in this matter, after all, Qi Xiaohe was driving the car on the way back, so he didn't make any fuss about refusing.

I never expected that the man who sat at the dining table at home would immediately change his face. It was clear that I was going to send you a car and money, and I wanted to act like a domineering father of your patron.

Wei Wen: Your Majesty, courtiers and concubines can't afford to climb high.

Seeing that Wei Wen didn't speak for a while, Qi Xiao frowned, "So you want to pick another car?", but his attitude was very generous: "I just think this color suits you best. But it doesn't matter, if you If you don't like old cars, let's go buy a new one."

When Qi Xiaohe mentioned the word "new style" of a sports car, his tone was extremely relaxed and natural, and the expression of spending tens of millions was like picking out a pair of new socks in a supermarket.

Wei Wen was stunned for a moment, no matter how slow he was, he realized how different Qi Xiao was from the past.

Qi Xiaohe also helped him and defended him before, but Wei Wen knew in his heart that it was all a matter of little effort.But today the chief executive obviously turned down his busy work and went to the set to support himself, and the ten million sports car said he would give it away...

——Is this going to pick me up?

Then, Your Majesty, you can say it directly, the courtiers and concubines must be willing to do anything.

Wei Wen pursed his lips and immersed himself in the small theater, enjoying himself until there was a "bang bang bang" knock on the door outside before he came back to his senses.

The people who came were Song Mao and Gao Shang. As for why these two people got together, Wei Wen didn't come to think about it, but just watched them lift a huge picture frame from the elevator.

The inside and outside of the picture frame are tightly wrapped with anti-collision strips and plastic foam. At a glance, you can tell that the internal materials must be very thoughtful, and the tall and small body is almost crushed.

Wei Wen thought that it must be a valuable painting by a famous artist, and according to Qi Xiaohe's worth, it may be an antique calligraphy and painting of which dynasty this thing is.Wei Wen hurriedly turned half of his body sideways, and let the person into the room without falling.

Qi Xiaohe was still sitting on the dining table very calmly, without pausing for a moment to pick up the vegetables. He steadily put a piece of green bamboo shoots into the bowl, and then slowly raised his head to look at Song Mao: "Do so fast?"

Song Mao supported the picture frame on the ground, panting tiredly: "Can you please do what you ordered, Mr. Qi? The director of our company's corporate propaganda department personally watched them make it, and he didn't take his eyes off from the material selection to the washing. ...Oh, the parking space in your apartment is too far from the elevator, I'm exhausted."

Wei Wen brought out two glasses of water from the kitchen and handed them to him and Gao Shang, and said with some distress: "Come in and sit down, why didn't you ask someone to help you? You two must be exhausted to carry such a heavy thing by hand."

Gao Shang chuckled: "Boss Qi said that he was afraid that the porter would damage it if he was not careful, so he specially ordered the two of us to deliver it in person."

"Where are there so many words?" Qi Xiaohe finally lifted his noble butt, walked to the side of the picture frame, and patted it: "Remove all these things outside, you two hang it directly in the study .”

"That's good." Gao Shang quickly started to tear the packaging.

The moment the plastic foam fell off, Wei Wen's chin almost fell on his chest.

Compared with the calmness on the faces of the other three people, it is even more obvious that little Wei Wen is like a bumpkin who has never seen the world.

It's really no wonder that he was surprised. This is not a painting by a famous artist - it was clearly a makeup photo that Wei Wen had just taken a few hours ago, but it was developed into a huge photo and framed.

But aren't the makeup photos all commercial secrets of the crew?With such a big production crew, even a Reuters photo of the visiting crew is not allowed to be leaked. How did Qi Xiao get such a high-definition and complete makeup photo?

However, that's not the point.

The more important thing right now is, what did Qi Xiaohe just say?Want to hang him in the study?

Hang Wei Wen's painting in the study of Qi Xiaohe's family, so if you say it's not ambiguous, no ghost will believe it!

Wei Wen swallowed, "Mr. Qi, this, is this not good?"

Qi Xiaohe's face unexpectedly leaked a bit of puzzlement, and he asked in doubt: "What's wrong?"

Wei Wen: "Isn't it too ostentatious to hang in your study?"

Qi Xiaohe raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to live here for the next two years?"

"No."

"Then do you consider this your home?"

It is simply a proposition.Wei Wen felt that if he dared to shake his head at this time, he might be torn to pieces by Mr. Qi's anger in the next second: "Of course, it's my home."

"Is there anything overly scaled about this photo?"

"No."

Qi Xiaohe took it for granted: "Then you come and tell me, what's wrong with hanging a decent photo of yourself in your home?"

Wei Wen scratched his head, why does this logic sound so smooth?Make yourself unable to refute.

So he had no choice but to shut up, and followed Qi Xiao and He Tong into the study.Seeing Song Mao and Gao climb up and down, clangingly hang a huge picture of themselves in his lover's study.

There was a strange feeling in my heart.

Qi Xiaohe crossed his arms and stared at the wall for another 2 minutes, then let out a long low sigh from his nasal cavity, his expression was as serious and serious as before, nodded and said: "It's very beautiful, it's a chatterbox The young general whose sculls were blown to ashes, played in his true colors."

The true nature of God plays.