After marrying into a wealthy family, I became popular

Qi Xiaohe picked up the bone china cup that he couldn't remember where to order but it looked very expensive, put it to his mouth, and made a swallowing motion dumbly, but he didn't taste anything.

No one could see, the hesitation and hesitation flashed through the deep pupils that he cleverly blocked behind his thin wrists.

When he put down his hand and looked at Wei Wen again, Qi Xiaohe's eyes had become as firm and sincere as his tone: "I will treat Wei Wei well."

According to Mr. Qi's prediction, the boy on the opposite side should show a very complicated expression when he said this, which mixed a series of emotions such as happiness, excitement, relief, and gratitude.It would be even better if I could be so moved that I couldn't help but rush forward and hug myself.

However, Wei Wen did not.

Even the fingers holding the cup didn't move a bit.

That expression, on the contrary, looked more like he couldn't laugh or cry, the young eyebrows were briskly raised, and he hesitated: "Ah?"

Why did Qi Xiao think that Wei Wen didn't hear clearly, or he couldn't believe the promise he heard.So he emphasized his tone again, and said seriously:

"What I mean is: during our contractual marriage, I treat Wei Wei as my own."

Qi Xiaohe paused, carefully selected the words, and continued: "Frankly speaking, some past events do make people brood, and if I think of them occasionally, I will inevitably mind... But I can guarantee that I will not let any negative emotions hurt you. To this child, I will do my best to protect and accommodate her."

Hearing this, Wei Wen finally couldn't help laughing softly: "Mr. Qi, I don't know what you mean by the past?"

Before Qi Xiaohe could answer, he blinked his big beautiful eyes teasingly, and said with a smile in his tone, "Do you have any misunderstanding about Wei Weiwei's life experience?"

Qi Xiaohe raised his chin, and made a noncommittal nasal sound: "Huh?"

Wei Wen sighed: "There are many rumors that Wei Wei is my illegitimate daughter."

Qi Xiao He Xin said: It's not just a lot of rumors, it's almost a conclusion, okay?

Wei Wen looked directly into Qi Xiaohe's eyes, took another sip of his honey tea, and finally said with some kind of determination: "She is my aunt's daughter."

"Hmm..." Qi Xiaohe's fingers had unconsciously clenched the handle of the cup, subconsciously thinking that what he was about to hear would be very important, and he could barely maintain the calmness on the surface. .

"My aunt is a very beautiful and romantic woman. Unlike my well-behaved mother, she has been pursuing love and freedom all her life, so she fell in love with a wandering singer who would stand outside her window playing and singing folk songs. .”

Wei Wen shook his head regretfully: "You should be able to guess the next plot, right? It's very simple and bloody, after all, such a man is destined not to stay for anyone, so after a night of passion, the wandering singer disappeared without a trace... Wei Wei should be that time."

In the circle of high society where Qi Xiaohe works, it is not new that female stars try to take advantage of their mother's prestige to take advantage of pregnancy to ascend to the top, and in the end they make a lot of trouble, and it can even be said that it can be seen everywhere.

However, it's the first time I've heard of a clean little girl who was pregnant with a cub but was dumped by a homeless singer with no money or power.For a moment, I didn't know what to think, so I had to rack my brains to answer: "One time, I got hit?...It's also quite rare."

Wei Wen silently rolled his eyes more restrainedly, and pouted his lips: "It was really sudden, no one thought of it. Before, everyone thought that my aunt was infertile, and she probably thought so herself, so she didn't take good precautions during the incident. "

It took Qi Xiaohe a lot of effort to swallow the disdain that was about to blurt out: If you didn't protect yourself before the event, you should make up for it afterwards. Why does she have to make the same mistake again and again?

Wei Wen, however, seemed to hear his heartfelt voice, shaking his head and explaining: "I know what you're thinking. But my aunt is different from other women, this child has to be given up."

"Oh. Is it because of faith?" Qi Xiaohe nodded inscrutablely, expressing that he understood very well.

He remembered that when he was studying in the United States, he once heard a lecture on philosophy, which mentioned some extremely opposing views and attitudes of religion on abortion, which were indeed very sensational.

Wei Wen stared at Qi Xiao with a sympathetic look, looked at it for a while, and said coldly: "My aunt is an atheist."

"Oh? Oh...", Qi Xiaohe was a little embarrassed, and silently retracted the lines that were prepared.

"We kept Wei Wei because this is the only chance for my aunt to be a mother in her life." Wei Wen took a deep breath: "She is RH negative."

RH negative type, panda blood, can only give birth once in a lifetime.If she becomes pregnant again, the blood fusion is almost [-]%, and there is a high probability that both mother and child will die.

"During the pregnancy, my aunt was always in a bad mood and her body was very weak. On the day of delivery, the arterial embolism caused massive bleeding... Obviously, there was no suitable blood type in the blood bank."

"My grandparents passed away very early, and my mother's mental and physical condition was obviously unable to take care of a small child. So, the hospital contacted me who was studying at the film school at the time."

Wei Wen's tone was very calm, with a sense of calm that time has changed.

But Qi Xiaohe still couldn't help but feel distressed: Wei Wen was only a half-grown child at that time, and with a nursing baby, one can imagine how difficult life was.

"Weiwei has no father, and lost his mother within a day after he was born. I can't let gossip and gossip bother him anymore... So no matter what the media say, it doesn't matter if it's an illegitimate daughter or anything else, anyway, I just want to protect her , keep her."

Qi Xiaohe stood up, walked around behind Wei Wen, firmly grasped the young man's thin shoulders with his generous palms: "From now on, I will accompany you."

"Thank you."

Wei Wen's eyes were only dim for a short time, but soon brightened again, with a bright and sincere smile on his face, and his tone was brisk: "Hey, you don't need to be like this, the atmosphere is not that sad."

"Actually, our life is much better now than before. At least Wei Wei and I can live comfortably. I'm still very satisfied."

Qi Xiaohe nodded vigorously: It's good to reminisce about the past, it's not appropriate to indulge in it too much, after all, people still have to look forward. .

Wei Wen obviously understood this truth well, he thought for a while, then pouted again: "Originally, I didn't intend to tell anyone about Wei Wei's life experience, but I really don't want you to always think too much and affect your mood. My good, you have to remember."

That precious little expression was half complaining and half coquettish.

The naughty cat scratched Qi Xiaohe's heart like its paws, itching and nervous, really uncomfortable.

Mr. Qi took a deep breath, straightened up, tried to calm down and rubbed Wei Wen's frizzy hair, suppressed his voice and pretended to be indifferent: "Sit down a little longer, I still have some work to do, go back to the study first gone."

Then, under Wei Wen's doubtful and resentful eyes of "you are still talking about work in this situation and this situation, your CEO is really single by strength", he turned around expressionlessly and left.

Qi Xiaohe walked through the long passage in the villa without greeting anyone along the way.

He went straight back to the study, walked to the desk and sat down, turned on the computer, and checked the email.

Ten minutes later, he picked up his phone and quickly browsed the news about Lingxiao Media in the past few days. After swiping up and down a few pages with his thumb, he locked the screen.

After 5 minutes, I stood up calmly, got myself a cup of coffee, put a whole spoonful of creamer and half a pack of sugar, took a sip, frowned, poured it all out, and rinsed the cup.

After 3 minutes, I took out the Wannian Zanghui hand cream from the drawer, applied it on the back of my hand, and carefully spread it evenly.

Finally couldn't help it, walked to the door of the study, twisted the handle hard to make sure the door was completely locked from the inside.

then,

Mr. Qi, the number one president of Huaguo's top media group, who is ruthless, arrogant and thunderous, swooped down and threw himself on the sofa like a monkey, hugging the cushions and rolling:

This child is not Wei Wen's, ah!Ahhhhhhhhhh!Hey, hey, hey!

There is a song called "Uneasy" that circulates in my mind.

In fact, after getting the news that Wei Weiwei, a lovely and beautiful comrade, is not an agent behind the enemy's rear, but Xiaobalu, who was born and bred by his family according to the land, Qi Xiaohe already felt that every pore in his body was filled with Thai The pleasure of loose bone.

But in front of outsiders and even Comrade Wei Wen, he must remain restrained and deep, not showing his emotions or anger.

It's really hard to ride a horse.

In this undisturbed office right now, Qi Xiaohe can finally lock the door secretly, talking about Shakespeare deep in his soul: "to be or not to be? Isn't it just a child."

From the afternoon of the same day to the next 72 hours.

Mr. Qi was always in a good mood, and even led the driver, cook and little Filipino maid in the villa to live a good life.Even the big mistake of adding half a coriander to the winter melon soup for lunch, which would definitely deduct wages on weekdays, was perfectly ignored.

The sky in the liberated areas is sunny, and the people in the liberated areas are so happy.

The whole family was full of joy. Two days later, the 6th of the month was ushered in: Wei Wen's birthday, and it was also the day when foreign officials announced that the two were officially registered.

The previous afternoon, Qi Xiaohe went out for a trip and returned home later than before, almost missing dinner in time.

As soon as he entered the door, he took out a royal blue flannel box from his arms and stuffed it into Wei Wen's hand.

The latter took it inexplicably, and lowered his head to glance at the logo on the box.

Although Wei Wen never cared much about luxury goods, he has seen many top brands in the entertainment industry.

Right now, this logo has appeared in some magazine, but I can't remember it for a while.But it doesn't matter, as far as Qi Xiaohe's temperament is good at matching everything, Wei Wen is sure that no matter whether it is carefully selected or not, it must be worth a lot anyway.

Wei Wen blinked slightly.

——It's really not romantic at all, and it's not formal at all.