After marrying into a wealthy family, I became popular

It was like this again, the light "accident" caused Xue Huan to hit a lump of marshmallows with full-strength artillery fire, and his resentment was blocked in his throat, and he was speechless for a long time.

The high-heeled shoes clanged on the expensive marble floor, and Ms. Xue walked around the office angrily. Finally, she resigned herself to her fate and sat down on the sofa. What should I do?"

"It's very simple." Qi Xiaohe raised his eyes and glanced at Wei Wen, who was half a step behind, silently raised the corners of his lips, and said into the microphone unhurriedly: "Go ask someone to make a wedding plan." .”

Mr. Qi's tone was calm and composed, as if he was just ordering his assistant to buy a bun by the side of the road.

"What are you preparing for, a wedding?" Xue Huan raised his hand to cover his chest, almost having a heart attack: "It was agreed before that there will be no ceremony, and the public relations department has also specially studied the explanation plan for the media for this. Remember?"

"I remember." Qi Xiaohe calmly said: "But now I feel that there are loopholes in the decision-making at that time. It is inappropriate not to have a wedding. No matter what the reason is, this is contrary to traditional Chinese culture, and it is easy to be misunderstood by interested people." Catch the flaw."

Qi Xiaohe said what he said was righteous and well-founded, as if he was furious at Song Mao two months ago-"What kind of wedding is going to be held? It's obviously a fake marriage, why should I go with him on the honeymoon? Is it okay to send him an island? I don’t care, you have to figure out the public relations plan.” ——The irritable CEO is not the same as him.

Xue Huan's brain was almost blank, and he instinctively retorted simply relying on his years of working experience with Qi Xiaohe in wits and courage:

"Even so, you should discuss it with the team first, right? You make a decision with a pat on the head? How can a wedding be done just as you say? You two are public figures and now you are on the cusp of the topic. How many pairs of eyes are staring at you?" Look, this ceremony can't be fooled around casually. How to plan the scene? How to choose the location? Who are you going to invite? Also, you are married by contract, how do you communicate with the relatives and elders at home?..."

There was no perfunctory "um" on the other end of the phone, Xue Huan suddenly realized something: "Qi Xiaohe! Are you listening to me?"

It was hard to hide the voice that was so angry that it was almost out of control, so loud that even Wei Wen who was walking behind was startled.

Qi Xiaohe put the mobile phone hanging by his side back to his ear, as if his consciousness had just returned: "...What did you say?"

Xue Huan: "..."

After a long pause, Ms. Director raised her head and let out a long sigh—there is nothing to love in life, she sees the red dust, loves whoever she loves.

Qi Xiaohe humbly said: "Then is there any problem that needs to be explained?"

"No problem, no! OK, leader, you can do whatever you want."

Ms. Xue Huan has been in the entertainment circle for more than ten years, and the only Waterloo in her life is that she is so young that she has such a leader, who is prone to sudden death.

Qi Xiaohe pretended to be ignorant of Xue Huan's anger, hung up the phone with a relaxed expression, and threw it into his pocket.Then he slowed down and put his arms around Wei Wen's shoulders.

In fact, Wei Wen has not been far from Qi Xiao all this time, and he has heard the content of the phone call just now: "So, you said that the wedding is serious? Isn't it to fool the media?"

"Correct."

"But our marriage is obviously fake. Everyone knows that the wedding will be a mess, and relatives and friends outside the entertainment industry will not be able to hide it. I'm afraid it will end badly in the future?"

Wei Wen didn't notice that when he said the word "fake marriage", the corner of Qi Xiaohe's mouth twitched slightly, but he returned to his straight and normal state in an instant:

"Can you hide it now? Is there any relative or friend around you who can't use the Internet or browse the news?"

Before Wei Wen could answer, Qi Xiaohe suddenly turned his head and glanced at him, then his tone dropped inexplicably: "What are you worried about? Will it be embarrassing to appear with me? Don't you look forward to such a grand occasion? Is it so embarrassing for you to personally announce that I am your husband under the witness of your father?"

Isn't it all here?A series of questions stunned Wei Wen, and he said in astonishment, "I, I didn't mean that..."

Qi Xiaohe didn't seem to want to hear any explanation, he had already put down the arm that was resting on Wei Wen's shoulder, and walked forward alone.Always standing proudly and the top of his head drooping bit by bit, Wei Wen can even see the disappointment in his eyes, the lonely back looks helpless and forbearing:

"Forget it... Since you object, I will always respect your opinion... Although I have been looking forward to a dream wedding since I was a child."

Is it because of some trauma in my heart when I was a child that I have special expectations for the sense of ritual?For the sake of the dream in my heart, maybe I can temporarily ignore the authenticity of the marriage - Wei Wen thought.

"Do it." The little star quickly took half a step forward, grabbed Qi Xiaohe's wrist, and said firmly: "This wedding ceremony must be done."

The former actor's management of micro-expressions is at its peak. Qi Xiaohe's face can hardly see the slightest joy of succeeding in the trick, only the end of his eyes unconsciously curved upwards with a slight arc.

At sunset, the dinner that day was held in the villa.

Mr. Butler also specially invited several top chefs from Michelin, and he started to work from noon, preparing a dazzling feast of all kinds, combining Chinese and Western.

Originally, a small party should be prepared in the banquet hall, the purpose is also to welcome some guests who may visit unexpectedly.

The previous thinking of the team was: Although the marriage between Qi Xiaohe and Wei Wen was not widely publicized because of the contract, they did not deliberately hide it.Generally speaking, if the wedding is not held, then today is a very important day when the certificate is obtained.Ling Xiao Media's business partners are spread all over the country, if someone who is not open-eyed comes to congratulate them specially, it would be bad to see that the family is not full of joy.

However, now that it has been announced that there will be a wedding ceremony, no one should rush to the door at this moment.

But right now all kinds of dishes are ready, it’s a pity to waste it, Qi Xiaohe said generously: Then just eat it with your own family, call the cook, driver, servant, and little Filipino maid, and thank you all the people in the villa by the way The hard work of taking care of Wei Wen and Wei Weiwei during this time.

Wei Wen felt very comfortable that he didn't need to be open for business, didn't need to take care of the camera all the time, and only had a good time with the people around him day and night.

The whole meal was eaten happily and peacefully, and it was enjoyable.

After dinner, Wei Weiwei didn't go back to her room, but followed Wei Wen step by step and pestered him to take a walk in the yard and play games.

Qi Xiaohe went back to the study and was lazily sitting on the sofa by the bay window.

His slender legs are crossed, and the Financial Times of the day is on his knees. He sips his coffee, and his eyes drift out of the window from time to time. There was a feeling of quiet time.

This feeling is a brand new experience for Mr. Qi, warm and long, probably similar to the so-called parent-child time I saw in parenting magazines recently?

Qi Xiaohe suddenly felt that it was necessary for him to join in, so he stood up, walked around the corridor, and pushed open the door.

In the courtyard, little girl Wei Wen was arguing with Wei Wen for sweets. She stood on tiptoe vigorously and held Wei Wen's arm, shaking it non-stop, raised her small face high, flashed her big eyes and begged in a milky voice. Said: "Just one, just the last one, okay?"

Wei Wen tried his best to keep a sullen face, and pulled Wei Wei's little hand: "No. This is already the third lollipop you asked for today, so you can't eat any more."

"But my brother obviously hasn't let me eat it for 6 days. Aunt Li in the kitchen said that her grandson can eat a whole bag of candy every day, why can't I?"

"Good Weiwei, have you forgotten the doctor's advice? Your body is different from other children, so you can't eat like them."

Seeing that Wei Wen still didn't let go, Wei Wei rolled his eyes, sat down on the grass, and planned to use the younger version of the infant's trump card - slap and roll.

Wei Wen put on a stern face helplessly, and was about to continue his lecture, but saw Wei Wei on the other side suddenly stopped rolling. She got up from the grass, patted her little butt, and ran away with her arms outstretched.

Wei Wen raised his head and looked in Wei Wei's direction suspiciously. All he could see was Qi Xiaohe's tall and thin figure, striding towards them against the moonlight.

Wei Wei has already been supported by the oncoming person with both hands, hugging her in her arms, she is wiping her tears with her small mouth curled up, sobbing and choking: "Brother doesn't allow me to eat candy, I want to eat candy!... A good uncle will give me one .”

Qi Xiaohe has always been unable to resist the coquettish sweet offensive.

Ever since he found out about Wei Wei's life experience, his feelings for this child have changed from pure love for Wu and Wu to full of distress and affection.Especially when I just heard Wei Wei complaining from a distance that other children can eat a whole bag, I immediately had a feeling - other people have it, why doesn't my baby have it?How can there be no? ——Domineering and strong compensatory psychology.

Holding Wei Wei in his arms, Qi Xiaohe tentatively looked at Wei Wen: "Wei Wei performed very well at today's press conference, and everyone on the Internet praised her for being very gracious at such a young age. Well, I think, should we reward her? one time?"

While speaking, the big hand has slowly reached out to Wei Weiwei's small bag which is still on the lawn.

Wei Wen laughed.

How could he object to Qi Xiaohe's decision, even if he was still a little reluctant, he couldn't let Mr. Qi lose face in front of the children.

Qi Xiaohe, who got the acquiescence, pressed his thumb on a small protrusion in the middle of the bag, and the fingerprint lock snapped open.

A pack full of various brands of lollipops.

If during the day, those reporters saw this handmade bag, which is limited to a million dollars in the world, being used by children to hold candies without any care, they probably wouldn't focus on "a lot of cars".