After marrying into a wealthy family, I became popular

A hot and strong breath was on the verge of breaking out between the two of them.

At this moment: "Clang, clang, clang..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door in the corridor, respectful and polite.

Qi Xiao He Meng sat up straight, but paused for two seconds before slowly withdrawing the palm placed next to Wei Wen's mouth.

Wei Wen finally got some fresh air, he took a couple of breaths, his face was flushed, "Yes, someone knocked on the door..."

Qi Xiaohe is like a lion that has been hungry for half its life and finally finds a little white rabbit in its own woods, and before it can catch it, it is cut off halfway.

He brushed his hair angrily, panted heavily, and said hoarsely: "I know."

"Clang, clang, clang!"

There was no response from the door, and the knock on the door sounded faster and more urgently: "Master, are you inside? Are you alright?"

Five minutes later, the door was slowly opened in the air that was so heavy that it was almost condensed.

Qi Xiaohe only opened a small slit, and used half of his body to cover the spring in the room just now.The eyes that usually don't have much warmth are now looking out of the door, and they are so cold that they are almost murderous: "What's wrong?"

Mr. Butler bravely looked at him for five seconds through the door frame.

His old and sharp eyes looked from Qi Xiao He Li's messy hair with two tufts to the expensive crotch of wrinkled fabric, and then he lowered his head and looked at his watch.

Finally, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his voice trembling: "How about I come back later?"

"No, you have something to say now, hurry up." Qi Xiaohe has always regarded Mr. Butler as an elder, such an impatient tone is rare.

The old man couldn't help but glanced in through the crack of the door again, but Qi Xiao was too tightly blocked, so he didn't see anything.He took a deep breath, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed to speak his words:

"Young Master...You, don't you, less than 6 minutes?...Have you enjoyed yourself?"

"Hiss...it shouldn't be...it's written in the physical examination reports these years that all functions are healthy."

In the second half of the sentence, Mr. Butler thought he was muttering to himself, but because he was immersed in his own thoughts, he forgot to silence his voice deliberately. Even Wei Wen in the room could hear it clearly.

The little star sat on the sofa with her legs curled up, her face flushed with suppressed laughter.

Qi Xiaohe successively changed a series of colorful expressions such as gray and black, dark green, blue and purple, and finally settled on the expressionless face, saying word by word:

"So, you old man didn't sleep at night, and you knocked on my door relentlessly on my wedding night, just to monitor whether our husband and wife life is sexually harmonious?"

Wei Wen's mind immediately came up with the classic scene of the Qing Palace Opera - after the emperor's wedding, there is always an old eunuch guarding the door of the bridal chamber, holding a pen, conscientiously counting the time, and writing down every word in the daily notes.

Wei Wen tactfully dismissed it, and said in his heart: Uncle Li, you really flattered me, the concubine has not even reached the step of beautifying the country.

"No, no, I'm just worried about the young master."

"Just now a servant said he saw you and the young lady entering the room, but I knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered, the old man called again..."

When Mr. Housekeeper said this, he suddenly slapped his forehead and said angrily: "Hey, look at my memory, how can I forget the business - the old man just called and said that he sent you a lot of messages He has not received a reply, and your mobile phone has been in the state of talking, he is very worried, and I hope you will send him a message as soon as possible."

Wei Wen glanced suspiciously at Qi Xiaohe's cell phone which was neatly placed on the bedside table, the screen never turned on from the beginning to the end.

Qi Xiaohe turned his head and gave him a comforting look, explaining to Wei Wen with a practical expression: It's not that Mr. Qi is on the phone, but Mr. Qi doesn't want to talk.

Turning back to look at Mr. Housekeeper coldly, he said without warmth: "I see. Do you have anything else to do?"

In less than a second, Mr. Qi vividly performed the free switching between tenderness like water and cold facial paralysis, even if the face-changing master of Sichuan opera was on the scene, he would have to bow down.

Mr. Housekeeper finished passing the message, although he wanted to gossip a few more words, but Qi Xiaohe issued an order to evict the guest, so he had no choice but to leave reluctantly.

While backing away, he said cautiously, "Then, hurry up, young master? The old man seems to be in a hurry... Oh, no, don't go too fast, it's not good for your health..."

Qi Xiaohe slammed the door shut, blocking the endless chatter in the corridor.

There were only two people left in the room, but the ambiguous and sweet atmosphere just now was completely gone, and the embarrassment surging in the air followed like a shadow.

Wei Wen sighed secretly, walked up to Qi Xiaohe, touched his nose and said tentatively, "Why don't you go and call Mr. Qi first?"

Qi Xiaohe raised his eyebrows: "You are in such a hurry to drive me away?"

Wei Wen blinked mischievously: "Aren't I afraid that I will give Father the impression of being a seductress as soon as I enter the door, and it will be difficult to get along with me in the future."

Qi Xiao couldn't help laughing, flicked his forehead lovingly, picked up the phone and walked out of the room.

Closing the door behind him, Qi Xiaohe stood in the corridor, unlocked the screen, clicked on WeChat, and searched for "love each other as a family".

Swipe, swipe, and dozens of voice messages pop up in an instant:

Yinxueqingfeng: "Son, you have a good eye this time. The little celebrity you raised looks clean and sensible. Mom gives you a thumbs up!"

Master Xianyun Ye Heqi: "Little bastard, you really dared to get the certificate? Why didn't you say hello to me and your mother in advance? The wings are hard, aren't they?"

Yinxueqingfeng: "Son, when did you become curvy? Mom didn't notice it immediately, she really felt guilty for a long time, Lao Qi, don't you think so?"

Master Xianyun Ye Heqi: "Xiaoxue, don't blame yourself too much. My son probably only died in the past few months? He was also rumored to have an affair with a female artist last year, you forgot."

Yinxueqingfeng: "Oh, that's good, it's not that I was relieved when I was a child. Let's just say, I can't be so incompetent as a mother."

Yinxueqingfeng: "When will you bring me back to show mom? Have you signed a contract before the marriage? You must remember to do a property notarization, Lao Qi, don't you think so?"

Master Xianyunye Heqi: "Yes, yes, so this marriage is real or fake. I saw pictures on the Internet and there is still a child."

Yinxueqingfeng: "That's right, mom doesn't know when you adopted a little girl? But that child is quite pretty, Lao Qi, don't you think so?"

Master Xianyunye Heqi: "Yes, yes, it looks good."

……

Why didn't Qi Xiao finish listening, so he re-opened the message do not disturb mode for this group chat.

Walking from the bedroom to the study without saying a word, entering the door, and sitting down - there are always moments in life where you doubt whether you are your own.

It took Qi Xiaohe a full 10 minutes to barely calm down his irritability and depression, and found the three words "Qi Honghe" in the phone's address book.

The phone was connected the moment it rang. It was an old but energetic voice, pretending to be calm and said: "Ahem... I watched the press conference, um... this time the public relations were done well, and the reflection of public opinion It's also very good...you..."

"Dad!", Qi Xiaohe quickly interrupted: "First, don't call him Wei Wen Xiaoxing, he is an actor. Second, I didn't raise him, we are equals. Third, marriage is true. Yes, there is also a prenuptial agreement. Fourth, I was already bent in kindergarten, let my mother remember to blame herself for a while."

The other end of the phone was silent, perhaps because the amount of information output was too large and it took some time to digest it.After a while, he suddenly realized and said with emotion: "Oh...his name is Wei Wen."

Qi Xiaohe: "..."

Qi Honghe said: "Your mother asked me to ask when you plan to bring someone back home? How can you not see your elders when you get married?"

"It's a while, I'm too busy now."

"Well... okay, it's best as soon as possible." Qi Honghe was obviously not as persistent as Mother Qi when it came to meeting his daughter-in-law, so he didn't continue this topic. He paused for a moment, then suddenly amplified his voice:

"Little bastard, is what you just said true? If you dare to lie to me, I will sell all 40% of the shares in my hand to Uncle Liu who builds ships on the next island. The media will change their surname."

"Dad, you have been using such threats for more than 10 years, aren't you tired?" Qi Xiaohe sneered: "If I remember correctly, didn't you buy the shares to Uncle Zhang who built the bridge and paved the road last month?" with?"

"I, can't I sell it back?" Qi Honghe couldn't catch his breath after being blocked by his son's words for a long time, and said angrily: "Whether you are really married or fake, you must give me a grandson before the age of 35 anyway." , don't try to play tricks."

After Qi Honghe finished speaking, he hung up the phone angrily. Qi Xiaohe stared at the screen that went dark in an instant, and suddenly pursed his lips and laughed: Have a baby?Wei Wen? ——It seems interesting.

On the other side of the villa, in the bedroom, after confirming that Qi Xiaohe had gone far, Wei Wen pushed open the balcony door by himself.

It was already very late at night, and there were only a few wide-angle spotlights on the lawn sweeping around in the courtyard. Wei Wen looked outside, sniffed, took out his phone and pressed a series of numbers skillfully.

"Hello? ThisXXXconvalescenthospital." Soon standard and authentic American English came from the receiver.

"Aunt Wu, it's me, Wei Wen."

"Oh, it's Mr. Wei." Aunt Wu is the caretaker of Wei Wen's mother in the American nursing home. She is of Chinese descent, and there is no problem switching between Chinese and English: "Are you looking for Ms. Shen? She just had breakfast. She is already asleep, do you need me to wake her up?"

"No need, let her sleep." Wei Wen said softly, "Aunt Wu, you put the phone next to my mother's ear, and I'll just have a word with her."

"Oh, okay, no problem."

Then Wei Wen heard a rustling sound, it should be that Aunt Wu had placed the phone on the pillow.

"Mom." Wei Wen couldn't help but blushed his eyes as soon as he called out these two words. He tried to breathe, and said in the softest tone:

"I got married today.

"Don't worry, the other party is a very, very good person, the man I love the most in this world."