Wild man picked up

A group of people entered the box, Wen Yuan stood beside Grandpa Wen, his eyes were red like rabbits, Nie Fanxing wanted to reach out to touch him, but was dodged.

He was really panicked.

"Impossible, it can't be my child, she...she must be lying!"

Grandpa Wen's face is also quite ugly, even if he doesn't mind Wen Yuan's future man messing with women, but letting other women have children before they are married is too much.

Zhuang Huanwei's thoughts changed sharply, and she found that so many people looked bad, and then realized that she had been tricked by Wen Yuan, and hurriedly said: "Yes, I don't have Mr. Nie's child, I just, just want to cheat some money !"

The most important thing is to keep the child first, so that she can settle the score with Nie Fanxing after it is born. She only blames herself for being too anxious. If she had known earlier, she should have waited for the child to be born before coming to Wen Yuan!

But when she said this, everyone couldn't believe it even more, and they all felt that this woman was really cunning and cunning.

Father Nie said with a sullen face, "If it's true or not, you'll know if you test it."

Now it is possible to test the DNA of fetuses over eight weeks old, so even if the child is not born, he can know who the father is.

Zhuang Huanwei's face suddenly turned pale, and she cried and came over to pull Nie Fanxing's trouser legs: "Please, leave me a little thought, I love you! I promise to take him away, I beg you……"

Nie Fanxing clenched his fists and raised his eyes to Wen Yuan. The latter looked as pale as paper, and looked at him with extreme disgust. He holds on.

"I'm fine..." Wen Yuan finished in a low voice, then passed out completely.

"Mr. Wen..." Rong Baichuan called him twice, picked him up, and said, "I'll take Mr. Wen to rest first."

Nie Fanxing's eyes were red, and he wanted to follow, but was fixed by Father Nie's gaze, and could only watch helplessly as Wen Yuan was carried out.

Wen Yuan quietly opened his eyes after leaving the box. From his perspective, he could see Rong Baichuan's firm chin and straight nose. The man's arms were slender and powerful. Wen Yuan was almost lost in this comfortable in a sense of security.

Rong Baichuan lowered his eyes, Wen Yuan immediately closed his eyes again, he heard the man talking to the waiter, asking for help to arrange a room.

Not long after, he felt carried into a room somewhere.

Rong Baichuan knelt on one knee on the bed, gently put him on the bed, helped him remove his shoes, stared at his boss's trembling eyelashes, and said in a low voice: "There is no one here, so don't pretend."

Wen wish not to move.

Rong Baichuan sat in front of the bed and looked at him, thought for a while, and slowly approached——

Wen Yuan's eyeballs rolled back and forth under his eyelids, feeling that the man's breath was getting closer, closer...

His heart beat faster, he opened his eyes suddenly, and stared at him: "You, what are you doing?"

The man stretched out his hand, Wen Yuan's eyes rolled away, nervous and uneasy.Rong Baichuan pinched a piece of duck down, "The one in the pillow fell out."

I heard that Wen Yuan is finally going to confirm his marriage with Nie Fanxing, and the first person to rush over is Wen Kang's younger sister, Wen En, but just happens to meet a handsome man who enters the guest room with Wen Yuan in his arms. Turning around, I saw Mrs. Wen also coming out of the box.

After all, it's the Nie family's family business. Wen Yuan has escaped, so it doesn't make sense for him to keep his old face.

"Grandpa!" Wen En pointed to a guest room and complained: "I just saw that Wen Yuan had a room with another man!"

"A girl from every family, shut up." The old man had a sullen face, and Wen En said again: "I heard my brother say that that man followed his vows wherever he went, and they seem to be living together!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wen's housekeeper said in a reproachful tone to Wen Yuan, "Ah Yuan has a sense of propriety in doing things."

"But he's going to get married in the future!" Wen En said unconvinced: "He can't just hang out with wild men, what if no one wants him?"

"A Yuan has broken off the engagement with the Nie family now, and falling in love is his freedom."

"That depends on who you talk to, right?" Wen En said angrily, "Why does Uncle Qi always make wishes to Wen En? Does the family only treat him as the young master?"

The old lady Wen frowned and said, "Go knock on the door and ask."

Rong Baichuan opened the door and heard their intentions: "Mr. Wen was stimulated and still unconscious."

Wen En snorted, "He's resting, what are you doing in there? Are you two doing something shady?"

Rong Baichuan looked at the old man: "Except for Mr. Wen, is everyone in the Wen family so uneducated?"

Butler Qi snickered, and Wen En's face suddenly changed: "How dare you talk to my grandpa like that?"

"Everyone is equal in the legal society, so why does the Wen family want to bully others?"

The old lady Wen had two blue veins twitch on his forehead.As an elder, it is of course impossible for him to doubt the debauchery of the younger generation, but now if he opens his mouth to accuse Rong Baichuan again, it seems that he has really settled down and bullied others, so he can only scold Wen En. The girl is not sensible, the old man just wanted to ask about the health of the young master, if there is nothing else, we will go back first."

Wen En wanted to say something, but his grandfather gave him a cold look, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

Wen Yuan didn't know how the Nie family's affairs were resolved, but he knew that after today's incident, Rong Baichuan's cohabitation with him would soon cause trouble.

Rong Baichuan closed the door, and Wen Yuan sat up cross-legged, resting his chin in deep thought.

"Thinking about what?"

"You can call me Ayuan from now on."

Rong Baichuan was surprised, the things inside his chest accelerated, and his heavy tone concealed his restlessness: "Okay."

Not at all reserved.

Wen Yuan is actually an extremely insecure person. He refuses to give up his sincerity easily, but he is often easy to soften his heart and be taken advantage of.After thinking about it, he felt more and more that a business marriage is not safe, not to mention whether two people can have a relationship, even a doggy business elite like Nie Fanxing can get what he wants, but loyalty is very difficult. Difficult to guarantee.

Wen Yuan was very romantic when he was learning music, and he was full of thoughts about finding someone who was in love with him in the future, living a life where I would play the piano and you would sing, and occasionally go to the grass with the guitar to express his artistic feelings, full of love and honey Italy, mutual acquaintance.

Later, when he decided to switch to business, it suddenly became a reality. As long as someone can help him take Cheng'an back, this person has good facial features, and if they don't hate each other, the relationship can always be cultivated slowly.

But now, he finds that it is not important to find someone he knows and agrees with, nor is it important to be a rich and powerful man. What he lacks is an honest and obedient man who is easy to manipulate, loyal and loyal, and has a sense of responsibility.

The ones bought with money are the most reliable.

Wen Yuan didn't stay in the guest room for too long, so he took Rong Baichuan back home.

The storage room has been cleaned up for him to live in, and the 1.5-meter bed that was originally leaning against the wall was taken down for him to sleep in. Rong Baichuan is a very clean man. He shaves his beard every day and sweeps the floor every day. He and the bedroom are well organized. If it wasn't for Wen Yuan's bedroom that he couldn't just enter, he probably still has the energy to clean it up for him.

Duan is a delicious family husband.

It was rare for Wen Yuan to knock on the door of a man's room, Rong Baichuan sat up from the bed and said, "Please come in."

"I just made milk, and I made a glass for you too."

But Rong Baichuan wanted to make Wen Yuan's milk just now, but he refused.

He was puzzled, Wen Yuan had already handed over the milk, sat down on his bed, pressed the mattress, and said, "Look at this bed, you will probably feel suffocated when you sleep on this bed, so start over again." I bought one and it will be delivered tomorrow.”

"Fortunately."

"Not good." Wen Yuan said, "You are so tall and big, it is really wronged to sleep on this bed!"

"..." Rong Baichuan remained silent.

Wen Yuan looked at him for a while, then took out his mobile phone and said, "Let me show you, see if you like it."

Before Rong Baichuan leaned forward, Wen Yuan kicked off the slippers and climbed up, muttering that his feet were so cold, he drove Rong Baichuan directly into his bed, his cold feet stuck to his legs through the fabric of the pajamas , brought up the mobile phone together, and said, "I'll show you the picture."

Rong Baichuan leaned over to look, Wen Yuan's head bumped him suddenly, it was on purpose.Rong Baichuan moved away a little and said, "It's pretty good."

"Yes, my eyesight is not very good?"

"Ah."

"I'll give you milk." Wen Yuan put down his phone and brought him the milk. His kindness was undeniable. Rong Baichuan took it and put it on the other side, and said, "Are you still asleep?"

"Tomorrow is Sunday, so you can get up late."

Wen Yuan's clear eyes seemed to be saying something, Rong Baichuan licked his lips, feeling a little weird.Qi Xinya said that he could not afford to hear the wish, and the words were still vivid in his memory. At this moment, he kept ringing, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Wen..."

"You told me to call me Yuan Yuan." Wen Yuan poked him and said with a smile, "Or do you want to call me Yuan Yuan? It doesn't matter, I agree."

A wish...

He tasted these two words back and forth in his mouth, twisting them on the tip of his tongue over and over again, the more he tasted, the more bitter it became, this kind of bitterness was very familiar, as if it had already penetrated into the bone marrow, making his heart throbbing with pain.

The author has something to say: adjust the update time to before nine o'clock every day~(oo)`?)

Thanks to the heroine Xiaodou, the two big mines of this picture scroll! !