Warm marriage, my domineering president

410, Yuyan Story 21 Wen Yan glanced at him, then looked away, but still didn't say those words.

And Rong Yuqi came over with a smile, and took her to the dining room for dinner.

After eating, she went out for a walk, felt bored and came back to rest, but she didn't see Rong Yuqi when she was sleeping, and she didn't know where she went.

Wen Yan didn't ask, nor did he call.

The next morning, when she went downstairs to prepare dinner, she saw Rong Yuqi, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, reading a newspaper.

She hadn't gone downstairs yet, but he reacted sharply, "Morning kitten."

"Is there no breakfast in the kitchen?"

Rong Yuqi blinked, with a sly look on his face, "Well, let's go eat."

"Cooking food?"

"Shen Yang's house."

"You go, I don't want to go, I can do it myself."

Rong Yuqi pecked her small face, "Are you still angry?"

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, "No."

She is not familiar with other people, and she also knows that other people know about her relationship with Rong Yuqi.

Although none of them would sarcastically mock her like Song Yifei or Yang Yuan, if she went there, she would be an outlier among his friends who were either rich or expensive.

As she said, she was going to the kitchen, but Rong Yuqi hugged her up involuntarily, and smiled, "Don't be angry anymore? Huh? Didn't I apologize yesterday?"

Wen Yan frowned and struggled, his small face sank, "I said I don't want to go!"

His smile remained unchanged, but he paused, "Oh? You're not going?"

Wen Yan bit his lip.

He leaned over, touched her lips lightly with his thin lips, and smiled at her close at hand, "What if I want you to go?"

Wen Yan looked at him with a smile, but his eyes were obviously not smiling, and his eyes were bottomless. At this moment, he was so gloomy that one couldn't help but tremble.

Her small face turned pale, she put aside her small face, and looked at him without speaking for a long time.

He sighed vaguely, "People say I have a good temper, but you always make me angry, little cat."

As he spoke, he rubbed the base of her ear again, but she hid, her ears were cold, a layer of goose bumps appeared on her neck, and her hands were also icy cold.

Rong Yuqi squinted his eyes, then smiled again, and said coquettishly: "Okay, I was wrong, little cat, please don't be angry with me again, okay?"

Wen Yan hid, there was no way to hide, so he could only accept it, staring at him who had returned to his usual appearance at this moment, as if his frightening coldness just now was just her illusion.

But the coldness of her palm reminded her that it was not an illusion.

Wen Yan didn't say anything, and let Rong Yuqi carry her into the car.

After getting in the car, Rong Yu Qi Lai was beside her, pointing to the passing scenery and talking to her, he seemed in a good mood, but Wen Yanzi only spoke a few words when necessary, she didn't want to try to provoke him anymore.

More than ten minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of a villa.

And at the entrance of the villa, there were already people standing there.

Wen Yan recognized them, except for Qin Huaifeng who did not fly over with them, there was also a beautiful woman about her age who she had never seen standing beside Qin Huaifeng.

When they got out of the car, Rong Yuqi took her hand and walked towards them.

Ren Weiqing smiled and said, "Why are you so slow?"

"My kitten lost her temper with me again, and it took a long time to coax her back, so she came late."

Rong Yuqi said helplessly and dotingly.

Listening to Rong Yuqi's words, Wen Yan lowered his head and said nothing.

They all arrived, and the group went into the villa.

The housekeeper was very polite, and greeted them with snacks and tea. Rong Yuqi and the others also ordered the kitchen staff to make breakfast very unceremoniously. Rong Yuqi ordered millet porridge and some side dishes for her. She doesn't hum.

Qin Huaifeng propped his chin, glanced over, "It's pretty good to serve people."

"No way, who told my kitten to have a bad temper?"

Qin Huaifeng's smile deepened, "This person's temper is something that people are used to."

"It's true. My kitten has a good temper in the past two years. I've only been used to it for two years. From time to time, I'll talk back to me."

Having said that, Rong Yuqi seemed to be smiling happily. Seeing that Wen Yan had almost drunk the tea in the cup, he reached out to add some tea for her, leaned over and took a cup of tea, and blinked ambiguously, "However, my family The kitten's temper, the more I get used to it, the more I like it."

Qin Huaifeng glanced at Wen Yan, "Just because someone likes you doesn't mean you like him too. I don't think Miss Wen looks like someone who is interested in psychosis."

The conversation between the two of them attracted the attention of others, and their eyes fell on Rong Yuqi and Wen Yan.

Wen Yan Baixi held the cup with her little hands, and drank water in small sips, very gentle and peaceful, as if she didn't notice other people's gazes, and it seemed that what Qin Huaifeng said to Rong Yuqi had nothing to do with her.

Rong Yuqi seemed unhappy, put down his cup sadly, hugged Wen Yan's shoulders, and acted like a baby to her, "Little cat, he called me crazy, I'm so sad."

With so many people watching, it's impossible for Wen Yan to ignore him, so he can only say flatly: "You also call him crazy, don't you?"

Rong Yuqi grinned, "Did you hear that? My kitten said you were crazy."

Qin Huaifeng: ...

While saying this, a voice as cold as ice came from upstairs: "The people outside are dead? Who allowed you to let them in?"

Wen Yan recognized this person.

She has met him a few times, he is indifferent, taciturn, gloomy, full of hostility, domineering, I heard that he is also cold-blooded and ruthless, he is a ruthless character.

The others booed, and they didn't know what to say. He seemed to be in a bad mood, looking for something, and went out quickly. The others followed to watch the fun, but Wen Yan wasn't interested, so he didn't follow.

Rong Yuqi didn't object this time, before leaving, he went to the kitchen to urge the kitchen to make breakfast quickly, and left after giving orders to the kitchen.

Wen Yan drank the water quietly, probably because of Rong Yuqi, the kitchen made a basket of small soup dumplings first.

The small soup dumplings were a bit greasy for her. She ate two and filled her stomach, so she stopped eating. Later, the kitchen brought her millet porridge.

As soon as she finished eating, the others came back, but the owner of this house did not come back with her.

Not long after, amidst the laughter of others, she saw the tall and indifferent man carefully returning with a young girl on his back.

It was a very small face, not particularly stunning, but it was easy to develop a good impression.

This man, who was always neat and meticulous, now had some dirt stuck to his knees, probably when he knelt down to carry someone on his back.

Hearing their noise, a few cold eyes flew over, Rong Yuqi and the others shut up knowingly, but their eyes still couldn't change the banter of watching a play.

After the other party went upstairs, she couldn't help asking Rong Yuqi without saying anything: "Is that girl Jian Shenyang's wife?"

When she saw Jian Shenyang for the first time, to be honest, she was a little afraid of him, because he was too unfathomable, and the hostility on his body made people afraid to approach him.

She also thought about what kind of woman such a man should find to match him. She thought about it at that time, but she didn't have the answer, but now, she thought, she had the answer.

"Miss Wen, you seem to be very interested in Jian Shenyang."

At this time, Gao Youlin suddenly said so.

Rong Yuqi shook his cup and smiled, "President Gao came to talk about the philosophy of life with my kitten again?"

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Gao Youlin to say that, she was about to shake her head when Gao Youlin raised her eyebrows and asked:

"If you had to choose between Jian Shenyang's ice cube and Rong Yuqi, who would you choose?"

Rong Yuqi paused while shaking the cup, smiled deeply, and even leaned over to look at Wen Yan with his chin propped up.

Wen Yan frowned, "I... haven't thought about it."

Gao Youlin changed the way of asking, "Which of the two of them do you think is better?"

It can be said that Wen Yan answered without hesitation, "Mr. Jian."

Gao Youlin suddenly felt relieved, "Although for a while I really wanted to tear that man Jian Shenyang apart, but I still admit...you have a good eye, which means...you know what you said on the plane even if I didn't say it."

After she finished speaking, as soon as she raised her eyes, she met Rong Yuqi's straight eyes, but this time Rong Yuqi didn't speak.

Gao Youlin is not afraid of him, "What? Mr. Rong still can't hear the truth?"

Rong Yuqi fell silent for the first time, and glanced at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan pretended not to see it, and sat quietly.

After sitting for a while, she felt bored by herself, so she went out for a walk, and Rong Yuqi didn't care about her, she went out for about half an hour, a servant came out to find her, "Miss Wen, sir said that you can go home and rest. Your plane is at six o'clock in the evening."

Wen Yan nodded, followed the servant into the car, and went back to Rong Yuqi's villa.

When she returned to the villa, she didn't see Rong Yuqi, so she probably hasn't come back yet.

Because she had only lived for two days, the things she brought hadn't been touched much, and she didn't need to pack them up. It was just that when she opened her suitcase, she saw a strange box on it.

Wen Yan opened it and took a look. It had the words Happy New Year written on it.

It should be Rong Yuqi's New Year's gift to her.

She took away the note and opened the lid inside, only to find a pair of S-shaped blue diamond-encrusted earrings lying inside.

At a glance, you know it's worth a lot.

Wen Yan took it out, thought about it, put it in the sideboard, and then quietly packed his luggage.

She went out at four o'clock in the afternoon, but Rong Yuqi didn't come to take her to the airport when she went out, and a driver named Lard took her to the airport.

Back to the familiar city, it was around twelve o'clock at noon.

"Xiaoyan!"

When she opened the door with the key, her mother nearly wept with joy when she saw her.

Wen Yan smiled, dragged his luggage into the door, saw his mother pulling the trailer, and was stunned, "Do you want to go shopping?"

"Yeah, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and the family hasn't bought anything for the New Year yet."

With a gentle smile, "Let's go together."

The New Year's goods should have already been bought, and they were just sent to her.

The family was very happy that she could come back, but when she went shopping for vegetables, Mother Wen chose the cheap ones for the same type of food.

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, "Mom, is the family struggling?"

She doesn't spend much of her monthly salary, at least half of it will be sent back.

As far as the money she sent back, the family shouldn't be able to save money to this extent.

Mother Wen paused and seemed quite happy, "Your father has been investing in stocks since last year, and has earned a lot of money. This year, he invested all his money in it. Now he can add up to a lot of money."

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, "Then why—"

"I was thinking of talking to you tonight. Since you're talking about it now, it's okay to talk about it now."

"say what?"

"You originally signed a contract with that man for five years. Your dad and I just want to ask, if... if your dad can give you a quarter of the money back to him, can your contract be advanced?" The end of the year? If so, he's not at a disadvantage, is he?"

Wen Yan was stunned for a long time, and was speechless for a while.

Mother Wen was very happy at first, but when she saw Wen Yan like this, she couldn't help worrying, "Can't you?"

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, and patted her mother's taboo comfortingly, "It should work, I'll tell him when the time comes."

"Well, however, it will not be confirmed until April next year."

Wen Yan nodded.

Wen Yu was less than 11 years old, and he was still playful, so Wen Yan also bought him a lot of fireworks, and he couldn't help but set off half of them that night.

The next morning, she helped her mother make glutinous rice balls, put up couplets, and prepare dinner. She was busy from morning to night.

In her memory, it often rains and the weather is bad during Chinese New Year, and this year is no exception.

Moreover, the rain actually has a special atmosphere. The people in the family don't run out, and they all gather together to talk about the world, which is also a kind of excitement.

In the evening, while eating the New Year's Eve dinner, the mobile phone in her room rang, and she put down the bowl to answer the phone.

It was a strange yet familiar number, a number in Beijing, and she picked it up.

A lot of people were chatting over there, and it seemed quite lively, "Wen Yan, it's me, I want to wish you a Happy New Year in advance."

"Chuqi?"

"Yeah." The other side seemed very happy, "I'm going out with my friends to set off fireworks outside, how about you? Do you really know how to go to your hometown? If not, you can come and join us. It's more lively. "

"I'm back home, thank you."

Yuan Chuqi seemed a little disappointed, but she didn't say much, and said happily, "Why are you so polite."

Wen Yan was silent.

"Then I'll-"

"Mr. Rong! You are here too."

Wen Yan didn't hear what Yuan Chuqi said next, but only heard what another Yiga person said.

Wen Yan was stunned for a moment, and Yuan Chuqi said again: "Let's talk later."

"Ah."

She hung up the phone, thought about it, and saved Yuan Chuqi's phone number, because this number should be Yuan Chuqi's new number.

When she saved this phone number, the more she looked at it, the more she felt that this number was familiar. For some reason, she suddenly thought of Rong Yuqi, and when she thought of this, she suddenly remembered it.

When I went to that island with Rong Yuqi, someone called Rong Yuqi, it seemed...

This is the number.

Different from the habit of keeping the year old in the north, many southerners don't keep the year old. They just have to get up early tomorrow to worship the gods, so Wen Yan went to bed very early.

When I woke up the next day, I received several New Year greetings, including Yuan Chuqi's, Wu Hao's, Song Yichen's, and Jiang Chuxin's.

They were all sent in the early hours of the morning.

Except for Jiang Chuxin, she replied back to everyone else.

As soon as she replied to the message, Song Yichen sent a message, asking if she had returned to the city.

She didn't reply.

And Song Yichen didn't send any more messages.

It was rare to have a holiday, and Rong Yuqi did not urge her. Her mother was reluctant for her to leave so soon, so she thought about staying until the seventh day of the new year before going back to work in the capital.

Visiting relatives, except for her grandmother's house, she did not go to other relatives' houses.

It may be because she knew she was back, so when relatives came to visit her house, there were many people.

Although we are all relatives, there are also differences between relatives.

She could feel the winking gazes from many people.

Although she didn't say it clearly, she understood what it meant.

She also heard someone who couldn't help but say: "Oh, this child Wen Yan is indeed a good child, but... this life is considered ruined, and it may be difficult to find a good home."

"It's hard to say. Wen Yan is pretty, so many men like it."

"So what if she's pretty? If someone finds out that she's going to be an old man's mistress, even if a man takes a fancy to her, it's just for fun. If it's marriage, I don't think there are many people." Will be willing, take a step back, even if that man doesn't mind, what about that man's family? And, Wen Yan, in such a situation, should need long-term contraception, right? If long-term contraception, I don't know what will happen next Can I still have a baby?"

"Long-term contraception? Do you think it's an ancient prostitute? With contraception, how can there be any gentle words?"

"It's hard to say. Do you think that man is Wen Yan's husband, and he thinks of everything for her? If people don't like to use condoms, what can you do? You can't just take medicine and take too much side effects. When you grow up, if you don’t take medicine, then abortion is not good for your health.”

When they said this, they seemed to have noticed that Wen Yan might have listened, and smiled a little embarrassedly. However, someone seemed to have thought of something and pulled Wen Yan aside.

Wen Yan was surrounded by a few aunts and six wives, with a calm face, "What's the matter? I have to help pick vegetables."

The other party was straightforward, "Wen Yan, can you still give birth?"

When the other party asked this sentence, it was actually equivalent to agreeing that she was a prostitute.

Wen Yan's face darkened, and she was about to speak when several people stopped her again.

"I--"

Wen Yan was about to leave when the other party stopped her again and said earnestly, "Wen Yan, what Cousin Aunt said just now may be unpleasant, but there is no malicious intent. I just think that if you can still have children, you might as well seize the opportunity and have one." The old man's child, so even if you are not recognized by their family, you can rely on the child to rely on in the future, and maybe you can share some of the family property? This is not harmful to you at all. "

Wen Yan pursed his lips, "Thank you for your concern, I know what to do in the future."

The other party said again: "Wen Yan, don't think it's a shame to help an old man give birth to a child, you still have to look at the actual situation, if you think that after two or three years you will leave that man and follow Song Yichen, that's already It's unlikely, after all, they have Miss Jiang again, so you might as well—"

Mother Wen suddenly appeared not far away holding a spatula, "Have you said enough?!"

Hearing this, everyone quieted down, laughed a little, and let go of Wen Yan.

Mother Wen was very angry, but she gritted her teeth and held back.

When she talked to Wen Yan, she was much gentler, "Xiaoyan, come and help mom pick vegetables."

Wen Yan followed up silently, and heard someone saying: "Maybe what we said was ugly, but it's reasonable, and it's for Wen Yan's sake, we're all relatives, wouldn't it hurt her? "

She went back to the kitchen, and Mother Wen patted her shoulder with red eyes, "Xiaoyan, don't listen to their nonsense, huh? Let's not do anything wrong."

Wen Yan nodded, "Mom, I know it well, don't cry."

Mother Wen nodded, and stopped talking, fearing that the more she talked, the more uncomfortable she would feel.