After marrying into a wealthy family, I became popular

Wei Wen blinked his eyes.It was clearly an accusation, but it sounded inexplicably ironic.

The few pages of documents are not thick, but they contain a lot of information. They are densely written about Qi Xiaohe's independent property, independent equity and exclusive rights after marriage.Qi Xiaohe flipped through it casually and frowned: "Why is the pre-marital property certificate only mine, not Wei Wen's?"

"Your eyes are too distracted to see clearly. It's written here." Xue Huan leaned over and turned the document to the last page, and poked the bottom line with his finger.

Her tone was short and straightforward: "Wei Ming has no independent fixed assets, and the current assets are the numbers on the bank card, so the writing is simpler."

Qi Xiaohe looked at the few short numbers on that line, and frowned even deeper.He opened the additional terms of the document, flexed his index knuckles and nodded: "So Wei Wen only has the obligation to marry me, without any rights?"

The cold tone had already made people around him feel his displeasure, and the lawyer and the assistant shut their mouths in a sensible manner.

Xue Huan didn't take it seriously, she smiled very decently, raised her eyes and asked back: "Mr. Qi, how much resources do you think you provide each year, how much compensation you pay for cooperation, or when are these details appropriate to be reflected in the additional terms of marriage?"

Why did Qi Xiao stop talking, only his thin lips were pursed into a cold straight line.

In comparison, it didn't matter that Wei Wen obviously suffered a loss. He didn't intend to gain any financial benefits from this marriage. If it wasn't for the fact that his pockets were actually cleaner than his face, he would be very happy to ask him to pay back.

Wei Wen moved closer to Qi Xiaohe and bumped him lightly with his shoulder.This is a very intimate gesture in the eyes of outsiders, but neither of the two parties felt that there was anything inappropriate. Wei Wen said briskly and calmly: "Mr. Qi, it's okay. I believe that the company also believes in you. .”

Then he took back the document on his own, pressed it on the coffee table, leaned over, and began to sign with a "swipe".

Qi Xiaohe lowered his eyes and stared at Wei Wen's flying fingers holding the pen for a few seconds.His throat moved up and down, but he finally moved his eyes away and didn't say anything.

He stood up and shook hands with the two Lv immediately, and said in a flat tone without warmth: "Zhao Lv, Xu Lv, I'm sorry I'm too tired today, I may need to go to rest first. You guys, do what you want." Turning to Song Mao again, he instructed: "After finishing these matters later, you send Wei Wen back to the room, and then walk around the nearby neighborhood to familiarize yourself with the environment."

Then, without looking back, he walked upstairs with his long legs.

The two elite lawyers who don't know why are left behind, you look at me, I look at you, and look at the documents—look at each other: You have obviously maximized Qi Xiaohe's interests, why do you still seem to offend the God of Wealth?

Xue Huan stared at Qi Xiaohe's back for a while, thoughtfully, and slowly revealed some understanding on his face.

Her slender eyelashes flickered up and down a few times, she patted Wei Wen's shoulder meaningfully, and said with a soft smile, "Don't worry about him, let's continue. Come, here's the signature."

Patiently instructed Wei Wen to sign the contract step by step before leaving with his lawyer.

The assistant dutifully showed Wei Wen his living environment for the next two years. From the living room, dining room and kitchen on the first floor to the study, living room and guest bedroom on the second floor, he opened the doors one by one and took a look.By the way, he helped him carry the personal salute into the bedroom, and said earnestly: "Don't worry, your bedrooms are separate, Mr. Qi is next door to you."

The decoration of this apartment is a simple and modern style, with a light and luxurious style in black, white, gray and dark tones, full of the hormones of the single male owner.The floor-to-ceiling glass windows that can be seen on one side occupy the entire wall, providing impressive lighting and privacy.

Wei Wen walked into his bedroom and looked around.

Qi Xiaohe just said that it was just a simple tidying up, but in fact, the preparation was very meticulous: as far as the eye can see, there is a bunch of warm sunflowers inserted in the wide-mouth porcelain vase at the head of the bed. The 2-meter-wide bed looks soft and thick Yes, the side cushions and pillows are all orange, which minimizes the original coldness of the room.There are even brand new towels and toiletries in the bathroom, and all kinds of bottles and jars are neatly placed in the alcove.

Wei Wen was pleased and satisfied and kept saying thank you very sincerely. Of course, Song Mao was embarrassed to accept all this gratitude against his conscience, and only said that all the arrangements were ordered by Qi Xiaohe, and by the way, opened Qi Xiaohe Science Popularization Small class:

"Mr. Qi hopes that you can live more comfortably, and asks to replace all the furniture in the room with new ones. The decorators hardly closed their eyes after tidying up for two days."

"Only the two of you live in this apartment, because Mr. Qi attaches great importance to privacy, so he doesn't like to arrange servants and babysitters at home. However, there will be hourly workers coming to do the daily housework every day. You don't need to worry about this."

As soon as Wei Wen heard the first half of the sentence, his heart beat a little uncontrollably.After Song Mao finished speaking, he hesitated a few times, and finally got up the courage to ask: "You mean, does Mr. Qi usually live here?"

"Otherwise, where do you live?" Song Mao asked back as it should, and after thinking about it, he explained: "Oh, of course Mr. Qi travels a lot on business, but as long as he returns to City B, he will definitely live here, no matter how late the dinner party is. "

Wei Wen pressed his chest and nodded vigorously.

Song Mao continued: "Mr. Qi gets up at 06:30 every morning, and then runs 5 kilometers in the morning, rain or shine. As for the courtyard of the community or the gym, it depends on the weather. It will be around 8 o'clock when you come back, so you'd better be there It’s okay to get up before this, come out and brush your face before going to bed. On the surface, Mr. Qi generally asks for others, but living under the same roof, if the living habits are too procrastinated, he will not like it.”

Then Song Mao showed an expression that everyone understood, and smiled slyly: "He is not pleasing to the eye, and it is not us who are not comfortable."

"Oh, by the way, a particularly critical one: don't sleep in the living room, don't watch TV in the study, don't eat in the bedroom. In short, do what you should do where you should stay, and everything should be done step by step.", Song Mao stuck out his tongue when he said this, and said with lingering fear: "Mr. Qi has obsessive-compulsive disorder in this area. Sometimes I send him back too late, and I sleep on the sofa before I can go home. I don’t know how many times I have been scolded. Enter the guest room with your ears in your ears."

"Okay," Wei Wen nodded seriously, "I see, I've written it down."

"Let's go, let's go out for a walk." Song Mao's last words before leaving were: "In short, we will be grasshoppers on the same rope from now on. President Qi is not easy to serve, brothers need to take care of each other."

Standing at the door, Wei Wen stared blankly at Song Mao's fading figure, smacking the word "brother" in his mouth, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Dinner is a Northeast dish cooked by my aunt, a simple four dishes and one soup.

There are no overwhelming shots at noon, no one is watching, and there is no need for business.Qi Xiaohe and Wei Wen sat face to face at the not-so-big dining table, and had a quiet meal.

During the dinner, neither of them talked much, only the sound of bowls, chopsticks and spoons touching was very harmonious, without any embarrassment.Like an old married couple who have lived together for a long time, they just lower their heads and eat their own food.

It's just that Wei Wen licked another half spoonful of rice and a bowl of soup under Qi Xiao's not-so-stern but uncompromising eyes.

Fan Weiwen took the initiative to help his aunt clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Qi Xiaohe who gently grabbed his forearm.Wei Wen didn't have to insist, he said good night briefly, and then went upstairs to his room.

As soon as he entered the room, he slammed the door behind him, before he even had time to change his clothes, Wei Wen couldn't wait to throw himself on the bed and took out his mobile phone - I haven't had time to eat the CP sugar cake for today.

Wei Wen happily scrolled through Weibo.

It seems that the hard-working business during the day turned out to be very effective.The major marketing accounts are also the Eight Immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers. Watching the excitement is afraid that things will be small, so they have enough energy to pass melons to everyone.

You send a photo of the CEO's head-to-head killing, and I send a photo of Xiao Xianrou hugging her arms;There are too many photos of bowing their heads in the same style, smiling faces of couples and hand in hand.

The comment section is also thriving.

Different from the almost one-sided sentiment towards the decline of this relationship before, it is obvious that everyone is celebrating the new society and everyone is rushing to the new society:

[What kind of fairy looks is this pair?Love love love, Yan Gou Zhan Qi Wei cp life 555555]

[Du Wei get lost, you call this business?This is public relations?Can your public relations be so sincere?Wei Xiaoxian Rou @威闻Wilvi's eyes are written with love! 】

[CP fan's head is blue sky!I beg you to marry where you are.immediately! 】

【Come on, Qi Wei girl carry it up [cheer up][cheer up]】

Wei Wen held the phone to his chest, panting hard to calm down, planning to take a closer look before going to bed, and try to have a good dream.

"drop!"

Suddenly, a text message notification pops up on the horizontal bar at the top of the screen:

您尾号8888卡N月N日0:00工商银行收入（他行汇入）10000000.00元，余额100032346.00元。

Wei Wenduan stared at this message for a few seconds, and the corners of his mouth that were originally raised unconsciously drooped down.

Then, he gave a wry smile, and clicked transfer with ease—to his stepmother's account, and the balance in the card instantly recovered to more than 3.After locking the screen and throwing the phone on the bedside table next to him, Wei Wen lost his candy mood.

The moment the money came into the account, he felt that Qi Xiaohe's identity as the money owner was more and more solid.It's just that I still have a long way to go before being adopted.The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.