After marrying into a wealthy family, I became popular

The next morning, as soon as Xia Chan hit the ground on her front foot, she immediately took Wei Wen to the Quan Chen crew in person without stopping.

Xia Chan has a career in the gold medal economy for more than ten years, so she doesn't know much about the behind-the-scenes operations on the set.For example, this time, after Little Green Tea made such a fuss, regardless of whether the result was right or wrong, it still affected the filming of the crew.Little Green Tea is the number one male, so many pairs of eyes are staring at him, so naturally no one dares to say anything, so Wei Wen must be the first to suffer.

How can Ms. Xia watch her children being bullied?So the end of this trip is a posture of going to battle to kill the enemy, bathing in blood on the battlefield, and tearing apart if there is a disagreement.

Never expected...

As soon as he arrived, he was confessed with good words, and the stage manager even graciously moved the reclining chair dedicated to the director and put it under the shade of a tree for Wei Wen to rest on.It was only at the end that Xia Chan understood in a trance. How dare she want to add drama to her own children?Wei Wen even looked sleepwalking from beginning to end.

Leaving the set, Xia Chan deliberately drove Gao Shang away and drove in person. On the way, she asked Wei Wen mysteriously, "Did you ask Mr. Qi to put pressure on the crew? Are you chasing money?"

Wei Wen laughed at himself: "Sister, I thought about it, I have to have some skills."

"That's right, you two are just a business cp, he can't be serious..." Xia Chan stared at Wei Wen for a while, then suddenly reached out and stroked his hair, with the color of the Australian fire on his arm Banban seriously said:

"That is, you used this pretty face to bow down to that director Yu Huai."

Wei Wen: "...you are right."

Half an hour later, Xia Chan politely declined Wei Wen's invitation to go upstairs and sit for a while. After all, the home of the big boss is better to stay away from hard-working social animals.

He returned the steering wheel to Wei Wen at the gate of the community.

Although it is a top-notch community in the city center, the beautiful exhaust sound of One-77 when it brakes still attracts countless attentions. Regardless of whether it is the aunt with a shopping basket or the security guard with a baton, they all look at Wei Wen's at almost the same time. Look in the direction.

Rao is a starlet who lives under the spotlight all year round, and he feels like a giant panda, too high-profile to adapt.Almost as if escaping, he rushed into the underground garage at high speed.

Opening the door of the apartment, Qi Xiaohe was standing at the window, with his tall and slender back against the evening red glow like fire.

Wei Wen felt warm in his heart, and immediately walked towards him with a bright smile.

In Qi Xiaohe's eyes, that smile was still dazzled by the shining stars at midnight, making people want to hold him in his arms and take it for himself.

"Mr. Qi, did you know that today I went to the crew of "Power Minister" to give me an extra role! Now there are even more scenes than the male lead." Wei Wenren hastily said before he came to him , It can be seen that he must be very happy.

Song Mao was dragging the box down from the second floor when he heard this sentence.

He smiled and congratulated Wei Wen, then naturally turned his gaze to Qi Xiaohe who was standing beside him, and then the assistant once again witnessed his master's plastic surgery-like acting skills bloodily.

I saw that Qi Xiaohe's eyes, which were originally Gujing Wubo, lit up for a moment, radiating a vague astonishment, and the light of surprise floated faintly: "Really?"

Then, the originally cold and sharp lines on Jun's face stretched out just right, his tightly closed thin lips quickly raised a subtle but very obvious arc, and even his sword eyebrows raised upwards uncontrollably, signaling Wei Wen to continue. explain.

Wei Wen's words were full of excitement: "The director said that because of Little Green Tea, oh, that Lu Hanyu's too much work, the management was dissatisfied, so he deleted most of his scenes and allocated the time to me. Now this film The play has almost become a double male protagonist. Power minister is a drama that wants to be a star, and it has been difficult to get ahead in ancient costume scripts in the past few years. This opportunity is too rare for me."

Qi Xiaohe wore a doting smile the whole time, sharing his joy.

When Wei Wen said this, he suddenly remembered Xia Chan's advice, and raised his eyes cautiously: "Mr. Qi, didn't you help me?"

Qi Xiaohe frowned slightly, his eyes drifted to the ground for half a second before moving back, as if after serious thinking, he shook his head seriously and said: "I have no friendship with your crew."

The assistant now yelled frantically in his heart: Fuck!Fuck!

Could it be more natural?Can it be smoother?

Surprise, joy, relief and ignorance, all clearly written on that indifferent and handsome face, this kind of expression fits the persona of Qi Xiao and He Gao Leng Ba very much.Anything more is contrived, and anything less is not sincere enough.

Looking at Wei Wen who was still immersed in the sweetness of the success of the treasure offering.

Mr. Song Mao couldn't help covering his face at last: "Just add a little drama, and you, President Qi, even put down your face and pretended to be an investment funder to suppress other crews. Isn't that a sure thing?"Surprise yarn!What kind of wolf with a big tail is pretending to be here!

Actor, convinced!

It was only then that Wei Wen noticed that Song Mao was dragging a huge suitcase in his hand: "Mr. Assistant, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

Song Mao snorted: "My kidney hurts." He was frightened by the actor's acting skills.

Wei Wen blinked: "But, you are clearly covering your face?"

"Don't pay attention to him, he just has a toothache." Qi Xiaohe glared at Song Mao fiercely.

"Yes, wisdom teeth have grown." Song Mao was obedient for a second, and immediately trotted away pulling the big box.

"It was fine yesterday, didn't wisdom teeth grow out in a day?..." Wei Wen shook his head in bewilderment as he saw that his butt was about to be exhausted.It took a long time to turn to Qi Xiaohe: "Mr. Qi, are you going out? I think Song Mao seems to have brought a lot of things."

"It's not me, it's us," Qi Xiaohe resumed his gentle tone: "We're going to live in a different place for a few days, and it's less than a week before we get the certificate and registration. When I leave, I have to leave from another house. Go get used to it for a few days."

Wei Wen was curious about the baby, so he asked if he didn't understand, "But why can't you leave home after receiving the certificate?"

Qi Xiaohe said with a smile: "That day the media will follow the whole process of filming. I don't want to be photographed at our home, which will affect my future life." go out.

"Our, home?" Wei Wen opened his mouth, and a burst of warmth suddenly swelled in his heart.

Qi Xiaohe smiled, ran his generous palms on Wei Wen's back a few times, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Wei Wen hesitated for a moment: "I'm not ready yet..."

Qi Xiaohe said calmly, "I also asked Song Mao to clean up your things by the way, and just add what is missing."

What Wei Wen actually wanted to say was that I was not ready in my heart, but since the father of the benefactor said so, he naturally stopped asking more questions, walked out of the apartment obediently, and Qi Xiaohe walked side by side with him.

The Maybach dangled on the busy parking lot-like ring road in city B on weekdays, and it took more than two hours to get there. Mr. Qi was in the Xishan villa in the suburbs.

Wei Wen got out of the car nervously.

The four-story European-style villa occupies almost half of the hillside in a luxurious style, with a courtyard of several thousand square meters, a swimming pool court, lawn and green plants, this is the place where Mr. Qi should live in the little star's mind.

But there are no bodyguards lining up to greet her, no loli maids with proud figures, and no old housekeepers in tuxedos and white gloves.

Under Qi Xiaohe's teasing gaze, Wei Wen suddenly realized that although this villa is big, Qi Xiaohe lives alone, and it doesn't have the strict parents-in-law, gossiping sister-in-law and vicious Rongmao that he imagined. housekeeper.

Until the amiable butler, dressed in a casual casual shirt, came out with a smile on his face.

Only then did Wei Wen feel that he finally heard the sound of the heart falling back into his chest, which had been raised in his throat all the way.Can't help but lean on Qi Xiaohe and mutter softly: "Why didn't you say that you live alone..."

Wei Wen didn't even realize that at this moment, he was pouted and looking at the people beside him with watery eyes.Why did Qi Xiao feel that his heart was about to melt for a moment, he fondled Wei Wen's head: "You didn't ask me?"

Mr. Housekeeper slowed down his walking pace very tactfully, and put his eyes on a bird that was flying by without any trace.

It can be said that he is very sensible, Qi Xiao waved at him approvingly: "This is Xiaowen, we will live here for the next half month."

Mr. Housekeeper bowed seriously: "Young Mistress, hello."

Wei Wen was taken aback, and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, just call me Xiaowen."

A big man was called Young Mistress, Wei Wen's face was as red as a ripe apple, very cute.

Even in front of his family, Qi Xiaohe didn't intend to confess that his marriage was a contract. After all, there was an old man on the other side of the ocean watching over him, so he couldn't relax his vigilance in the slightest.

So, with almost any psychological burden, he stretched out his hand to embrace Wei Wen's thin waist, directly brought him into his arms, and whispered intimately in his ear: "There is an engagement tonight, so I won't have dinner with you. Don't be hungry." Myself, look at this slender waist, you are not allowed to lose weight indiscriminately in the future.",

He amplified his voice again and said: "Uncle Song likes to call it that, just let him do it, why bother to worry about such a trivial matter."

Wei Wen breathed hard, in Qi Xiaohe's arms, listening to his soft words and tenderness.The false sense of happiness wrapped him tightly, and he could hardly hear any sound except his own turbo-engine-like restless heartbeat.

Qi Xiaohe also asked about the smell of milk in his arms, and it took a long time before he was willing to hand him over to Mr. Housekeeper, reluctantly, he turned around and told: "Uncle Song, then I will go first. Help me take care of Xiaowen .”

Mr. Housekeeper patted his chest with confidence: "Leave it to me, young master, don't worry."

At this moment, Wei Wen seems to have eloped into Qi Xiaohe's pocket with his soul out of his body, leaving only his empty body to follow the housekeeper into the villa in a daze.

Mr. Butler is a well-trained veteran professional service personnel, and he is much more conscientious than Song Mao in his work.

Wei Wen was still worried that it was his first time to live in a villa of this level, the first time there were so many people serving him, and he was not familiar with many rules, it would be bad if he accidentally made some jokes.Unexpectedly, Mr. Housekeeper, who is already old, would accompany him the whole time, so he was short of teaching him how to eat.

He took the trouble to visit each room with him, and even told the history of a tree in the courtyard for half a day.Every servant and helper I met along the way seriously introduced and recommended, and called young mistress affectionately.

When Wei Wen first moved into Qi Xiaohe's apartment in the urban area, Song Mao went around the house and gave him a brief introduction, but it was completely as if he knew how to serve his master taught by his seniors.

But now, the housekeeper seems to have regarded Wei Wen as the head of the house, with a respectful attitude and a bit of elder comfort:

"You are the first person brought back by the young master. Don't look at the young master who looks good outside, but in fact he behaves like an ascetic in his private life. I once suspected that he would not get married. Fortunately, young mistress, you showed up."

"Oh, here is the swimming pool. It has a constant temperature in all seasons. Every morning, someone will completely circulate the water in it, so you can use it with confidence."

"How did you and the young master meet? Love at first sight?"

"This is the dining room, but it's only used during festivals or when guests come. The young master prefers to eat in the living room. I'll take you upstairs to have a look..."

"..."

Inspired by Mr. Butler's steady stream of kindness, the joy index in Wei Wen's heart couldn't help rising steadily.This number directly climbed to the highest peak when the door of a pink room was pushed open.

The room was obviously arranged in a hurry, and the walls were still gray and ascetic, but they were decorated with innocent and cute cartoon pictures and high and low cloud puppets.

The two-meter creamy white European-style princess bed, the four-piece pink silk bedding set, and even the layers of gauze curtains that are necessary for dreaming are hung.

The small study room is decorated like a dream castle, filled with limited edition original picture books in various national languages.Even the bathroom is a romantic aquarium style.

Wei Wen pressed his chest hard: "Is there a little girl at home? Whose room is this?"

"The old man and his wife only gave birth to a young master, and the family has never heard of a child..." When it came to this, the housekeeper was also at a loss: "The ex-madam also has a young master who should have a baby when he arrives." The age of the heirs, but they will not live with us."

Wei Wen's heart almost stopped beating, he took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound calm: "This room looks unharmonious in some places, is it decorated recently?"

Mr. Housekeeper patted the back of his hand and sighed: "Oh... the young master only said that he wanted to do it when he came to pick up the car last week, and he also demanded that it must be environmentally friendly, zero formaldehyde and zero pollution. Then I can't move the walls and floors. , I can only make some furniture or something, doesn’t it look a bit nondescript.”

Wei Wen finally couldn't help it, raised his head and closed his eyes in front of the housekeeper.

——So this is the room prepared for Wei Weiwei?So that day I promised to treat Wei Wei well, wasn't it just talking?