My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

When the first light of the morning shone into Rose's large bedroom, Yang Chen got up from the bed in spirit and put on his clothes and pants to leave.

The sleepy rose puckered her mouth a little bit dissatisfied, and did not have the strength of the underworld elder sister at all. Like an ordinary little woman, she complained to herself and said: "Yesterday I told you not to get in the water, I feel edema under me.

Yang Chen was tangled in his face, "What you do in the water is edema, baby rose, you don't have any medical knowledge, does that mean edema?"

"I don't care, you have no conscience." Rose threw a pillow on Yang Chen.

Yang Chen smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's okay, I'll exercise after I have done more in the future. Can everything make perfect, right?"

Rose took a sip and couldn't laugh or cry, "What practice makes perfect, just talk nonsense, I really don't know how I can see you as an unscathed rogue."

The two laughed for a while. Yang Chen remembered to go home and change clothes to work, so after rubbing a few oils on the plump rose, he hurriedly left the bar.

When I arrived at the Longjingyuan Villa, it was exactly breakfast time. The Queen Mother wearing an apron was moving breakfast out of the kitchen.When she saw Yang Chen coming home, Wang Ma was surprised for a while, and turned to show a concerned expression and asked, "Grandpa, where did you go last night? I was worried about Miss and I."

Just after Wang Ma finished talking, Lin Ruoxi, who was sitting at the table drinking millet porridge, frowned, and said coldly, "I'm not worried."

Seeing another face of frost, who owed her money like a wife, Yang Chen did not take it seriously. After sitting down, he scooped up the bowl of porridge and drank it with a taste. The millet porridge was smooth and smooth. A coriander smell.

"Ma, you are so delicious when you make a porridge!"

Wang Ma said happily: "Grandpa would like to drink more." After that, he went back to the kitchen and worked hard.

After Yang Chen drank a bowl with two big mouthfuls, he wanted to scoop another bowl with the spoon, but he hadn't got the spoon yet. When he saw Lin Ruoxi on the side, he immediately moved the porridge's wrist to her. Posture for you to drink.

Yang Chen's egg hurt, and smiled bitterly: "Good wife Ruoxi, you won't even refuse to drink porridge for breakfast for your husband and I."

"You have had two sips, and you are not allowed to be so disgusting." Lin Ruoxi put the porridge pot aside and continued to drink with a small sip.

"Are you a small bowl of porridge?" Yang Chen murmured a few words, suddenly thought of something, and asked with a smile: "Moruo Ruoxi, you are angry with me, did you come back last night and you are jealous?"

Lin Ruoxi did not raise his head, and said coldly: "You are not interested in your broken things."

"Why don't you give me porridge!" Yang Chen wondered.

"Mama Wang made it for me, you can solve it yourself."

Yang Chen hesitated, and felt that it was a bit ridiculous to forcefully grab some porridge. He thought that he had promised to bring breakfast to a female compatriot in the office.

When Wang Ma saw that Yang Chen was leaving, she asked curiously: "Grandpa doesn't want to eat more? How many knife-cut buns are in it."

"Oh, I have something to do in the morning. Let's eat outside." Yang Chen looked at the coriander millet porridge in the big bowl with nostalgia, and finally patted and walked out the door.

Mother Wang sighed and walked to Lin Ruoxi with a sincere heart and said seriously: "Miss, Auntie is very nice, you and your husband live together in peace, don't target Auntie."

Lin Ruoxi stopped his hand and said lightly: "Don't worry about it, Mother Wang, if he wants to eat, go out and eat, whatever he wants."

"Men, when you are young, you always like to play a little bit. Miss, you treat your aunt a little better. How can those women outside compare to the lady, when the aunt will not stay home all night." The mother Wang was bitter.

Lin Ruoxi didn't seem to hear it. He stood up and put down his chopsticks. "My mother is full, I go to work."

Seeing Lin Ruoxi's unwillingness to say more, the mother Wang knew that the stubborn lady must have been impatient, so she sighed and began to clean up the things on the table.

The morning episode did not affect Yang Chen's mood. Yang Chen listened to the morning news and drove all the way to the vegetable market in the Western District to stop. He ran to the place where the mutton skewers were originally sold and started to collect all kinds of breakfast.

People who have been hawkers are naturally familiar with the various breakfast stalls in this area, and many people also have a little friendship with Yang Chen. When Yang Chen came, they all gave a few words, and Yang Chen gave some buns after buying the buns. .

Soon, Yang Chen brought the big and small bags and walked back to the car earlier, but it was a pity that he did not see Lao Li's stall. I wanted to come and didn't know what happened last night.

Thinking of Lao Li, Yang Chen felt that Zhang Hu needed to pay attention, don't treat the small vendors here, after all, they have been in good relations with themselves for the past six months.

When I came to Yulei International, I was just late and caught up. Yang Chen left the elevator and entered the big office of the public relations department. Immediately, two beautifully dressed female colleagues greeted me and said with a smile: "How did Brother Yang come?" , Our sisters are hungry. "It seems that Zhao Hongyan did tell Yang Chen about buying breakfast.

Yang Chen raised two large packages of food in his hand. "There are a lot of things. Next time I will buy them earlier."

During the talk, Yang Chen walked to his desk, because only his desk was simple, and there was nothing but a computer, suitable for food.

More than ten young and eye-catching female employees in the office immediately gathered around, and Yingyingyanyan was very lively, seeing the dazzling buns, onion rolls, knife cuts, biscuits, fritters, fried cakes, and even fried dumplings on the Yang Chen table The soup dumplings were all dumbfounded, and then looked at Yang Chen one by one with admiring eyes.

"Yang Chen, you are so amazing. Why did you buy so much without taking a heavy sample!" Zhang Cai, who had a round face, grabbed a soup bag and opened her pink mouth. Compliment.

"Wouldn't you specialize in breakfast purchases? It's so professional. Why do you still have milk and soy milk? Soy milk is also sweet and salty?" Zhao Hongyan didn't expect Yang Chen to be so "dedicated." It was better than what they originally bought. It's much richer.

Looking at a female colleague who praised herself happily, while someone was deeply gratified and proud, he never remembered that he was originally applying for public relations, rather than a dragon kit for breakfast.

"Everyone loves to eat and take something, and I like to tell me in particular, I will bring more next time." Yang Chen is a little bit proud, and does not forget to brag, "Do things seriously and satisfy the people. People's living needs, this kind of person with high moral character is most willing to do it, thinking that I was also a person who could almost wear a red scarf! "