My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

"Why? I can't say anything? Do you think you're useless?" Mo Qianni asked dumbly.

"I don't want to argue with you, let me think about it. What's more, it wasn't my own marriage. Some things can't be explained in a few words." Yang Chen smiled indifferently.

Mo Qianni immediately gritted her teeth and said, "I want you to move forward to tell you this. You are obviously not stupid. You are even smarter than others. You can tell by learning so many foreign languages. But why not? Do a good job and work hard in the workplace like other young men? Do you want to stand behind a woman and eat soft meals all your life? Even if Ruoxi just uses you as a guise to show to other men, it will eventually be there Maybe you wo n’t need you one day, what should you do? ”

"It's not bad to eat soft rice." Yang Chen nodded, "I don't drive my wife's car now, live in my wife's room, I think life is very good. If one day I really don't need me in her It ’s around, and I ’m good to go back and sell kebabs. ”

"You." Mo Qianni was not angry, he was bitterly caring for him, but he was as he should be.

After taking a few breaths, Mo Qianni felt that her chest was smoother, but she looked awkwardly at the face in front of her, so she shouted towards Xiangsao: "Xiangsao, here come two bottles of white dry, high kind ! "

Xiangsao was cooking in person and smiled and answered.

"Baigan? Wouldn't it be a sorghum bar?" Yang Chen is still not very clear about the traditional domestic brewing.

"Yeah, if I don't drink, I have to be suffocated by your rogue!" Mo Qianni glared at Yang Chen.

Xiangsao obviously knew that Mo Qianni would eat spicy food and drink alcohol, so the dishes served were red oil and chili regardless of seafood and vegetables, and two bottles of unlabeled Baigan knew it was cheap but potent. Liquor.

"Will you drink?" Mo Qianni asked Yang Chen after opening a bottle.

Yang Chen smelled the smell of the wine, and he was a little dizzy. He had drunk a lot of foreign wines and wines often, but this hot sorghum wine rarely touched. Seeing this charming girl Mo Qianni The old lady can drink it. ”She looked at it bitterly and said with a bitter smile,“ I ’ll drink less and I ’m not used to it. ”

"It's really not a man." Mo Qianni chuckled and poured a small cup into Yang Chen's small glass.

Xiangsao wanted to greet the guests, and after chatting with Mo Qianni, she was busy elsewhere. The two others were sitting at the corner of the food stall, eating hot Sichuan food and drinking mellow sorghum liquor.

At night, the lights on the side of the river burst.

A bright white moon in the sky is reflected in the water, dotted with stars, and the river ripples, just like the Milky Way.

In the cool breeze, the hustle and bustle did not seem very harsh.

Yang Chen was eating spicy dishes, squeezing his tongue, and gradually felt the enthusiasm of the surrounding atmosphere, but his mind was exceptionally comfortable, so he was a little preoccupied.

Isn't this the life I long for?

There are wine, meat, and people of all colors traveling around, you can feel the wind blowing, the tree shadows shaking, the sound of the water, the sound of insects, all of which look so beautiful and yearning.

For a long time, Yang Chen recovered and looked at Mo Qianni across the table again, stunned.

Mo Qianni has already drank a bottle of white dry, let alone a half a catty amount, drunk red has climbed up to her delicate face, delicate white skin looks particularly attractive pink under the lights.

The woman's eyes were shining like a lake, watching the dishes on the table quietly, but she didn't move chopsticks, just holding the wine glass in one hand, as if in a daze.

"It's almost the same. Have you ever drank so much wine before?" Yang Chen felt that for a woman, she was very dry and half a catty.

Mo Qianni looked at Yang Chen with a slightly sly expression, apparently a little drunk, shook her head, and said in a vague voice: "No one used to come here with me, and I can't drink so much alone."

"Have you no friends?" Yang Chen asked curiously.

Mo Qianni threw a smile, like a red flower blooming, "Do you think friends of Yulei's international public relations department would like to eat dirty food stalls?"

Yang Chen silently, indeed, as Mo Qianni's current identity, the people who made friends with her and did not say whether they are true friends, how can people in that circle come to eat in such a noisy place for no reason?I just think I'm worthless, I don't have a face.

"It's an honour to say that, and I became the first person who can accompany you to dinner here." Yang Chen said with a mocking voice.

"And it was the first man I invited alone." Mo Qianni said a bit playfully: "I won't go if other men want to invite me to dinner."

"Fortunately, it is a food stall, otherwise I will be seen in other places, and I will become a male enemy." Yang Chen said.

"Isn't it good? I think the food here is much tastier than those of five-star restaurants." Mo Qianni grinned and seemed a lot of fun.

Yang Chen nodded, although spicy, but the dishes here are more life-like, which is what he likes.

The two were talking. Mo Qianni's mobile phone on the table vibrated. Mo Qianni picked up her phone gracefully and looked at the number. The smile on her face froze briefly. Then she pressed the phone.

"Mum knows, I will go and take care of you."

After calmly hanging up the phone, Mo Qianni threw the phone, picked up the glass, and drank the remaining liquor in the glass.

Yang Chen looked at the scenes in his eyes and asked suspiciously: "You call?"

Mo Qianni glanced at him and nodded, "Don't you hear it."

"Is there anything urgent?"

"No."

"Will you help?"

"No need to."

"You don't look so good."

"You are annoying!" Mo Qianni frowned impatiently.

Yang Chen smiled awkwardly, "I am full, how about you?"

"Let's go when you're full." Mo Qianni didn't drag the mud, and got up and picked up her belongings and left the seat.

Although Xiangsao repeatedly resigned, Mo Qianni still gave money, and also stuffed a few more one hundred pieces to Xiangsao, saying that she wanted to buy something for Xiangsao's children.Xiangsao seemed to know Mo Qianni's stubborn temper, but in the end she had to blame her and had to accept it.

The two walked back to the parking lot again, and Mo Qianni seemed to be a little absent along the way, and walked ahead without saying anything.

When walking to the parking place of the car, a piece of stone appeared quiet and empty under the dim street lamp.

Suddenly, Mo Qianni turned around, her watery eyes stared at Yang Chen for sure. In the dark night, her beautiful face seemed a little tired.

"What's wrong?" Yang Chen always felt that Mo Qianni was not right, but the woman's thoughts could not be guessed by herself, so she had to accompany her without speaking.

"can I hug you."

"what?"

The answer to Yang Chen was that Mo Qianni stepped forward with her arms wide open.

Yang Chen did not mean to refuse to dodge. When Mo Qianni's arms were cold and smooth, she caught a sweet and fragrant fragrance mixed with wine, and Yang Chen's chest can clearly feel To Mo Qianni's two round and plump full, elastic and soft.

After hesitating a little, Yang Chen sighed, spread his hands in pity, embraced Mo Qianni's jade back, and gently stroked it twice.

The two in the night are like a couple in love. They hug sweetly together in the suburbs where no one is around and enjoy a rare time for two.

"In fact, you have something to say, maybe I can help you, maybe just like today during the day." Yang Chen said.

Mo Qianni's head was leaning on Yang Chen's chest, rubbing a little, vaguely said: "Don't say anything, don't ask anything, just let me hug for a while, just a moment."

In a trance, this hug seemed to be very long, but when the two were separated, they felt that it was only a brief moment.

Mo Qianni brushed her hair, her face was flushed, and she looked at Yang Chen a little bit shyly, "Thank you, let's go back."

"Beauty gives her arms, I take advantage of it."

"I know you didn't have those thoughts." Mo Qianni glanced under Yang Chen intentionally or unintentionally, "unless you don't have that ability."

Yang Chen's facial expression was stiff. It was also difficult to be a pure man this year. This woman is too bad. She should pay attention to her physiological changes!

After taking Mo Qianni's car back to Yulei International, Yang Chen said goodbye to Mo Qianni, and then drove his own car to the hospital. Although Lin Ruoxi had completely died for Lin Kun's father, Lin Kun was crazy The news is still to tell her.

It was more than ten o'clock in the evening when I arrived at the hospital. The nurses and doctors on duty were not seen on the way. When I walked to the door of Lin Ruoxi's ward, I saw that the lights in the room were on. I thought Lin Ruoxi was not asleep. It was wrong.

The table lamp on the bedside table was still on, but Lin Ruoxi, who was lying on the bed, had fallen asleep soundly, lying sideways on the pillow and holding a book about market economy in his hand.The upper body was wearing loose blue and white line men's pajamas, and the messy hair covered half of the face, revealing the soft beauty that could not be seen in ordinary days.

It is hard to imagine that such a young woman would be the president of a well-known listed company, with hundreds of thousands of employees from all over the world on his thin shoulders.

Thinking of this, Yang Chen would admire his wife.

Feeling cold in the room, Yang Chen saw that Lin Ruoxi was asleep while reading, his upper body was exposed outside the quilt, and could not help worrying if she would catch a cold and have a cold and fever again.

After thinking for a while, Yang Chen walked quietly to the bed, quietly held Lin Ruoxi's head slightly with his hand, pulled out the high pillow below, and then let Lin Ruoxi lean on the pillow below.

Then, he pulled the quilt slightly to Lin Ruoxi's shoulders, carefully tucked the corner of the quilt to ensure that there would be no air leakage.

Just then, Lin Ruoxi, who was asleep, opened his eyes and looked at Yang Chen with some complexity.

Even if he just looked at it quietly, Yang Chen could feel that the pair of eyes were so crystal-clear and deep that he couldn't help but leave him in the same place.