My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Yang Chen smiled awkwardly. He knew that the woman had misunderstood. He stepped forward and reached out and pinched on the woman's face.

"Xiao Qianqian, that's my sister and Ruoxi's sister, don't you want to be crooked.".

The woman who was walking alone in the bazaar was Mo Qianni. After listening to Yang Chen's explanation, she couldn't be dissatisfied with Yang Chen's face. There was a trace of doubt in her beautiful eyes, "Sister?"

"Yeah, her name is Hui Lin, and she is Ruoxi's sister. I went out to buy fireworks with me. By the way, I bought some favorite baubles for her.", Yang Chen introduced.

Mo Qianni just noticed that Hui Lin seemed to be shy and dared not look at her, and looked at Yang Chen secretly, apparently embarrassed to see Yang Chen intimate with herself.

Mo Qianni determined that she was wrong. She gave Yang Chen a white glance and smiled, "Explain what to do with me, anyway, I am not a genuine one. I am jealous and I have nothing to do. I can't take it seriously."

"Speaking like this again, I will hit you." Yang Chen pretended to wave his hand, demonstrating demonstratively at Mo Qianni's buttocks.

Mo Qianni shyly shook Yang Chen's hand off, "Nasty, are you going to make me embarrassed to die on the street?"

"Who makes you do not believe in my use of specificity." Yang Chen sneered.

Mo Qianni rolled her eyes, but she was used to Yang Chen's cheeky face. "Your" one "should be the numerator in the score," a fraction "." Mo Qianni chuckled.

Yang Chen touched his chest, "Xiao Qianqian, your words are too hurtful, my heart is broken, I want a knife, I take out my heart to show you, the broken is like dumpling stuffing of."

Mo Qianni raised her eyebrows upright and hit Yang Chen's chest with one hand. "You hate it! New Year's Eve. I'm here to buy dumpling skins and want to make dumplings. Why do you have to say so about dumplings?" nausea?"

Yang Chen smiled and said, "It turns out that Xiao Qianqian is here to buy dumpling skin. Will you make dumplings? Would you like me to make some? I want to eat your dumplings."

"Huh, don't you help you buy new year's goods at home? How can you come to eat my dumplings?" Mo Qianni said with a bulge.

"Isn't it two days before the New Year? I'll go to you tonight and eat the dumplings first, as if our family is really not packed." Yang Chen smiled flatly.

Mo Qianni whispered, "Are you really here?"

"Of course." Yang Chen nodded.

"Well, I'll barely give you a few for it." Mo Qianni said with a smile.

Things were finalized, and the two knew that it was just an excuse for having dinner together, but no one broke it.

Huilin saw Yang Chen and Mo Qianni's intimate communication, and Mo Qianni's face like Hongxia's joyful expression, and she was a little bleak.

It seems that Brother Yang still has a lot of confidantes, but he really only regards himself as his sister.

Since Yang Chen didn't mind intimacy with other women in front of her, it can be seen that Yang Chen did not consider whether he would be jealous or the like.

But Hui Lin wouldn't say it after returning home. For her, the family can get along with each other in harmony, but it is more important than anything.

On the way home by car, Yang Chen didn't notice Hui Lin's complicated expression. His heart was thinking of other women.

Mo Qianni's purchase of new year's goods at the market alone made his heart hurt.A single woman who spends her New Year alone in a foreign country. On the New Year ’s Eve of the reunion of ten thousand families, one person eats a table of homemade dishes, even if it is hot dumplings, I am afraid that the heart is also chilling.

The fireworks are gorgeous and hot in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of Mo Qianni, I am afraid that it is only the Hanmei that is lonely blooming.

But Yang Chen could not directly express his pity for Mo Qianni, so he chose to eat her dumplings to accompany her for the New Year.

Mo Qianni is proud. She can't agree to come to Lin Ruoxi's house to spend the New Year together as a friend. So, after knowing Yang Chen's true intentions, she did not refuse, but accepted Yang Chen's affection with satisfaction.

Mo Qianni is like this, so how about a rose without family?

Yang Chen thought of the silly woman who only needed occasional "ten seconds." More and more she felt that she was too much, thinking about it, after accompany Mo Qianni, she should also go to have a New Year's Eve dinner with Rose.

Like Liu Mingyu, she has her own family. Although she will have some regrets, she will not feel too lonely.

As for the anxiety of Anxin ’s madness, he would n’t have any melancholy emotions. Besides, there is An Zaihuan in the house. Although he ’s not that good, he is a father ’s man anyway. Now Anjia ’s status in Zhonghai is soaring and succeeds Liu ’s. Relatives and friends are naturally more prone to inflammation, a lot of estimates have to come together for the Chinese New Year, peace of mind must be troubled.

Thinking of this, Yang Chen suddenly flashed the pure face of the little girl Zhenxiu, who didn't know how to plan the New Year.

With only two days left, there seemed to be a lot of things to be done by myself, but Yang Chen was worried but thought about it warmly.

After arriving home, Yang Chen put the fireworks in the underground garage, and kept it until New Year's Eve to use it. He went up to the hall and found Lin Ruoxi on the left and right. He went upstairs to the door of the study and knocked on the door.

Yang Chen had excellent ears. He could hear the clutter of things in the study after he knocked on the door. The sound of the drawer frowned and frowned. What did Lin Ruoxi want to hide?

After the door opened, Lin Ruoxi looked a little unnatural, but still asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

Yang Chen pretended not to know anything, "Oh, I was thinking just now, the Chinese New Year is over, and the girl at Zhenxiu doesn't know how about the Chinese New Year. Would you like to visit her with me?"

Lin Ruoxi's face warmed down, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes. When he looked at Yang Chen, he suddenly felt a lot more pleasing to his eyes. "Well, it's time to go and see. I told Aunt Guo. I'll go to the orphanage tomorrow, or tonight. See Zhenxiu? "

"This." Yang Chen embarrassedly touched the back of his head. "I promised to go out for dinner tonight."

Lin Ruoxi saw Yang Chen's weird smile, and immediately thought that it should be a woman's appointment. The gentle gaze just now disappeared. "Then tomorrow, don't you have a date every day?"

"Of course not." Yang Chen was serious.

"It's okay, I'm closed." Lin Ruoxi finished, and didn't wait for Yang Chen to answer, directly "bang." He closed the door of the study.

Yang Chen froze at the door, his face helpless.

After closing the door, Lin Ruoxi stomped his feet resentfully, walked to his desk, and pulled out a large drawer, which contained some wool and knitting needles, a slap-sized, loose woolen cloth, which was being woven.

Lin Ruoxi picked up the “results” that he had tinkered with for two hours, looked at it for a while, and sighed quietly.

Yang Chen, who returned to his room, did not know that he had seriously damaged Lin Ruoxi's confidence in learning knitting. At this moment, he was dialing a peace of mind.

If one of the women around you is the most sticky, then it must be at ease, but to say who is the most chic and at ease!

After returning from Hokkaido, Anxin never contacted Yang Chen again. The woman belonged to love you and loved her to death. If you do n’t care, you will simply ignore it. Yang Chen likes this kind of character. It's just the joy of the moment in the picture, but now it seems to be quite different.

The phone was connected quickly, and a sweet and sweet voice came from the phone, "My dear, you finally remembered me."

"Hey, little goblin, it seems that you didn't call me." Yang Chen said depressedly.

Anxin giggled, "Who makes you always play the role of handsome knight, I think the knight should be cold and arrogant, what if I think I am too sticky?"

"Are you in revenge? I left you for half a year and left you alone?" Yang Chen smiled bitterly.

"A bit.", Reassuringly half-naughty and half-seriously said.

Yang Chen was trying to explain something more, but he heard some noisy voices over there.

Anxin hurriedly said: "Her husband, there are many relatives in my family who I don't know. I have to entertain you. Happy New Year! I have a surprise for you after the new year, bye!"

Anxin hung up the phone in a hurry, leaving Yang Chen stunned and looked at the phone, not to mention the "surprise." What is true, the next time I meet, it is true to call her first.

Packing his mood, Yang Chen dialed Liu Mingyu's phone again.

It took a while for Liu Mingyu to pick up the phone, but the tone was a little quick, and he asked directly, "What's the matter? I'm cooking, and hurry up."

Yang Chen choked, and just wanted to speak, he heard the voice of a woman over there, "Ming Yu, the food is going to be stale, what phone call?"

"Ah, I know mom."

"beep."

Yang Chen was dumbfounded. He didn't say half a word, so he was hung up.

Yang Chen, who couldn't help crying, didn't call herself affectionately anymore. There was no time for Rose to pass by. If Rose had any year-end celebrations with his men and he was hung up, wouldn't she want to cry without tears?

After changing to clean clothes, Yang Chen looked at the same time and went downstairs to talk to Guo Xuehua and Wang Ma about going out to dinner.

When I came downstairs, Lin Ruoxi and Hui Lin were watching Korean family dramas with more than one hundred episodes. Yang Chen saw what the Queen Mother was pickling herself and stepped forward and said, "Mother Wang, I go out for dinner and I do n’t need to prepare my Copies. "

Before waiting for the answer from Wang Ma, Guo Xuehua, who had come downstairs, asked curiously: "It's a Chinese New Year. Why are you still eating out, are you colleagues?"

Yang Chen hesitated, "Yes, no, in short, it's a very important person to accompany her for the New Year's Eve dinner."

Before waiting for Guo Xuehua to ask curiously, Lin Ruoxi sitting on the sofa said blankly: "Aunt Guo, don't ask him, he thinks it's important, let him go."

Guo Xuehua looked at Lin Ruoxi with a cold tone, and looked at Yang Chen, who walked out the door awkwardly, revealing a little thought.