My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

In the presidential suite on the top floor of the Biyun Hotel in Zhonghai, gentle lights illuminate the melting Mediterranean wool carpets, and the enchanting patterns are like fresh flowers.

The air is filled with a touch of feminine fragrance, mixed with the sweet fragrance of green tea, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Dressed in a silver-gray silk nightgown, Christine draped her blond hair, just like the most perfect master sculpture in the world, and each curved silhouette shows its charming charm.

Sitting on a soft leather chair, Christine holds a fine porcelain cup with Yuan blue and white patterns, tastes the Longjing green tea delivered by someone, and enjoys the tranquility of nightlife.

It's not because there is only Christine in the room, so it seems so peaceful, but the other woman sitting next to Christine is silent, like a lily standing softly, just like Prime.

Lin Ruoxi was sitting on a guest chair in cloth spinning, holding a cup of tea in his hand, but he didn't drink half a sip, and seemed to be sitting with some concern.

After the two of them sat quietly for a long time, Christine seemed to be unable to bear it finally, pulling the corner of her mouth and asking, "What should I call you? President Lin? Brother? Or just call you Ruoxi?"

Lin Ruoxi froze, opened his mouth halfway, and asked, "You know him well, don't you?"

"It can be said that in fact, we have known each other for four or five years, but because he was in his twenties, he hadn't lived long, so it should be considered long."

Lin Ruoxi felt a little twisted. What did it mean, "He was in his twenties." And "Not long." This woman in front of her, does she think she is a grandma?Christine ’s age should also be in her twenties, is n’t she?

But Lin Ruoxi didn't pay much attention to it, but continued: "I've never seen him, you are the first one of his friends, who appeared as his acquaintance."

After hearing this, Christine could not help but asked with a slight surprise: "Did he not take you to see his buddies? That group of people should be very anxious to see you, but you are the wife he chose."

"That group of people?" Lin Ruoxi tentatively asked, "What kind of group of people?"

Christine giggled. "I know. You came here today to find out what kind of man your dear husband is, or to say, his past?"

Lin Ruoxi's face flushed slightly. She did have this meaning. In the past, there was no way. She didn't want to ask Yang Chen directly. That would make her feel embarrassed. Now, Yang Chen's acquaintance finally came to Zhonghai, although this person is special , But Lin Ruoxi couldn't help but be curious and came to ask Christine.

Christine smiled more and more joyously, "You are shy and blushing, oh my god, that boring guy has found such an interesting wife, no wonder he will choose you as his partner, you can compare with the previous seventeen More interesting! "

Lin Ruoxi was embarrassed, suddenly heard a special name, and raised his head again, and asked suspiciously: "17? Who is 17?"

At this time, Christine didn't laugh anymore, but instead opened his mouth in surprise and asked, "You don't know who is seventeen?"

"Should I know? Who is he? Is it important?" Lin Ruoxi couldn't help asking.

Christine scowled and frowned, her delicate and flawless cheeks showed a bit of playfulness, "Ah, he didn't mention it to you seventeen? When I first saw you, I thought he chose Your reason is because you have the shadow of seventeen on you, your appearance, your temperament, especially your eyes, it is like another seventeen. Of course, you are much more beautiful than seventeen, but I think that He is not too important.

Unexpectedly, he didn't mention it to you for seventeen years. Since he didn't mention it, I wouldn't say it, otherwise he would say that I have a big mouth.".

Lin Ruoxi was silent for a moment, and looked at Christine in autumn, and said, "Tell me, I want to know who the seventeen is. You have no reason to hide me because you have said it. I think , You are not the kind of person who likes to hide things, you will be uncomfortable, right? "

Christine was slightly stunned and followed, showing a helpless smile.

"Click."

With a crunch, the door was gently closed.

A slender plain hand stroked the switch on the wall, and as soon as it was toggled, the lights in the hall of the old-style house immediately turned on.

Under the light yellow light, Mo Qianni dropped her charming and proud black high-heeled shoes, then relieved, pouted, and rubbed her sore soles with her hands.

The jade feet wrapped in black lace pantyhose looked extremely slippery. Mo Qianni leaned on the wall with one hand and leaned on her body. Her posture was not very elegant, but fortunately at home, she didn't care.

When I get home from work every day, Mo Qianni feels that she should hate work, hate work, and even make up her mind many times. You must get home early tomorrow and have a good dinner, but this idea will be the next day. It disappeared.

Now living with Rose, Mo Qianni feels more and more that she has a "masochism." Tendency, Rose's leisurely rhythm of life is very different from herself.

Of course, people are mixed up to the present in the rain of bullets. Although their work is hard, there is no need to risk their lives.

Mo Qianni rubbed her feet, took off the hairpin on her head, and let a black, soft, long hair spread out, and put the bag on the wooden cabinet aside.Subsequently, Mo Qianni looked up and looked at the wall clock at home, at ten thirty in the night.

I don't know if Rose has fallen asleep, Mo Qianni sighed slightly, even if there is a "roommate." In fact, on weekdays, it is actually the same as before.

Coming to the kitchen on the first floor of the house, Mo Qianni opened the freezer compartment of the refrigerator and took out large packages of quick-frozen foods. She planned to cook some ravioli dumplings and the like, but she had little effort to make another dinner.

Just about to open a pack of quick-frozen dumplings, Mo Qianni suddenly heard a familiar voice suddenly coming from behind

"Don't eat well, what quick-frozen food do you eat?" There was some blame in the tone, but more pity.

Mo Qianni turned around and turned around, and she saw that the bad man who hadn't seen for many days was standing three steps away!

Yang Chen was wearing cotton pajamas as if he were at home, leaning lazily on the door frame and looking at Mo Qianni with a smile.

"Why are you here?" Mo Qianni couldn't help but ask, if it wasn't for the sound too familiar, she suspected that someone had entered the room and robbed.

Yang Chen stepped forward, stretched out two hands, and squeezed on Mo Qianni's tender face, "Xiao Qianqian, you don't think it should be directly in your man's arms at this time, and then say a few words" "I miss you", "You scared me", how can you ask me so coldly why I am here? "

Mo Qianni gave him a blank look and patted Yang Chen's chest with a grin. "I'm not so nauseous, isn't it just to scare me? You can come as you want, and I'm too lazy to ask you."

In fact, Mo Qianni thought about it carefully. With Yang Chen's ability, it seems that there are countless ways to enter his own door.

"It is said that marriage is the tomb of love. I am not married to you. How can I feel that my emotions are gone at once." Yang Chen pretended to be distressed.

Mo Qianni lamented: "I haven't seen a figure at both ends in three days, and I haven't seen each other for more than a week. Do I still expect to see you as an emperor if I see you once?"

Listening to the sourness that can make people's teeth sore, Yang Chen hurriedly kicked out of the hall, laughing with a good smile to persuade: "I am not busy with things, don't you know, the thing about the star of Yulei recently I was stunned. How can I have Xiao Qianqian's strong work ability. I will be exhausted when there are more things. "

Mo Qianni snorted softly and smiled: "It's gone? I still want to hear you praise me.".

Yang Chen Yizheng said, "I don't mean to be empty, so go ahead, I'll give my beloved Xiao Qianqian a whole meal of supper."

"Supper?" Mo Qianni looked around and said unpleasantly: "Here there is nothing but quick-frozen food that you look down on. Do you want to cook? I will starve to death.".

Yang Chen shook his finger and smiled: "Of course I am not so stupid, baby, you are waiting here, I will go when I go."

After finishing speaking, Yang Chen flashed and went to the hall to open the door and rushed out, leaving Mo Qianni standing in the kitchen and staring.

For a while, Mo Qianni recovered, stomped her feet, and bulged in her mouth: "What kind of supper, no smoke at all!"

Seeing that the door of the hall was opened again, Mo Qianni had to walk over and wanted to close it. However, as soon as she walked to the door, Yang Chen's figure appeared again in front of her.

Only this time, Yang Chen suddenly had two more plates in his hand.

"Hey, how is it, this is the spicy chicken and iron beef that Wang Ma made for dinner. You also know that Wang is used to making more than we can eat. This dish is basically not eaten. I will bring you You can eat it as soon as your microwave is hot. "Yang Chen was proud.

Looking at the two dishes with spicy flavor in front of her, Mo Qianni swallowed her throat and asked in surprise: "Did you just go home and get the vegetables?"

There was only a dozen seconds in between. This man ran back and forth between the two and brought two dishes?You know, you have to cross a few tens of meters in the middle. You have to cross the wall and enter and leave the room!

Yang Chen nodded, walked into the house, put two dishes on the table, and said, "You're going to be hot first, I'll serve you some rice, soon.".

After all, Yang Chen ran back again.

Mo Qianni's gaze followed Yang Chen to go out and looked back at the dishes on the table. It was almost a dream.

A complex and unspeakable warmth flooded the heart and turned into delicious food. Perhaps, such a romance, only this unusual man can bring himself.

Soon, Yang Chen brought a large bowl of rice and a plate of vegetables, and originally wanted to go get some more, but Mo Qianni stopped him. In fact, this kind of silently carrying food, in fact, think carefully, It's still weird.

After the food was heated in the microwave, Mo Qianni ate a supper unlike a supper at the dining table, and Yang Chen sat opposite with full of fun, as if watching the woman eating had great fun.

In the hall, in addition to the swaying sound of the old wall clock on the wall, quietly, although Mo Qianni was very hungry, but did not make a loud noise when eating, but was stared at Yang Chen to eat, but at the same time, she was sweet and made her feel Itchy.

Nearly twenty minutes later, at the request of Yang Chen, Mo Qianni just ate two bowls of rice, belched and ran into a blushing face.

Yang Chen was very "attentive service." He sent all the food back. As for the Queen Mother's seeing that the food was wiped out tomorrow morning, wouldn't he be scared? It was not his concern.

When Mo Qianni saw that Yang Chen had taken away all the food, he thought he would never come back. He was about to close the door, but he didn't want to. Yang Chen returned to himself.

"Why are you back?" Mo Qianni asked with a grunt.

Yang Chen asked with a smirk: "Obe, are you full?"

Mo Qianni pursed her lips, "Can you not be full, but you are stuffed up."

"Now that you are full, you should be full of energy." The smile on Yang Chen's mouth became more obvious. "Why do you do some exercise to help digestion?"