My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

1As the person involved, Yang Chen didn't know that a small thing in his hand had already attracted the attention of some people who didn't have the slightest connection to him. He also didn't know that a series of troublesome matters were waiting for him.     2

    

When they got home in Lin Ruoxi's car, it was already late in the night. The spring night was slightly cold, and there were no longer any lights in the old-fashioned house. Nanny Wang, Guo Xuehua, and Zhen Xiu had already gone to sleep.    

    

They got out of the car and walked to the front of the house. Lin Ruoxi took out her key and opened the door quietly.    

    

After entering the house, Yang Chen turned on the lights on the corridor. Previously, the soldiers had destroyed the house and the walls had collapsed. Now, someone had been hired to repair the house, and the house was emitting the smell of new paint. When the two of them returned home in the dust, they both felt that the smell was extremely tranquil.    

    

Before they went upstairs, Lin Ruoxi's footsteps suddenly stopped. She turned her head around and looked at Yang Chen behind her with eyes as clear as autumn water.    

    

Yang Chen was also looking at her. When he saw Lin Ruoxi turn around, he smiled.    

    

"Do you feel comfortable?" Yang Chen said.    

    

"What?" Lin Ruoxi asked.    

    

"We'll go to work together in the morning. We'll work together, we'll attend the event in the evening, and then we'll take a taxi home. You open the door, I'll turn on the light, and we'll go upstairs to bed together." As Yang Chen said this, the smile on his face became wider and wider. He sighed with emotion, "Besides not sleeping together, we are truly a model couple."    

    

Lin Ruoxi's face flushed a little as she whispered, "Boring." Then she turned around and walked quickly upstairs.    

    

Yang Chen raised his eyebrows and followed closely behind.    

    

Returning to his room, he took a cold shower in his bathroom. Even though the weather wasn't hot, it didn't matter to Yang Chen whether he took a bath or cold water.    

    

Just as he was about to lie on the bed, Yang Chen suddenly heard some unusual noises.    

    

With a flash, Yang Chen leaped onto the balcony from the bedroom. Yang Chen, who was wearing a cotton pajamas, arrived on the cobblestone path in the yard.    

    

Yang Chen raised his head and looked at the iron fence wall on the west side of the courtyard. There, a light figure was coming in, dancing like a fairy in the night.    

    

With a troubled expression, Yang Chen smiled bitterly and said softly, "I say, Hui Lin, little senior nun, since when do you have the habit of jumping over walls and entering homes?"    

    

Hui Lin, who was wearing a tight black sports coat and a black hat, was surprised to see Yang Chen standing in front of her. She immediately understood what was going on; after all, although her kung fu was good, it was impossible for her to avoid Yang Chen's eyes and ears — — if Yang Chen was at home.    

    

With an embarrassed pout, Hui Lin walked up to Brother Yang with a helpless look on her delicate face, "Brother Yang, I feel like I'm not used to it."    

    

"Why aren't you used to it?" Yang Chen was puzzled.    

    

"After I went on the Yu Lei Star's show, I was always recognized when I was walking on the road, so it's not convenient to go anywhere. I was afraid that those people would find out where I lived, so I could only use a special method to go home," Hui Lin whispered.    

    

Yang Chen suddenly realized that Hui Lin was now a slightly famous person. He smiled and said, "You're not going to tell me that you flew all the way here using the lightness arts to hide your presence, right?"    

    

Hui Lin didn't think too much about it and nodded seriously, "Yes, I have already picked the least places. Although I am tired, I feel like I have returned to the time when I was training at Mount Emei. I haven't used the lightness arts in such a long time. "Brother Yang, it can't be that I have to do this every time I go out, right? It's hard to avoid people during daytime."    

    

Yang Chen pointed at Hui Lin's forehead and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Since you chose this path, you will naturally become a celebrity once you become famous." Do you only sing and then disappear? In the future, the company will provide you with a dedicated team. Don't have no reason to be your heroine. If people really see you flying in the sky, you won't even have the chance to sing anymore. "    

    

Hui Lin opened her mouth. She was also a quick-witted person. She immediately understood that this was no joke and quickly nodded her head. She did not want her business that she had just started to end like this.    

    

But then, Hui Lin thought of something and asked, "Brother Yang, then if I'm really famous one day, I won't be able to go back home, right?"    

    

Yang Chen didn't expect her to ask that, but it was indeed like that, so he nodded, "Of course, have you ever seen a famous celebrity go home every day?"    

    

"Oh …" Hui Lin's expression was somewhat dejected, as if she was struggling with something.    

    

Yang Chen scratched her delicate face and said with a smile, "You will win and you will lose. Do whatever you like. Your sister and I will support you."    

    

Hui Lin raised her head and blinked her eyes. In the end, she still nodded and forced a sincere smile.    

    

The night was cool like water, with bits and pieces of radiance scattered in the dense garden, drifting along the wind.    

    

The next morning, Yang Chen came down from upstairs. At the dining table, Hui Lin and Zhen Xiu were already having breakfast. Guo Xuehua seemed to have finished her breakfast early and was watching the morning news on TV.    

    

Yang Chen recalled Lin Ruoxi's words about Yang Pojun losing the election. Guo Xuehua, who often watched the news, must have known about it, but she never mentioned it in front of him. He was probably afraid, afraid that he would be happy, afraid that he would be unhappy.    

    

Seeing Nanny Wang come out from the kitchen with a fresh pancake, Yang Chen looked around curiously and asked, "Nanny Wang, where's Ruoxi?"    

    

Normally, Lin Ruoxi would have sat here early to eat and roll her eyes at him, but today, he didn't see her.    

    

Nanny Wang had expected Yang Chen to ask such a question. She smiled and said, "Miss, I just ate a bit. I went to visit my neighbor."    

    

"Neighbors?" Yang Chen frowned and suddenly had a bad feeling.    

    

"It's the Lili family. Miss has lived here for a long time and didn't have a good chat with Miss Qiangwei, the neighbor, and they even saved me once last time, so I have to express something." Nanny Wang had a strange look in her eyes as she said this. Back then, Yang Chen had admitted that Qiangwei was his lover in front of everyone and Lin Ruoxi had taken the initiative to visit her.    

    

Yang Chen also had mixed feelings. He had always hoped that Lin Ruoxi would calm down and communicate with his other beauties and acknowledge them. However, now that Lin Ruoxi had taken the initiative to meet Qiangwei, he became apprehensive.    

    

"Oh, I see." Yang Chen answered without thinking and sat down to eat breakfast.    

    

Zhen Xiu had been having a little trouble with Yang Chen for the past few days, but since she was in a good mood this morning, she knew that Yang Chen's heart was definitely in turmoil. So she went close to Yang Chen's ear and asked, "Brother Yang, what do you think Sister Ruoxi will say to Sister Qiangwei, will she talk to you?"    

    

Yang Chen twitched his mouth and glanced sideways at Zhen Xiu. He looked at her gloating and said, "There are leek leaves between your teeth."    

    

Zhen Xiu pouted and made a face at him.    

    

Guo Xuehua, who was sitting on the sofa and watching the news, turned her head to look at her son. With a bitter smile, she shook her head.    

    

At the same time, in the adjacent house.    

    

Qiangwei wore a purple cotton nightdress early in the morning. Her soft hair was let loose, and her curvaceous body was even faintly discernible under the loose nightdress.    

    

Downstairs, Qiangwei could smell the fragrance of toast and milk wafting from the living room. A lazy smile hung on the corner of her mouth as she knew that her "best roommate", Mo Qianni, had already prepared breakfast for her.    

    

Ever since she started living with Mo Qianni, Qiangwei felt more and more like a child. She always ate the breakfast Mo Qianni made for her. Perhaps this was her so-called best friend. There had never been such a woman in her world before. Of course, if that woman wasn't some bad guy's lover, it might be even more perfect.    

    

Qiangwei was about to pick up a cup of warm milk from the table when she heard her doorbell ring.    

    

Frowning, Qiangwei was a little doubtful. Who would ring the doorbell so early in the morning? Her subordinates would disturb her free time so early.    

    

Qiangwei was too lazy to change her clothes. The cold in the morning did not affect her in any way due to her excellent physique. She put down the glass in her hand and walked out of the house …