My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

1Yang Chen twitched his mouth. He couldn't say that Starbucks was not good enough for him to drink when he was overseas, so he casually replied, "I don't have the habit of drinking coffee."     1

    

While they were talking, the car stopped and the two got off. Qiangwei took the initiative to hold Yang Chen's arm, her bright eyes full of excitement, like a little girl entering a toy store and entering a small Starbucks.    

    

Because the two of them got off the BMW, they easily attracted the attention of a lot of passersby. Many people couldn't help but look at Qiangwei's pretty face when they saw her.    

    

Yang Chen wasn't a saint, so he naturally felt proud of himself. Every time he brought a woman out onto the streets, it would always make people envious. If one day, he brought a group of women out and snuggled up to his sides, who knows how many men would want to kill him.    

    

The thing was, for the time being, it was just a dream.    

    

The Starbucks was much smaller than the one Lin Ruoxi had visited before, but it was designed in a European style study, with a strong aroma of coffee in the air and old leather chairs and low wooden tables arranged in a staggered fashion.    

    

A few men and women who looked like white-collar workers were sitting there. Some of them were using notebooks to surf the internet, while others were reading magazines. When they saw Yang Chen and Qiangwei enter, most of them revealed a weird expression.    

    

It wasn't because Yang Chen and Yang Chen were lackadaisical. Although Yang Chen had become a gold-rank person in the company, his usual temperament was no different from when he was selling mutton skewers. He was as lazy as a jobless homeless person on the streets.    

    

Although Qiangwei was a woman who grew up in the blood of the underworld, she had the elegance and gentleness of a lady. No matter how you looked at it, she was a lot higher than Yang Chen. Furthermore, Yang Chen, with his ordinary face, was like a toad eating swan meat compared to Qiangwei's beauty.    

    

At the very first moment, many people sighed in their hearts. No wonder why it was said that men were not bad and women did not love them. Who knew how many years of bad luck this man had lost?    

    

Yang Chen was too lazy to care about these weird gazes. He brought Qiangwei to the bar counter and asked with a smile, "Feel free to order anything you want."    

    

Qiangwei looked at the names of all kinds of beverages on the signs and was a bit confused. She had only drunk pearl milk tea as a student before, so she didn't know much about the cold drinks.    

    

Qiangwei couldn't just give it a try one by one. She turned around and looked at the beverages ordered by the others in the coffee shop. She didn't want to ask which one she liked.    

    

After glancing around, Qiangwei's eyes lit up. She pulled Yang Chen and turned around, pointing at a large drink ordered by a woman in a white suit not far away. "Hubby, I want that!"    

    

Yang Chen took a closer look. What the white-collar lady was drinking was a cup of cold pink liquor. It looked really dazzling, no wonder Qiangwei was interested immediately.    

    

Yang Chen didn't know what that thing was called, so he asked the cashier behind the counter, "Miss, what is that person drinking?"    

    

The cashier maintained a smile, but he didn't hide the sliver of contempt in his eyes. After all, he was still a young man and wasn't very reserved.    

    

"Sir, the lady was drinking STRAWBERRY, a specially made cold drink, not on the cold list." the cashier explained.    

    

Yang Chen nodded in understanding. Some coffee or cold drinks were something that some customers preferred, but not all the time, they were mainly for sale in the coffee shop, so a lot of the time, there were no drinks on the list, but it didn't mean that they didn't have to be served just because they wanted to.    

    

Qiangwei didn't know if the cashier said the English name on purpose, but she didn't know what the drink was. She tugged at Yang Chen's arm and asked generously, "Hubby, what is that 'Four Corner Bailie' thing? What exactly is that thing?"    

    

Yang Chen smiled and said, "It's a strawberry. It's probably a cold drink with strawberry flavors. Do you like it?"    

    

"So the strawberry is called 'Four Corners Berrys'. Choose it then, but I don't need such a big cup." Qiangwei was also unsure, so she felt that there was no need to take out too big of a cup.    

    

As soon as he finished his sentence, a sneer suddenly came from behind, as if he had no intention of doing it. "It's laughable how a country bumpkin acts elegantly."    

    

The two of them did not lower their voices, and the coffee shop was quiet and small. There were also a lot of people around who were paying attention to the two of them, so quite a few people had heard this conversation.    

    

The woman standing nearby wore thin black-rimmed glasses, and her appearance could be considered pretty. She wore a light silver grey suit, giving her a rather intellectual look. Before this, she had always paid attention to Qiangwei's words and actions. For the sake of comparison, she would definitely pay attention when she saw that Qiangwei was more beautiful than her.    

    

At this moment, the woman realized that Qiangwei didn't know anything about Starbucks and even the simplest word, "Strawberry", didn't know anything about Starbucks. Her eyes were filled with disdain, and she once again felt strong and confident.    

    

The pampered personality she had developed in the big cities made the white-collar lady say the words of mockery.    

    

When she said it, the other intellectuals who had the same thoughts started to laugh as well. Many of them looked at Yang Chen and Qiangwei with ridicule.    

    

Qiangwei didn't expect that she would be looked down upon by these people with just a few casual words. She rarely appeared in public and didn't have the opportunity to interact with these ordinary white-collar workers. Now that she was mocked, she was not angry with herself for being looked down upon. On the contrary, she felt embarrassed for letting Yang Chen lose face.    

    

Although with a move of her fingers, her subordinates would be able to turn these unimportant white collars into a mess, but in the end, these were just ordinary people. If he used the power of the underworld to deal with them, he would only appear more pitiful.    

    

Yang Chen was too lazy to care about these people to begin with. These guys just had nothing better to do and liked to find a sense of superiority from the 'weak' and waste time arguing with them.    

    

However, when Yang Chen noticed the sadness in Qiangwei's eyes, he stopped thinking about it.    

    

Yang Chen walked in front of the white-collar lady with Qiangwei in his arms and said expressionlessly, "Apologize to my woman, you have made her unhappy."    

    

The white-collar lady was typing on a document in front of Apple's notebook. Hearing Yang Chen's words, she didn't even raise her head as she continued typing. She then spoke in a foreign language, "Vouscomprenezcequemesexcuses …"    

    

These days, there were a lot of people who came back from abroad, so they quickly recognized that the woman was speaking French.    

    

It was obvious that they were going to embarrass Yang Chen and Gu Ruoyun again. The woman's intention was very simple. Sure, but do you understand what I'm saying?    

    

It was a pity that Yang Chen said without thinking, "Auxexcusesdefemmedine."    

    

The French pronunciation of the Paris accent finally made the woman, who had her head lowered, raise her head in shock. She looked at Yang Chen in disbelief, and all the surrounding customers were also taken aback. They even thought that they were hearing things. How could this young man, who seemed like he had struggled to graduate from junior high, speak such pure French?    

    

However, Qiangwei's eyes were filled with happiness. Although she did not understand, she knew that Yang Chen was standing up for her.    

    

She wasn't a weak girl, and this was precisely the reason why being protected by a man made her seem particularly precious.    

    

"Surprised? Do you think you're the only one in the world who can speak French? Not knowing English is very embarrassing? Do you know that your parents, your grandparents, don't know English, don't know English too many people. If people who know English are just a bunch of people who like to be conceited, that's the sad reality. " Yang Chen said lightly.    

    

The white-collar lady's face turned red, and some of the people around were speechless. They were all cultured people, of course they knew Yang Chen was right. It was just a man's arrogance, which often masked his innocence.    

    

"My woman can't speak English, but she's got nothing to lose," she said generously. "The two of us rarely drink coffee and rarely come to a place like this, but that doesn't mean we can't afford to spend it here. It doesn't mean we can't compare to you." Yang Chen continued in a cold voice, "If you still don't apologize, I don't mind suing you for assault, you can try."    

    

Yang Chen wasn't exaggerating, nor was he suffering from a brain fever. The best way to treat ordinary people was to use the rules of the ordinary society, which was to use the law.    

    

He couldn't just directly remove the woman's head just because the other party had caused Rose to be unhappy.    

    

A world had its own rules. It was just like how a Sovereign wouldn't lift a seal against a mortal, and grandmist wouldn't interfere with the mundane world.    

    

Yang Chen, who had a breakthrough in his cultivation and mental state, had a deeper understanding of these rules.    

    

"Right... I'm sorry, please forgive me. " The white-collar lady finally lowered her head. Even though she was unwilling, she knew that if she didn't apologize, she wouldn't be able to step down.    

    

Only then did Yang Chen feel satisfied. He carried Qiangwei back to the counter and ordered two medium glasses of strawberry lemonade from the cashier.    

    

Qiangwei's previous bad mood left her when the cold pink liquor was in her hands. She carefully inhaled it and then frowned, as if she was feeling a little weird.    

    

"What? You don't like the taste?" Yang Chen asked.    

    

Qiangwei shook her head. "It's sour, sweet and has a strawberry flavour. It's very slippery, but it's because there's a lot of it. It feels weird."    

    

Yang Chen, on the other hand, was in no hurry to drink. He walked out of the coffee shop holding Qiangwei's hand. He planned to get on the car and drink while looking for a suitable restaurant to eat dinner.    

    

"Hubby, what did you say to that woman just now?" Qiangwei bit the straw and with a soft voice, she revealed a cute and feminine expression. She also followed Yang Chen and put down the burden on her shoulders.    

    

Yang Chen casually said: "That woman told me to f * ck off, don't talk rubbish in front of her, I told her not to take yourself too seriously … "It's that simple."    

    

"I thought you were going to attack me. I'm a bit worried. After all, it's not good to cause some trouble for something like that. Besides, I'm not that cultured, so it's not a big deal for me to be said a few words." Qiangwei said quietly.    

    

"What are you saying? You don't owe me money, so why are you asking me to say that? If you are willing, I will even feel sorry for you." Yang Chen frowned and said.    

    

Qiangwei pursed her lips and asked, "Hubby, to be honest, will I embarrass you and make you uncomfortable?"    

    

Yang Chen stopped walking and said seriously: "I can only be grateful that you are willing to be with me, such a terrible man. In my eyes, even if you can count on your fingers, I will still think that you are cute. If you say that again, I'll be really angry. "    

    

Qiangwei nodded thoughtfully and giggled. "Although I haven't studied much, but I know that 'a woman without talent is her virtue.' Hmm, it seems that's right. Only a stupid woman like me can find a good man."    

    

Yang Chen reached out his hand and pinched Qiangweiyao's nose, causing the woman to pout coquettishly.    

    

"I think calling you 'stupid fool' is too much of a joke …" Yang Chen sighed. Just as he was about to ask Qiangwei what she would like for dinner, he found that she had stopped her steps and was staring at the two figures to their right.