My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

2It was an old couple with a slightly bent figure. Both of them had gray hair and were dressed in shabby clothes. The old woman was leaning on a cane made from bamboo while the old man carried a large cloth bag on his back. One look was all it took to tell the two old men, who were travel worn out from the journey, that were begging in the streets within the Zhonghai City.     0

    

Such a gray crowd was not uncommon in the large cities. Most people had already gotten used to it, and all they could do was ignore it, despise it, and feel a little helpless.    

    

The old woman was standing in front of the Starbucks door. She looked at a billboard by the window. The colorful posters were being posted on the billboard.    

    

The advertisement showed a cup of white mocha and a cup of green tea with this tempting white cream, Fabchino.    

    

The old woman's eyes revealed a hint of yearning. On her wrinkled face, a pair of turbid eyes seemed to be in a trance.    

    

The old man saw his wife's intention so he pulled her hand and helplessly said: "I will buy it for you to taste after I collect enough money."    

    

The old woman shook her head and said, "I was just looking. I didn't want to drink it. It's not worth it."    

    

"I know you like sweet things." The old man grinned.    

    

the old woman scolded with feigned anger. "Don't waste your money. Let's go."    

    

The old man could not say anything else. Although he felt guilty towards his wife, they did not have much money to spare. It was already rare for them to have a meal in the city. In fact, it was still a question of whether he could let them in to buy it.    

    

At this moment, Qiangwei, who had been looking on from the start, suddenly stood in front of the two elders. She smiled and said, "Granny, this is for you to drink."    

    

As she spoke, Qiangwei handed the untouched strawberry lemonade to the old woman and gave it to her at the fort.    

    

The old woman was stunned for a moment. She didn't understand why a pretty girl suddenly appeared and offered her a drink. Then, she realized something and waved her hand with a smile. "Don't be like this, miss. This is too expensive. I can't take it.    

    

To them, a drink that cost less than ten dollars was already a luxury item.    

    

The old man was also a little moved. "Little girl, we know you're kind, but we really can't take it."    

    

"Treat it as my filial piety to both of you old people, so that a bad woman like me can accumulate some merits. Don't reject it." Qiangwei didn't care about the old woman's refusal and pushed the drink into her arms.    

    

The old couple was extremely excited, especially the woman. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her wrinkled face was filled with joy. She was not so excited because she wanted to drink the sweet food she wanted to drink, but more so because she was emotionally moved.    

    

They were at such an age that they wandered about begging for a living. They had suffered under the eyes of others. If it weren't for the fact that they had no other choice, how could they have lived such a miserable life?    

    

It was as if the entire world had forgotten about old people like them. Yet, a girl they met by chance was smiling as she gave them a cup of sweet drink. This kind of comfort was hard to put into words.    

    

"Miss, I really have to thank you, but you can't speak carelessly. A kind-hearted girl like you doesn't need to accumulate any merits. That's something a black-hearted evil person should do." The old man supported his wife and sincerely said.    

    

Qiangwei smiled faintly. She felt bitter. Without saying it, who would be able to tell that she was the head of a mafia? And yet, she also knew that she was a woman whose hands were stained with blood. Who knew that her crime was enough to get her shot to death dozens of times?    

    

Just as Qiangwei was about to bid her farewells to the two elders, Yang Chen, who had been watching from the side, walked over and said, "This drink can't be delivered."    

    

Qiangwei and the old couple looked over in confusion. Qiangwei, on the other hand, didn't know why Yang Chen would object.    

    

Yang Chen winked at Qiangwei, then stepped forward and handed the drink in his hand to the old man, "I've never had this cup before, take this cup. Since grandma has already drunk it, give it back to my woman. This is what she likes."    

    

Then, without waiting for the old woman to react, Yang Chen gave his cup to the old man and took back Qiangwei's cup from the old woman.    

    

At this time, Qiangwei finally understood the situation. She smiled and looked at Yang Chen with eyes as clear as water.    

    

The old man and his wife didn't know what to say, so they repeatedly said many words of "thank you." From their trembling appearance, it was hard to tell if they were happy or sad.    

    

Yang Chen passed the drink to Qiangwei and said, "Let's go and find a restaurant for dinner."    

    

Qiangweitian nodded with a smile as she followed Yang Chen back to the car, while the old couple waved goodbye to the two of them.    

    

When they got in the car, Qiangwei was still looking out the window because the couple on the street were moving in and out of the way for the drink.    

    

The old woman wanted her husband to drink first, but the old man insisted that his wife drink first, fearing that this precious thing would not be enough.    

    

In the end, the old woman couldn't refuse her husband, so she had to drink a few mouthfuls before offering it to the old man, allowing him to take a sip as well.    

    

The old man sucked in a small breath and a smile appeared on his dry face. He nodded his head, presumably to say that it was indeed very good, and then insisted on letting his wife drink the leftover wine …    

    

Qiangwei saw this and said emotionally, "Actually, even though it's tough for you to be like the old uncles and grandmothers, you still spend your whole life together. Even until the age of old, they were still able to love each other. No matter how bitter their days are, when they look at each other, it will still be very sweet, no? "    

    

"Envy?" Yang Chen was also somewhat moved. He did not start the car and instead looked out the window with Qiangwei.    

    

"Un, a bit," Qiangwei answered, "No matter how rich or poor, no matter whether they live or die, they will stay together for the rest of their lives. Many people say that when they are young, when they are married, but how many can really walk together?    

    

I was thinking, if I could live with you forever, even if I had to be the most ordinary laid-off worker, even if I had to worry about money every day, I would still be grateful for my life. "    

    

"You are thinking too much again. Aren't we just going to be together? I didn't say I would leave you behind." Yang Chen's heart ached a little, and he held Qiangwei's hand tightly.    

    

Qiangwei turned around and looked at Yang Chen apologetically, "Sorry, maybe I was thinking too simply, or maybe I'm not satisfied. If I really have to worry about living, maybe I don't have the heart to think about it. "    

    

Yang Chen took a deep breath and suddenly took the drink from Qiangwei's hand. He then put the straw to Qiangwei's red lips and said, "Come, have a drink."    

    

Qiangwei thought Yang Chen was just trying to make her happy. She smiled and lowered her head to take a deep breath.    

    

The moment she took a sip of the drink, Yang Chen took the drink over. He also bit the straw and took a sip.    

    

Qiangwei blinked her watery eyes and asked curiously, "Hubby, you want some too? Why don't you buy another cup?"    

    

Yang Chen put the drink back into the slot in the car and smiled, "What, you dislike your man? Don't you like me using a straw with you?"    

    

"No, that's not what I meant." Qiangwei pouted. "I just …"    

    

"What is that? Are you afraid that I'm sick? Or are you afraid of contagion when you catch a cold? " Yang Chen asked.    

    

Qiangwei said weakly, "You know I don't mean that. I just want you to buy another glass of wine if you like it."    

    

Yang Chen scratched Qiangwei's delicate cheek with his finger and said casually, "Qiangwei, I want to tell you that even if I can't spend all day with the woman I love like that old uncle of mine, I'm still willing to share everything with you. Mine is yours, and yours is mine.    

    

Even if you have hepatitis, I won't hesitate to drink with you. I'll have hepatitis with you. So be it, so be it, so be it. It's that simple. "    

    

The man's casual words made Qiangwei's lips and tongue dry up. Her heart, which was a little desolate before, seemed to be filled with a warm and sweet feeling. It made it difficult for her to even breathe, but she could only wish to suffocate.    

    

"How can you say something like that? I'm not going to have hepatitis with you." After a long while, Qiangwei finally came back to her senses and shyly rolled her eyes at Yang Chen.    

    

Yang Chen touched the back of his head with a troubled expression, "Hey, I said something so emotional, how can you be so stupid as to not cooperate with me?"    

    

Qiangwei giggled and patted Yang Chen's body a few times, "Stop teasing me. Hurry up and go eat. I'm hungry. Also, don't call me stupid!"    

    

"Alright, let's go, you idiot!"