My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

The early morning glow tinted the entire international seaside city with a faint golden glow, like a pearl embedded in the west coast of North America.    

It was a fascinating metropolis, unlike New York in the north, a jungle of steel and clay, and unlike Miami in the south, the hot air was burning with passion and oblivion.    

Here, you can feel the surging pulse of the city, and you can also feel the quiet breathing of the city. It is like a wild, seductive woman, and also like a quiet, elegant, and dignified holy maiden.    

And it was in the western part of such a world-famous city, the Pacific Rim Beverly Hills, where the world's famous "Beverly Hills," one of the world's few super-rich districts, was located.    

Many mistakenly assumed that Beverly was just the name of a neighborhood, but in fact it was a city, with elected mayors, police, medical and fire departments, all in their own right.    

Because of its facilities, it was a city in the city, with its beauty and convenient geographical location, which made Hollywood celebrities and rich people around the world willing to live here.    

At this very moment, in a high-rise mansion in Beverly Hills, in a brightly decorated and cozy bedroom on the second floor, an unblemished Oriental man was lying carelessly on a large, ripe, soft, white bed.    

He did not know how long he slept, but when a ray of morning light shone on the man's feet, it warmed his skin and made it a little itchy.    

Slowly, the man opened his eyes and smacked his lips in a daze. After staring blankly at the dome decorated with colored patterns for a while, he seemed to have thought of what had happened and heaved a long sigh of relief.    

"Dear Yang Chen, you've finally woken up. I thought you were going to stay in my bed and not get up."    

A blonde girl wearing a round dress with a cinnamon chiffon lace was leaning on the door barefooted. She smiled charmingly at Yang Chen on the bed, but it was hard to hide the joy in her eyes.    

Yang Chen's mouth slightly twitched. He slowly got up from the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. He looked down at his crotch. His little brother was exposed in the air and couldn't help but twitch his mouth, "Christine, is there a need to be so vulgar? Why don't you put on a pair of pants for me?"    

"This is my house in Beverly, I don't have any men, and I don't have any clothes or pants for you to wear. Do you want to wear sexy underwear?" Christine asked mischievously.    

Yang Chen rolled his eyes and scratched the back of his head. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly remembered something and smacked his forehead: "Bad!"    

"What's wrong?"    

"When I went out, it was in secret. I don't even know what happened at home. Since it's already dawn in America, wouldn't it be almost a day in the country?" Yang Chen sighed, "It's over, it's over. My cell phone is also in my room. My mom and them are dying from anxiety!"    

Christine chuckled, "Don't worry, Mr. Yang Chen, I already guessed that you weren't that smart. Yesterday afternoon, I called China and told them that you came to the United States to help me with something, and Miss Lin even asked me to take good care of you. It seems that your relationship has improved a lot, it's a really commendable improvement."    

"Really?" Yang Chen was happy. He didn't need to worry, he believed that after Lin Ruoxi found out, she would arrange everything else for him. There was no need for him to rush back. After all, the matter from before had yet to be resolved.    

Christine looked at the man's foolish smile and was speechless for a moment. She then asked, "How are you feeling? When you just came back, your body was completely black. I washed it for you after a long time. Even though you've recovered, but …"    

"But my genuine essence power is all gone, and my mental strength is also not as good as before, right?!" Yang Chen smiled and said, "I just checked my body. Don't worry, I'm very healthy."    

"You can still laugh?" Christine raised her voice several times and said unhappily, "Don't you think about it? You have so many enemies, and now that your cultivation has dropped and you don't have enough spiritual energy to control the Space Laws, what if someone comes looking for you?"    

Yang Chen smiled embarrassedly, "Then I can't cry, it's already good enough that I can survive."    

"I don't want to talk to you." Christine shook her head and shouted towards the outside, "Sally, bring the clothes here and help Mr. Yang change."    

A crisp female voice came from outside. Soon, a white girl with curly brown hair and wearing a black and white maid dress came into the room. She was holding a pile of brand-new men's clothes.    

Seeing Yang Chen naked, Sally's shy face turned red. She didn't dare to look at him too much, so she lowered her head and bowed to Yang Chen. Then she started to help him organize the clothes he was going to wear.    

Christine said, "Wear some clothes and come downstairs for breakfast. I have a lot of things to tell you, so I'll be going downstairs first."    

Yang Chen didn't have much time to care about Christine at the moment. His gaze was all on the white girl in front of him who was blushing.    

The maid costume was not uncommon, but it was the first time he had seen an American girl in a maid costume.    

Although, according to the history of maid wear, it originated from the English maid apron of the nineteenth century, in recent times it was the patented property of certain Japanese hobbies.    

Sally looked to be around 20 years old. Christine should have hired her as a maid right after graduating from university. After all, with Christine's status, being able to be her servant was a blessing.    

Sally had a round, cute face. Her figure was relatively petite among American women, but her breasts and buttocks were still more exaggerated than the Oriental woman's. She wore a maid's outfit with lace on the black and white dress, holding it up tightly. In front of her chest, there was a deep and exquisite gully.    

"Mr. Yang, do you want to wear pants or clothes first?" Sally asked fearfully when she saw Yang Chen staring at her chest.    

If it was outside, Sally would definitely slap the pervert, but this was her master's guest, someone who could sleep in the Heavenly Queen's room for the first time. As a mere maid, she didn't dare to disobey.    

Yang Chen retracted his gaze and smiled foolishly, "Clothes." As soon as the words left his mouth, he almost spoke Chinese before realizing that he had changed to American English.    

Sally immediately nodded and swiftly helped Yang Chen put on a white and shallow striped Versace shirt, buttoning one button after another professionally and tidying up his collar.    

When Sally was about to put on the men's underwear for Yang Chen, Yang Chen stopped her.    

"You're called Sally, right?" Yang Chen asked with a smile.    

Sally nodded nervously, "Yes, Mr. Yang."    

"Can you do me a favor? I just woke up from a weak state. My body feels a little unnatural …" Yang Chen was very serious, like an elder treating his niece.    

Sally opened her green-brown eyes in confusion, "Mr. Yang, please speak."    

"Sally, can you help me test if this organ of mine is normal or not?" Yang Chen's expression was dark as he pointed at the spear in his crotch …    

At this moment, that spear had already been raised high into the sky. Its size and thickness was truly amazing.    

Sally didn't notice it for a moment. When her gaze made contact with the big guy, she immediately covered her mouth in panic. Her face was pink as she turned her head away in fear.    

"Mr. Yang, you …" Although Sally had a few boyfriends, she was not too open about the gender aspect. Ever since she became the maid of Christine's house, she had never touched a man. With Yang Chen's size, Little Sally was at a loss for what to do.    

Yang Chen, on the other hand, did not seem ashamed at all. He sat upright with his legs wide open, making the pole in the middle look especially clear. There was even heat coming out from the top of his head.    

"Oh, Sally, I didn't mean that. I definitely won't sully the innocence of an innocent girl. I was severely injured before, and I'm worried that I've lost the ability of a man to continue my line of descent, so, I just want you to do me a favor. Experiment to see if my organs are still in good condition, I just need to fire a cannonball. I don't need you to do anything about it …" Yang Chen said seriously.    

Even Sally wanted to strangle this shameless fellow. He was not a guest, he was a beast!    

However, Yang Chen acted so righteously and earnestly. As a maid, Sally did not dare to refuse.    

"Then I'll use my hands to experiment with Mr. Yang …" Sally wanted to cry, but no tears came out. It wasn't a rare thing anyway, it didn't matter if she used her own hands on an unfamiliar man. Maybe she could get the approval of her master, Christine.    

"Hand?" Yang Chen quickly shook his head: "Sally, this is too unfair for you. How tired are your hands? I can't bear to have you use your hands to test me. What if I can't come out for half an hour, then your hands will be sore!"    

Sally was stunned. Did I misunderstand Mr. Yang? Wasn't that what he meant?    

"Then what does Mr. Yang want to do?" Sally tilted her head and asked.    

Yang Chen licked his lips and laughed, "Use your mouth. It's soft and warm, so you can come out faster …"