My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

0Yang Chen didn't agree immediately. This kind of thing required careful consideration, so he asked Lee Jingjing to take the day off first.    1

    

When Old Lee and his wife saw that their daughter had safely returned, they cried tears of joy. This New Year was not a pleasant one, but fortunately nothing major had happened. Their son-in-law was very reliable.    

    

Yang Chen also bought a Mercedes ML350 for Lee Jingjing. Although it was cheaper than the previous one, it was still useful for Wu and his wife.    

    

Old Lee and his wife warmly invited him to stay for dinner, but Yang Chen politely refused. Mo Qianni was still waiting for him to return. There had to be a sequence, so as not to hurt the heart of a woman who worked hard.    

    

After driving back to the West Suburb Courtyard, Yang Chen did not go directly to Mo Qianni's house. Instead, he went back to his own house and looked for Lin Ruoxi.    

    

Yang Chen knew clearly that at this stage, calling a woman was like a dream. It was better to just knock on the door to find someone.    

    

Nanny Wang was unhappy because of Yang Chen and his wife. Logically speaking, her own daughter also became Yang Chen's confidante. If Yang Chen was really going to get a divorce, it would only be good for Xiao Zhiqing.    

    

However, Nanny Wang had watched Lin Ruoxi grow up, and she had treated her as her own daughter. Thus, she could not accept this reality.    

    

Nanny Wang, who was busy in the kitchen, was startled when she saw Yang Chen enter. She then went up to him with tears in her eyes and asked sadly, "Young Master, how are you and Miss? I heard from the Miss that Lanlan is your and other women's child. Is this true?"    

    

Yang Chen didn't expect Lin Ruoxi to tell Nanny Wang everything, so he didn't deny it. "That's right, Nanny Wang is too embarrassed to let you worry. Ruoxi, isn't she home? "    

    

"She left early in the morning! He said that he wanted to look at a few plots of land, and that he wanted to bring a few major shareholders of his company to explore other provinces. It was unknown just how many days he would have to go out to look around. " Nanny Wang lamented, "She was obviously hiding from us."    

    

Yang Chen didn't expect the woman to be so ruthless that she wouldn't even let him meet her.    

    

Although he could still find her if he wanted to, forcefully dragging her was meaningless.    

    

Yang Chen felt that he didn't need to humbly beg for forgiveness in public, unless he was crazy. Privately relying on a woman didn't mean that he was afraid.    

    

On his shoulders was not only his dignity, but also the tens of thousands of people who had followed him and looked up to him. He was responsible for their beliefs and beliefs.    

    

"Young Master, why don't you go and apologize to her? Logically speaking, she dotes on Lanlan, so shouldn't that be the reason for the separation? How can a good marriage be broken so easily?" Nanny Wang advised.    

    

Yang Chen shook his head: "This isn't caused by two things, it's a matter of attitude and principles. If we can't accept it, then everything will be in vain."    

    

Sad, Nanny Wang didn't know what to say.    

    

Yang Chen forced a smile and asked, "Nanny Wang, you can't cook that many dishes by yourself can you? What, Qing Er will accompany you to eat tonight?"    

    

Speaking of her daughter, Nanny Wang revealed a trace of a smile. "That's right. Although she had a tough time in the past, she was very kind and filial. As long as she isn't busy in university, she will accompany me."    

    

"Then why don't you bring the dishes to Qianni's house and have Qing Er come along as well? I haven't seen her for a while and have something to discuss with her in detail."    

    

Yang Chen reckoned that Jane would be in Zhong Hai tomorrow. Xiao Zhiqing still wasn't clear about his situation, so he had to know beforehand.    

    

Nanny Wang thought Yang Chen wanted to be intimate with Xiao Zhiqing, so she couldn't help but feel both happy and resentful.    

    

She was happy that Yang Chen was still thinking about his daughter even in this situation, so he didn't have any worries. What she hated was that this man was too emotional. He actually had the heart to take care of other women even after being like this.    

    

In the evening, at the edge of the confluence of the rivers in Hanzhong City, Hubei Province, in a mountain forest that was surrounded by the surging waves, a hundred-year-old and rather majestic villa had been built.    

    

The bluestone paved road slowly climbed up the mountain. The area was more than 30 mu in length, and in the joyous atmosphere, there were lights and decorations everywhere.    

    

However, even at this moment, there were quite a few men in black suits patrolling the roads. It was obvious that they were all wearing something on their bulging waists.    

    

In the tallest five story building, there were all sorts of world-class luxury cars parked in the spacious parking lot. Many of them even had military tags and authority plates hanging on them, which were very eye-catching.    

    

In the central living room of the building, the crystal chandelier shone brilliantly, and the air was filled with the aroma of alcohol.    

    

People were drinking and drinking. A large number of well-dressed men and women were raising their glasses and chatting. They were either pretending or laughing openly. It was just like a warm Spring Festival gathering.    

    

Among them, the beautiful Zhang Ling, who was wearing a fiery-red, half-bared collar and a dress with long hair coiled around her head, was obviously a beautiful flower among women.    

    

The middle-aged man Zhang Ling was holding onto looked to be in his forties or fifties. He was tall and strong, gentle and refined, possessing the charm of a mature middle-aged man. He was her husband, Meng Qin.    

    

Holding a glass of red wine, Meng Qin touched it with a bald man in a paunchy suit. With the corner of his mouth slightly raised, he said, "Old Brother Liu, long time no see. I heard that the Artefacts in the collection you made in the second half of the year were selling very well in Central Asia and North America. You must have made a lot."    

    

The businessman named Liu laughed, "Head Meng is teasing me again. It's all thanks to the Meng family's righteousness that I was able to get a seat in the Chinese People's Congress. Otherwise, it would have been very difficult for me to even go abroad, and with Old Master Meng's invitation, the first thing I did was fly back from New York to attend the Southern China gang's gathering."    

    

"Of course. Brother Liu is an entrepreneur who has contributed greatly to the development of the Northwest. We have always supported a doer like you." Meng Qin smiled.    

    

"How? Ah, by the way, I heard that Chief Meng is going to the provincial standing committee this year. As for the specific position, I'll be the first one to congratulate you." Boss Liu smiled and asked with some meaning in his words.    

    

Meng Qin said in a reserved manner, "It's still not decided yet. The responsibility that the old gramps has is very heavy. I also don't have enough strength left in my heart."    

    

"Hall Master Meng is too modest, Sect Master Meng has great foresight, your brother is now the second in command of the South China Gang, and you are now selling yourself to the rank of a division leader at such a young age, in a short time, I am afraid that you will have to go to Yanjing to meet you!" Boss Liu chuckled.    

    

A trace of indiscernible disdain flashed in Meng Qin's eyes. However, he quickly smiled and started to chat with Boss Liu about other matters.    

    

Zhang Ling, who was listening to these words from the side, had a sweet smile on her face, but her eyes were filled with boredom.    

    

Only by living by the side of these degenerate men when they were young could she, a woman, understand how ugly and dirty these trades were behind their glory.    

    

At this moment, Zhang Ling heard the phone in her dinner bag ring. She apologetically smiled at Boss Liu and nodded to Meng Qin. Then, she went to a corner and picked up the phone.    

    

She was too lazy to see who had made the call, even if it was the wrong call, at least she didn't need to listen to those flattering words.    

    

After seeing the call, Zhang Ling found that it was from Zhong Hai. She frowned slightly and answered the call.    

    

On the other side of the phone was Jiang Xiaobai, who had a headache for a long time before finally making up his mind to "make peace".    

    

"Ms. Zhang Ling, I'm Jiang Xiao, the Deputy Chief of the West District Police Department in Zhonghai City. I want to tell you something about Miss Li …"    

    

Hearing that, Zhang Ling sneered, "Deputy Chief? Didn't that Chief Zhao Bao Guo contact me? That bitch? "What, did they cripple her in the detention center?"    

    

"Chief Zhao is sick, I am in charge of this matter." Jiang Xiao did not mention that Zhao Baoguo did not dare to make a phone call, "Ms. Zhang, I hope you are mentally prepared for this. Maybe you should report this to your husband, Chief Meng, or even the other members of the Meng Family."    

    

Zhang Ling felt this was ridiculous, "Are you kidding? I'm going to squash a bug and let the people from the Meng Family know that you're not going to work for the Deputy Chief anymore?!"    

    

Jiang Xiaobai's face did not look good on the phone, but he remained calm and said, "Ms. Zhang, it's like this. Miss Lee Jingjing has been taken away by her boyfriend. And her boyfriend, Mr. Yang Chen, is …"    

    

Slowly, Jiang Xiaobai explained Yang Chen's background and the relationship between him and Lee Jingjing.    

    

"What did you say!? That slut, is she Yang Chen's woman!? " Even if Zhang Ling didn't care about those big matters, she still knew about the main character of the Liang Family's annihilation.    

    

At the corner of the hall, Zhang Ling's face had also turned pale. Cold sweat oozed out of her forehead as the hand holding the phone was trembling.