My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Chapter 24: Food delivery

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024 Just now, Yuan Ye, who had just vowed to vent her anger at Tangtang, was frightened by the sudden change, and was speechless. The two or two young boys who had seen Yang Chen's speed driving skills were both dumbfounded and stunned and hid in fear. Behind Yuan Ye, he dared not look at Yang Chen again.

There was only Tangtang, but there was a strange look in his eyes, as if seeing something extremely exciting, watching Yang Chen's eyes change rapidly.

Yang Chen clapped his hands, shook his head somewhat unpleasantly, and smiled teasingly at Yuan Ye, "Young Master, do you still want to stand up for this little girl?"

Originally, Yang Chen thought that Yuan Ye chose to retreat when he saw that he was absolutely overwhelmed, and would no longer be strong, but Yuan Ye's performance was unexpected.

After only a little shake, Yuan Ye continued to stand firmly in front of Tangtang. Although his tone was no longer domineering, he still said seriously: "I admit that you are very skilled, but don't think that we will be afraid of you in this way. I will definitely protect Tangtang."

Tangtang obviously didn't expect Yuan Ye to protect herself unswervingly. His eyes were touched, but he didn't say much of thanks.

Yang Chen said with a weird smile: "I didn't expect it to be a seed of love, not bad, and I look like your uncle." Yang Chen, who had just packed his mistress, laughed, turned and walked back towards his m3.

"You just left!?" Yuan Ye was taken aback, only to realize that Yang Chen had let him go.

Yang Chen sat back in the cab and blinked at Yuan Ye, "You are called Yuan Ye, you might think I'm pretending to be * if you say something, some of it may be more clichéd, but it depends on your instincts. Let me tell you, in the future, don’t be too self-righteous. There is a reason for someone outside of the world. It’s not a fool. There is no other meaning to persuading you. But now, you will never stop me from going home."

The two young boys who were blocking the road hid away long ago. Who dared to block him, Yang Chen started the car and quickly left the scene.

Seeing the BMW car gradually disappeared, Yuan Ye and Tangtang came back to their senses, feeling a bit inexplicable.

"What a weird person." Yuan Ye was a little scared, Jun Yi's face was both unwilling and a little admiring.

But Tangtang has a fresh look, and a pair of Shu Lingling's beautiful eyes are full of playfulness, but no one can think of what ghost ideas are rolling in her mind.

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Back to Longjingyuan Villa, as soon as I entered the door, I saw Wang Ma greeted me with a gentle smile on her face: "My uncle is back, have you eaten yet, if you haven't eaten, I'm still warming the food."

Yang Chen touched his stomach and did piston exercises with Qiangwei in the afternoon. Just now he was racing and beating people. He really forgot to eat, and immediately smiled and let Wang Ma eat.

Sitting at the western dining table and eating two bowls of rice, Yang Chen burped contentedly, and said to the satisfied Wang Ma: "There is a person at home who cooks differently, especially like Wang Ma doing it. It's delicious."

Mother Wang said with a smile while tidying up the dining table, "Auntie likes to eat, and compared to what auntie makes, I can only cook and see home."

"What do you mean?" Yang Chen was a little confused.

After hesitating, Mother Wang showed a bit of bitterness on her face, "Uncle, today the master is here during the day, if it weren't for the uncle, our lady might be very angry again."

Suddenly, Yang Chen was talking about Lin Kun and Lin Ruoxi's father-daughter affairs during the day. They couldn't laugh or cry. "I think Ruoxi is already angry enough. He was called by his own father... What is it? You have to be angry if you are a daughter. ."

Wang’s mother shook her head, “My aunt doesn’t know. Although the lady is angry, she can’t compare with the previous two. A few days ago, the master* asked the lady to go on a blind date with the young master of the Xu family. I was so angry that I ran outside for a drink. I was full of alcohol when I came back. I didn’t even go home the night before and spent the night outside. I watched the young lady grow up. Our lady has always been self-disciplined. I will never get drunk."

Yang Chen touched his nose in embarrassment, didn't he, was drugged all drunk, and let himself sleep as a hotel lady, or else he didn't know who it was.

"It's all right now," Mother Wang said with satisfaction: "With the uncle here, it will not be so easy for the master to bully the young lady in the future. Only a man in the family can live with peace of mind."

Yang Chen was too embarrassed to listen any more, but changed the subject and said: "Wang Ma, where is Ruoxi? Has she eaten?"

Mother Wang smiled bitterly and said, "The young lady is working in the study upstairs. She was disturbed by the master's affairs during the day. She didn't pick up her mood until the evening and went to work. She said she was too late for work and didn't eat dinner."

"How can this work? People are made of iron and steel. You have to eat if you work hard." Yang Chen frowned.

"I think so too, but the lady has a stubborn temper. We are not allowed to knock on the door or go in and give her anything at work, otherwise she will be angry." Wang Ma's face was helpless and pampered.

Yang Chen thought for a while, although he doesn't know what will happen to him, at least he is his wife now, and he feels uncomfortable when he is hungry, so he said: "Wang Ma, help me get a meal for me, and I will send it to Ruoxi."

"Really? Maybe you go to the lady to eat," Wang Ma seemed to be looking forward to Yang Chen's words, and happily ran to the kitchen immediately.

Before long, Yang Chen held a tray of warm food and walked to the door of Lin Ruoxi's study on the second floor. No sound could be heard outside the closed vermilion door.

Yang Chen reached out and knocked on the door, but there was still no response inside. With his extraordinary ear power, Yang Chen could feel the strange silence in the study.

With a bit of confusion, Yang Chen opened the door of the study by himself and walked in quietly.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a dazzling array of books, neatly placed around the wide large room, the smell of paper and the unique body fragrance of Lin Ruoxi permeated the room. Between the two art-like bamboos, there is a large mahogany desk, which is filled with various documents and books.

At this moment, Lin Ruoxi was sitting on the big black-skinned swivel chair and fell asleep on the desk.

The beautiful face is subtracted from the usual indifference in sleep, slender and curvy eyelashes, delicate small nose, bright red and tender lips, all appear soft and pitiful, and a black hair that is loose. Under the bright table lamp, the attractive luster is reflected, and Lin Ruoxi's pure and immortal temperament is contrasted with a particularly poetic and picturesque mood.

Suddenly seeing the weak side of his wife, Yang Chen felt a little emotional in his heart, a woman who has to work hard under so much pressure, it is no wonder that she was born so beautiful, but she never smiled happily. Thinking of this, Yang Chen inevitably felt a little pity in his heart.

After putting the food on the table, Yang Chen looked around the study room, walked to the hanger, took off a thicker coat, slowly approached, put the coat on Lin Ruoxi, carefully covered the clothes, for fear of waking her up . After changing his clothes, Yang Chen turned off the lamp on the desk again, making the room dim, and then quietly walked out the door.

Coming downstairs, Wang Ma was already busy in the kitchen. Yang Chen turned on the large LED TV in the hall because it was too early to watch, and lay on the comfortable sofa and watched the evening news.

But not long after I first saw it, there was a sound of footsteps at the top of the stairs. When Yang Chen turned his head, he saw that his wife Lin Ruoxi had suddenly come downstairs, still holding the coat he had covered her, his eyes looked complicated. With oneself. t