My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

A war that was like a black cloud pressing down on a city had come and gone as quickly as it had come.    

    

Although in the eyes of many in the outside world, Yulei International, the main target of this attack was still in a low state. As soon as the US Nasdaq opened, it was highly likely that their Yulei International would reach its lowest point. Even their bones would be torn apart, leaving not even ashes behind.    

    

However, the people who had a complete grasp of the situation, such as Yang Chen, Lin Ruoxi, Yuan Family and Yu Lei's Athena's group, had completely disregarded this crisis.    

    

If fifty billion dollars isn't enough to make a comeback, then, as Lin Ruoxi told Athena's team, "I'm not hiring you to talk nonsense."    

    

The only thing that could be considered a loss was that the old house that Lin Ruoxi cared about had been destroyed in many places. It would take quite some time to repair, and no matter how much they repaired, it wouldn't be the same as before.    

    

Of course, after this incident, the people in this family more or less had a new understanding of Yang Chen's flowery heart. Lin Ruoxi chose to avoid Yang Chen and silently returned to Yu Lei to manage the follow-up counterattack.    

    

A philosopher once said, "The most perfect contempt for a person is silence."    

    

Yang Chen didn't think that Lin Ruoxi despised him, but he was sure that she was angry at him. It's not like he didn't know, but even if he did, he couldn't do any remedial work.    

    

As a lover, not only did Qiangwei not hold any hostility towards Lin Ruoxi, she even used her own life to protect the family. This was equivalent to giving Lin Ruoxi a resounding slap on her proud face!    

    

Moreover, even if Lin Ruoxi had a grievance she could only swallow it back into her stomach. She had to be grateful to Qiangwei, even if the one who ended the whole thing was a talkative woman like Christine, but Qiangwei still played a role of stalling time, thereby saving everyone.    

    

Lin Ruoxi had no reason to hate her savior. Therefore, she could only vent all of her grievances, resentment, pain and disgust onto Yang Chen, the playboy.    

    

Qiangwei'er, ah, this matter has left me in a dilemma... Yang Chen smiled wryly in his heart.    

    

Luckily, Yang Chen had a lot of nerves. Even though he knew that he was currently at home and was like an arrow target, and that everyone was' shooting 'at him, he pretended to ask Guo Xuehua, Nanny Wang, and the others if they were injured cordially and told Sea Hawk Team to protect them. Only after that did he smile merrily and go out the door, turning left — — towards Qiangwei's house.    

    

It was his first time coming to Qiangwei's and Mo Qianni's new residence. The door was wide open, so it was unknown whether Qiangwei had purposely left it open or not.    

    

The building's style and layout was similar to the old house in Lin Family. However, the interior style was even more dark and profound, most likely left behind by Situ Mingze.    

    

There were a variety of posters embedded in the oil paintings. The crafts were mainly made of wooden carvings and stone statues. If a timid person lived in this house, he wouldn't even dare to go out at night. Strange "ghosts" were everywhere.    

    

Yang Chen entered the kitchen and saw Qiangwei, who seemed to have calmed down, taking out a glass of fresh orange juice from the fridge. She was planning to have a drink leisurely, which made it hard to tell that she had just experienced a life-and-death battle.    

    

Seeing Yang Chen suddenly appear at her house, Qiangwei wasn't too surprised. She smiled sweetly, "Do you want a drink?"    

    

"Looks like my worries are unnecessary. You shouldn't be injured." Yang Chen looked her up and down. Qiangwei had already changed into her cotton pajamas. There was no sign of hindrance in her movements. This made Yang Chen feel relieved.    

    

"That big guy never planned to keep fighting, so I didn't have the chance to fight him. Luckily, that Christine came …" Qiangwei asked curiously, "Hubby, isn't Christine the Heavenly Queen of Singing and acting? Why is her kung fu so powerful, I don't even know how she killed that big guy."    

    

Qiangwei wasn't Christine's fan or fan, so her understanding of Christine was limited. Therefore, she wasn't that shocked by what had just happened and just assumed that Christine was a woman who hid her abilities. In terms of strength, Qiangwei did not hesitate to believe that Yang Chen would definitely beat Christine.    

    

"Don't bother with that woman. It's best if you hide far away from her, or else you'll be harmed sooner or later." Yang Chen frowned and said, "How would she know any martial arts? It's just her own strength."    

    

"Strength?" Qiangwei took a sip of orange juice. She obviously didn't understand, but seeing that Yang Chen didn't want to explain anything, she stopped asking.    

    

Yang Chen walked forward, and faced the slim waist that was hugging the woman, he stared at her face that was almost within reach, "I've said before, I'll help you deal with dangerous things, but I can't seem to do what I've said. I'd be better off if you cried in my arms and cursed me. You look at everything as if it was normal, suffer grievances and not complain, almost lose your life as if nothing, tell me how to do. You don't have to endure everything in silence to let me know what's going on in your heart. "    

    

Qiangwei bit down on her lip, picked up her glass and drank another mouthful of orange juice. However, she didn't swallow it. Instead, she raised her head and kissed Yang Chen's lips.    

    

Yang Chen was in a daze as he kissed with Qiangwei. He felt Qiangwei take the initiative to touch him with her pink tongue. Then, the orange juice in Qiangwei's mouth gradually flowed into his own …    

    

Qiangwei seemed to be very engrossed. She put down the cup and wrapped her arms around Yang Chen, hugging him tightly, as if she was going to sink into Yang Chen's body.    

    

Between his nose and mouth was the familiar scent of a woman's rose body. In his arms was Qiangwei's soft and plump body. That pair of soft flesh made him feel extremely satisfied and satisfied.    

    

When the kiss was separated, Qiangwei gasped for breath as she opened her misty eyes. She looked at Yang Chen with watery eyes and asked, "How does it taste?"    

    

"Hm?"    

    

"Orange juice."    

    

Yang Chen licked his lips and smiled, "Sweet, sour, astringent."    

    

Qiangwei smiled sweetly. "This is how I feel in my heart. This is what I feel in my heart. Do you understand now?"    

    

Yang Chen was silent as he let out a mouthful of foul air. He was filled with emotion. He didn't say anything more and just hugged this silly woman tightly once again.    

    

After a long time, Qiangwei's closed eyes opened, blinked twice, and said, "I'm actually still fine. I've already gotten used to waiting in the past, but hubby, do you know that Qianni often complains to me that you're a big bastard who doesn't take responsibility for everything?"    

    

Feeling embarrassed, Yang Chen asked, "What did Little Qianqian say about me?"    

    

Yang Chen didn't think that Mo Qianni would snitch on him in front of Qiangwei. She had her complaints, but she pretended to be very busy every day. How could he do everything? That woman should have been spanked.    

    

"Qianni said, we've moved for so long already, you still didn't come to visit us. Neither of us, in total, are as attractive to you as Lin Ruoxi alone. The other men think wildflowers are better than flowers, but you are the opposite. "Since you're so biased, we might as well find another man to remarry." Qiangwei said seriously.    

    

Yang Chen didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. Lin Ruoxi had been cold towards him again, but his other two lovers actually had such big opinions about him. Although Qiangwei borrowed Mo Qianni's words, it was obvious that this was her own idea.    

    

"Don't joke about this in the future, I'm here to see you guys more. Who told Qianni to have such a strong temper? If there's nothing else, she wouldn't call me. I'm afraid I'll hold up her work." Yang Chen said.    

    

"Then what about me? I'm out of work right now …" Qiangwei pouted.    

    

Unemployment!? Yang Chen's expression stiffened as he jokingly said: "Since my Qiangwei is so bored, then why don't we drive our Red Thorn Society to another city? What about we unify the underworld of China in the future?"    

    

"Really!?" Qiangwei's eyes suddenly lit up. "Since husband is so supportive of me, then I'm really going!" she said wistfully.    

    

Yang Chen felt a chill on the back of his head. Why did this seem like a trap?    

    

Frowning, he said: "Qiangwei, what do you mean by that? You wouldn't really want to expand the power of Red Thorn Society right?"    

    

Qiangwei didn't speak her mind. Her eyes drifted away. She said: "Actually, there have been some pretty good big bosses that have come to find me recently, hoping to join forces with us, Red Thorn Society, to expand the forces of the southern underworld. I was a little tempted, but I was afraid that you, my husband, wouldn't allow me to continue working, so I asked you."    

    

Yang Chen sucked in a breath of cold air. He had fallen into a trap after all. Qiangwei already had some sort of plan in her mind.    

    

"Why do you suddenly want to play again? Weren't you too tired of it before? So, did you leave a lot of things to Rongrong?" Yang Chen asked in bewilderment.    

    

Qiangwei seemed to feel embarrassed. She lowered her head and said, "Although I'm investing with your company now, I find that I'm not the material for doing business. I can't help with those things, and I'm at home almost every day. "There aren't any friends on the outside. Many of my brothers and sisters felt that life was boring and my organization is becoming more and more carefree. It's not bad for me to expand my influence …"    

    

Yang Chen realized that he had underestimated the unreconciled blood in Qiangwei's bones. Perhaps she was good at enduring feelings, but that didn't mean she could spend her life coiled in one place.    

    

Being influenced by Situ Mingze's father since she was young, even though Qiangwei didn't like killing and bloodshed, it didn't mean that she didn't like to fight for territory and expand her influence.    

    

Yang Chen saw the burning fire in this woman's eyes the night they swallowed the Dongxing. But now, the fire seemed to be burning again.    

    

"Other people say that if you love someone, you should support what he likes to do. I didn't expect that I would have to support my woman to expand the underworld …" Yang Chen shook his head and sighed.    

    

Qiangwei excitedly kissed on the side of Yang Chen's face. "I knew you would agree to my little wish. As long as you nod, I'm not afraid of anything!"    

    

Yang Chen naturally understood Qiangwei's meaning. Since he agreed to let her do these things, he would naturally clean up the mess for her in times of trouble.    

    

In fact, in Yang Chen's opinion, this was not a big deal. Not to mention that Qiangwei's Red Thorn Society was already one of the biggest gangs in the country, so it was not difficult to expand their Red Thorn Society. Moreover, China is not like the Mafia in Europe and the United States. China's mafias are just small fights and the strongest gang in China is an army of more than 2 million.    

    

It was equivalent to giving his woman some fun in life, so Yang Chen didn't mind too much.    

    

Yang Chen was too lazy to ask about the details. Qiangwei was more professional than him on underworld matters, so Qiangwei reminded him that he hadn't accompanied Mo Qianni for a long time.    

    

That strong woman with her tail proudly raised may have a tough mouth, but in reality, she had already scolded him hundreds of times in her heart, right?    

    

Yang Chen silently thought to himself. After bidding farewell to the smiling Qiangwei, he went out and drove to Yulei International Headquarters. At this time, Mo Qianni should still be working overtime.