My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

she spoke in a coquettish yet stubborn manner.

 

Yang Chen forced a smile, “But others won’t think the same way.”

 

“Then I’ll be a freak along with you.”

 

“Silly……”

 

Warm and sweet tranquil times always pass exceptionally quickly, after kissing and touching each other in Rose’s room for a while, a knocking sound came from the door.

 

Other than Rose’s most trusted aides, nobody dared to knock on this door.

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“Come in.” Said Rose in a rather lazy manner.

 

The one who slowly opened the door was Little Zhao.
This round-faced lad had a solemn expression with his brows knit together, but when he entered and noticed Rose sitting up on the bed in her pure white pajamas looking perfectly alright, he suspected that his eyes were playing tricks on him.
She didn’t seem the slightest bit sick and was even smiling at him!

 

“Big sis…… you…… why are you……” Little Zhao stuttered.

 

“What, you don’t like my fast recovery?”

 

“No no no……” Little Zhao immediately waved his arms in denial, he couldn’t figure out why Rose had suddenly recovered despite having been unconscious and had only just received treatment.
When he turned to look at Yang Chen who yawned by the side, Little Zhao couldn’t help but make the conjecture that this was a miracle brought on by this mysterious man…… but Mr.
Yang is no doctor, and definitely isn’t Doraemon, so how could he suddenly cure Rose?

 

No matter what the reason was, Rose’s mysterious recovery made Little Zhao beam with joy, as their pillar was back.

 

“Big sis, it’s great you woke up, otherwise we really wouldn’t know what to do next.
There’s someone in the bar who wants to see you.” Little Zhao said.

 

“Who?”

 

“It’s…… it’s your father, West Union Society’s Chairman Situ, he even brought several West Union Society’s heads, saying that he wants to visit you, big sis.” Explained Little Zhao.

 

There was a faint glint in Rose’s eyes.
She then glanced at Yang Chen and saw that he wore an indifferent expression, so Rose nodded and answered, “Little Zhao, you may go out to entertain them first, make sure our brothers do not carelessly make a move and make sure they don’t start a dispute.
I’ll first take a shower before coming out.”

 

“Sure thing, big sis……’’ Little Zhao hesitated for a second, then decided to ask in concern, “However, big sis, are you really alright?”

 

“You’ll know in a moment.”

 

Once Little Zhao left, Rose bashfully looked at Yang Chen, “Hubby you can leave first, I want to shower.”

 

“I will help you keep watch.” Yang Chen earnestly answered.

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Rose rolled her eyes at him, seemingly immune to Yang Chen’s roguish style.

 

Realizing that he won’t get to taste anything sweet, he could only walk out of the room grudgingly, towards the bar’s lounge.

 

Once he entered the lounge, he felt that the oppressive atmosphere that made it hard to breathe.
At this time, there were quite a number of people sitting around in the bar.
There was a large gathering with at least twenty or thirty people on each side, and they all had malicious or evil smiles as they looked at one another.

 

On one side of the bar was Little Zhao and several youngsters who were major figures of the Red Thorns Society.
The Red Thorns Society had not been established for long, so although it has been rapidly developing, it was formed with youngsters as the majority.
This is also why they confronted the people of West Union Society so bravely and fiercely, however they lacked experience and shrewdness.

 

On the other side were the people of West Union Society, headed by Rose’s father, Situ Mingze.

 

Rose’s facial features did not resemble Situ Mingze’s, but Situ Mingze had average looks, wore a white floral shirt and a silver Rolex limited edition watch, looking just like any other middle-aged high level senior executive in the city.
He didn’t seem to possess the charisma of an underworld boss at all.

 

At this moment, Situ Mingze sat on a black sofa with his legs crossed.
He held a clay teapot in his hand and sipped on tea, appearing as relaxed as one could be.

 

Sitting in front of Situ Mingze were several men in various kinds of clothing who looked like big shots.
What made Yang Chen surprised was that the familiar Zhang Hu sat by Situ Mingze’s side as well, and when he saw Yang Chen walk out, he didn’t react all, as if he didn’t recognize Yang Chen.

 

The subordinates of both sides stared daggers at each other, but the big shots of West Union Society seemed carefree and relaxed as they just quietly chatted amongst themselves.
They didn’t seem to take things seriously at all.
It was clear that there was a large disparity between the West Union Society’s leaders who had accumulated vast experience and these ‘little children’ of the Red Thorns Society.

 

Yang Chen had only seen Situ Mingze in pictures before, this was his first time meeting him in person.
On that note, this man who took good care of his health was his ‘father-in-law’ as well, it was a pity that Rose had already fallen out with him so Yang Chen didn’t need to put in effort to be a good ‘son-in-law’.

 

“Little Zhao, why are you just sitting there and staring? Come here come here, make me a glass of Bloody Mary.” Yang Chen curled his finger at Little Zhao who looked like a leopard ready to pounce.
He couldn’t care less about comparing loftiness with that bunch of people, he’d rather have a drink while waiting for Rose.

 

Although Little Zhao felt a little awkward in this situation, he didn’t dare ignore Yang Chen’s call, so he immediately got up from his seat and prepared a drink for Yang Chen with a smile.

 

This scene made everybody who was tensed up inside the lounge look at Yang Chen with weird gazes.

 

One of the leaders of West Union Society with a smoking pipe in his mouth raised his eyebrow.
He had a thin face and looked to be the youngest among them.
The man then took out the smoking pipe and pointed it at Yang Chen, asking with a smile, “Brat, you’re the pretty boy that slut is keeping?”