Chapter 64

Name:CEO's Secret Wife Author:lan guo er
"Mrs. Shen, next bowl of noodles..."

Followed by Ye Ziqing's voice; "President Shen is rich and powerful. Can't afford a meal outside, or what?"

"Mrs. Shen's noodles are more in line with my pocket. They are light and fresh..."

"I'm not your Mr. Shen's personal chef. If you want to eat, you can pay first and then cook."

Shen shaoting leaned lazily on the sofa and said to her; "Not all the bank cards have been handed over to Mrs. Shen?"

Hearing the speech, ye Ziqing's body and look were slightly stiff, but there was no language.

This sentence made her think of the phone call and his words at that time.

"Mr. Shen's card is too amazing. I can't use it. I'll give it to you later. Besides, I have money and salary. There's no need to use president Shen's card."

She said it lightly, but it was the truth and the truth.

In an instant, Shen shaoting's eyebrows wrinkled, his eyes became gloomy, looked at her deeply, and spit out a few words from his thin lips; "Take it..."

"I don't know how much money there is on President Shen's card. If I lose it at that time, I'm afraid I can't sell it, so I still like to be at ease."

To be honest, he can never use his money. He has to worry about it in his hand. Why?

Shen shaoting's eyes became darker and darker, and even his voice became low and cold; "I always like others to worry..."

"Mr. Shen, you can't be so careful. Let me live a comfortable life for two days, can you?"

Why is this man like this? She returns the card to him instead of asking him for it. How does he look like this?

Finally, Shen shaoting's handsome eyebrows tightened, and a pair of quenched black eyes stared at her; "As Mrs. Shen, I don't spend Mr. Shen's money. Tell me, whose money do you want to spend?"

"I don't have to spend anyone's money. I have a salary and can support myself. That's enough." Ye Ziqing smiled brightly; "Besides, I always feel uncomfortable spending other people's money."

"Hum..." thin lips spilled a cold hum. Shen shaoting got up and walked to the bathroom. Obviously, he didn't want to talk about this topic with her anymore.

Ye Ziqing shrugged her shoulders and disagreed. She still did it by herself.

Although she said that, she went downstairs to the kitchen and planned to give him a bowl of noodles.

The taste of drinking wine for a day is really bad. If there is nothing at the bottom, the stomach will churn badly and it is difficult to sleep.

The sound of footsteps from far to near came into her ears. Shen Yuqing turned quickly, unscrewed the door of the next room and dodged in.

When the footsteps gradually left, she carefully pushed open the door, came out, gasped and returned to her room.

Their conversation echoed in their mind word by word. Shen Yuqing was not sleepy. She sat by the window and looked at the night outside the window.

People are husband and wife, so it's natural to share bank cards.

However, as soon as I saw his attitude towards Ye Ziqing, I thought of his attitude towards her in the living room

Shen Yuqing gasped one after another, unable to calm down.

His attitude towards them was too obvious and too huge for her to accept.

In the past, these were clearly what they wanted, but at this moment, they were completely overthrown.

There is a voice in her heart clearly telling her that what she wants is not like this

While her thoughts were still wandering, a mobile phone ring suddenly broke the silence, and she regained her consciousness.

Pick up the phone, the dark blue screen is flashing, with three words displayed on it, Shangguan cloud.

Shen Yuqing picked up her mobile phone with some unspeakable impatience in her heart; "Hello."

"Baby, did you sleep?" the magnetic voice could be described as gentle as water.

Her face changed and she opened her mouth; "Can you remove the first two words? I'm very uncomfortable."

"No problem. Do you have anything you want? Rings, cars, poems and paintings?"

The mood was not very good, and Shen Yuqing's gentle look became a little heavy; "What's the matter with you?"

"December 27 is not your birthday. What kind of birthday gift do you want? Make a wish. I will meet you instead of Santa Claus. Say it..."

Hearing the speech, Shen Yuqing was a little stunned. Unexpectedly, her birthday came so soon.

Recalling her attitude, Mrs. Fang felt guilty and sorry, and her voice softened.

"Sorry, I'm in a bad mood. Also, I don't need any birthday gifts. Take care of yourself in the United States..."

Shangguanyun's voice came again through his mobile phone; "Why are you in a bad mood?"

"It's just some trivial things that don't matter and are not worth mentioning. I'm a little sleepy today, and some want to rest..."

"Yuqing, how about I give you a grand wedding on that day? You can become a princess in a fairy tale and gain everyone's admiration and admiration. Also, where do you want the wedding to be held, the United States or s city?"

"Yun, I'm really tired and want to sleep. It's ten o'clock in the evening in China."

She secretly reminded him that it was late and it was time to rest.

"Well, since you are tired, take a rest. I hope you can have a dream. Good night..."

"Good night..."

The phone hung up, but the irritability in her heart did not disappear, but became more and more intense, making it difficult for her to sleep.



Maybe because of pregnancy, I can sleep more and more during this period. It can be said that I am very sleepy.

If there was a little movement before, she would wake up.

But now, when he got up to go to the company in the morning, she just opened her eyes a little, and then slept without knowing anything.

When I woke up from another sleep, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

At this time, I must have had breakfast. Ye Ziqing stretched, washed her face, changed her clothes and planned to go out to eat.

He went downstairs with his bag, but saw Su LAN and Shen Yuqing sitting in the living room.

It is obviously unreasonable not to say hello. Ye Ziqing pulls the corners of her mouth; "Mom, aunt."

Su LAN looked over; "Wake up?"

Stretch out her hand and fasten the hair scattered on her cheeks behind her ears. Ye Ziqing coughed a little unnaturally; "I overslept today."

Hearing the speech, Su Lan's delicate face rose and smiled; "Pregnant, sleepiness is also normal. Did you sleep enough?"

Such Su LAN really makes Ye Ziqing feel creepy. When can she return to normal?

A smile, she said; "Enough sleep."

"When I just had breakfast, I heard you were still sleeping, so I didn't ask the servant to call you and let you sleep a little longer. Now I wake up. Do you have anything to eat?"

"No, I'm not very hungry."

Su LAN raised her willow eyebrows; "How can that be done? I've been sleeping until ten o'clock. If I don't eat, I'll tell my mother what to eat and let my mother make it in the kitchen."

It's true that she's hungry. The cooing voice has even come out of her stomach. Since she's already like this, why should she refuse again?

Blinked, ye Ziqing thought for a moment, and then spit out a few words; "White porridge, egg cake."

Su Lan's eyebrows rose again and asked the kitchen to do it.

Shen Yuqing, who had not spoken for a long time, stood up from the sofa, glanced at Su LAN, and then walked to the room.

"Yuqing, don't you want some?"

Su Lan's voice came from behind. Shen Yuqing only felt funny. She didn't look back, but said faintly; "No, sister-in-law, I'm not hungry."

Therefore, only Ye Ziqing and Su LAN were left in the living room.

Ye Ziqing eats. Su LAN looks. She thinks it's not eating at all, but being punished.

Midway, Shen Yuqing changed her clothes and went downstairs with a faint greeting; "Sister in law, I'll go out."

"Your health is not good yet. Do you need a driver to see you off?"

"It's all right. I've booked a taxi in advance."

Between words, she has stepped out of the living room and the Shen house.

Through the window, ye Ziqing clearly saw a taxi outside Shen's house.

Su LAN naturally also saw it. There was a cold hum between her nose. It was very light. If she didn't listen carefully, she couldn't hear it at all.

However, ye Ziqing heard it clearly. She felt that there seemed to be some contradictions between them, but she couldn't guess the root of the contradiction.

Sitting in the taxi, Shen Yuqing's face moved slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke to the driver; "Go to Shen group..."

"Shen group, ok..."

Subsequently, Su Lan's attitude towards her changed. She was not so warm and warm as before. She was booing cold and warm, but became neither hot nor cold. She was very casual and seemed to ignore her.

With a light cough, ye Ziqing felt that her face was like a weather forecast. It was sunny one second, but it turned cloudy the next. It might rain when

However, habit is good. Besides, she doesn't care what kind of attitude she has.

Moreover, compared with the person who stabbed you in the back, people with exposed emotions are occasionally a good thing.

Because her dislike was written directly on her face.

She likes to deal with such people. It's simple and convenient. She won't waste their efforts.

After breakfast, ye Ziqing didn't let the servant do it. Instead, she took the dishes to the kitchen and washed them by herself. Then she left Shen's house and went home.

The taxi stopped in front of Shen's group, took money out of his wallet, Shen Yuqing handed it to the driver, and then got off.

At this time, it was working time, and the employees in the company came and went, looking very busy.

She pushed open the transparent glass revolving door and went in. She went to the front desk and handed an invitation to the front desk lady; "Please hand it over to President Shen."

"Miss?"

"Shen Yuqing, his aunt, please."

She didn't stop any longer and turned away.

The receptionist stared at her back and was a little stunned. President Shen's aunt was really young and had a great temperament!

However, since she is president Shen's aunt, why not give it to President Shen in person and ask her to hand it over?

That's strange enough!

The receptionist frowned and asked the staff to send the invitation.