Chapter 393: Chapter 393: Ganging Up on Me
Driving away from home, Yang Chen noticed the fuel indicator light on his BMW was on. He pulled into a nearby gas station to fill up. As he paid the attendant, he suddenly realized that everything he was using—the money, the car, the house he left from—belonged to Lin Ruoxi.
When he had initially married this woman reluctantly, it was because of a contract. He thought of himself as just an employee and didn't give it much thought. But now, as he planned to walk the future path with her, using her things seemed inappropriate.
It wasn't about pride; Yang Chen didn't care about being called a freeloader. He was thick-skinned enough to ignore such comments. But what about Lin Ruoxi? She had always hoped for him to succeed, perhaps because she felt he wasn't living up to his potential.
Recently, since he had shown more of his true self, Lin Ruoxi had stopped urging him to work hard. However, if others knew about their relationship, they might have opinions. Realizing he had been "kept" all along, Yang Chen couldn't help but laugh at himself. Although he hadn't done it intentionally, he was indeed using Lin Ruoxi's resources while often making her angry, which wasn't fair to her.
Maybe he should discuss with that old guy Ron about finding a few nice things to cheer up his wife? Yang Chen pondered this while driving, but the more he thought about it, the more he realized material gifts wouldn't mean much. Lin Ruoxi wasn't short on money; although not among the world's top billionaires, she had enough to last several lifetimes.
Rather than giving her rare and peculiar treasures, which had little practical use, it would be better to do things that would ease her mind. For instance, achieving some success at work or ensuring he didn't stay out all night without a call.
With these thoughts swirling in his head, Yang Chen, feeling guilty, drove to the Yu Lei headquarters. Being the eve of the Chinese New Year, the building was mostly empty, with only a few people on duty. Yang Chen made his way to the top floor without encountering anyone familiar.
He reached Lin Ruoxi's office and knocked on the door but got no response. "Hey, President Lin, it's Yang Chen. Open up," he called out with a smile. There was still no response.
Frowning, Yang Chen was about to open the door when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned to see a man and a woman walking towards him, chatting and laughing. The woman was Lin Ruoxi's assistant, Wu Yue, whom Yang Chen jokingly called "Airport." The man looked familiar, though Yang Chen couldn't recall where he'd seen him. The man appeared to be in his mid-thirties, handsome and scholarly, without any off-putting air.
"What are you doing here?" Wu Yue asked, looking at Yang Chen warily, as if he were a thief.
Yang Chen felt frustrated. "If you can be here, why can't I?"
"Hmph, sneaking around like this. I thought being appointed director would make you somewhat dignified, but you're still the same annoying thug," Wu Yue said disdainfully.
"Yue, who is this?" the scholarly man asked curiously, glancing at Yang Chen before kindly inquiring with Wu Yue.
Wu Yue, who usually acted like a tomboy, blushed unexpectedly, a rare sight that almost left Yang Chen stunned. Nêww chapters will be fully updated at novelhall.com
"This is the new director of the entertainment company, Yang Chen. He's not a good person," Wu Yue said softly.
The man was momentarily taken aback, then smiled warmly at Yang Chen. "Hello, I've heard about the two great generals under President Lin—Minister Mo and Director Lin. I've met Minister Mo several times, but this is the first time meeting the elusive Director Lin. Nice to meet you."
Yang Chen shook hands with him, frowning slightly. "You've said all these flattering words, but who are you?"
In the past, living abroad, he had never seen such crowded cities. Even in New York, it was rare to see such heavy traffic.
The Yuzong Tower parking lot wasn't too crowded, considering only a limited number of people could afford to shop there. Scanning the lot, he saw about a hundred luxury cars.
As Yang Chen found a parking spot and got out, he noticed a red Bentley parked a couple of spots away.
Wasn't that Lin Ruoxi's car? It seemed she hadn't left yet.
Yang Chen glanced around and was about to head to the elevator when he saw someone coming down—it was Lin Ruoxi, the person he was looking for.
Lin Ruoxi was still wearing the professional outfit she had worn when she left home in the morning. Her usually neat and beautiful hair was slightly disheveled, and there was a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead. Her exquisite face was flushed, indicating she had exerted herself considerably.
Moreover, she was carrying five or six large paper bags in her hands, likely having walked quite a distance with them.
As Lin Ruoxi stepped out of the elevator and headed back to her car, she suddenly noticed Yang Chen standing there with a mischievous smile, staring at her.
Yang Chen couldn't help but smile. The bags Lin Ruoxi was carrying were full of men's clothing from Givenchy, Versace, and Burberry. For most people, buying these would be a significant expense, but Lin Ruoxi casually carried them like grocery bags. Only someone like her, who treated luxury items as everyday goods, would grab several bags at once.
In the morning, Guo Xuehua had casually mentioned buying new clothes for the New Year, not expecting Lin Ruoxi to take it seriously and actually go shopping for him. This warmed Yang Chen's heart, and seeing Lin Ruoxi's flushed face made her look even more adorable.
Lin Ruoxi instantly tried to hide the bags behind her, but they were too many and too large to conceal. Embarrassed, she lowered her head and quickly walked back to her car.
"Why are you hiding? You're just buying clothes for me," Yang Chen said, smiling as he walked up to her.
Lin Ruoxi bit her lip, silently opening the car's trunk and stuffing the bags inside.
"I went to the office to find you, and Wu Yue said you were out on an inspection. I didn't expect my darling Ruoxi to be out shopping for her husband. Wow, I thought you were angry, but here you are, following Mom's suggestion to buy me clothes. How about a reward, like a hug?" Yang Chen joked.
Lin Ruoxi immediately moved aside, still slightly out of breath from carrying the bags, and gave Yang Chen a cold glare. "Try it, and you'll see."
Yang Chen froze, then awkwardly smiled. "No hug, no hug. I just wanted to thank you. Look at this—I eat your food, wear your clothes, live in your house, and now you even bought me New Year's clothes. I'm truly touched and want to do something for you."
Lin Ruoxi sneered, as if she had heard something amusing. "Touched? Thankful? I'd be grateful if you and your mother didn't gang up on me."