"Wife, did you miss me, hmm?" The big bad wolf, holding his wife in his arms, was finally satisfied.

"No." Jing stubbornly denied it, still angry with Jun Chen, and couldn't forgive him so easily.

"But I miss you so much." Junchen nestled his head against Beijing's neck, the familiar minty scent relaxing his body.

"Hmph, I don't believe it. Second Master Jun is very busy with work, how could I dare let you think about it?"

Bei Jing's delicate and pretty face furrowed slightly, revealing her dissatisfaction and slight mood.

"Honey, don't be angry anymore. I was drinking with your brother at the time, so I couldn't keep looking at my phone."

Junchen held his wife in his arms and patiently coaxed her.

Drinking with her older brother, no wonder she said Junchen had a faint smell of alcohol on him.

"What about my brother?"

"I'm drunk, I'm resting at Nie Sinian's house." He and Beifeng met at Nie Sinian's house for drinks and talked a lot.

Thinking of this, Junchen tightened his grip on Beijing's arms even more.

"What did my brother... say to you?" Bei Jing casually played with Jun Chen's fingers.

The hands were well-defined, with neatly trimmed nails, fair skin, and very beautiful.

"He told me to take good care of you." Junchen held the little girl's hand in return, their fingers intertwined.

The last words Beifeng uttered when he fell asleep drunk still echoed in his mind.

"Junchen, take good care of my precious Jingjing, or don't blame me for fighting you to the death!"

Her thin lips curved upwards, and her smooth forehead rested on the top of the little girl's head.

“You have a wonderful older brother.” Bei Feng’s affection for Bei Jing came from the bottom of his heart.

"That's right, my brother is the person who loves me the most in the world! He's the best brother in the world!"

When talking about his older brother, Bei Jing's tone was a little proud.

Jun Chen chuckled indulgently, his deep voice speaking gently, "Now there's one more."

"What?" Bei Jing tilted his head, not understanding.

"Smack."

A man took the opportunity to kiss his wife on the lips.

His dark brown eyes were filled with doting love: "There's one more person who loves you."

Bei Jing (????ω????) "Hmm."

As night deepened, the two embraced and fell asleep.

When Bei Jing woke up the next day, Jun Chen was no longer by her side.

I opened my phone and saw an unread message on WeChat: "Good morning, honey. I'm leaving now, or the wind will find out when it gets back. Love you. Remember to eat breakfast, sweetie."

A sweet smile appeared on her delicate and beautiful face as she smiled, "Jun Chen, you big idiot."

I tapped the screen a few times: [Good morning.]

Looking at the time, Bei Jing figured Jun Chen should already be at work. He put down his phone, got up, and went to wash up.

In the huge conference hall of the Junshi Group.

The phone on the table vibrated. Junchen glanced at the message that popped up.

The icy coldness on her originally aloof face melted away, replaced by a touch of warmth, and even her thin lips curved slightly upwards.

The managers looked on incredulously, and several rubbed their eyes, wondering if they were still half asleep.

Otherwise, why would the CEO, who always has a cold and expressionless face, smile...?

He laughed... he did laugh, right?

If I'm not mistaken, it was still a gentle smile...

The executives desperately suppressed their curiosity: Who was it? Who sent the message to the president?

What did I post that made the CEO, who always has a blank expression, smile?

Gentleness... can make the CEO gentle...

The CEO's wife!

It must have been a message from the president's wife!

Wow, a CEO in love is so much more approachable.