I think this person is Miss Lin, no, it should be Mrs. Wen.

Zhou Yuchen immediately stood up and called out respectfully, "Miss Lin."

"The breakfast at your house is so good. I enjoyed it very much."

The beauty smiled, and in an instant it was as if the stars were spreading and everything returned to its place.

"You're welcome, Sister Zhou. I'll need your care for the rest of the time."

"No way, even without me, you can still make a living in the industry on your own."

Zhou Yuchen said this not to flatter, but because Lin Yitang's identity was too special. Not only his identity, but also he had such an amazing face. His appearance was one thing, but what was even more formidable was his demeanor. He was independent and detached from the world, comfortable and leisurely, and he had a lot of energy.

There is no shortage of beauties among those exposed to the public, but they lack this kind of unrestrained and leisurely temperament. Just one look at her and you can tell that she seems to have no worries at all.

People's own lives are hard enough, so they will highly admire such people.

There were footsteps again in the stairwell. Zhou Yuchen subconsciously looked back, slowly opened his eyes, and froze in place.

If it’s not his own boss, then who else would show up?

Could it be that the boss and Miss Lin live together?

What kind of relationship allows them to live together?

It can’t be—

An absurd answer gradually emerged in Zhou Yuchen's mind, but this answer was the most convincing.

Madam Wen, Madam Wen, the meaning of these three words is so obvious, why didn’t I think of it?

She watched Lin Yitang walk towards the boss, and then the boss softened his brows, gently touched her face, and then walked over again.

The two of them were not holding each other, but just walking side by side, but it gave people a feeling of intimacy and no one was allowed to interfere.

No matter how reserved and calm Zhou Yuchen was, he now had to exert great effort to restrain his desire to take out his phone and share it with others.

"Good morning, President Wen."

When Wen Zeli passed by her, Zhou Yuchen quickly bent down, with a respectful and humble attitude.

She thought she would only get a faint response, but Wen Zeli stood in front of her and asked, "What time do you leave?"

Under his gaze, Zhou Yuchen wanted to say "immediately" but silently swallowed the words, "Ten o'clock at the latest."

Afraid that Wen Zeli would be dissatisfied, he added another reason, "The flight is scheduled for 12 o'clock. Today is Sunday, and I'm afraid of traffic jams on the road."

Wen Zeli looked at Lin Yitang, "Have you finished eating? Don't worry."

"If I wait any longer, I'll be late."

Lin Yitang looked at him helplessly, "How can you be late on the first day?"

Wen Zeli sat down and peeled an egg for her. Without even looking up, he said, "You won't be late. We'll have someone fly you there."

Even though Lin Yitong already had an understanding of the Wen family's financial resources, she was still amazed at Wen Zeli's "inhumane" generosity. This man was constantly refreshing her understanding of wealthy families through details.

But - why not take a plane when there is one?

Lin Yitang took the egg. The faint fishy smell made her frown slightly, but she still ate it. "Okay, then we won't rush."

Zhou Yuchen didn't say a word the whole time. As a small agent, it was really not convenient for her to interrupt the decision made by the boss and the lady boss.

but--

What exactly is a private jet like?

A secret expectation gradually arose in Zhou Yuchen's heart.

But in the end, they didn't get to take the private plane because they could make it in time, and Lin Yitong didn't want to go through the trouble of refunding the ticket, thinking it would be better to keep a low profile.

Lin Yitang went to work, and the originally lively and warm house suddenly became empty.

Wen Hangxing felt bored, so he wolfed down a few bites and went out to school.

Wen Zeli sneered at his back. The man who had skipped classes and refused to listen despite being urged to go to school several times actually went to class on his own initiative this time. It seemed that the departure of that person from home had some positive effects besides a lot of negative effects.

Next time he gets tired of studying, just arrange a honeymoon for the couple. Anyway, he hasn’t been satisfied with this conspicuous bag for a long time.

Wen Hangxing didn't know that his father had such thoughts. If he knew, he would definitely make a big fuss again.

Wen Zeli did not go to work today and postponed all his work plans to the afternoon, just to see who Han Fu was and how he dared to set his sights on his wife.

Han Fu brought gifts into the Wen family. As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Wen Zeli sitting in the main seat and drinking tea. His eyes flashed, and there was a bit more scrutiny and examination in his eyes.

Wen Zeli didn't move at all, just focused on his own movements without even glancing at the guests.

Han Fu took the initiative to greet him, "Mr. Wen, nice to meet you."

Wen Zeli looked as if he had just seen the person standing in front of him, and said to him gently, "Mr. Han, long time no see."

His perfunctory attitude made Han Fu feel even more confused. If he remembered correctly, this was the first time he and Mr. Wen had met, and they had no previous grudges. Why did this man treat him like this...

Han Fu had seen a lot of ups and downs after all, so he had no reaction to Wen Zeli's cold violence, but his assistant couldn't control his temper.

"What's with that attitude?!"

The assistant yelled at Wen Zeli, "Show some respect to our President Han."

Han Fu shook his head at him, and the assistant retreated unwillingly.

"Boss Wen, please forgive my assistant for being ignorant."

Wen Zeli smiled and said, "It's okay. It's normal for young people to lose their temper. Mr. Xie, go back and give them some more guidance."

The assistant showed an unconvinced expression, but did not dare to say anything more.

The greetings ended here. Han Fu looked around and asked, "Boss Wen, is Miss Lin here?"

Wen Zeli remained calm, "Boss Han, do you want to talk to my wife about something?"

He emphasized the pronunciation of the words "my wife" to declare his sovereignty.

"My nephew offended Miss Lin before. I heard that Miss Lin was frightened, so I came here to apologize."

Han Fu turned a deaf ear to his warning and said calmly, "As an uncle, I should naturally provide Miss Lin with some protection."

Wen Zeli narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him. He didn't bother to argue with him and said directly, "Mr. Han, she and I are already married. Is your address to her inappropriate?"

Han Fu seemed to understand suddenly, "This...it's just that President Wen didn't seem to hold a wedding for Miss Lin, so I just found out about this."

Wen Zeli looked at him silently, then suddenly smiled. "Mr. Han is very busy, so it's normal that he doesn't know. My wife and I have a good relationship, and the delay is due to my own considerations. Thank you for your attention, Mr. Han. We will invite you to our wedding."

Han Fu smiled wryly, "That's great."

But I was complaining in my heart, this old fox is really capable!