Chapter 47 Chapter 47 Oh, a beautiful girl hidden in a golden house? ...

"Master, do you need to call Miss Wen for breakfast?"

Sui Yi put down the spoon and said, "No need. It's almost dawn when we get back. She should get more sleep."

He raised his hand, and Uncle Yu immediately understood and took out the special apron and handed it to him.

After washing his hands, Mr. Sui walked into the kitchen and practiced frying eggs slowly as usual.

It’s not that he has no talent and can’t learn it after so long, but Mr. Sui is a little too strict with himself. The shape of the heart must be neat and tidy, and he won’t leave any mistakes.

Until he put the most beautiful one on a plate, changed his apron, and brought it into the master bedroom himself.

"It's almost eleven. You need to get up and look at the team's plan." Sui Yi carefully placed it on the edge of the table and gently pulled the nearly squashed fox doll out of the quilt. Using his usual tactics of coercion and inducement, he said, "Didn't you say you wanted a simple fried egg? The kitchen made it today."

Wen Qingyang rolled over a few times and slid out from under the quilt. He put his arms on the edge of the bed and squinted for two minutes before sitting up, rubbing his eyes.

"Did you tell Uncle Yu to remember this?"

She fell dizzily into the man's arms again, her chin rubbing against the softest and most elastic part.

Sui Yi just held her shoulders to prevent her from falling, and she had no power to resist.

"Um."

Wen Qingyang became a little more sober. He didn't hesitate to give praise while going to the bathroom to wash up quickly, not wanting to waste time.

Sui Yi suddenly felt that the way the two of them got along was very similar to that of an old couple in a TV drama, and her heart sweetened.

He silently picked up the cardigan she had thrown on the back of the chair when she came back last night, intending to fold it and let Uncle Zou take it to wash, but he caught a glimpse of two slightly darker spots on the cuffs, shaped like fingerprints. He didn't know where the stains came from.

But at what angle would such a mark be left?

"What are you doing standing there?" A pair of hands came from behind and touched his waist and abdomen hard several times.

As Wen Qingyang moved, he was reminded of the dimples on his waist that he had caught a glimpse of yesterday. The two small ones were particularly conspicuous. Perhaps they were the finger locators mentioned on the Internet?

Compared with Mr. Sui's figure, Fang Mu's waist must not be so tough but softer. He is also thin but the contrast between his shoulders and waist is not as obvious as Mr. Sui's. He is recognized as a young man who is easy to marry.

However, she still felt that she might not be as good as Mr. Sui in playing.

She smiled broadly, not revealing any emotion at all. She turned her boyfriend's cheek and kissed him: "Every time I say something casually, you remember it in your heart. We are good boys, although we are cold and talk little, but we really love me!"

Sui Yi wanted to hold her hand, but she had already floated away and sat down at the round dining table to eat her "lunch".

"Is it delicious?" He said with a hint of anticipation.

"What else can you make with eggs?" Wen Qingyang was puzzled. Thinking of the expensive ingredients on the shopping list, he carefully reviewed them in his mind. "Although it's a simple breakfast, it tastes better than anything I've had before, and it's also rich in nutrition."

Sui Yi pursed his lips: "That's good."

He lowered his eyes to hide his joy, and looked through the schedule for next week that Special Assistant Wei had just sent him. He specifically instructed: "The decision to promote you to Deputy Minister has been submitted, and it is expected to be approved next week."

"I got promoted very quickly." Wen Qingyang sighed.

"It's not surprising that you have outstanding abilities and the added bonus of character."

It's worth noting that after the public security authorities commended them for their bravery, Sui Group quickly approved Sui Yi's application for a commendation ceremony, honoring the two outstanding employees. The ceremony was attended by all senior executives from headquarters, including Chairman Sui, and also by numerous news media outlets.

Wen Qingyang thought to himself, no wonder he sits in a high position.

Such a grand move, through the mouths of countless people, affirmed the employees' righteous deeds and the company's encouragement. It not only created a corporate image of never tolerating smokers, but also added value to future recruitment, saved a lot of advertising costs, and reduced adverse effects.

Who still remembers that the smoker was also a former Sui employee?

Having said that, she was still very happy in her heart. She specifically asked Xiao Sui for a bunch of photos to send to her mom and dad, thinking how proud they would be when they knew.

At that time, Sui Yi had been standing behind her, with a cold expression on the surface, but her was the only one in his heart and eyes.

Like a shadow illuminated by the light of a brave woman, she is uncontrollably willing to devote herself.

"As the saying goes, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder." Across the round table, Wen Qingyang poked his lips with his fingertips, "My dear, I hope you always see me with such a thick filter."

Sui Yi didn't think so.

He thought that Qu Rending was the one who looked at his wife Fu Mingzhi through a filter, while he was just wearing glasses and could always see clearly.

"Besides handling the solution, do you have any other work today?"

Wen Qingyang chewed slowly, always remembering something else. She frowned and thought for a moment, "Hmm, I almost forgot. Song'er is going to accompany me to transfer the ownership of the house I bought for my parents."

"Are you buying it for your parents? Why didn't you tell me? Have you picked a location?" Sui Yi spoke anxiously.

Wen Qingyang patted his wrist gently and soothed him, "Why bother Mr. Sui, who is so busy with his affairs, with such a small matter? Besides, how can I tell you about it? It will seem like I have bad intentions and want you to pay for it!"

"Since it's for your parents, can't I pay for it?" His brows were still furrowed and he adjusted his glasses.

Wen Qingyang reached out and gently smoothed his brows.

"My dear, I know you are an independent man with a lot of money."

"But I admit that I am a bit of a feminist. I respect you, and I need you to respect my self-esteem. The money you transfer to me usually represents the deep affection between us, so I don't mind it."

"But where we are, if a woman uses her fiancé's money to buy a house, she'll be laughed at! I want to buy a house for my parents. It's my filial piety. You can't just refuse to help me, right?"

"My dear, I like you, not money. Don't you believe it?"

Of course not.

The most essential reason for doing this is that it is less likely to cause disputes if the real estate is not purchased through a second person.

Anyway, she has money whenever she wants to spend it!

Even though Wen Qingyang is not a professional lawyer, he can still learn something from his friends.

She still needs to be careful with the Celestial Dragons.

Sui Yi was stunned for a moment, and lowered his head to fiddle with his phone.

Within a few seconds, Wen Qingyang received a text message from the bank, and a considerable amount of money was quickly added to his account.

"Then don't refuse this." Sui Yi said as he looked away.

It was hard for him not to fall a little more in love with her every day.

There are many feminist women and many independent men, but these two types of people often cannot live in harmony.

But while she doted on him, she would not erase his subjectivity or force him to return home to be supported by her. Instead, she supported his career. Although she came from a poor family, she never sought money and was even willing to work with him.

With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

…

Wen Qingyang really didn't expect that he was easily moved by these words. How much does he trust himself?

Xiao Wen slowly suppressed the complicated feelings that suddenly arose in his heart, and forced himself to secretly complain: You see, a half-awake man is the most delicious.

"Hey, sweetheart, do you want to go out on a date with me?" She hooked her boyfriend's pinky finger and shook it gently. Without mentioning the money, she coaxed him softly, "But I've been really busy with all sorts of things lately. When we have some free time, let's go on vacation to that island of yours, okay?"

She had already caught Sui Yi's anticipation when he first asked the question, so she responded at the right time.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Sui calmed himself down: "I understand, just go and get busy."

How can a qualified man hinder his ambitious girlfriend?

He is not one of those guys who clings to his girlfriend all day and can't live without her.

He is a very sober professional man and will not cause trouble to his girlfriend.

He understands what it means to be virtuous.

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"Sister, is this enough for me to do the job?"

Wen Qingyang put the transfer contract into his bag and said politely, "Song Lu, is there any day that he can't do it? He drank too much yesterday and stayed at the club, but he still got up and stayed with me today. How kind!"

Song Weirui raised her face, smiled and put her arm around her shoulders: "Last time I went to your villa to experience the life of the rich, I left two shirts behind and planned to go pick them up. It just so happens that you haven't ridden in my beloved car yet, so I'll take you for a ride."

Wen Qingyang knew that she had picked up a new car last week.

——It would be hard for anyone not to know if they saw photos of her accidentally exposing the car body on her WeChat Moments for five consecutive days.

It’s not a luxury car, just an ordinary means of transportation, but for a trainee lawyer who has been working for less than a year, it is already quite capable.

"I say, you've been having a really good time lately." Wen Qingyang buckled his seatbelt with one hand. "You're a far cry from the busy cows and horses you were before the New Year."

"Hey, I was just about to tell you that Sister Qian came back from vacation a while ago. She understands how hard I've been working and told me to give her less work so I can rest for a while."

Song Weirui looked ahead and sighed, "I have to work under a woman. Old male leaders are not human beings!"

"What? You mean... Chen Shengnu? Is that the male lawyer's name?"

She nodded slightly. "Yeah, a mean old bachelor. He's jealous of younger men and flatters superior women. But whenever he achieves something, he feels great ordering the women around, as if he's ascended to become a woman."

"Although he hasn't done anything extremely evil, but, like a toad lying on your feet—" She curled her lips, "Even if he doesn't bite, he's disgusting!"

After listening to her complaining all the way, when they stopped outside Nanshan Villa, Wen Qingyang couldn't help laughing and tried to persuade her.

"I think his future is much bleaker than yours. We won't have much contact with him in the future anyway, so if you think about him even once, you'll be at a loss."

Wen Qingyang lightly pressed the combination lock.

With a "beep", the door slowly opened.

"Qingyang? Are you home?"

When Fang Mu heard the sound, he immediately stood up from the sofa and ran to the door.

People don't come here often, so the villa is cleaned at a fixed time every day. But now it is empty and only Fang Mu is here.

He was wearing casual pajamas and was obviously not in a guest state. He looked at Wen Qingyang with affection in his eyes, but was a little surprised when he saw Song Weirui.

Song Weirui leaned against the door frame, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows at his sisters: Oh, a beautiful girl hidden in a golden house?

She turned around again and smiled at Fang Mu, her eyes teasing. "Don't worry. I'm just here to pick up the clothes I left in the guest room upstairs. I'll be leaving soon."

"It certainly won't prevent you old classmates from catching up."