“Hold your tongue!” Ruoxi couldn’t stand it anymore as she slammed her hand down at the desk. She pouted and her lips formed an arc, this guy did not have any EQ, could it be that this is what all graduates of famous colleges in the US are like? Could it be that the Americans have a different way of looking at things?
Yang Chen tried his best to hold back his laughter, he had no idea why every time he sees the bashful look of his convenient wife, he feels so happy inside.
Like the creative concept written by a poet…… It is most of all the gentleness of bowing one’s head, that is like the lotus flower that the cool breeze cannot compete in shyness……
(TL:This was a poem written by Xu Zhimo, a famous poet and cousin of Jinyong)
Of course, Lin Ruoxi might look like a lotus flower, but she wasn’t that gentle. Her mature, city woman’s high self-esteem, along with that innocent childishness, was the most attractive thing about her.
Only after a while did Lin Ruoxi calm down. With a gaze full of ‘killing intent’ she said, “Yang Chen, while we are in the company, we must agree upon a three-point-law.”
(TL: 3 rules Yang Chen must follow.)
“Alright, as long as you don’t fire me, I’m fine with anything.” Said Yang Chen, as he didn’t want to argue with this girl.
“First, you’re not allowed to call me by those disgusting names, you must address me as Boss Lin or CEO just like the other employees. Second, you can’t just randomly waltz into my office, and in public, we must maintain a distance. Third, you can’t tell anyone in this company that we are married. Fourth…”