Without My Shirt
After an entire day of rest, Yang Chen went to his office the next morning.
However, on the way, Yang Chen could not help but grin like a fool.
When he went downstairs this morning, Lin Ruoxi was there to greet him with a very red face. Sheâd greeted him with a stiff âgood morningâ then forced a timid smile.
Yang Chen suddenly felt like a rich landlord from the ancient times who trained his wife to âgreetâ him every morning.
Upon arrival, Wang Jie and Zhao Teng were already waiting for his arrival. They sighed in relief when they saw Yang Chen finally coming to work. Although they were capable enough to deal with matters on their own, many decisions still required the approval of their director.
Yang Chen frowned when he saw the pile of documents. Without An Xinâs assistance, he could barely force himself to read all the documents that were before him. Fortunately, he didnât have to use his eyes to read every word. He used his divine sense to scan the documents. He only had to pretend to sweep his eyes across the documents.
He skimmed through the pile of documents like it was nothing.
After making corrections in a few important documents, Yang Chen asked, âHowâs Hui Linâs concert going?â
âDonât worry sir, Ms Hui Linâs reputation has made everything much easier for us. The staff at the stadiums have been very accommodating, especially the iconic Taipei Arena who canceled a contract just to have her perform there for a night. The concert which will be held at Zhonghai was pushed to next month though. Everything has been a little too packed at the moment. We are releasing a few English songs to penetrate the western markets, so everyoneâs quite busy,â said Wang Jie.
Yang Chen rubbed his forehead. He wasnât sure if Hui Lin could deal with the stress. Her body would be fine because she practised internal energy. What he was really worried about was her mental health. Perhaps he needed to give her a long overdue call.
Then, Yang Chen met a few guests from other companies to discuss problems regarding sponsorship. The much-anticipated FIFA World Cup was about to start this June. Yu Lei obviously would want a piece of the action too.
Too bad Yang Chen didnât have much passion for sports. He was only there to sign a few contracts.
To him, soccer was the same as a group of children playing a game. Wasnât it just a ball? He could easily kick the ball where ever it needed to go with no sweat.
At noon, his phone vibrated. It was from Lin Ruoxi.
After the couple napped in the sun together for an afternoon, they were closer than ever. Yang Chen was happy to pick up. âHoney, do you miss me? Do you want to nap on my chest again? If you do, Iâll be sure to take off my shirt this time.â
Lin Ruoxi turned red on the other end of the line. She knew he was laughing at her. While she was asleep, she drooled on his shirt. How embarrassing!
âIâI donât want to,â Lin Ruoxi explained hurriedly. âI want you to accompany me.â
Yang Chen stopped for a moment. âFor lunch?â
âMmm⊠Not just lunch. I want to go to the orphanage, but I need help with shifting stuff, soâŠâ
Yang Chen smacked his head. It was Childrenâs Day! As usual, Lin Ruoxi wanted to give presents to the kids.
Without wasting time, Yang Chen agreed. He ran to Yu Lei International, up the floors to Lin Ruoxiâs CEO office before knocking on the door.
Before he could turn the handle, a lady opened the door. Yang Chen was shocked.
âHongyan?â
The plump woman was wearing a tan chiffon dress, tied together with a black belt. Her hair was permed, her face powdered. It was Zhao Hongyan!
Yang Chen thought heâd never see her again after they parted at her house. Now she was here in Lin Ruoxiâs office!
Zhao Hongyan, holding a file, smiled and greeted him. âGood afternoon, Director Yang.â
âYouâŠâ Yang Chen hesitated, then continued, âAre you here to return the money?â
Zhao Hongyan didnât know what to say, but she finally laughed. âIâll return the money some day. I donât have that amount today.â
Lin Ruoxiâs voice rang out from the room, âHongyan is my new assistantâŠâ
Assistant?
Yang Chen smiled bitterly as he looked at Zhao Hongyanâs delight. Lin Ruoxi was brilliant. Sheâd once said she had to hire someone she trusted as her assistant. He didnât expect her to hire Zhao Hongyan.
âWhat about your familyâs rice ball shop? Is it still open?â asked Yang Chen curiously.
Zhao Hongyan turned to look at Lin Ruoxi, who was on her computer. When she was sure Lin Ruoxi wasnât upset, she nodded. âMm, Director Lin invested in our shop, so now weâve opened new branches in three different malls. Business is good and we are well-staffed. Our family is finally doing better too. Director Lin said Wu Yue married and had a child in the US, so sheâd hoped I could fill in as an assistant. Although I donât have much experience, Iâm happy to help in any way I can.â
Yang Chen didnât expect Lin Ruoxi to actually invest in their business. It seemed like this woman really loved her glutinous rice balls.
However, investing in a few small shops wasnât financially significant to Lin Ruoxi.
After some small talk, Zhao Hongyan had to leave to photocopy a few documents. When she left, Yang Chen couldnât help but turn to look at her. She had a curvy figure, and her hips swayed from side to side as she walked. When she was still working in public relations, he had remembered all the good times he had with this woman. Too bad he couldnât score the final touchdown. Now that they would be meeting often, he had to control himself.
Yang Chen had to admit he was a hopeless animal.
âHmmph.â
Lin Ruoxi huffed from inside. She saw him drooling over the woman.
Yang Chen quickly arranged his features, coughed, then walked to her desk. Grinning, he coaxed, âSweetie, youâre so kind. You treat your employees so well and I think women with kind hearts are the most beautiful in the world.â
Lin Ruoxi rolled her eyes. âOh? How about the time when I realized that Xue Minghe was using Wu Yue, but kept it from her?â
âUhh⊠Didnât it turn out alright in the end? It was true love after all,â Yang Chen choked.
Lin Ruoxi didnât want to talk about it either, she was only upset at Yang Chenâs fake compliment. She looked at her watch. It was almost time. She grabbed her packed bag, then Yang Chenâs arm. âLetâs go.â
Yang Chen gulped, then pointed at his arm. âAre we going to walk out like this? What if someone sees us?â
She smiled mischievously. âSo what? Would anyone say anything about a wife holding her husbandâs hand? Relax, Iâll fire anyone who breathes a word.â
âNo⊠Wait⊠I didnât mean that...â
âThen what?â Lin Ruoxi looked concerned. âYou donât want me near you? Are you still mad at me?â
He immediately shook his head. âDefinitely not!â
âThen letâs go! I know you actually like this a lot, no?â Lin Ruoxi could barely hide her delight.
He could only smile. Yang Chen understood that Lin Ruoxi knew their public displays of affection would spread to Mo Qianni and Liu Mingyu. At the same time, it was a warning to all the other pretty staff to stay away from himself.
Lo and behold, when Lin Ruoxi sweetly hugged his arm as they entered the elevator, the staff waiting with them all looked very uncomfortable. Some were admiring them, others surprised. Within a half hour, the entire building would know of this incident.
When they arrived at the garage, Lin Ruoxi immediately let go of his arm, glaring at Yang Chen. He was being sneaky, occasionally rubbing his shoulder against her chest. Lin Ruoxi almost made some inappropriate noises there. After all, it was a particularly sensitive area.
Yang Chen ignored her. Instead, he took a look around the carpark. When he couldnât see her Bentley, he asked, âHoney, whereâs your car?â
Lin Ruoxi decided not to be angry. She pouted her lips towards a corner. âThere.â
Yang Chenâs eyeballs almost fell out of his head.