When the first ray of dawn shone into Qiangwei's bedroom, Yang Cheng got out of bed energetically, put on his clothes, and prepared to leave.
The sleepy Qiangwei pouted in dissatisfaction. She didn't have the strength of a mafia boss at all. Instead, she was like an ordinary woman. She complained, "Yesterday, I told you not to do it in the water. I feel like my lower body is swollen."
Yang Cheng looked conflicted. "If you do it in the water, you will get swollen. Qiangwei baby, why don't you have any medical knowledge? What does swollen mean?"
"I don't care. You have no conscience." Qiangwei threw a pillow at Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng smiled embarrassedly. "It's okay. I'll practice more in the future. Practice makes perfect, right?"
Qiangwei spat and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Practice makes perfect? Nonsense. I really don't know how I fell for a hooligan like you."
The two teased for a while. Yang Cheng remembered to go home and change for work. So, he rubbed Qiangwei's plump butt a few times and left the bar in a hurry.
When he arrived at the Dragon Garden villa, it was breakfast time. Mother Wang, who was wearing an apron, was moving breakfast out of the kitchen. Seeing Yang Cheng come home, Mother Wang was stunned at first. Then, she asked with a concerned expression, "Young Master, where did you go last night? The young lady and I were worried. "
As soon as Mother Wang finished speaking, Lin Ruoxi, who was sitting at the table and drinking millet porridge, frowned and said coldly, "I wasn't worried."
Seeing his wife with a frosty face as if someone owed her money, Yang Cheng didn't care. He sat down and scooped a bowl of porridge for himself. He enjoyed it. The millet porridge was smooth and had a coriander taste.
"Mother Wang, how can the porridge you make be so delicious!"
Mother Wang said happily, "Young Master, drink more if you like it." Then, she went back to the kitchen.
After Yang Cheng drank a bowl of porridge in two big gulps, he wanted to get another bowl with the spoon. But before he could get the spoon, he saw Lin Ruoxi immediately move the big bowl of porridge to her side. She didn't want to give it to him.
Yang Cheng was annoyed and said with a bitter smile, "My dear Ruoxi, don't tell me you won't even give your husband a little porridge for breakfast."
"You've already had two mouthfuls. Also, you're not allowed to make such a disgusting sound." Lin Ruoxi put the bowl of porridge aside and lowered her head to continue sipping.
"It's just a small bowl of porridge …" Yang Chen mumbled. Suddenly, he thought of something. Smiling, he asked, "Ruoxi, are you mad at me? Are you jealous because I didn't come back last night?"
Lin Ruoxi didn't even raise her head as she said coldly, "You're not interested in those trivial matters of yours."
"Then why don't you give me porridge!" Yang Cheng was puzzled.
"Mother Wang made it for me. You can solve it yourself."
Yang Cheng hesitated. He felt that it was a bit unreasonable to forcibly take some porridge. But he remembered that he promised to bring breakfast for the women in the office, so he didn't make any more trouble. He went upstairs to change his clothes and was about to go out.
Mother Wang saw that Yang Cheng was about to leave. She asked curiously, "Young Master, why don't you eat more? There are a few steamed buns inside. "
"Oh, I have something to do in the morning. Let's eat outside." Yang Cheng looked at the big bowl of porridge with cilantro reluctantly. In the end, he still walked out.
Mother Wang sighed. She walked to Lin Ruoxi and said, "Young Miss, Young Master is a good person. You and your wife should live harmoniously. Don't target Young Master."
Lin Ruoxi stopped what she was doing and said, "Mother Wang, don't think too much. If he wants to go out to eat, then let him."
"Men always like to play a little when they are young. Miss, you should treat the son-in-law better. How can those women outside compare to you? When the time comes, the son-in-law won't stay home all night." Nurse Wang said earnestly.
Lin Ruoxi couldn't take it anymore. She stood up and put down her chopsticks. "Mother Wang, I'm full. I'm going to work."
Seeing that Lin Ruoxi didn't want to say more, Mother Wang knew that this stubborn Young Miss was getting impatient. She sighed and began to tidy up the things on the table.
The small incident in the morning didn't affect Yang Cheng's mood. Yang Cheng listened to the morning news. He drove all the way to the west district's vegetable market. He stopped there and ran to the original mutton skewer stall to buy all kinds of breakfast.
Those who had been hawkers were naturally familiar with the various breakfast stalls in the area. Many of them also had some friendship with Yang Cheng. When Yang Cheng arrived, they happily greeted him. Yang Cheng even gave them a few steamed buns after buying them.
Soon, Yang Cheng carried the big and small bags of breakfast back to the car. It was a pity that he didn't see Old Li's stall. He probably didn't know what happened last night.
Thinking of Old Li, Yang Cheng felt that he needed to remind Zhang Hu not to mistreat the hawkers here. After all, they had a good relationship with him in the past six months.
He arrived at Yu Lei International just in time not to be late. Yang Chen exited the elevator and entered the Public Relations Department's large office. Immediately, two pretty and pretty female colleagues came forward to welcome him. Cheerfully smiling, they said, "Big brother Yang, why did you take so long? We sisters are starving." Seems like Zhao Hongyan did indeed tell them about Yang Chen being in charge of buying breakfast.
Yang Cheng raised the two big bags of food in his hands. "There's a lot of food. I'll go buy it earlier next time."
While speaking, Yang Cheng walked to his desk. Because his desk was the only one with a simple layout, besides a computer, there wasn't anything else. It was suitable to put food.
In the office, more than ten young and attractive female employees immediately surrounded him. It was incomparably lively. Seeing Yang Cheng's dazzling array of steamed buns, scallion rolls, sliced bread, sesame seeds, fried cakes, fried dough sticks, fried cakes, and even fried dumplings and soup buns, they were all dumbfounded. Following that, each and every one of them revealed a look of worship as they looked at Yang Cheng.
"Yang Cheng, you're too amazing. How did you buy so much, and you didn't even bring anything of the same type!" Zhang Cai, who had a round face, grabbed a soup bun, opened her mouth and took a bite. She praised Zhang Cai.
"Don't tell me you specialize in buying breakfast? If you're so professional, why do you also have milk and soy milk? And soy milk is split into sweet and savory!?" Zhao Hongyan also didn't expect Yang Cheng to be so "professional". It was much more abundant than what they originally bought.
Seeing his female colleagues happily praising him, Yang Cheng felt deeply gratified and proud. He didn't remember that his original job was to be a public relations officer and not to buy breakfast.
"Everyone, take whatever you like. If you especially like it, let me know. I'll bring more next time." Yang Cheng was a little proud. He didn't forget to brag, "If you want to do something, you have to do it seriously. Satisfying the people's living needs is something that a person of noble character like me is most willing to do. Back in the day, I was also someone who could almost wear a red scarf!"
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