The president's wife

Chapter 339 Stolen Happiness

What An Youchen didn't know was that Ye Chengrui had ulterior motives for deliberately giving the servants in the house a vacation.

He just wanted to spend a few days of ordinary and happy life with An Youchen during these precious few days.

There are no servants in the huge house, and everything needs to be done by oneself.

In the morning, Ye Shengrui woke An Youchen up after making breakfast. The simple porridge and side dishes were very delicious.

Then the two joined hands and drove Ye Chengrui's awesome Bentley to the vegetable market in the town to buy ingredients and some snacks.

From the moment Ye Chengrui's car stopped at the gate of the vegetable market, countless people stopped and stared.

Envious eyes, eyes full of curiosity and speculation.

Ye Chengrui seemed to have developed an antibody to this strange gaze, and didn't react much.

It was the first time that An Youchen had a [-]% return rate in this kind of place.

This made her a little unnatural, and secretly tugged on Ye Chengrui's sleeve, "Do you feel that everyone is looking at us?"

Ye Chengrui hooked his lips, and pulled An Youchen into his arms, "As my woman, you have to get used to the envious eyes of everyone."

An Youchen immediately rolled his eyes, and unceremoniously elbowed it, "You will die if you are humble?"

"I have enviable capital, why should I be humble?" Ye Chengrui was a little speechless, raised his hand to pinch An Youchen's chin and turned to himself.

An Youchen knocked off his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Modity is a virtue!"

"Excessive modesty is hypocrisy, obviously I'm not a hypocrite!" Ye Chengrui responded unceremoniously.

The two talked to each other, and were followed by people's eyes all the way from the roadside where they parked to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

Unable to bear such stares, An Youchen instructed Ye Chengrui to pick up the necessary things in a hurry and buy them before returning to the car as if fighting a war.

"I won't come to buy groceries tomorrow, you can do it yourself!" An Youchen's cheeks were flushed, and he sat on the co-pilot with a tired and paralyzed look.

This feeling of being watched was different from being a celebrity, and it made An Youchen's cheeks heat up one after another.

Ye Chengrui laughed suddenly, and pinched An Youchen's chin, "It seems that in the future, you will get used to my turning heads when I stay by my side!"

After speaking, get back in the car and drive home.

In the next few days, Ye Chengrui had fulfilled his wish and lived a small life with An Youchen, where no one disturbed him and "men do women's food".

Sanitation cleaning of upstairs and large rooms, grocery shopping, laundry and cooking, lawn trimming, tree pruning
All the visible and invisible things were accomplished by the joint efforts of An Youchen and Ye Chengrui.

As for An Youchen, the winner of the fishing competition, most of the time he just sat by the side eating snacks and talking.

Ye Chengrui, the most expensive golden bachelor in city A, can only wear an apron to do housework, and he has to work part-time as a cook and nanny.

Ye Chengrui seemed to enjoy it too, he obeyed An Youchen's instructions, and the two got along very harmoniously.

Such a quiet and ordinary day reminded An Youchen of the past and present, the happy time of the family.

If she still has a family, then it's not bad that the male owner of this family is Ye Chengrui.

An Youchen was enjoying the quiet time stolen by Fangfo at this moment, with a smile called happiness on his face, lying on the branch of the plane tree behind the house.

Under the tree is a bronze hollow table, and two white hollow chairs complement each other.

There was a cup of clear tea on the table, and two teacups, one of which had already bottomed out.

An Youchen was lying on a branch basking in the sun, while Ye Chengrui under the tree was looking at the materials at the table, and was working on a laptop in front of him.

Ye Shengrui, who was here for a vacation in name, did not relax his supervision of the company at all. No matter how late every day, he would spare a few hours to have a short meeting with Huang Zijun and Lin Xiangyuan to understand the current situation of the company.

An Youchen had already seen his workaholic state when he was his assistant.

Just like the last time he traveled to Palau, he also took his work notebook with him, and he could take it out for work anytime, anywhere.

Therefore, in the short four years since Haitian was handed over to him, he has already stepped up to more than one level.

Haitian Group, once the last of the four giants in City A, leapfrogged Xingyuan International and Hongyuan, whose main businesses were real estate, jewelry, and luxury goods, to become the Big Three after Anlun International went bankrupt and was annexed. the first.

An Youchen half-bent one leg, while the other hung in the air, with one hand under his head, with a leaf in his mouth, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The summer wind blew with heat, and a leaf fell on An Youchen's forehead with the wind, and she picked it off and held it in her hand to play with.

When she was really bored, An Youchen would pluck the leaves from the tree, use the branch as a pen to write a sentence on the leaf, and fly to Ye Chengrui.

At that time, Ye Chengrui would pinch the palm-sized sycamore leaf and read the words on it carefully, with a warm arc on the corner of his mouth.

Then he would turn the leaf over, write his reply letter on it with his pen, and put it on the corner of the table.

He knew that An Youchen, who was on the branch behind him, was about to see the writing on the leaves clearly.

However, An Youchen couldn't get enough of it, and used leaves instead of words again and again, chatting with Ye Chengrui.

Not long after, on the table in front of Ye Chengrui, there was a thick layer of "love letters" written to him by An Youchen.

Before he knew it, the sun had already moved to the west, leaving only half of his head outside.

When An Youchen was lying on a tree branch and writing the eighteenth letter to Ye Chengrui, Jing Mi was interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

Ye Chengrui looked at the caller ID on the phone, and answered the call with some hesitation.

"Grandpa, it's me." Ye Chengrui's voice sounded a little lower than before.

An Youchen stopped writing and listened quietly.

This is the first time since she met Ye Shengrui, she saw him and contacted his family.

If Bai Yuwei hadn't explained Ye Chengrui's family background and members to her, An Youchen would have almost thought that Ye Chengrui was a loner who jumped out of the cracks in the rocks.

After all, he rarely contacted his family members. Except for Ye Chengyu who came to make trouble a few times, An Youchen had never met Ye Chengrui's other family members.

At this time, I don't know what old man Ye on the other end of the phone said to Ye Chengrui, which made Ye Chengrui's expression very ugly.

Although An Youchen was curious, he couldn't openly ask, so he could only pretend to be indifferent and continue to write his reply letter.

"Since this is my own business, I hope you don't interfere." Ye Chengrui's voice was filled with faint anger, and his voice also cooled down.

On the phone, Mr. Ye didn't give Ye Chengrui any chance to breathe, and scolded, "Whether you agree to this matter or not, you must come back to me tomorrow! If you don't come back, then you don't have to be the president anymore! "

(End of this chapter)