My wife's CEO
Part 2

This is a small apartment that has been around for years. The rent for each month is only 100 dollars. Just because no one wants to stay here so the price is this cheap. Unlike others who were worried about the messy house, Yang Chen decided to move in the moment he saw how cheap it was.

Yang Chen's house had very simple furniture, most of it was second-hand items that were thrown away just like that. There are beds, closets, chairs, and TVs that can only watch a few basic channels.

After pushing the small carriage into his little house, Yang Chen stared at the calendar hanging on the wall. He checked the date, suddenly remembered something, and immediately ran to the toilet.

In less than 5 minutes, she took a cold shower, and came out of the bathroom naked. His skin was a healthy yellow, his proportioned body was not very conspicuous, but under careful observation, one could feel a closed feeling of masculinity.

Walking towards the closet by the bedside, Yang Chen scratched his head sadly while looking at the pile of disordered clothes. He picked a few and ended up wearing a yellow shirt, thin linen pants, and wearing the same plastic sandals.

After leaving his home, Yang Chen rushed towards the most prosperous street in the western region, which was also the only respectable street in the slum western region, named "Bar Road".

Nightlife partying and pleasure seeking are everywhere, there are colorful skirts, and all sorts of different perfumes. The moment someone entered Bar Street, the atmosphere of the city swept over.

Yang Chen did not openly stare like some young men who were not disguised and immoral, nor did he secretly peek at the thighs of the beautiful women on the street where the others were drooling.

The neon signboard of the bar is not considered blinding, the bar which can only be considered medium-sized contains mysterious air, brightly colored rose-shaped lights decorated on the signboard.

After entering the bar, Yang Chen walked to the side of the counter regularly, and sat in a corner.

Yang Chen gave him a smile, then took a sip from his glass, “Sister Rose is not angry right? I came home a little late, so I came late.”

"Not angry, not angry." Little Zhao smiled, as if some pimples on his round face were also smiling at him. With a pleading tone he said: “Sister Chen, if you have time, please teach me. What kind of method did you use that you even managed to take our sister, Rose? You know, if the people in Zhong Hai who were interested in our boss made a queue, they could queue from the western to the sea region. For years I've never seen a boss so in love with another man. But today, just the question of whether you are already here, has been asked no less than 5 times ……. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, nothing happened between me and sister Rose ...." Yang Chen was helpless, and did not enthusiastically reply.

Little Zhao had an expression of 'I won't believe that even if you kill me', then sighed, "Geez, to be able to choose such an amazing beauty like our female boss. Which guy wouldn't stick to her every day? There is only you, who comes only occasionally and even lets the beauty wait for you. Otherwise, why would people say that the things you can't get are the best? This sentence is suitable for use in women..”.

Just when little Zhao had the expression of a saint in romance and exaggerated, a charming yet dignified and intelligent voice appeared behind him, "Little Zhao, how many more times do you think your salary could be cut?"

As if he was being electrocuted by an electric current, Little Zhao was dumbfounded. Once he regained his senses, he immediately dodged and pretended to mix the drinks, as if nothing had happened, but the cold sweat on his forehead removed the fear in his heart.

With an elegant modern qipao, her thighs are vaguely displayed through a slit on the side of her foot that releases the exciting. In addition,*********** are plump, and a beautiful waist fits perfectly with a smooth, porcelain-like face that looks like a meticulous work of art. On his shoulder was a strand of light purple hair. This was a young lady with an appearance like her coming out of a painting, as she casually walked towards Yang Chen.

Yang Chen smiled with his face and eyes, looked straight at the woman without the slightest hint of awkwardness, and sincerely said, "Sister Rose, you are truly beautiful, happy birthday."