Chapter 178: Come Home With Me

With the weekend passing by, Yu Lei's autumn fashion exhibition also concluded successfully. In theory, everyone had more free time now, but ever since that night when Lin Ruoxi successfully stole a kiss from Yang Chen, she avoided him like a tiger. She didn't even dare to look him in the eye. Every day, she hurriedly finished her meals and retreated to her study to work.

Yang Chen was quite helpless about this. Who knew his wife's face was as thin as a cicada's wings? If he had known that stealing a kiss would lead to this, he would have stolen a few more to avoid this sense of unease.

After two leisurely days of holiday, Li Muhua from Hong Kong finally arrived with his team in Zhonghai, arriving in the afternoon.

According to the agreed schedule, in the evening, the CEOs of the three cooperating companies would go to the closed meeting room in the Emperor Tower together to finalize the agreements.

Yang Chen was the one who went to the airport to welcome Li Muhua. He was dressed in a suit and tie, smoking a cigarette while standing inside the airport, but he was eventually pushed out by airport staff.

In the end, he contacted Li Muhua by phone and met him outside the airport.

Li Muhua's bodyguards were all quite angry, thinking this was disrespectful to Li Muhua. However, Li Muhua was particularly happy because he knew very well that Yang Chen's casual treatment of him meant he didn't have much suspicion or guard against him. If Yang Chen suddenly became extremely polite, he would lose sleep and appetite, truly feeling uneasy.

"Mr. Yang, it's been a while, and you're still as impressive as ever," Li Muhua said, extending his hand to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen wiped his hand on his pants before shaking hands with Li Muhua. "Sorry, I had pan-fried dumplings for breakfast, so there's a greasy taste. But I don't think Mr. Li would mind."

Li Muhua smiled bitterly. It wasn't a good thing to be called "Second Li" in front of everyone.

After a brief exchange, Yang Chen led the group to the five shiny black Mercedes S600s sent specifically by Yu Lei. The officials from Muyun and their entourage, as well as the bodyguards, also had a similar number of cars.

Lin Ruoxi couldn't even finish driving her luxury car alone. Naturally, the company's luxury welcome cars were in short supply. When Lin Ruoxi casually mentioned giving Yang Chen five S600s, Yang Chen was surprised. Having a rich wife was quite a pressure; millions were spent at the drop of a hat, something most men couldn't handle.

Before leaving, Lin Ruoxi specially handed a traffic route map to Yang Chen, marked with various points of interest along the route to the hotel where Li Muhua and his entourage would be staying. Many of the marked locations were properties owned by Yu Lei International and Lin Ruoxi personally. And this was just along this particular route in Zhonghai; not to mention the properties they owned across China and around the world.

Yang Chen was dumbfounded as he flipped through the map. All the annotated locations were indeed properties owned by Yu Lei International and Lin Ruoxi. No wonder her net worth was in the hundreds of billions. If Lin Ruoxi agreed to be evaluated by international media, she would undoubtedly enter the ranks of the world's top billionaires. Yang Chen couldn't help but wonder what kind of formidable businesswoman her grandmother was to have built such a business empire.

In this light, this extremely wealthy woman was actually quite low-key. The intention behind showing this map to Yang Chen was obvious: to explain to Li Muhua along the way that their business partner was very wealthy and that he could rest assured, making this cooperation absolutely secure. Of course, there was also the possibility that the "queen" who privately enjoyed glutinous rice balls and strawberry cakes wanted to display her inherent pride.

Sitting in the extremely spacious interior of the car, Yang Chen held the map in his hand. According to Lin Ruoxi's request, he had to memorize it, but he felt that memorizing it was the easy part. Talking to Li Muhua about it was not so simple, especially since he wasn't interested in men.

After some thought, Yang Chen handed the map to Li Muhua, who was sitting beside him.

"Mr. Yang, what's this?" Li Muhua asked curiously as he took the map.

Yang Chen explained, "My wife gave it to me before we left. She asked me to explain all the points on this map to you. These are all properties owned by our company and my wife. It's basically a reassurance for you before signing the agreement, showing that our company is very wealthy."

Li Muhua unfolded the map and saw the numerous red dots scattered across it, indicating various properties such as forest villas, department stores, hotels, shopping centers, fashion boutiques, beauty salons, and entertainment clubs.

"Mr. Yang, are you saying that these properties belong to your wife and your company?" Li Muhua felt a bit strange about this. He found it hard to believe that all these properties belonged to Yu Lei International and Lin Ruoxi personally. He understood the former, as they had secretly investigated Yu Lei International and Lin Ruoxi's personal assets before, but Yang Chen's wife...

Yang Chen nodded. "What? You've secretly investigated so much, but didn't you find out that the CEO of Yu Lei International is my wife?"

Li Muhua's head rang with a thunderous sound, not so much because he was shocked by the news itself, but because he remembered that night when he had said in front of Yang Chen that he wanted to get close to Lin Ruoxi or Mo Qianni and develop a personal relationship, even suggesting that Lin Ruoxi was his ideal partner.

No wonder this man had never given him a good look. It seemed that the main issue wasn't about wanting to kill him; it was about him having feelings for this man's woman! Any man couldn't stand this point. Li Muhua understood that he had touched Yang Chen's sore spot. Realizing he was still alive, he felt immensely grateful!

Li Muhua smiled so awkwardly that it looked worse than crying. "Mr. Yang, I really didn't know you and Ms. Lin were husband and wife. If I had known..."

"If you had known, you probably would have wanted to kill me even more, right?" Yang Chen said with a smirk.

Li Muhua's face turned pale, his lips white. Yang Chen's smile reminded him of the scene that night, his left hand covered in blood and flesh. He hurriedly shook his head. "No, no, no, I wouldn't dare to confront Mr. Yang even if I had the courage of a lion. Mr. Yang, please don't say such things again. My heart can't take it."

Yang Chen shrugged, laughing indifferently. "Don't be nervous. Our marital relationship is currently confidential, so as long as you know, that's good enough. Just don't make mistakes at critical moments. I still think highly of you. At least, you're a true villain in my eyes, which is more pleasing than some hypocrites."

Without further ado, Li Muhua couldn't help but fume inwardly at being exposed, but he forced a pleasing smile nonetheless. However, the revelation that Yang Chen was Lin Ruoxi's husband piqued Li Muhua's curiosity about Yang Chen's true identity even more. After all, certain special national backgrounds hidden behind Lin Ruoxi were roughly understood within some upper-class circles and prominent families. Li Muhua couldn't believe that Yang Chen could become Lin Ruoxi's husband solely based on his exceptional martial prowess.

After a brief break, at six o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Chen led Li Muhua and his entourage to the sealed conference hall of the Emperor Tower, where Lin Ruoxi, Yulei, and several core members of their respective teams, along with Zeng Xinlin from Changlin Media, had been eagerly awaiting their arrival.

As Li Muhua and his group entered the venue, Lin Ruoxi and Zeng Xinlin came forward to greet them. It was the first time the leaders of the three collaborating parties had formally met.

However, being astute individuals who had done numerous background checks beforehand, many things were understood without needing to be explicitly stated, making the conversation unusually relaxed.

Observing the representatives of the three parties engaging in superficial pleasantries, Yang Chen found it dull. Since his work was done, he planned to go out for a stroll. After all, the Emperor Tower offered plenty of entertainment facilities. The contract signing ceremony would likely conclude around ten o'clock in the evening, considering that they would also dine and discuss matters over dinner.

Just as he was contemplating whether to go for a foot massage or call for a massage girl, his phone vibrated. Glancing at it, he saw that it was a text from Mo Qianni, who used to be quite clingy back in Hong Kong but had maintained her distance since returning.

"Turn left when you go out, we'll meet in the corridor. There's something I need to discuss."

Yang Chen marveled at her adeptness in sending messages discreetly and left the room on his own.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, Mo Qianni, dressed in a white professional suit, elegantly emerged. She had applied a hint of makeup today, enhancing her already picturesque features. Adorned with two fashionable emerald-colored round earrings, her charming face radiated even more brightly.

Seeing Yang Chen waiting, Mo Qianni apologized sheepishly, "I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long. Those people were too enthusiastic, so I had to lie to get away."

"It's alright. It's rare that my little Qianqian is back in Zhonghai and remembers to arrange a meeting with me. Waiting for a day is worth it," Yang Chen replied.

"Are you angry? Don't be so petty. You know Ruoxi is very sensitive. After all that happened during our business trip and spending so much time together, she's bound to overthink. I don't want my relationship with her to strain everyone else's," Mo Qianni lamented.

Yang Chen pretended to be serious. "Well, being angry is also an option," he said, pointing to his right cheek.

Pouting, Mo Qianni glanced around to make sure nobody was watching, then leaned in with her eyes closed, ready to give him a kiss.

But before she could, Yang Chen swiftly turned his face, and their lips met!

"Mm!"

Feeling Yang Chen's hand gripping the back of her head, Mo Qianni couldn't move.

For a moment, Mo Qianni felt utterly weak all over, as if her soul was about to leave her body, before Yang Chen finally released her.

Her face flushed like a peach blossom, she playfully scolded Yang Chen, giving his chest a light tap. Seeing him smirking triumphantly, she couldn't help but hit him a few more times to vent her frustration. "I have something important to discuss with you! All you know is to take advantage!"

"Well, this is also important business. But since the master is in a good mood after being served, I'll listen to what you have to say," Yang Chen said magnanimously.

Pretending not to notice his infuriating demeanor, Mo Qianni spoke seriously, "Come home with me."