Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Sheng Yize was noticeably surprised. It took him a few seconds to realize that An Xiaxia was cosying up to him!
The saccharine voice of his beloved woman was more powerful than a nuclear bomb and Sheng Yize almost felt lightheaded. Right now, if An Xiaxia asked him for the moon, he would probably buy a spaceship and fly off with her.
“Sure, what do you want to eat?” Sheng Yize asked, holding a spoon.
An Xiaxia darted a glance at the woman, who looked horrified. As she looked at An Xiaxia and Sheng Yize in turn, the expression on her face was quite a remarkable thing to watch.
An Xiaxia faintly recalled that this woman was Sheng Yize’s secretary.
And she had said to her over the phone that there was no way An Xiaxia was Sheng Yize’s wife.
“I want cake.” An Xiaxia pointed with a finger. Sheng Yize took a spoonful right away and raised it to An Xiaxia’s lips.
An Xiaxia grinned. “Feed me!”
Sheng Yize frowned. Wasn’t that what he was doing?
An Xiaxia was rendered speechless by his slow reaction. Gesturing with her mouth, she pouted, “Feed me with your mouth!”
Sheng Yize finally saw that the little woman was… jealous.
He glanced at the woman next to him and asked in an indifferent voice, “Miss Feng, what’s the matter?”
Feng Rui lowered her head shyly. “Well, the people in charge of Gu Group and Ye Group want to talk to you about the cooperation in the next quarter…”
Sheng Yize nodded. “I see.”
“Um…” Feng Rui was a little baffled. “Are you not going to see them now?”
“I’m busy at the moment.” No cooperation was more important than feeding his little wife right now.
“Why, I see as always, Mr. Sheng forgets all moral principles at the sight of women.” There came a deep, pleasant voice, which made An Xiaxia stick out her head curiously. A tall figure was walking their way. He had wide shoulders, long legs, and was perfectly proportioned. There was something quite unattainable about the man.
Sheng Yize grinned a little and raise his glass. “Hello, Mr. Gu.”
“Good evening.” Gu Zichen clicked his glass with Sheng Yize’s, then shifted his gaze to An Xiaxia. “Good evening, Mrs. Sheng.”
“Um… Hi, hello.” An Xiaxia looked nervously at the president of the Gu Group of Yu City. Somehow, his face looked familiar.
Sheng Yize whispered in her ears, “He’s Su Niannian’s husband.”
The name Su Niannian jogged An Xiaxia’s memory. She was said to be happily married and had given birth to a very cute little girl.
Gu Zichen said teasingly, “What? Have I fallen so low that I have to live off my wife?”
“What’s wrong with that? I’d love to live off my wife.” Sheng Yize acted all brazenly and rubbed his chin on An Xiaxia’s crown. “My dearest wife, how would you like me as a gigolo?”
An Xiaxia didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. What was this man doing?
Gu Zichen’s face darkened a little. This bastard was showing off his love life right in front of him!
“I certainly hope you’re not having a boy.” Gu Zichen grimaced.
Sheng Yize chuckled. “Why? Worried that your little meatball will be seduced away?”
“Nope. If it’s a son, he’s getting a good kick in the ass!” Gu Zichen snorted. “By the way, that Li woman is doing her thing again.”
“Oh?”
As if to verify what Gu Zichen had just said, a good-looking couple walked into the banquet.
The man was Song Shi.
The woman was… Li Fanxing!
“How did those two hook up?” An Xiaxia was baffled.
Feng Rui interjected grumpily, “Getting married to merge family businesses, isn’t that common practice?”
