Spoiled Rotten by the CEO After a Contract Marriage - Chapter 14
Chapter 14: A Married Man
As Yang Yi demanded that they kiss, You Wenchen’s expression immediately grew excited.
Thank you, Father-in-law, for this opportunity.
What excited him even more was Yang Yuyang proactively standing on his tiptoes to kiss him.
Although it was just a quick peck on the lips, You Wenchen’s heart rate accelerated uncontrollably.
“We kissed! Are you satisfied now!” Yang Yuyang counter-questioned his father, feigning composure.
He absolutely could not give himself away in front of his dad, or his dad would surely turn around and tell his mother.
Yang Yi didn’t let them off: “French kiss.”
“No!” Even if he was willing, he had to consider whether You Wenchen would agree.
“Why?”
Yang Yuyang clenched his fists and went all out: “It’s easy to get aroused, and I’m afraid we’ll get intimate right in front of you. I’m a shy person, I’d be too embarrassed.”
“…” If you were truly a shy person, you wouldn’t be able to say something like that.
You Wenchen took Yang Yuyang’s hand, pulled him behind himself, and said to Yang Yi: “Father-in-law, Yangyang is thin-skinned, please stop teasing him.”
Yang Yi waved his hand, finally letting them go: “Alright, go upstairs and shower.”
You Wenchen led Yang Yuyang back to the room. As soon as he locked the door, he saw Yang Yuyang squatting in the corner, confessing to him: “I’m so sorry, so sorry, so sorry!”
You Wenchen squatted down beside him: “Sorry for what?”
“For kissing you just now, I didn’t want to.” His body reacted faster than his brain, and he wanted to kill himself after the kiss.
You Wenchen was thirty years old and still pristine; his first kiss was probably just stolen by him, so he must be very angry.
“Hit me if you must, but please not on the face, woo woo.” After Yang Yuyang said this, he thought of You Wenchen’s muscular physique and fearfully suggested: “The son pays the father’s debt. Why don’t you go find my two kids instead.”
If they were to fight, it would be a three-to-seven split, with You Wenchen’s three punches equaling his “head seven” (a play on words, where “seven” in the phrase sounds like “death” in this context, meaning he’d be dead).
You Wenchen chuckled lightly, pulling him up: “Why would I hit you? You were forced. I am also partly responsible for this; I didn’t think it through carefully enough.”
He tidied Yang Yuyang’s messy hair and said gently: “Don’t overthink it, it’s really okay. Go take a shower first; we still need to go downstairs for breakfast with your father-in-law and the others later.”
Yang Yuyang looked at his face cautiously: “You’re really not angry?”
“Not angry.” I’m thrilled beyond words.
Only then did Yang Yuyang breathe a sigh of relief, taking his clothes and heading into the bathroom.
You Wenchen sat on the sofa, his fingers tracing the spot that had just been kissed. He couldn’t suppress the smile on his lips.
Few things could make him this happy, so happy that he couldn’t control his limbs even while sitting. He would sit for a moment, then stand up again.
After repeating this a few times, You Wenchen opened his phone and instructed his secretary to notify all departments: there would be a team building event tonight.
The secretary was startled. Their company’s team building was extravagant, always held at high-end restaurants, unlike other companies that settled for a large hotel or a barbecue stall. Being extravagant meant high costs, easily amounting to hundreds of thousands of dollars each time. They just had one last month; were they having another one this month?
You Wenchen: Your Boss’s Wife is treating everyone. Let everyone have some fun.
The secretary initially wondered who the Boss’s Wife was, then quickly realized and showered praises.
Secretary: The Boss’s Wife is truly beautiful and kind-hearted. You and CEO Chen are simply a match made in heaven.
You Wenchen: I’ll increase your salary by ten thousand.
The secretary was so delighted he almost fainted, immediately sending a barrage of sycophantic messages.
No wonder they say a man in love is especially charming—he certainly is!
During breakfast, You Wenchen invited Yang Yi and Ou Huanhua to the company’s team building event, but they declined because they had other engagements that day, leaving right after breakfast.
Yang Yuyang saw them off at the door and let out a huge sigh of relief: “That scared me to death; I was really afraid they’d figure it out.”
You Wenchen was quite relaxed: “Are you free tonight? Would you like to come to the team building event?”
“Sure, but I’m not with your company. Will that be okay?”
“You’re the Boss’s Wife, so how are you not part of the company?”
Yang Yuyang’s cheeks flushed. Ugh, stop that, there are no outsiders here; why still call me the Boss’s Wife?
“If you’re tired, go take another nap. Remember to wake up for lunch; I’ll ask the auntie to keep an eye on you.”
“Are you not coming back for lunch?”
“No, I won’t. I’ll come back in the evening to pick you up for the team building event.” The event would start early in the evening, and he wanted to handle all his work at the office so he would have more time to spend with Yang Yuyang tonight.
Yang Yuyang said: “Alright, then go get busy.”
“Mmm, see you tonight.” You Wenchen rubbed his head.
Yang Yuyang watched him get into the car and drive away, suddenly feeling like a wife seeing her husband off to work (?).
He stood at the door for a moment, considering whether to go back to sleep or stream at the company.
He wasn’t sure if those kids had finished their exams yet. Forget it, I won’t disturb them for now; I’ll go back to sleep.
Just as he was about to return to his room to sleep, he saw the auntie returning with a basket of groceries and greeted her enthusiastically: “Auntie!”
Auntie Li smiled brightly when she saw him, “Yangyang, you’re up so early today. I bought a lot of fruit; I’ll cut up a fruit plate for you.”
“Thank you, Auntie. You’re the best.” Yang Yuyang went over to help her carry the things.
“No need, no need, I can manage myself. What time is Wenchen coming back for lunch today? I was planning to make him Pepper Pig Stomach Soup today; he loves it.”
“He said he’s not coming back for lunch today.”
“Then I’ll make it for him tonight.”
“He’s going to a team building event tonight, so he probably won’t be home for dinner either.”
Auntie Li frowned, “It won’t taste as good the next day, it’s a bad time to buy the ingredients then.”
Yang Yuyang thought for a moment: “How about you make it anyway, and I’ll deliver it to him at the company at noon?”
“Alright, thank you for your trouble then.”
“It’s no trouble. You all treat me so well, it’s the least I can do.”
Yang Yuyang entered the kitchen to help Auntie Li, but he couldn’t cook, so he could only assist her and try to learn little by little.
“It’s hot in here, why don’t you go play in the living room?”
“It’s okay, I want to cook for Wenchen.”
He couldn’t do anything big, so he wanted to do small things within his capability to repay You Wenchen.
Auntie Li smiled, “Wenchen is so fortunate to have married you.”
Yang Yuyang blushed and said nothing.
“Yangyang, wash those fruits for me; I’ll slice them later.”
“Got it.” Yang Yuyang put the fruits into the sink. After washing them, he saw Auntie Li busy working non-stop, so he decided to slice them himself. They were just a few fruits; surely he wouldn’t mess up something this simple.
The truth is, people shouldn’t be too confident, or they risk cutting the fruit into distorted shapes—some too big, some too small.
“I’m sorry, Auntie Li, I just wanted to help lighten your load.” Yang Yuyang looked down in embarrassment.
“It’s okay, it’s still edible. Put them on a plate, and you can take them to Wenchen along with the meal.”
“Should I really take them over when they look like this?”
“Of course. He’ll surely love them because you cut them. Mrs. You used to cut fruit like this too, and Mr. You would always finish it.”
It was a tradition in the You family to spoil their wives.
Auntie Li packed everything up and handed it to Yang Yuyang, cautioning him to be careful when he left.
Yang Yuyang drove to the company gate. As soon as he got out of the car, a security guard fawned over him: “Boss’s Wife, you’re here.”
The news of the Boss’s Wife treating everyone to dinner this morning had already spread throughout the company, and everyone’s fondness for the young and adorable Boss’s Wife had skyrocketed.
“Hello, could you please park this car for me?” He wasn’t sure which way to drive to the parking garage.
“No trouble at all, no trouble!” The security guard took the key with both hands.
Yang Yuyang was a little curious; they hadn’t been this enthusiastic last time he came.
Upon entering the lobby, everyone greeted him with warmth, and Yang Yuyang responded with a bright smile.
CEO Wen is so lucky; his wife is so adorable and looks like she smells wonderful.
As soon as You Wenchen heard he had arrived, he immediately came down from his office.
“Why did you come over?”
Yang Yuyang shook the food container in his hand: “To bring you lunch.”
A surge of happiness swelled in You Wenchen’s heart, and he couldn’t hide the smile on his face: “Thank you for the trouble. Let’s go up.”
Everyone watched them leave hand-in-hand, their eyes full of envy.
“Everyone is so enthusiastic toward me today,” Yang Yuyang said happily.
“Because you’re adorable.” You Wenchen took the things from his hands and wiped the sweat from his forehead, “Don’t bother delivering next time; the weather has been hot lately.”
The distance from the gate to the lobby was enough to make someone sweat profusely.
“It’s okay. I contributed to this meal today! I helped Auntie a lot!” Yang Yuyang proudly tilted his head, seeking credit.
You Wenchen averted his gaze, afraid he wouldn’t be able to resist kissing him.
“Mmm, then this meal is certainly going to be delicious.”
The elevator door opened, and the two walked into the office. Yang Yuyang was startled by the enlarged wedding photo he saw immediately upon entering.
It was the hurried wedding photo they had taken that day, hanging right above You Wenchen’s desk. The glass looked as thick as a beer bottle cap, and it was framed with gold edges, making it look very opulent.
“What is this?”
“I hung up the wedding photo to prove that I am a married man.”
Yang Yuyang didn’t think much of it, assuming he was just putting on an act for both sets of parents.
He opened the food container and took out the steaming hot Pepper Pig Stomach Soup, the sweet and sour Sweet and Sour Pork Tenderloin (糖醋里脊), the crispy and aromatic Ancient-Style Fried Meat (古方炸肉), the fresh and fragrant stir-fried vegetables, and the oddly sliced fruit.
Although simple, it had the warmth of home.
When You Wenchen saw the fruit plate, he couldn’t help but laugh out loud: “Was Auntie Li’s hand shaking when she cut the fruit today?”
“…I cut them QAQ.” I knew I’d be laughed at.
You Wenchen cleared his throat: “No wonder they’re cut so beautifully—it’s not Auntie Li’s usual standard.”
Yang Yuyang blushed and said: “Fine, I know they don’t look good, you don’t need to try and save face for me. At least it won’t affect the taste!”
If he laughed any further, Yang Yuyang would feel completely humiliated.
“It’s not that they don’t look good; it’s just that the beauty isn’t obvious. But I can appreciate its beauty.” You Wenchen picked up a piece of apple and ate it, then fed a piece of pineapple to Yang Yuyang.
Yang Yuyang didn’t realize anything was amiss and opened his mouth to eat it.
As the two were feeding each other, the office door was suddenly kicked open.
“You Wenchen, get out here!”