CEO: My daughter-in-law said she wanted to protect me

The yellow light of the oven looks very warm, and the aroma floats out of the kitchen through the oven and permeates the whole house.Zheng Yanlang searched for the scent and entered the kitchen, leaning against the door frame and asked, "What are you doing? It smells so good?"

Song Yuye turned her head, frowning slightly, why is he here again?
"I baked egg yolk biscuits, do you want to eat them together?" She asked politely.

"Okay." Zheng Yanlang was worried that she couldn't find a reason to stay, so she took the initiative to speak.

Can't this person even hear polite words?Song Yuye muttered secretly.But since I have opened my mouth, I can eat it together. I have baked a lot, and I can't finish it.Let him sit for a while, bake it by himself and take it out.

Zheng Yanlang looked at her secretly. She was wearing the lotus root pink pajamas he chose, which made her skin fairer, revealing two slender and slender legs. She was barefoot, with red nail polish on her toes, and her toes were slightly raised.He was imagining another scene in his mind, she was biting her lip, walking towards him enchantingly...

"Have you eaten yet? There's only a little rice left in the refrigerator, how about some fried rice with eggs for you?" She talked to him selfishly.

Worried about being discovered, he looked back guiltily and let her figure it out.

She looked at the leftovers, and it was not enough for two people. She looked at the time, but it was only after six o'clock. She wondered if she should go to the supermarket to buy something?
Her phone vibrated on the sofa, Zheng Yanlang glanced at it, and made a note, little fat man, that little noodle shop owner?

The other party sent a message: Xiaoyu, when will you have time to come back?

This little boss hasn't given up yet?Zheng Yanlang turned on the phone with a password, and wanted to delete this WeChat message, but after thinking about it, forget it, this opponent really has no competitiveness, and even has no sense of existence.

Passing the mobile phone to Song Yuye, he said in a strange way, "Xiaoyu, the noodle shop boss asked when you will go back?"

Song Yuye glanced at him suspiciously, took the phone and looked at it, but put it aside without paying attention.

"When are you going to go back?" Zheng Yanlang tentatively asked.

"In a few days." She wanted to talk to Zhou Shiren.

Zheng Yanlang's face darkened, and she went back when they told her to go back, she was too unreserved.

She gave him a blank look, and said, "What are you thinking? I want to go back and settle accounts with Zhou Shiren, open a broken barbecue restaurant, and it's not enough to take you 30, so I asked the little fat man to take 20. And with that woman what happened."

"You don't need to explain to me, that's your family business." He shrugged with an indifferent attitude.

Song Yuye really wanted to slap him, he is not cute at all now.But the way he swiped his card to pay the bill that day was quite handsome. Sure enough, women have no resistance to men who spend money for themselves.

The oven made a "ding" sound, and she ran over to take out the baked egg yolk biscuits.It was golden in color, and looked very appetizing. She sniffed the aroma greedily, and squeezed a piece with her fingers, regardless of the heat. The high temperature made her let go immediately, and she screamed.

"What's wrong? Is it hot?" The man on the sofa stepped over the back of the sofa and held her tender hand, his handsome face was full of worry.

The little milk dog has been exposed, he still cares about himself, Song Yuye pursed his lips, suppressed a smile, pretended to be in pain, squeezed out a few tears, and nodded pitifully.

The man held her hand, the burnt area was slightly red, and he blew gently. Just about to ask "Does it still hurt?", he raised his eyes to meet the woman's suppressed smile.Damn, was she tricked?
"Zheng Yanlang, do you still like me?" She approached him ambiguously, her tone frivolous.

Zheng Yanlang's handsome face became more serious, he curled his lips, and put his hand on the back of the dining chair, "Song Tezhu seems to be very confident in his charm?"

"That's natural. As long as I think about it, no man can escape my Wuzhi Mountain." She looked at her open palm proudly, and slowly held it.

He burst out laughing, questioning her confidence, explaining that he was just worried that she would get hurt and not be able to work properly.

Will this little injury affect my work?She couldn't help but burst out laughing.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zheng Yanlang's mouth, he turned around and handed her a contract, and asked, "Don't you know that Special Assistant Song needs to accompany you 24 hours a day? Did you forget the contract you signed?"

Song Yuye took the contract, read it in surprise, and found that it was very different from the one he signed.This contract is simply a contract of selling one's life that humiliates the country. In a word, she has to do everything except accompany/sleep.

"You tampered with the contract privately?" She looked at him in disbelief.

He asked domineeringly, "What? Are you going to sue me?"

"What's the point of changing a contract? Don't forget that I also have a contract in my hand." She looked smug, and he probably forgot what she was doing before.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, this contract is yours." He poured a glass of water and took a sip with a smile on his face, using her special glass.

Zhou Shiren, it must be him, this bitch, he must have changed the contract.Song Yuye suspected for a long time that he owed this uncle in his previous life, and that he wanted to harm her in this life.

"I won't recognize this contract, it's not legal," she denied.

Zheng Yanlang wasn't annoyed either, so she could go and sue him.

Song Yuye is not stupid. Zheng's real estate has many excellent legal advisers. This kind of lawsuit will take a long time, cost money and effort, and it is not worthwhile to file a lawsuit.

Acknowledging the existence of the contract, she gritted her teeth and held it in her hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, I agree, but I have to pay more."

"Yes." Zheng Yanlang readily agreed.

"I want to double my annual salary." She said with a sideways glance at him.

He nodded, secretly happy, finally hooked, worried that she didn't ask.

"Okay, I'm hungry, let's go cook." He sat down red and gave orders, and it felt good to stand up and be the master.

He really regarded himself as an uncle. In order to double his annual salary, he endured, changed his clothes, put on his bag and prepared to go out.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

Song Yuye explained that there was only a bowl of leftovers in the refrigerator, and now she had to go out to buy groceries.Zheng Yanlang said that he would also go together.

After going out, I changed my mind and said that I should stop cooking and just eat something outside.

I chose a Cantonese restaurant, the business is good, the boxes have been booked, the waiter arranged a location in the lobby, near the window, which is also suitable.

After ordering a few dishes, the two of them chatted with each other, Song Yuye suddenly caught a glimpse of a Bentley downstairs that looked familiar, and looked at the license plate, it wasn't the car that Zheng Yanlang drove for Zhou Shiren!But it wasn't Zhou Shiren who was driving, but a strange man who looked slick and wore a big gold chain.The woman named Xiao Le got off the co-pilot, and the relationship between the two was very close. The woman hugged the man's waist as soon as she got out of the car.

"What are you looking at?" Zheng Yanlang followed her gaze and looked out of the car. The car looked familiar.

"How many keys did you give Zhou Shiren?" she asked.

Zheng Yanlang said one thing back, and the other one was in the logistics department.

Song Yuye hooked the corners of her lips, took a picture of the couple with her mobile phone, then called the logistics department, gave the address, and asked them to bring the keys and drive the car away.

Looks like it's time to go home and have a look.

The serving of Cantonese dishes is relatively slow. Just as a roasted squab was served, an unexpected guest came.Zheng Yanlang's aunt, Zhao Shimin's mother Zheng Ya.I met Song Yuye a few times before, she was a little bit harsh, she didn't look like a lady, but a bit of a petty bourgeois.

"Yan Lang, who are you eating with?" Zheng Ya's nostrils were turned upside down, and she didn't even give Song Yuye any extra glances.

Zheng Yanlang stood up and called "Auntie", and then introduced that this was his special assistant.

Zheng Ya sneered, and told him, "Yan Lang, it's not my aunt talking about you, you have to learn to look at people, don't eat with everyone, it will be bad if you get entangled."

"Ms. Zheng, Mr. Zheng and I are just superiors and subordinates, we just have a simple meal together." Song Yuye stood up and explained.

Zheng Yanlang also chimed in and said, "Auntie, you're thinking too much. I'm just having a meal with my colleagues. Brother Shimin seems to have an appointment with a supermodel today. Go and see it."

The eviction order was obvious, Zheng Ya let out a "hum" sound from her sagging nostrils, twisted her thick waist and left, not forgetting to tell the waiter that his nephew would pay for her.

Zheng Yanlang shook his head helplessly, Auntie's character of taking advantage of small things has not changed for so many years.

Song Yuye smiled, Zhao Shimin is so handsome, and he has not inherited any of her mother's shortcomings.

"What are you laughing at?" Zheng Yanlang asked curiously, worried that his aunt's words just now would irritate her.

Song Yuye ate a piece of pigeon and asked curiously: "You said your cousin is so handsome, but he doesn't look like your aunt?"

The muscles on Zheng Yanlang's face twitched slightly, his eyes darkened, his slender fingers gently pinched her chin and asked, "Who is more handsome, my brother or me?"

She smiled and asked, "If I say you are handsome, will you get a salary increase?"

"No." He refused decisively.

"That's Commander Zhao's point, after all, he's more masculine!" She deliberately provoked him.

Sure enough, his face darkened, what does it mean to be manly?Isn't he manly?The good mood was completely ruined by this sentence. Don't you need to be a special assistant?
"Okay, you're the most handsome, right?" She compromised and praised him instead.It so happened that the waiter served a dish of baked lobster in soup, and she took a piece and fed it to his mouth, "Don't be so stingy? It's an apology."

He pursed his lips and opened his mouth slightly. She retracted her hand mischievously, put it in her mouth, and glanced at him triumphantly.

"Song Yuye?" He growled, his eyes became sharp.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry anymore." She fed a spoonful of bird's nest with coconut milk and rock sugar to his mouth,
Zheng Yanlang has learned his lesson this time, without opening his mouth, he stared at her coldly, not knowing what else she was planning.

She lowered her posture and said flatteringly, "I was wrong, and I will definitely not tease you this time."

He held her wrist and delivered the bird's nest with coconut milk and rock sugar to his mouth.

She rubbed her wrist that hurt from being pinched, stuck out her tongue at him, didn't she just praise Zhao Shimin for being handsome?I got angry, didn't he admire his cousin very much before?