The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

She finally had the mood to put on makeup, and she couldn't let it be ruined by someone who didn't know how to appreciate it.

Chen Yuye smiled and patted Meng Zimo's long legs as she sat on his lap, "Let's go! Can I not accompany my wife?"

Meng Zimo snorted and quickly stood up, walking gracefully in front. Chen Yuye smiled and shook his head. He really couldn't do anything about her.

I can only pamper him!

"Excuse me, my dear wife, where are we going?"

Chen Yuye sat in the driver's seat, Meng Zimo sat in the passenger seat, looking at her phone and chatting with a smile on her face.

"Let's go to the big shopping mall. Yu Han asked me to accompany her shopping, so you can go to the supermarket to buy some necessities for the home, okay? Baby." Meng Zimo has been very attentive to him recently when she has something to ask of him.

She always calls me baby.

Chen Yuye was conquered by her sweet bombardment during this period, and was completely defeated.

"You abandoned me again. I found that I no longer needed your company after we got married." Chen Yuye put his hands on the steering wheel, and there was a hint of loneliness in his magnetic voice.

He frowned and looked at Meng Zimo with a slightly weak look.

"What should we do? Are you willing to go shopping with us girls?" Meng Zimo said tactfully. She knew Chen Yuye would definitely not join them.

"Okay then. I'll take you there." Chen Yuye could only accept his fate.

When Meng Zimo arrived at the mall, An Yuhan and Fan Wenjuan were already there. Fan Wenjuan knew that Meng Zimo had gotten married yesterday, so she congratulated her on WeChat and then they started chatting.

So she created a group and the three of them made an appointment to go shopping today, because Fan Wenjuan will go to work tomorrow.

Meng Zimo was walking in the big square, and saw the two of them talking and laughing at the entrance of the mall from a distance, "Xiaohan, Wenjuan."

Seeing Meng Zimo running towards them, An Yuhan waved at her, "Come quickly."

The three of them got together and drove towards the mall.

Chen Yuye watched Meng Zimo enter the mall and called An Xijie.

"Come out." Chen Yuye's cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

Ahn Hee-jae sat in the office with his legs crossed. He was now doing things more and more prestigiously.

"What's wrong? My eldest master needs me again."

"Are you in company?"

"But not in the company. My dad is not so easy to talk to."

"Come out and follow me to the supermarket."

"You're going to the supermarket? Did I hear you right?"

"You're not deaf." Chen Yuye replied unhappily, and the car had already driven into the underground garage.

"Where's the one in your family?"

“Hanging with friends.”

"Oh! So you came to me because you were abandoned. I won't date you either."

"Hmm." Chen Yuye hummed in a deep voice, scaring An Xijie so much that he quickly spoke.

"Where is the location? Send it to me and I'll be there right away."

An Xijie didn't dare to provoke him. After all, he was alone now and he had to accompany him anyway.

ten minutes later.

When An Xijie arrived at the mall, he saw a tall and cold head stuck in the crowd.

Several female college students and high school students who were not afraid of social death surrounded Chen Yuye.

An Xijie calmly took out his mobile phone, recorded a video and sent it to An Yuhan.

He also added, "Look at my buddy, he's still attracting men even after getting married."

An Yuhan was trying on clothes at this time. Fan Wenjuan was holding her mobile phone and felt it vibrating wildly. She saw the message with the note "Brother". Fan Wenjuan thought it was just to urge An Yuhan, so she didn't call her immediately.

"Wenjuan, what do you think of this one of mine?" An Yuhan came out wearing clothes, twisted around in front of the mirror, and then asked Fan Wenjuan.

Fan Wenjuan saw An Yuhan wearing a blue shirt with a turtleneck sweater underneath and a gray-white coat on the outside. The combination of the two looks very good. "It looks good, really good, and it suits you."

Just as she finished her comments, Meng Zimo came out wearing a hip skirt, a high-necked white tight sweater, and a gray-white cashmere coat. She was dazzled by the sight.

"Oh my God!" An Yuhan exclaimed.

She was used to seeing Meng Zimo wearing loose and simple clothes, and the first time she saw her wearing a tight sweater and a short skirt, she was actually a little obsessed with her beauty.

Meng Zimo's delicate and fair face makes this solid white sweater, which is simple as it can be, look classy.

An Yuhan couldn't help but applaud her, "Mo'er, you really have a good figure! This sweater looks like it costs tens of thousands of dollars when worn on you."

Only now did An Yuhan understand the saying, "Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse."

Meng Zimo raised an eyebrow in confusion.

Is it really that exaggerated?

She walked to the full-length mirror and took a look. It was actually quite ordinary. She didn't like something tight like this. If An Yuhan hadn't asked her to try it, she was afraid she would never try this style in her life.

"Buy, buy, buy, Mo'er. I'll buy this outfit for you, so don't take it off." After saying that, An Yuhan took out her card to pay the bill, including the outfit she was wearing.

Meng Zimo stood there in a daze for a few seconds, "I haven't decided yet?" She muttered softly. She was afraid that she couldn't stop An Yuhan's impetuous personality.

"Does it really look good, Wenjuan?" Looking at Fan Wenjuan next to her, Meng Zimo couldn't help but ask for her opinion.

Fan Wenjuan has always admired Meng Zimo. Meng Zimo is the kind of person who is both pleasing to the eye and easy to communicate with, which is rare.

Besides, to put it bluntly, Fan Wenjuan fell in love with her at first sight. She liked her appearance at first sight and had never thought that there would be any intersection between them.

"Well, it looks very good, especially beautiful." Fan Wenjuan couldn't help but praise her sincerely.

Meng Zimo is so beautiful that she doesn’t even realize it.

"Okay, okay, let's grab our clothes and go!" An Yuhan patted Meng Zimo on the back, motioning her to go with her to get her clothes. An Yuhan also handed her a clothing bag.

After leaving the clothing store, Meng Zimo and Fan Wenjuan didn't know where to go.

I went to a store and bought the clothes I wanted.

Meng Zimo watched An Yuhan's face darken as he looked at his phone, "What's wrong?"

Meng Zimo thought she was not feeling well, so she hurried over to support her.

An Yuhan quickly hung up the phone, pretended to be calm and looked at Meng Zimo, forcing a smile, "Hey! Mo'er, did you take a taxi here just now?"

"No! He sent me here." Meng Zimo said it very naturally, without hiding her manliness.

Fan Wenjuan beside him lowered her head and smiled after hearing this.

An Yuhan pouted and continued to ask, "Did he go back?"

"I asked him to go to the supermarket to buy kitchen supplies, what's wrong?"

Meng Zimo just felt that An Yuhan was paying extra attention to Chen Yuye today, which was a bit abnormal.

As she thought about it, she narrowed her eyes and looked at An Yuhan, forcing her to move closer. "What's wrong? Why do you keep asking him?"

"My brother sent me a video. There were a lot of butterflies surrounding your man." An Yuhan hinted.

"Butterflies?" Meng Zimo's eyes narrowed and then suddenly widened, "Let me see." She was curious about what kind of butterflies were surrounding her.