The ruthless CEO loves his confused little wife

Yin Zhexun took a glass of pink fruit wine from the table and handed it to Yuan Manyu. Yuan Manyu froze for a moment, waved his hand, and said with a faint smile, "Brother Zhexun, I don't know how to drink. [novel.80txt" thought After drinking that night, Yuan Manyu's face turned red when he happened upon what happened to Lu Ziqi by accident. Fortunately, it was already dark and the surrounding lights were not too bright, so Yuan Manyu's red cheeks could not be seen much.

"This is fruit wine, the alcohol content is not high, and children like to drink it." Yin Zhexun looked at Yuan Manyu with a funny tone, and his tone was quite joking.

Yuan Manyu hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to take it, and took a sip. Sure enough, it was sweet, like fruit juice, but it was a little more stimulating and refreshing than fruit juice.

"It's really delicious." Yuan Manyu turned his head and looked at Yin Zhexun who was standing beside him. He was wearing a high-end white suit, tailored to fit his slender figure, more like a refined and elegant nobleman, very It's hard to imagine that a gentle and elegant man like him is actually the president of a company, because his own temperament is not like Lu Ziqi's kind of ruthless president who is quick and decisive in the business world.

Yuan Manyu was stunned for a moment, why with Yin Zhexun, it is still easy to think of Lu Ziqi, and it is always easy to compare the two of them together.

Yin Zhexun held the wine glass in his hand, took out the other hand from his pocket, stretched out his hand and rubbed Yuan Manyu's hair, with a doting smile on his face, and his beautiful eyes were full of warmth and love.

When he came back to his senses, Yuan Manyu carefully recalled that Yin Zhexun's words just now were clearly referring to himself as a child. "Brother Zhexun, I'm eighteen. I'm an adult, not a child." The tone was somewhat dissatisfied, mischievous and cute.

"In my eyes, you will always be a child." Yin Zhexun stretched out his hand and tapped Yuan Manyu's forehead lightly.

"Well, it hurts..." Yuan Manyu immediately stretched out his hand, covering his forehead, with tears in his eyes, and a grievance on his face.

Yin Zhexun's expression changed immediately, and he quickly put the wine glass in his hand on the white table beside him, and stretched out his hand to take away Yuan Manyu's hand, with a tense face and distressed eyes, "I'm sorry, does it really hurt? I'm not On purpose." Yin Zhexun was puzzled, but seeing Yuan Manyu in such pain, he thought to himself that he didn't use much strength.

Carefully taking away Yuan Manyu's hand, Yin Zhexun stretched out his hand to brush away the hair on her forehead, there was nothing on her smooth forehead.

"Just kidding, it doesn't hurt at all." Yuan Manyu smiled, and Yuan Manyu slammed forward vigorously, and his forehead touched Yin Zhexun's head.

Yin Zhexun was looking at Yuan Manyu's forehead worriedly, but he didn't expect Yuan Manyu to do this suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and saw Yuan Manyu clutching his forehead, it really hurt this time.

"Silly girl, does it hurt now, let you lie to me." Yin Zhexun looked at Yuan Manyu, who was holding his forehead, with a bright smile.

Yuan Manyu also had a happy smile on his lips, "Brother Zhexun, why don't you feel pain..." Yuan Manyu rubbed his forehead, then reached out to touch Yin Zhexun's forehead.

"Because you are stupid." Yin Zhexun leaned close to Yuan Manyu's ear and whispered in her ear.

"I hate... Brother Zhexun, you are bullying people." Yuan Manyu put down the wine glass in his hand, stretched out his hand and gently beat Yin Zhexun's chest, with a pure and carefree smile on his face, as pure and moving as a child.

"Haha..." Yin Zhexun stretched out his hands to hold Yuan Manyu's wrists, and a bold smile floated out.

Those people not far away looked at Yin Zhexun and Yuan Manyu, who looked like a pair of golden boys and girls, talented and beautiful, and the way they fought was more like a loving couple in the eyes of others, which made people envious.

"Young Master Yin, welcome to Yan's banquet. Young Master Yin is able to come. Yan is really flattered and flourishing." At this time, a middle-aged man in his 40s walked up to Yin Zhexun and In front of Yuan Manyu.

Wearing a suit, with a smile on his face, he looked like a very shrewd old fox. Holding a wine glass, he saluted Yin Zhexun.

"Where is that, Uncle Yan is polite. I am new to the mall and I am not familiar with everything. I hope that my uncles can give me more advice so that we can cooperate frequently in the future." Yin Zhexun let go of Yuan Manyu, put one hand on Yuan Manyu's shoulder, and the other Picking up the wine glass on the table beside him with one hand, he also saluted the middle-aged man.

With a faint smile on his face, he always has an elegant and noble air. When he speaks, he is neither humble nor overbearing. It is obviously very modest words, but in him, there is a natural noble air.

Yan Lusong also smiled kindly at Yin Zhexun, but kept looking at him in his eyes. Yin Zhexun suddenly appeared to take over Hanyue Company two months ago. Yan Lusong had been doing business with Hanyue Company for a long time. After the company changed, Yan Lusong naturally wanted to do business with the new company president.

When meeting Yin Zhexun for the first time, Yan Lusong thought he was the son of a rich family. After he came out to start a company and cooperated with Yin Zhexun once, Yan Lusong's impression of Yin Zhexun changed directly.

Yin Zhexun has a good business mind and extremely clever methods. He is not the kind of kid who just entered the business world and knows nothing in his eyes.

"You're welcome, Young Master Yin and this young lady, let's go for a stroll first, and I'll excuse you for a while." Yan Lusong saw a group of men in black coming in from behind, and immediately smiled apologetically at Yin Zhexun and Yuan Manyu.

"Uncle Yan go get busy first, let's take a look for ourselves." Yin Zhexun raised the wine glass in his hand to Yan Lusong, with a faint smile on his face.

Yan Lusong smiled at him, nodded politely, then turned around quickly, and walked towards the road into the villa building, secretly guessing Yin Zhexun's origin in his heart.He had investigated Yin Zhexun's information, but found nothing. He only knew that he was from country H, and his parents were businessmen. He couldn't find any information about who it was. It seemed that he was deliberately covered up.

There is such a great ability to erase his own information so that no one can find out. Yin Zhexun's family is either rich or powerful, and at least able to support the sky in country h.

In the future, I must please Yin Zhexun. In short, Yan Lusong felt that he must not be against Yin Zhexun.

Not thinking about anything else, Yan Lusong walked into the hall of the villa, saw the man sitting on the sofa in the hall, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Young Master Lu... I don't know that Young Master Lu is here..." Yan Lusong walked in front of the man with a respectful smile on his face.

"Uncle Yan doesn't need to be polite to me. How could I not come to Uncle Yan's banquet today? Back then, you were considered one of my father's friends, so my nephew should naturally come to join us. Uncle Yan doesn't need to entertain me specially, it's too lively outside I don't like it, just be quiet here for a while, when will the banquet start?" Lu Ziqi sat there without standing up, with a calm expression on his face, neither happy nor angry, making it unpredictable.

Listening to Lu Ziqi's words, Yan Lusong felt a burst of cold sweat behind his back, and his face was also a little ashamed, especially when he heard Lu Ziqi say that he was one of his father's friends before his death, he felt even more guilty.

"This...Young Master Lu... I, I really can't bear your uncle Yan. Back then, I lost my head and it was my fault. I'm really sorry." Yan Lusong couldn't help but to Lu Lu Zi Qi bowed down and apologized.

Lu Ziqi was crossing his legs, but when he heard Yan Lusong's humble apology, he put his legs down, sat up straight, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep breath.

Slightly squinting his eyes, he spit out the cigarette, "Uncle Yan is really embarrassing my nephew. If my father knows, he will definitely blame me. I don't want to mention the past."

"Yes, yes, thank you Young Master Lu, thank you Young Master Lu..." Yan Lusong stretched out his hand to wipe off the sweat from his forehead, with nervousness and guilt on his face.

At that time, he was a good friend of Lu Ziqi's father, and they worked hard together to start a business, and later they all achieved success, but something happened to Lu Ziqi's father, Yan Lusong saw that Lu Ziqi and his younger brother who was only eleven or twelve years old were left in the Lu family, and he might not be able to survive. , I didn't want to get into trouble myself, so I chose not to help them, and even sent someone to drive them away.

But who knew, Lu Ziqi, who was only ten years old, did not know what methods he had used to survive, and made the Lu Group even stronger, and those who had offended their family before disappeared.

Anyone who understands knows that it is Lu Ziqi's method.

At that time, Yan Lusong was afraid of being retaliated by Lu Ziqi, so he left City A with his whole family and went to Country C. He lived in peace and rarely appeared in front of others.

Hearing Lu Ziqi's words, Yan Lusong breathed a sigh of relief, and felt very guilty towards Lu Ziqi in his heart.

"Mr. Yan, the banquet hall at the back is ready." A security guard came over and bent towards Yan Lusong.

"Okay. Young Master Lu, please move to the back hall." Yan Lusong nodded, then turned around and bowed respectfully at Lu Ziqi.

Lu Ziqi didn't speak, but just put the cigarette in his hand and extinguished it in the ashtray. Seeing the puff of smoke from the extinguished cigarette, he got up and stood up, followed by four or five bodyguards in black.

After Yan Lusong and Yin Zhexun finished talking just now, several people recognized Yin Zhexun as the president of Hanyue Group who had just taken over, and they all came over with wine to make friends with Yin Zhexun, and by the way, looked at Yuan Manyu and asked about Yuan Manyu's information.

After finally dealing with those people, Yin Zhexun pulled Yuan Manyu and stood in the corner, watching the lively crowd with a calm smile on his face.

"Brother Zhexun, do you like these banquets?" Yuan Manyu looked curiously at Yin Zhexun.

"I don't like it, but this is the most basic interpersonal relationship, so I have to deal with it." Yin Zhexun shook the wine glass in his hand, with a faint smile still on the corner of his mouth, elegant and noble.