I’m worth hundreds of millions, what’s wrong with having hundreds of millions of vests?

Seeing that he had successfully fooled Ye Wan, Shen Qingzhou immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He hooked Ye Wan's hand, gently played with her fingers, and gave her a hand massage to relax her.

Next time you speak, you should think more carefully.

Otherwise, what if today's situation makes my wife feel that she might want to have a baby? What if she really has that idea on a whim?

We can't let her do something that would harm her body!

The man started to have wild thoughts, but after a while he suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong.

The breath that had just been let out came up again.

wrong!

What my wife meant by what she said just now...if I understood it correctly...she accepted it so quickly and it didn't seem like she was joking...she was saying...

I look a lot like Wangcai?!

After figuring this out, Shen Qingzhou looked at Ye Wan in disbelief: "Wait a minute, wife!"

When Ye Wan heard the man speak, she looked up at him, tilted her head slightly, and blinked her beautiful big eyes at the man: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Looking at Ye Wan's expression, Shen Qingzhou immediately confirmed his guess.

This guy always has this expression whenever he pretends to be innocent!

But then again, my wife is so cute like this!

The man couldn't help but lower his head and kissed Ye Wan's soft lips, then pressed his forehead against hers.

Seeing Ye Wan's eyes filled with his own reflection, Shen Qingzhou's mouth curled up slightly, but he didn't forget the business. He lowered his voice slightly and asked with a bit of temptation: "Were you implying something to me just now?"

Ye Wan was a little surprised. Shen Qingzhou reacted so quickly this time?

But how could one admit such a thing?

Ye Wan didn't look like she was exposed at all. She continued to maintain her innocent look. She met the man's deep eyes without any evasion and gently hooked his palm with her fingertips: "What's the meaning?"

But before Ye Wan could continue her performance, the elevator made a "ding" sound and slowly stopped.

Ye Wan quickly stepped out from under the man and pulled him out: "We're here!"

Shen Qingzhou was just wondering why the elevator was moving faster than usual today. He looked up at the floor number and found that it was not the basement floor. He pulled the person back helplessly: "We're not there yet."

As Shen Qingzhou finished speaking, the elevator door opened.

There was a middle-aged woman standing outside the door. From their perspectives, the woman's meticulously tied black hair had a few silver strands in it. She was not tall and slightly plump, and she exuded a gentle aura.

She lowered her head, holding a small notebook in her hand, and muttered something "grilled lamb chops, fried rice noodles..." while writing something in the notebook as she walked towards the elevator.

Ye Wan was the first to speak: "Are you going to the cafeteria?"

The woman then discovered that there were two people in the elevator, where she usually hardly met anyone.

She raised her head, with a kind smile on her face that made people feel good about her at first sight. It was Li Lan, the canteen's chef.

Ye Wan held Shen Qingzhou's hand, and they greeted her with a smile: "Auntie Lan."

"Hey!" Li Lan responded with a smile, then turned to Ye Wan and asked, "Wanwan, aren't you staying in the lab today? What do you want to eat in the evening? Tell Auntie Lan and she'll make it for you later!"

Ye Wan showed a hint of apology on her face at the right time: "Sorry Aunt Lan, we have an appointment to go out for dinner tonight."

"Okay!" Li Lan responded quickly, without showing the regretful expression she would normally have when hearing this, and she even smiled a little.

And although Li Lan only said two words, Ye Wan heard unconcealable joy in them.

In Ye Wan's puzzled look, she turned to Shen Qingzhou again, smiling even more: "Xiaozhou, you are going out to eat with Wanwan today, right?"

If you listen carefully, you can actually hear a hint of gnashing of teeth in this "Really?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingzhou only nodded indifferently and uttered a single syllable from his nose: "Hmm."

He didn't say anything else.

Ye Wan felt quite puzzled. Did something happen between these two people that she didn't know about?

Why does this atmosphere seem more and more wrong?

After just glancing back and forth between the two of them twice, Ye Wan noticed a flash of relief in Li Lan's eyes for surviving the disaster.

She blinked her eyes, a bold idea popped into her mind, and she tightened her grip on Shen Qingzhou's hand slightly.

After the man gave her a puzzled look, she just shook her head slightly to indicate that she was fine.

No wonder...

No wonder this person hasn't been bothering me for some time.

When I was usually in the laboratory, Shen Qingzhou would often come in and move around without disturbing me, and occasionally come up with some new ideas.

During this period of time, apart from coming to deliver meals on time, he did not do anything wrong.

Ha ha……

I hope it's not what I think!

The elevator quickly went down to the first floor. Li Lan said goodbye to the two of them, turned around and walked out quickly.

Ye Wan looked at her leaving back. Although she was clearly over fifty years old, Ye Wan could sense a briskness in her steps.

The figure who was leaving happily disappeared from Ye Wan's sight as the elevator door slowly closed.

Ye Wan raised her eyes to look at Shen Qingzhou, and silently mourned for Li Lan in her heart for a few seconds.

Aunt Lan, I’m sorry for your hardship.

Hope the kitchen is ok.

I'll allocate some money to the canteen later to renovate it.

When they arrived at the underground parking lot, Ye Zhuohua and the other two were already waiting.

Because there were so many people, Ye Zhuohua prepared a six-seater Rolls-Royce.

Shen Qingzhou originally wanted to sit in the back seat with Ye Wan. Just as he followed Ye Wan and wanted to get in the car with her, Ye Zhuohua, who got off the driver's seat, pulled him away and sent him to the passenger seat.

"What? You four are sitting in the back seat because you want me to be your driver?"

Facing Ye Zhuohua's murderous gaze, Shen Qingzhou reluctantly sat in the passenger seat, muttering quietly: "Then if I sit in the front, won't you still drive? What high-sounding words are you talking about? You are such a sister-con! You have such a strong desire to control!"

"Hmm? What did you say?" Ye Zhuohua looked unfriendly, and his tone was obviously threatening. "I didn't hear it clearly. Say it again."

Shen Qingzhou coughed twice, straightened his expression and said seriously: "I say you are really the best brother in the world."

Ye Zhuohua rolled his eyes at him and said, "Fasten your seat belts."

After saying that, he walked back to the driver's seat and started the car.

The three people in the back seat had long been accustomed to the two people in the front quarreling whenever they met, and they paid no attention to them at all.

It has been a long time since they last met. Shen Gui is a talkative person. She was a little worried about Shen Qingzhou after being taken back by Ye Yin in the afternoon. But now that she sees her boss being suppressed by someone's bloodline, no one will be jealous of her. She hugged Ye Wan's arm and chattered in her ear about what she had seen and heard in Country Y in the past two years.

Ye Yin paid attention to Shen Qingzhou's expression so as to be able to distance himself from Shen Gui and Ye Wan at any time, while he also participated in their conversation from time to time.

Shen Qingzhou looked at the three people chatting enthusiastically and wanted to join in. He turned around and called out aggrievedly, "Wife..."

Then I saw something slowly rising in front of my eyes.

It is an indispensable thing in the domineering president's novel - the baffle.

Shen Qingzhou's narrow eyes, which usually seemed to be slightly squinting as if smiling, now widened a little.

He stared at the slowly rising baffle for a while without blinking, then suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Zhuohua.

The man in the driving seat looked straight ahead with a serious expression, as if he was concentrating on driving.

If it weren't for the middle finger of that big hand with distinct joints still pressing on the button of the baffle, Shen Qingzhou would really think that the person who raised the baffle was not him.

If I call you a control freak, do you really act like a control freak?

Ye Wan chuckled, feeling a little regretful that she didn't have a camera on her head so she couldn't record the scene of Shen Qingzhou's face changing and watch it over and over again to laugh at him.

But soon Shen Gui brought her back to her topic.

He did not notice that at the moment when the baffle was fully raised, Ye Zhuohua asked Shen Qingzhou a question with a serious face:

"Have you been feeling sleepy lately?"