Young Master Chu’s Guide to Spoiling his Wife

Chu Yichen hadn't planned to tell Shen Qianyun the truth so soon. He just wanted to tease Gu Xiaoxiao, but he didn't expect Gu Xiaoxiao to be so anxious.

Taking Gu Xiaoxiao's body forward a few steps, Gu Xiaoxiao backed up until his back was stuck to the wall.

Chu Yichen stretched out his long arms and leaned on the wall. Gu Xiaoxiao glanced sideways at his hand, then at his bright starry eyes, pursing her lips a little nervously.

"It's okay if you don't tell grandma, but you have to think about how to compensate me." Chu Yichen lowered his head, and if the corners of his lips rubbed against Gu Xiaoxiao, if there is something like nothing. Looking at her red ears with a smile at the corner of her mouth, Chu Yichen whispered: "Mrs. Chu, how long do you plan to let me stay alone?"

"I... Grandma is still waiting for me to eat, I'm going back first!"

Gu Xiaoxiao didn't know how to answer Chu Yichen's words, so she pushed him away with force, and then ran to the door and rang the doorbell. From time to time, she looked at Chu Yichen over there with her left light, for fear that he would follow. come.

As soon as the door opened, Gu Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to get in, and then closed the door. Shen Qianyun looked at her flushed cheeks, frowned and asked, "Why is your face so red? Did you catch a cold and fever?"

"No, it's not!" Gu Xiaoxiao quickly explained, "It may be caused by the wind outside. It will be fine in a while."

Entering the living room, Gu Xiaoxiao looked around, and then he saw Chu Xiaoxi lying on the sofa with a look of impossibility.

Stepping over, Gu Xiaoxiao knelt down and poked her in the cheek.

"Have you not found the author of that painting?"

Gu Xiaoxiao’s words hit Chu Xiaoxi’s sore spot, she got up, hugged Gu Xiaoxiao tightly, crying and wailing, "I don’t care, I must use that pattern. I can’t find the author. Just postpone the press conference!"

"Good, good, no hurry." Gu Xiaoxiao patted Chu Xiaoxi's back, comfortingly said: "There will always be a way, trust me."

Shen Qianyun warmed up the food, Gu Xiaoxiao took a bite, and then went into the study. It was not until 11:30 when she returned to the bedroom with the computer.

Lie on the bed, Gu Xiaoxiao stared at the painting on the screen in a daze. This is an oil painting of a seven or eight-year-old girl with a beautiful wreath on her head, showing a happy smile in the dazzling sunlight.

Chu Xiaoxi was fascinated by her when she saw this painting. Even though Gu Xiaoxiao has no artistic qualities, he still feels that this painting is really beautiful.

"Dangdang."

When the door was knocked, Gu Xiaoxiao replied "Come in" without looking up, thinking it was Chu Xiaoxi.

"Xiao Xiao, why don't you sleep at this late hour?" Shen Qianyun watched Gu Xiaoxiao looking at the computer intently, walked over, and said sternly: "I have to go to work tomorrow, go to bed early."

"I know about Grandma, I'm just thinking, is there any way I can help Xiao Xi."

Shen Qianyun glanced at Gu Xiaoxiao's computer, and after seeing the painting above, he was taken aback.

"I heard that Xiao Xi called today as if she was looking for the author of a painting?" Shen Qianyun asked in a low voice.

"Yes, it's the author of this painting. She needs the author's authorization to use it, otherwise the new product launch after the Chinese New Year may be postponed."

Gu Xiaoxiao understands the character of Chu Xiaoxi. She can do it when she says it. If she keeps finding the author, Chu Xiaoxi might indeed postpone the press conference indefinitely.