Just moments ago, Yuan Ye, who had vowed to stand up for Tang Tang, was shocked by the sudden turn of events, leaving him speechless and unable to utter a word. The two young boys who had witnessed Yang Chen's incredible driving skills stood in awe, fearfully hiding behind Yuan Ye, afraid to even glance at Yang Chen.
Only Tang Tang's eyes gleamed with a peculiar brilliance, as if she had seen something incredibly exciting, her gaze shifting rapidly as she looked at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen clapped his hands, shaking his head with a hint of dissatisfaction as he teasingly spoke to Yuan Ye, "Young master, still want to defend this little girl?"
Initially, Yang Chen thought that Yuan Ye would back down after witnessing his undeniable superiority. However, Yuan Ye's unexpected response caught him off guard. Despite wavering for a moment, Yuan Ye remained steadfast, continuing to stand in front of Tang Tang. His tone was no longer arrogant but rather earnest as he said, "I admit that your skills are impressive, but don't think we'll be afraid of you. I will protect Tang Tang."
Tang Tang was visibly moved by Yuan Ye's unwavering determination, but she didn't say much in terms of gratitude.
With a mischievous smile, Yang Chen said, "I didn't expect you to be so loyal. Not bad, not bad. You're quite similar to your Uncle." Laughing heartily, Yang Chen, who had just started an affair, turned around and headed back to his M3.
"You're just going to leave like this!?" Yuan Ye was taken aback, realizing that Yang Chen had let him off the hook.
Sitting back in the driver's seat, Yang Chen winked at Yuan Ye. "Your name is Yuan Ye, right? There are some things I might say that you'd think I'm showing off, and some things may sound cliché. But because you have a decent character, let me give you a word of advice. Don't be too self-righteous in the future. Remember, there will always be someone better than you. It's not just empty talk. I'm just trying to enlighten you, no other intentions. But now, I don't suppose you'll stop me from going home, will you?"
The two boys blocking the road had long since hidden to the side, not daring to obstruct him. Yang Chen quickly started the car and left the scene.
As they watched the BMW gradually disappear into the distance, Yuan Ye, Tang Tang, and the others finally came to their senses, feeling somewhat bewildered.
"What a strange person," Yuan Ye murmured, a hint of both unwillingness and admiration on his handsome face.
Tang Tang, on the other hand, wore an expression of curiosity. Her bright and lively eyes were filled with a mischievous charm, leaving everyone wondering what ideas were swirling in her mind.
Back at the Longjing Manor, as soon as Yang Chen stepped through the door, Wang Mama greeted him with a warm smile, saying, "Young Master is back! Have you eaten yet? If not, I still have some dishes warming up."
Yang Chen rubbed his stomach. After engaging in vigorous activity with Rose in the afternoon and then racing and fighting just now, he had forgotten about eating. He immediately smiled and asked Wang Mama to serve the meal.
Sitting at the dining table, Yang Chen ate two bowls of rice with gusto, then let out a satisfied burp. He turned to Wang Mama, who looked contented, and said, "There's nothing like the taste of home-cooked meals. Especially when it's made by someone as talented as you, Wang Mama."
Wang Mama tidied up the table with a smile and said, "As long as Young Master enjoys it. Compared to what Young Master can do, I can only cook and take care of the house."
"What do you mean?" Yang Chen was somewhat puzzled.
After hesitating for a moment, Wang Mama's face revealed a touch of bitterness. "Young Master, Mr. Lin visited during the day. If it weren't for you, our Miss would have been extremely upset again."
Yang Chen suddenly realized she was referring to the incident involving Lin Kun and Lin Ruoxi earlier in the day. He couldn't help but feel amused and exasperated. "I'm sure Ruoxi is already furious. Any daughter would be angry if her own father called her... you know, that thing."
Wang Mama shook her head. "Young Master, you don't know. Although Miss was angry, it doesn't compare to the previous two times. A few days ago, Master forced Miss to go on a blind date with Young Master Xu from the Xu family and even used the matter of the old mansion to pressure her. Miss was so angry she went out to drink, coming back reeking of alcohol. Just the night before last, she didn't even come home and spent the night outside. I've watched Miss grow up, and she has always been disciplined. If she didn't reach her limit, she would never get completely drunk like that."
Yang Chen felt somewhat embarrassed as he rubbed his nose. Indeed, being drugged and mistaken for a hotel hostess and taken advantage of, who would have known?
"Now it's better," Wang Mama said with relief. "With Young Master here, it won't be so easy for Master to bully Miss anymore. Having a man in the house truly brings peace of mind."
Yang Chen didn't want to continue listening and quickly changed the subject. "Wang Mama, what about Ruoxi? Has she eaten?"
Wang Mama smiled wryly and replied, "Miss is in her study upstairs. After being disturbed by Master's matters during the day, she only started working in the evening. She said she's running out of time with her work and didn't have dinner."
"How can that be? People may be made of iron, but food is like steel. Even if she's devoted to her work, she still needs to eat," Yang Chen frowned.
"I think the same way, but Miss is stubborn. Once she starts working, she doesn't allow us to knock on her door or enter to bring her things, or she'll get angry," Wang Mama said, both helpless and fondness evident on her face.
Yang Chen thought for a moment. Although he didn't know what would happen in the future, at least for now, she was his wife. He couldn't bear to see her hungry. So he said, "Wang Mama, please pack a meal for me, and I'll take it to Ruoxi."
"Really? Maybe Young Master, you going to Miss, will make her eat," Wang Mama seemed eager for Yang Chen to say that. She happily went to the kitchen immediately.
Not long after, Yang Chen carried a tray of hot food and walked to the door of Lin Ruoxi's study on the second floor. The grand red door remained tightly shut, and no sound could be heard from inside.
Yang Chen reached out and knocked on the door, but there was still no response. With his exceptional hearing, Yang Chen could sense that the study was strangely quiet.
Feeling a bit confused, Yang Chen opened the study door himself and quietly walked in.
As he entered, his eyes were greeted by a dazzling array of books neatly arranged around the spacious room. The scent of paper mixed with Lin Ruoxi's unique fragrance filled the air. Between two potted bamboo plants resembling works of art, there was a large mahogany desk covered in various documents and books.
At this moment, Lin Ruoxi was sitting in the black leather swivel chair, slumped over the desk, fast asleep.
In her sleep, her extraordinarily beautiful face lost the coldness usually present. Her long, curved eyelashes, delicate little nose, and rosy, tender lips appeared soft and pitiable, exuding a gentle and sympathetic allure. Her cascading jet-black hair, under the bright desk lamp, reflected an enchanting luster, highlighting Lin Ruoxi's naturally pure and ethereal temperament.
Yang Chen couldn't help but feel a slight sense of emotion as he suddenly glimpsed his wife's vulnerable side. A woman who carried so much pressure and worked tirelessly—it was no wonder she had such a beautiful appearance, yet he had never seen her smile with genuine happiness. Thinking about this, Yang Chen couldn't help but feel a twinge of pity in his heart.
After placing the meal on the table, Yang Chen looked around the study and walked to the coat rack. He took down a thicker coat and approached Lin Ruoxi slowly. He carefully draped the coat over her and made sure it covered her properly, afraid of waking her up. After adjusting her clothing, Yang Chen turned off the desk lamp, dimming the room, and quietly left the study.
When he arrived downstairs, Wang Mama was already busy in the kitchen. Since it was still early, Yang Chen turned on the LED TV in the living room and lay comfortably on the large sofa, watching the evening news.
However, just as he had started watching, he heard footsteps coming from the staircase. Yang Chen turned his head and saw his wife, Lin Ruoxi, suddenly descending the stairs. She held the coat he had put on her, her gaze complicated as she looked at him.