My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Yang Chen had a dream he hadn't had in a long time. He wanted to sleep a little more when he woke up in the morning, but he also took a group of female colleagues with him when they were on the road. He could only wash slowly and go downstairs to eat breakfast.    

    

Sitting beside Liu Mingyu and the others listlessly, Yang Chen had no appetite at all as he watched the women start eating Japanese baked eels in the early morning.    

    

After drinking two bowls of soup, Yang Chen didn't eat much.    

    

"What's wrong with you? Normally, your stomach is the biggest, but today, you only drink soup?" Zhao Hongyan couldn't help but ask curiously.    

    

Yang Chen naturally wouldn't tell the truth. He rubbed his stomach that wasn't hungry at all, "It was too much of a shock for me to accompany you guys to the mall yesterday. My appetite isn't good."    

    

"What does this have to do with us going shopping? Don't even think of an excuse, we still have to go tonight." Zhang Cai said as she stuffed the sausages into her mouth.    

    

Yang Chen rolled his eyes. He knew earlier that he wouldn't provoke them!    

    

The main itinerary in the morning was the Asakusa Temple in Tokyo. This was the oldest temple in Japan, with nearly seven hundred years of history. Every year, many tourists and residents would go there to pray for blessings.    

    

The Japanese temple did not have to worship a god. It could be an object, it could be a plant. Anything that they thought was spiritual could build a temple for them, so there were always strange things about Japanese temples.    

    

However, Yang Chen was not interested in these things. What made him more spirited was the matter of him asking Ma Qidun to check on Anxin last night.    

    

Ma Qidun sent a report over the cellular network regarding Anxin's situation.    

    

Just by a rough look, Yang Chen felt that it was funny, no wonder Ann Zaihuan brought Anxin to Japan, it was Liu Family doing something.    

    

After learning from Ma Qidun's investigation, Liu Family did not seem to have the patience to wait for Anxin to take the initiative to return home. Under Liu Kangbai's instigation, the former directly chose to hold a grand wedding in the Japanese small Jia Village.    

    

At that time, all sorts of famous people would come from Liu Family's passenger liner to participate in Liu Family's and An family's wedding.    

    

Anxin didn't care if she was willing or not. This time, she was caught by Ann Zaihuan and forced to marry Liu Yun.    

    

Yang Chen looked at the time. There was still a week left to go. It seemed like he had no way to play with his female colleagues to the end. Although it wasn't kind of him to quit midway, but if Anxin really became their bride, wouldn't he really make Liu Yun proud?    

    

Anxin would probably be disheartened by life. With her crazy personality, it was hard to say if she would commit suicide.    

    

Yang Chen directly sent back an email, telling Ma Qidun to keep an eye on her and not let anything happen to Anxin. As for how to deal with Liu Family's meticulously planned wedding, Yang Chen was not in a hurry.    

    

If they stood tall and fell hard, they could be proud for a few days.    

    

After breakfast, Kawakami, who had been secretly ridiculed by the PR ladies, left with a group of women.    

    

Walking into the 'Thunder Gate' of the Asakusa Temple, there were all kinds of traditional Japanese folk craft shops and snacks on both sides, which attracted a lot of tourists. The women took a look here and there, and soon they began to play.    

    

Kawakami explained for a while and then allowed everyone to walk freely. When the time was right, they could gather around the car.    

    

Yang Chen had never thought that he would have to go shopping with a woman so early in the morning. How could he bear this? After running to a few stores, he pretended to be hungry and bought a bunch of octopus roasted meat. He then ran to a secluded staircase and ate his own food.    

    

Liu Mingyu and the other girls rolled their eyes at Yang Chen. Although they were dissatisfied, they couldn't do anything about this shameless guy.    

    

The other men were chasing after these beautiful women. This fellow, even letting him go with them was like giving him poison.    

    

Yang Chen was leisurely leaning against a stone counter, gnawing on traditional snacks that didn't taste too good, while watching all kinds of tourists by the roadside.    

    

Many Japanese and Tokyo locals came to pray for their blessings. After all, it was New Year's Eve and many Japanese were wearing kimono and walking clogs as they reverently came to the temple for their signatures.    

    

After asking for their signatures, there were Chinese characters and poems on the wall of the Asakusa Temple. Different poems had different meanings. After reading the Japanese translation, the Japanese would be able to find out whether they were lucky or not in the coming year.    

    

If you are unlucky, you leave your lot in the temple and pray for bad luck to go away.    

    

The PR ladies who were busy shopping didn't know or care about these things. Although Yang Chen came to Japan a few years ago and knew a lot, he was too lazy to say anything. After all, it was a bit strange that way, so it wouldn't be easy to explain it to others.    

    

After finishing the food he bought, Yang Chen was about to throw the paper bag into the trash can beside him. But at this moment, in a place where there was a huge crowd, a figure flashed by from the corner of his eyes …    

    

It was a group of people who were about to leave the temple after praying. In a crowded crowd, it was actually not easy to spot such a figure. However, for Yang Chen, even if this figure appeared at the tip of the iceberg, he could still instantly arouse a strong reaction!    

    

It was still the blue one-shouldered dress he had seen last night. She had long black hair that hung down her hips. Unlike yesterday, there was a pink ribbon tied carelessly behind the hair, giving it a Japanese style.    

    

But in such a cold winter, such a cool and refreshing feeling, how could it possibly be anyone else?    

    

Yang Chen didn't have time to throw away the trash in his hands and quickly ran into the crowd below. Because there were too many people, he squeezed around and stumbled around. When Yang Chen ran to the place where the shadow was, he lost its message.    

    

Yang Chen looked around. His head was bobbing up and down, but he could no longer see that back figure just now …    

    

Yang Chen threw the trash on the ground with all his might, then walked out of the temple with a sullen face, not bothering to pay attention to the looks of disdain from the people around him.    

    

If seeing it the first time could be an illusion, then why did he see it the second time!?    

    

Yang Chen suddenly felt that this was a joke the heavens wanted to play with him, but this joke wasn't funny at all.    

    

Yang Chen's heart felt like it was being knocked over. All kinds of bitterness and bitterness made him want to yell at the sky, but in the end, he resisted.    

    

When Yang Chen walked back to the tour bus, Kawakami wanted to say hello to Yang Chen, but upon seeing Yang Chen's scary expression, she immediately shut her mouth.    

    

When they got back into the car, none of the women had come back yet.    

    

Yang Chen closed his eyes and the image of his back appeared in his mind. His heart contracted and he felt a twitching pain.    

    

Seventeen... Seventeen... Is it really you … Are you really still in this world?    

    

If it was you, why did you avoid me? If you want to avoid me, why did you have to appear in front of me twice?    

    

After nearly half an hour, when the group of women returned to the car, Yang Chen had already returned to his normal state. Leaning against the chair, he was dozing off. This situation even confused Kawakami, who had returned to the car.    

    

Because a group of women had no interest in the modern high-rise buildings and were only interested in shopping and beauty, the plan to visit the Tokyo Tower in the evening was cancelled. The group proceeded to the famous Tang River Plain Hot Springs in Shennai County, an hour and a half away from Tokyo.    

    

The Hot Springs Hotel, the tatami, the women chattering on and on in the car.    

    

Liu Mingyu chatted with them for a while and realized that Yang Chen's mood wasn't right. She asked with worry in her heart, "Why do you look so listless? Are you sick?"    

    

Yang Chen smiled in relief, "It's fine, it's just that I'm not good enough on your topic. I'm a bit depressed."    

    

"Of course." Liu Mingyu smiled and said, "You're not a woman, you won't understand our thoughts."    

    

"Yeah, I really don't understand." Yang Chen muttered.    

    

After lunch at a famous bakery in Tokyo, and after two hours of driving, they arrived at Tangheyuan Hot Spring in Shennekawa County.    

    

Entering the old wooden structure of the spa hotel, the waiters around were all old grandma's age, but they were all wearing makeup and greeted Yang Chen's group with smiles like the young waiters.    

    

Zhang Cai, who had a rather skittish personality, pouted and complained, "The Japanese are really too wicked. So many old people came to serve as waiters, have all those young people died? What should I do? I'm even embarrassed to death to have these old people serve me."    

    

"It's not that all the young people are dead, it's just that Japan's age is getting worse and the young people don't spend much energy on being waiters. You get used to it after experiencing so much, it's almost always like this in the developed countries of the West." Yang Chen explained.    

    

Zhang Cai nodded, as if she understood something. "But it's still awkward."    

    

Since it was more suitable to soak in a hot spring at night and the boat was very tiring, the group of people were also tired, so they followed the waiter to the reserved room first.    

    

When he arrived at the guest room, a vending machine was placed at the entrance of the corridor, attracting everyone's attention.    

    

Because the exterior of this machine was obviously something that came with the color of an adult, a strong man, and a woman with dew on her …    

    

"Hey, what is this again …?" Zhang Cai pulled Yang Chen's sleeves and asked with a red face.    

    

The other PR ladies also wanted to know, but they were too embarrassed to ask and just stared at Yang Chen.    

    

Although Yang Chen was thick-skinned, he still felt embarrassed when faced with this kind of thing. He explained: "If you put in a note worth one thousand dollars, which is only one thousand yen, you will be given a card. That card number can be used on the TV shows in your room. When you're done typing, you can watch that channel. "    

    

What was that channel? Needless to say, the public relations women understood that the Japanese industry was extremely developed, and adult television stations were, of course, common. A thousand yuan for twenty-four hours wasn't a very expensive consumption.    

    

"So it's that sort of thing. I thought it was something, but I can't bear to look at it anymore. Let's go!" Zhang Cai immediately ran away, her face as red as a tomato.    

    

The other women also had serious expressions on their faces, but they pretended nothing had happened.    

    

Yang Chen touched his nose and coincidentally saw Liu Mingyu give him a shy look. Immediately, a ball of anger rose from below.    

    

"I'll see you tonight." Yang Chen whispered into Liu Mingyu's ear.    

    

Noticing that no one was paying attention, Liu Mingyu glared at Yang Chen, "I sleep in the same room as Hongyan, don't do anything rash!"    

    

"Little Yu, you're too ruthless. At least you have a chance." Yang Chen smiled bitterly.    

    

Liu Mingyu pursed her flowery lips. She was moved as well as she said quietly, "I'll go find you after Hongyan falls asleep that night …"    

    

Yang Chen chuckled like a fox who had just succeeded in cheating, "Remember to wash your face in the hot spring. I'll wait for you."