My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

At first glance, some people would think that the Elk Garden of Zhong Hai's West Region was a place to raise Elk, but in reality, it was a high-class place close to the suburbs. There were a total of three Italian style fortified buildings, just like the headquarters of the Mafia family. They were rich in the Gothic style.    

    

Different from other places, the surroundings were covered in lush and verdant trees. One needed to drive for nearly ten minutes to be able to meandering through the main entrance and entering the interior of the garden.    

    

Usually, the members who could come here to spend their money were businessmen and politicians who had a reputation in China and Haiti. Although a normal high-end clubhouse could have a good secure environment, it was only in this kind of hidden place that they could feel safe, as they did not wish to be noticed by others.    

    

However, the number of guests tonight seemed to be exceptionally small, as if some of them had agreed to avoid tonight. Only a few of the guests went to the main building of the Elk Garden in a low-key manner and entered the hall.    

    

What made this piece of land even more depressing was the bodyguards in black clothes and sunglasses standing outside the venue. Every five steps, a man would stand there and coldly watch the passing customers and cars.    

    

A black Aston Martin drove slowly to the bottom of the stairs directly in front of the meeting place. The luxury cars made by the old British brands were quiet and did not make any noise.    

    

The round-faced Little Zhao took off his club attire, wore a suit, and got down from the front passenger seat respectfully to open the car door for the main character at the back.    

    

A crystal colored high-heeled shoe was the first to step out of the car, followed by a pair of fair, jade-like legs. Gradually, a red-black evening dress appeared before everyone's eyes, landing on the bright red carpet.    

    

Qiangwei gently lifted the hair in front of her eyes. Her carefully combed long hair was tied up today in order to match the dress, leaving only a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind. On the left shoulder of the gown, there was a black lacy Qiangweihua. On the other side, there was a pink and white fragrant shoulder. The style of the dress was classical and elegant. The upper part of the dress was made of fine black and red lines, while the lower part was covered with a layer of the complex vine from the Baroque era, giving it a mysterious and sexy appearance.    

    

The usually lazy and charming woman was like an outstanding Royal Princess tonight. She was as enchanting as ever, but she could be seen from afar without the need to amuse herself.    

    

Many of the guests who were about to enter the venue knew Qiangwei. After all, she was one of the main protagonists of tonight's banquet and was also the Queen of the Underground World who kept her head down while maintaining a low profile. In the short span of a few years, her Red Thorn Society was no less than her West Union Society in terms of control over the underground economy.    

    

However, the head of the underworld who appeared in front of them at this moment was so beautiful that it was intoxicating. At the same time, one wouldn't be able to discern the rogue aura from the head of the underworld, which gave many men the illusion that there was a possibility that the devils of hell would also like the gentlemen of the mortal world?    

    

"Big sis, why isn't Yang-ge here yet?" Little Zhao looked at his watch and saw that it was already past the appointed time, so he asked in a low voice.    

    

Qiangwei sighed softly. She turned around and beckoned to the other figure in the car.    

    

Chen Rong, who wore a plain white princess dress, walked out with a blush. Although she wasn't as charming as Qiangwei, she still had a unique and pure charm. However, the girl seemed not used to revealing her fragrant shoulders and meticulously putting on makeup, and shyly didn't dare to raise her head.    

    

"Rongrong, look up. You're very beautiful, don't be afraid." Qiangwei encouraged with a smile.    

    

Only then did Chen Rong muster up her courage. After realizing that some of the surrounding people were looking at her appreciatively and weren't looking down on her, she calmed down a little, but her blush still remained.    

    

"You tell Little Zhao why you, Brother Yang, aren't here, right?" Qiangwei said.    

    

Chen Rong let out an "ah" and blinked her eyes. She said uncertainly, "Is it because I don't want to attract too much attention?"    

    

Qiangwei glanced at her approvingly, then slightly shook her head at Little Zhao, "Look, Rongrong is so much younger than you, yet she can understand, when will you be more shrewd?"    

    

Little Zhao laughed awkwardly, "Didn't Brother Yang say so? How come I don't see him? "    

    

"With his abilities, he can enter anytime. He said he would definitely come, so let's go in first. "    

    

Little Zhao had no doubt about it, but he was still a bit worried as he said, "Big sister, just the three of us, and we even brought Brother Yang, who did not appear. With nothing for self-defense, nothing bad will happen tonight, right?    

    

"Since it's already here, let it be. What should happen will happen. What shouldn't happen, will never happen."    

    

Little Zhao was stunned again. He couldn't figure out what it meant. As he hurried to catch up, he whispered to Chen Rong who was looking around curiously, "Rongrong, what does Big Sis mean by that?"    

    

Lili pretended to be mature and sighed, "Brother Little Zhao, you will naturally understand what you should understand. What you don't understand, it's useless even if you say it out loud …" With that, the girl ignored him.    

    

"Why is it another big sis …" Little Zhao sighed bitterly.    

    

After entering the spacious banquet hall, the bright crystal chandeliers lit up the entire hall until it was as bright as day. The air was filled with the sweet scent of cocktails and the high-end perfume of men and women.    

    

The sumptuous dessert and fruit buffets were neatly arranged at the side of the hall. Quite a few waiters and waiters walked amongst the guests.    

    

Due to the fact that tonight's banquet was a meeting between the West Region and the Eastern District's underground head, although quite a few people were invited, the number of people present was not as many as the other banquets. A sparse crowd stood on the dance floor, discussing some serious or casual matters, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.    

    

Of course, the ones with the largest number of people were still people from West Union Society. Almost every elder of West Union Society would lead a few of their trusted aides and aides to appear at the banquet and chat and laugh loudly with some of the partners of the unorthodox sects.    

    

The moment Qiangwei appeared in the banquet hall, she attracted the gazes of everyone present there. Astonishment, hatred, greed, playfulness, adoration, and all sorts of other emotions permeated the room. However, no one dared to go up and talk to Qiangwei. After all, no one could predict what would happen tonight.    

    

Many of them had even received the news that Qiangwei had been shot. Seeing a woman with an extraordinary beauty appear on the battlefield made this "rumor" break down on its own.    

    

As for the majority of the people, they were surprised that Qiangwei actually dared to enter West Union Society's banquet alone. Although they knew that the father and son of the Zhou Family had come with Dongxing tonight, even if they had to give them face, they would still have no choice but to come. Qiangwei's courage was too great when it came to a man without a strong physique and a beautiful stranger!    

    

At this moment, a man in waiter's uniform walked up to Qiangwei. "Beautiful lady, may I offer you a glass of sincere champagne as a praise for your beauty?"    

    

Hearing the familiar voice, Qiangwei turned her head. It was indeed Yang Chen, holding a plate of champagne and acting as a waiter!    

    

Holding up a glass of sparkling wine, Qiangwei rolled her eyes at him like a blissful little woman. She couldn't help but laugh. "Is this the legendary surprise? How did you become a waiter?"    

    

"I'm in a hurry, it's not convenient to come in with you guys. "But I can't think of any better way to sneak in without fighting, and it was just lucky that the owner of this set of clothes went out and threw a bag of trash."    

    

"Brother Yang, you're really relaxed, I'm so nervous, you came here to play!" Little Zhao said in disbelief.    

    

Yang Chen gave him a naughty smile, "Little Zhao, take off your clothes."    

    

"What?" Little Zhao clutched his chest, looking like he was about to 'resist to the death'.    

    

"I'll trade for my vest and your suit." Yang Chen blinked at him.    

    

Little Zhao's resistance was futile because Qiangwei already signaled him to listen to Yang Chen with her eyes. He could only follow Yang Chen to a corner to exchange clothes with a resentful expression on his face.    

    

Once again becoming a waiter, Little Zhao seemed to be unable to change his fate. He stretched his face, picked up the plate Yang Chen had, and innocently and pitifully wiped his tears as he went to work.    

    

"Still, that suit fits Little Zhao the Ripper," Chen Rong jokingly commented.    

    

Yang Chen was a little surprised that Qiangwei would bring Chen Rong here. It seemed that Qiangwei was determined to nurture Chen Rong. Otherwise, she wouldn't have brought a girl to such a big occasion. He could only hope that it wouldn't be too exciting tonight. It would be the end if the little girl couldn't stand it. He didn't have the face to see her brother!    

    

"Qiangwei, my daughter, you're finally here."    

    

This clear voice had appeared in the ROSE not long ago. It was Situ Mingze.    

    

Situ Mingze, who wore a white tailcoat, appeared gentle and refined. It was impossible to tell from his clean and handsome face that he was someone close to a hundred years old. He was like the most classical gentleman in England, calm and composed. Behind him were a few big shots of West Union Society and Situ Mingze's bodyguards.    

    

Beside Situ Mingze, there was a short man in a black suit. His appearance was a lot older and he couldn't be considered good-looking, but his entire body seemed to be shrouded in a dark fog. His smile was like a zombie crawling out of a coffin. He gave people a forceful and honest feeling when they squeezed out of the crowd.    

    

In the blink of an eye, the smile that Qiangwei had been laughing on her face vanished without a trace. She said, "I don't know if it was two years ago, or three years ago, but I told you that I am no longer your daughter."    

    

"Tsk, tsk." Situ Mingze was not angry at Qiangwei's cold tone, and said warmly: "How can you say that. Blood is thicker than water. It's fine if you make a ruckus every day. But in front of your elders, it's not really appropriate to talk to your father like this."    

    

The meeting of the father and daughter finally brought the simple banquet that had been going on for quite some time to the main show. Many of the guests had already begun to gather quietly, paying attention to the conversation on the stage.    

    

Qiangwei did not argue with Situ Mingze on this topic. Instead, she turned her gaze towards the short man who was chuckling merrily and looking full of good will. "You must be the president of Dongxing, Mr. Zhou Guangnian, right?"    

    

Zhou Guangnian modestly waved his hand, like a kind uncle next door, looking at the girl next door, "It's really lucky that Miss Qiangwei knows me, but I haven't been around for many years. Now I'm the chairman of Dongxing Group, it's my pleasure to meet you."    

    

The meaning of the only underworld boss in the east district was very clear — I'm of a higher grade than you!