Madam is a dandy, Mr. Shen loves her so much

JAC downtown, Nimit Ventures Building.

In the CEO's office on the top floor, a man stands facing the floor-to-ceiling glass, while cars are constantly flowing below.

This overlooks the best scenery of the entire Jianghuai River, and of course the trees are big and attract the wind.

After Li He handed over this quarter's report, he saw that the man's cell phone left on the table was vibrating.

"Sir, this is the old man's phone number."

As soon as the Dongxu Group incident came out, many people came to the company to inquire about the situation.

Everyone wants to know why Shen Jiyuan wants to cut off people's livelihood at the last moment.

However, the company did not reply to any news from the outside world, and gave the same unified message.

During the cooperation between Dongxu Group and Dingrun, Dongxu Group breached the contract. In order to protect the company's interests, Dingrun made the decision to terminate the cooperation.

As for when to continue, it is still being discussed at a meeting.

Shen Jiyuan turned back to his desk and hung up the phone neatly.

"Sir, Director Wen of Dongxu Group would like to have a call with you."

This was already the fourth call Li He received from Wen Xiao, but the husband had no intention of communicating with Wen Xiao.

"The problem is not with him. He is just wasting his time by looking for me."

Li He knew his husband's temperament well and told him exactly what he was talking about.

There were no exceptions in the past, but now there is an exception like my wife.

He actually wanted to give Wen Xiao a clear path. It would be better to ask his wife for mercy than to ask his husband for mercy.

However, when this incident reached Mr. Shen's ears, it was indeed not pleasant to hear.

The two brothers Shen Muyao and Shen Muche stared at their husband every day, fearing that one of them would make a mistake that they would not notice.

This time the matter can be made a big fuss in front of the old man again.

Although the husband himself doesn’t really care.

"Sir, Wen Qi'an followed Cen Yao to Beicheng."

There is news about Wen Qi'an's people coming back in the past two days.

The marriage contract between Cen Yao and Wen Qi'an was in name only, and it was clear that the two were about to break it off.

It is very intriguing that these two people are involved at this juncture.

"Arrange someone to beat Wen Xiao, and Wen Qi'an must hand over everything in his hands."

The man put his hand on his temples and sat in the back seat with his eyes closed to relax.

The black Cayenne slid out of the underground garage and headed to the city center in a low profile.

Shen Jiyuan received three calls in a row from his old house, but he showed no intention of replying.

The car stopped in the parking lot of Jiang'an Garden. As soon as Shen Jiyuan got out of the car, he saw Cen Xuan also getting out of the car.

She had just finished shopping in the supermarket, and the trunk was full.

At this moment, she was lifting things out with one hand, and the person on the other end of the phone showed no intention of stopping.

Cen Xuan didn't pay attention and the bag in her hand spilled all over the floor.

"Did you hear what I said?"

The signal at Buchan seems to be not very good and intermittent.

"Send me the detailed data."

As she spoke, Cen Xuan knelt down and picked up the bag of potato chips on the ground with a sharp-jointed hand.

She looked up and saw Shen Jiyuan half-crouching in front of her picking up something.

"Are you back?" Cen Xuan asked in a low voice.

Shen Jiyuan looked at the contents of the bag. They were all snacks and some fresh fruits and vegetables.

"I'll hang up first."

Cen Xuan said and hung up the phone.

He handed the other bag to Shen Jiyuan unceremoniously.

"Mr. Shen is very lucky today. He can eat something cooked by me myself."

Shen Jiyuan led people into the elevator.

"I have offended you, and you want to poison me?"

Cen Xuan looked at him speechlessly, what kind of person could say such words with an expressionless face.

"Then don't eat it."

Shen Jiyuan looked at the girl who came in angrily, followed her and closed the living room door.

Today, my aunt was sick and asked for leave, so she didn't feel comfortable using it with someone she wasn't familiar with, so the two of them solved the problem of eating by themselves.

Cen Xuan was too lazy to move. In the past two days, she planned to stay at home and watch all the documentaries of the Jade Sculpture Association's competitions over the years.

I have hands and feet and am too lazy to go out to eat, so I just cook noodles or something to pass the time.

Cen Xuan put the fresh vegetables she bought into the refrigerator and turned around to see the man standing in front of the refrigerator.

"What are you doing here? Do you want me to give you half of it?"

Shen Jiyuan took a step closer and watched her skillfully put the pot on the table.

"Can you still cook?"

Shen Jiyuan's words were full of surprise.

It is almost rumored in Jianghuai's top circles that Cen Xuan, the eldest daughter of the Cen family, is bright and flamboyant, and she was raised by Mr. Cen in the palm of his hand.

Her temperament has nothing to do with washing hands and making soup.

"Although I lived a very comfortable life when I was a child, with countless favors and a horde of bodyguards, I still have some life skills that I should know."

Cen Xuan said, handing him the vegetables, "Those who don't work won't eat."

Shen Jiyuan obediently took the dishes and put them in the pool.

This is what her grandfather told her, even when there were servants and hourly workers at home to get everything done.

She can also cook noodles and basic home-cooked dishes, grandpa said.

No one will always be by her side, and the purpose of learning these is not to let her serve anyone, but to give her the skills to survive when she is alone, that's all.

She really couldn't understand this at first, always thinking that it was just because she lost at chess and the old man punished her to cook just to torment her.

But when she went abroad at the age of eighteen, in a foreign country, she saw how many students who were pampered were unable to eat when they were trapped in a snowstorm and there was only fresh food in the refrigerator.

While she was holding the steaming noodles, she was very grateful to her grandfather for his foresight.

Her cooking skills, which she has practiced abroad over the years, are considered to be at an average level.

Shen Jiyuan watched the girl beside him cutting vegetables, marinating and frying steaks smoothly.

I didn’t feel panicked at all during the whole process, but rather enjoyed myself.

“Does the meat want to be older or tender?”

Cen Xuan asked.

"I eat whatever others give me. I don't choose."

Listening to his words, Cen Xuan remembered that Shen Jiyuan grew up outside, and Shen Muyao, the talkative person, mentioned a few words to her.

Shen Jiyuan used to work as a waiter. After all, his previous life could not be as comfortable as it is now.

Cen Xuan made a salad and fried two steaks.

"Try it, don't tell if it tastes bad." Cen Xuan handed him the knife and fork.

The corners of the man's lips raised, and he held the knife and fork to cut into the tender beef.

Her craftsmanship is very good, better than most people.

"Wen Qian didn't find you?"

Cen Xuan had nothing to say and started chatting with him.

Shen Jiyuan started eating slowly and gracefully.

"No."

Cen Xuan raised her eyebrows, quite firm.

From what she knew about Wen Qi'an, that person was not indifferent and was seriously involved in the Dongxu Group.

There was no way he could just watch the Dongxu Group collapse.

"Do you really want me to divorce?" Cen Xuan suddenly looked at Shen Jiyuan, "I have no choice, his deadline will be in one hour, and I really have to say goodbye to your ex-husband."

Shen Jiyuan's hand holding the knife and fork paused for a moment.

He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Cen Xuan, his eyes were dark and unclear, and his half-smiling look made people shudder.

Cen Xuan shook his shoulders subconsciously. This man's aura was really extraordinary.

"So useless?"

Cen Xuan took a sip of juice and said, "I'm lazy and just follow the crowd."

Shen Jiyuan was amused by her words and finished the last bite of steak on the plate. "Mrs. Shen, how can you act with such a lack of momentum? Just go with the flow. How will you face the coming storm?"

After hearing this, Cen Xuan glanced at him without knowing what he meant.

Both of them were obviously hungry and their plates were clean.

Cen Xuan ordered the people at the table as she stood up.

"Clean the dishes."

The man did not deny it, picked up the plate and entered the kitchen obediently.

Cen Xuan was nestled on the sofa and continued to watch the documentary, and Ji Yan happened to send a message to ask her.

"Did your husband ask Dongxu Group how to deal with it?"

Cen Xuan replied, typing on her hand, "I didn't say."

Ji Zhuo came over with three emoticons on his face.

"Hey, do I really want to divorce you when the time comes?"

Cen Xuan also replied with an emoticon.

She and Shen Jiyuan went to get a divorce, and the man looked like that just now.

The contract was signed for one year. If she broke the contract now, Shen Jiyuan would not be allowed to eat her directly.

When the doorbell rang, Cen Xuan glanced at her back, who was still washing dishes in the kitchen.

She stood up obediently and went to open the door.

"After searching for a long time, I thought he wasn't home."

Tang Rong entered the entrance hall grandly.

She wore a gorgeous leather jacket that reached to her knees, and her hair was wavy, making her look like a lady.

Uncle Zhong followed her, and when she saw Cen Xuan, the old man nodded politely.

"Where's Ji Yuan?"

After Tang Rong entered the living room, she glanced around and soon saw the man washing dishes with his back to them.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes. After confirming that the person was Shen Jiyuan, she looked at Uncle Zhong with almost wide eyes.

The boy was washing the dishes. He was actually washing the dishes.

After reacting, she hurriedly spoke.

"You are Ji Yuan's wife. This man has come back from work all day. How can you ask him to wash the dishes?"

Cen Xuan glanced over there and explained.

"Auntie is on leave today. I will cook and he will wash the dishes."

Uncle Zhong also looked at Shen Jiyuan. The old man said nothing and just waited.

"You are really not virtuous at all."

Inexplicably carrying the reputation of being unvirtuous, Cen Xuan did not refute.

For women like Tang Rong, who were raised with the three obediences and four virtues, it is difficult to understand why men should be allowed to work in the kitchen and do housework.

There's no point in arguing with her.

Cen Xuan walked into the kitchen and stood next to Shen Jiyuan.

"Uncle Zhong is here."

Uncle Zhong represents the old man, who has hardly left the house in recent years.

Uncle Zhong has stayed in the Shen family for fifty years and rarely goes out, but the children of the Shen family all know that what Uncle Zhong means is what the old man means.

Shen Jiyuan put the last plate on the shelf, turned off the faucet and took a towel to wipe his hands.

"Is Grandpa going to ask you to punish him?"

This time there was a lot of commotion, and everyone was in the same circle, and no one wanted to fight and kill everyone.

"Scared?"

The man looked down at her.

Cen Xuan shook his head.

But seeing the worry on her face, Shen Jiyuan stretched out his hand to rub her head and led her out of the kitchen.

The two saw him coming out of the kitchen and greeted him.

"Ji Yuan, your grandma wants to see Cen Xuan." Tang Rong spoke first.

Shen Jiyuan led her to sit down on the sofa, restarted the paused documentary for her, and motioned her to stay here quietly.

"She's not going anywhere."

After listening to Shen Jiyuan's words, Tang Rong was also stunned.

Because of the Dongxu Group's affairs, the old man was not very happy. The old lady wanted to ease the situation, so she let Cen Xuan go.

Many times paranoid men only need a gentle woman to resolve conflicts.

Tang Rong volunteered to take on this task and came over to invite Cen Xuan.

Unexpectedly, I got choked when I came up.

"Your grandma wants to see her, so it's not good for you to hold her captive like this." Tang Rong reasoned with him very seriously, "The women of the Shen family have their own rules, so you'd better not interfere."

Anyway, it was the old lady who asked her to find someone.

With the old lady backing her up, she doesn't have to be afraid of this brat.

"She is my wife, not from the Shen family."

Shen Jiyuan only said this.

Cen Xuan sat on the sofa and kept glancing here.

Tang Rong rushed towards her as soon as she came in. Cen Xuan still felt this.

It is estimated that the old lady invited her over to talk about the Dongxu Group.

Thinking of this, she stood up and prepared to pack her things and go to the old house with Tang Rong.

Since he is a comrade in the trenches, of course he has to share the ups and downs, and he cannot be allowed to face the old man's wrath alone.

After all, this happened because of her.

But before Cen Xuan could go over, Li He had already invited the people out.

Cen Xuan was left standing there stupidly.

Uncle Zhong only glanced at Tang Rong and spoke to Shen Jiyuan concisely.

"If you don't answer the phone, I hope you go back."

Shen Jiyuan has hung up four calls from his old house.

The old man also knew his grandson's temperament, so he arranged for Uncle Zhong to come out and invite people.

"understood."

Listening to Shen Jiyuan's expressionless response.

Uncle Zhong couldn't help but speak.

"Third Young Master, the rumors outside are all about Third Young Mistress. If they continue like this, it will not be good for her."

There have been rumors from the Shen family that Cen Xuan is arrogant due to his favor, coupled with the scene he saw just now when he entered the house.

If Tang Rong goes back to add fuel to the fire, Cen Xuan's situation will not be very good.

It is right to love your wife, but you must have boundaries.

The old man would not allow the children of the Shen family to appear in such things as beacon-fire dramas with the princes.

His current situation is just like that of the young master back then.

In addition, some thoughtful people came to the old man to add fuel to the fire and say such things.

The old man will naturally respond, and I'm afraid that the old man won't like Cen Xuan who caused this turmoil too much.

"She doesn't need to be looked at by anyone." Shen Jiyuan replied coldly.

Uncle Zhong also knew not to listen, so he just sighed and shook his head.

After all, they are father and son, and they share the same blood. In some aspects, Shen Jiyuan really looks like his father.

"I brought the words. You must go back tonight."

Otherwise, it would be difficult for anyone to explain to the old man.

It’s better not to kill them all, that’s not good.

Seeing Uncle Zhong go out, Cen Xuan ran over.

He looked up at the man.

"You won't be beaten to death, will you?"

Wouldn't her sin be greater then?