The Clingy Contract: My CEO Husband Won't Stop Spoiling Me-Chapter 687: Why Does Something Seem Off?
"I think you’d be perfect as an ox head or horse face," Ye Gushen’s voice was icy. "Hurry up and find someone!"
"Boss, give me a few more days..." Lin Shang jogged off, but kept looking back at him.
"I’ll give you a hundred minutes!"
"Really... Thank you, Boss!" Lin Shang turned around and ran faster. If he didn’t hurry, those hundred minutes would be gone!
After Ye Gushen left, he went straight to Su Zui’s office building.
The office, naturally, was extremely luxurious with an elegant nanmu wood desk. The paintings on the walls were from various countries, and the lavish decorations really didn’t fit Su Zui’s aesthetic at all.
"I’m planning to redecorate! It won’t be so gaudy!" Su Zui looked at Ye Gushen’s cold, handsome face. "Is Zong Zheng dead?"
"No," Ye Gushen sat down opposite him. "Shouldn’t you be more interested in the people he was trading with?"
"Damn! I must have been brain-dead back then! Brain-dead! Brain-dead! Why did I take this job? I’m so busy I could die! I’ve been in this position for so long and haven’t even gone on a diplomatic mission to another country. They’ve told me at least a hundred times! When are you free to go with me?"
"For a diplomatic mission, you need a wife, not a warrior," Ye Gushen said expressionlessly.
"You say it like it’s easy! There are so many women out there, but none that I like! Why didn’t my dad have the foresight to arrange a marriage for me? How great would that be!" He suddenly envied Ye Gushen.
And he had only seen photos of Little Suisi as a child. She hadn’t grown up to be ugly at all; she got prettier and prettier.
"An arranged marriage doesn’t guarantee she’d still marry you now," Ye Gushen’s eyes barely showed a hint of a smile.
"I don’t care! Right now, you are mine! As for Zong Zheng, even if we can’t catch him, it’s fine! Just don’t let his deal go through, and dig up that person! That’s it!"
"You think it’s that easy?" Ye Gushen countered.
"Isn’t it said that the capable do more work? Our great, wise, and mighty Ye! Let me thank you in advance for your hard work!" Su Zui stood up. "If you need anything, just say it. I can get you anyone you want! I’ve only just secured this position and don’t want to lose face by quickly giving it up!"
"I don’t need anyone; just don’t treat me like a tool," Ye Gushen stood up and calmly said, "Sir, you may sit."
"Ye Gushen, are you messing with me?"
He actually used "Sir"!
"Am I?" Ye Gushen asked back.
"I am, so yes, you are!" Su Zui lifted his chin, his voice sharp.
"Then so be it. I’ll do my best with Zong Zheng. There are many things you should keep an eye on Huo Jianrong and Wei Chi Xiao!"
After Ye Gushen left, Su Zui slumped into his chair and murmured, "Can’t I just have a peaceful couple of days?"
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"La la la..."
"One, two, one!"
Ye Gushen walked into the house, his gaze following the sound. His little wife was wearing workout clothes, standing on a yoga mat with a computer in front of her, following along with an exercise video.
But no matter how he looked at it, her movements were far from standard and very different from those of the person on the screen.
A faint smile appeared in Ye Gushen’s eyes as he quietly walked over.
Tang Suiyu moved a few times and then felt tired, stretching lazily and swinging her arms backward with force.
Huh...
Something felt off?
