CHAPTER 50: CHAPTER 49 SPREAD SOME DOG FOOD

Yang Chen walked back to his room, closed the door behind him, and then there was a sound of the lock clicking into place.

Wei Xueqing turned her head and saw Ye Xin’s playful expression.

"Why are you looking at me like that!" Wei Xueqing’s cheeks blushed adorably, like red apples.

Ye Xin laughed, "So, what do you think? Isn’t my husband super manly?"

Wei Xueqing pouted, "Let me tell you, he’s like a stone pulled out from a toilet, both smelly and tough, and it’s the kind that’s been soaking in there for over twenty years!"

"Pfft!" Ye Xin couldn’t help but laugh, "Your description is spot on!"

Although Ye Xin didn’t feel it as strongly as Wei Xueqing, she was observant, and Yang Chen’s stubborn bad temper was evident.

"Let me tell you!" Wei Xueqing perked up when talking about Yang Chen, "Did you know? I felt really sorry for that little girl, and you know, the leukemia treatment technology back home isn’t that great, the Northern Federation is more advanced. I told him I could contact my friends to arrange for the girl to be treated abroad, but he wouldn’t agree and just gave me a stinky face saying, ’No need!’ Tell me, isn’t that infuriating!"

Wei Xueqing deliberately mimicked Yang Chen’s cold expression to Ye Xin.

Ye Xin found it amusing, "You mimic him so well."

Wei Xueqing noticed Ye Xin’s attention was not where she wanted it, so she pinched Ye Xin gently and said angrily, "I’m telling you this, you should convince him, for the girl’s sake, if he has no money, I can advance it. After all, I made quite a bit of Northern Federation currency back on Will Street."

Ye Xin restrained her smile and shook her head, "There’s no need, the treatment here at home is pretty good."

Although Ye Xin knew Yang Chen didn’t have the same identity as she did, battlefield doctors who had been to the Northern Federation typically had records there, and their intelligence bureau was no joke.

For people like them, once they go abroad, or if relatives and friends go, they’d immediately be watched by intelligence organizations, potentially encountering danger.

Going abroad for treatment is a good option for ordinary people, but not suitable for those who have lived on the battlefield.

Wei Xueqing was furious, glaring at Ye Xin, "Yang Chen is a stubborn stone, are you one too? You at least often go to the Northern Federation, don’t you know the conditions there?"

Ye Xin shook her head, "Not suitable."

"You..." Wei Xueqing was so angry she was speechless.

Riiip!

Ye Xin directly tore Wei Xueqing’s stockings.

Wei Xueqing was wide-eyed at the scene.

"What are you doing! These are from the Northern Federation, why are you tearing them?"

Ye Xin glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window and said, "It’s daytime now, the curtains aren’t closed, and we’re in the living room. If you’re comfortable with it, I can help you take them off!"

Wei Xueqing felt like she had taken a heavy blow to the chest, nearly knocking her out.

"Fine! Fine! I surrender, okay? I surrender!" Wei Xueqing raised her hands in defeat, "You both are the same stubborn stones, no wonder you belong together!"

Ye Xin chuckled, "Right, I think we make quite the couple."

Seeing Ye Xin’s radiant smile, Wei Xueqing lay helplessly on the sofa, feeling at a loss for words.

...

In the evening, the two of them savored Yang Chen’s cooking, eating with delight, even licking their fingers clean.

"Honey, did you specifically take lessons? Even foreign dishes taste so good!" Ye Xin looked at Yang Chen with admiration.

Yang Chen nodded, "I once learned some from a friend."

He remembered that back then, this fellow was a timid guy bullied in an alley by a few people. Yang Chen saw it and stepped in to save him, telling him, "Everyone should have an amazing life. Why not find your strengths and enjoy this world."

Unexpectedly, two years later when he met Thomas again, he was already a three-star chef.

He learned this cooking skill from Thomas.

However, his specialty isn’t foreign cuisine.

"Amazing, husband, did you practice hard just to meet me?" Ye Xin’s enchanting eyes fixated on Yang Chen, sparkling with allure.

Yang Chen didn’t expect Ye Xin to be so self-absorbed, rubbed his nose and forced a smile, "Sort of!"

"I knew it! Honey, you’re so cunning. They say the way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach, and you planned this all along!" Ye Xin’s cheeks flushed slightly.

"Ugh!" Wei Xueqing gagged, "Enough, Ye Xin, can you not be this disgusting? I’m stuffed with dog food!"

Ye Xin rolled her eyes, "Who told you not to call your Xiaoyueyue back, serves you right!"

Wei Xueqing rolled her eyes, "Wang Yue is just establishing himself on Will Street, and he’s almost at the level I was. Why should he come back? If not for my dad’s urgent need, I wouldn’t be back either!"

Ye Xin gave her a look, muttering, "Adoring foreign stuff!"

"I’m not adoring foreign stuff, Will Street is indeed a financial and economic center, stop arguing this point." Wei Xueqing replied seriously.

"Not necessarily," Ye Xin said.

Yang Chen suddenly interjected, "Isn’t Hu Xiang’s Golden Avenue the real financial and economic center?"

When abroad, Hu Xiang was kidnapped, and Yang Chen stepped in to save him, becoming his close friend. He knew that Hu Xiang’s control of finances was world-class, even the bigwigs on Will Street couldn’t compete.

"Uh!" Wei Xueqing was speechless looking at Yang Chen.

What Yang Chen said was true, the global financial and economic center is indeed Golden Avenue, which surpasses Will Street.

Hu Xiang, an economic prodigy, comparable to figures like Hu Xueyan and Shen Wansan, yet never appearing on the rich list, is an invisible tycoon.

But some intelligence agencies estimate his wealth to exceed even the wealthiest!

Meanwhile, he established Golden Avenue, gathering global financial giants to create a financial street.

During the global financial crisis, it was Hu Xiang who used Golden Avenue to withstand the financial storm.

Since then, Golden Avenue has been recognized globally as the financial and economic center.

So, Wei Xueqing couldn’t argue back.

But she was upset, why would Yang Chen take Ye Xin’s side when she was talking?

She glared at Yang Chen with cold eyes.

Yang Chen felt a chill, realizing he might have said the wrong thing.

Seeing Yang Chen cleaning up the dishes, Wei Xueqing said, "Yang Chen, the contract didn’t say you needed to cook or wash dishes for me, should I pay you?"

"Uh!" Yang Chen’s expression turned odd; it was something he often said.

He glanced at Ye Xin and immediately said, "No need, consider it done for Ye Xin."

"You!" Wei Xueqing was so angry her teeth itched.