Yan-style sweet pet: the president trains his little wife

Chapter 22
——Since you’re awake, why bother pretending?

Because of this sentence, Lan Shishi suddenly opened her eyes and gave Yan Yin a hard look, "I just don't want to see you, can't I?"

Now that she has made up her mind to divorce, she doesn't need to compromise and wrong herself to pretend to be a good little white rabbit in front of Yan Yin.

Yan Yin's black eyes sank because of the hoarseness in her voice.

In fact, he also thought about being kind and even gentle during her illness, but Lan Shishi's opening made him feel that it was unnecessary at all.

"So confident, you must have realized your mistake?"

The ending sound rose slightly, with a hint of playfulness.

Lan Shishi suddenly reached out and grabbed Yan Yin's wrist, and before he could react, she directly opened her mouth and bit the back of his hand.

The force was so strong that he didn't shake it off until he felt the sweet smell in his mouth.

After throwing it away, he glanced at Yan Yin who was gnashing his teeth in pain with provocative eyes, and the OS in his heart: Fuck your sister for realizing the mistake.

"Are you a dog?" Yan Yin glanced at the two rows of teeth marks clearly visible on the back of his hand, and said while holding back the anger in his heart.

Perhaps because of enduring it, the veins on his forehead were obviously raised.

Lan Shishi turned a blind eye.

What is a dog?That is clearly a punishment for you for not knowing how to be sympathetic!
Yan Yin waited patiently for Lan Shishi to speak, but the little woman turned her head away again after biting him and continued to ignore him.

"Lan Shishi!"

Yan Yin's patience finally came to an end a few minutes later, he reached out and pulled the woman's head directly, and fixed her chin with his slender fingers.

"What are you going to do?" Lan Shishi, who finally spoke, was like an angry little lion, and roared angrily despite the pain that was smoldering in her throat.

"So you can still talk?" There was a half-smile in his tone, "I thought I was dumb."

"You're dumb!" Couldn't this man curse her to order something better?

"It seems that the recovery is good, since this is the case..."

"Yan Yin, I want to retire." Lan Shishi interrupted Yan Yin's words, and blurted out the words that had been thinking in her heart.

And she didn't notice at all that Yan Yin's face was only dark after she said this sentence. He originally wanted her to reflect on her mistakes, but as soon as the fever subsided, he thought about retiring the engagement?
She thought they were just engaged?That would be too naive to think.

Lan Shishi had already written it on his spouse column, and as long as Yan Yin didn't let go, who would have the ability to call off this marriage?
"Yan Yin, you are really perverted," Lan Shishi continued, "I will leave immediately when I get better, and I won't give you another chance to abuse me."

Her tone was as firm as if she had already done it.

"Ah--"

Yan Yin sneered, "Then wait until you really do it."

After the words fell, he walked straight away.

When he left, he also took Lan Shishi's cell phone with him.

"Yan Yin, you bastard, return my phone."

Lan Shishi wanted to grab the phone back, but she had no choice but to feel sore all over her body after she had a fever, not to mention getting out of bed, even when she moved.

All she could do at this moment was to beat the bed with her fists, and her plan to inform her grandfather to pick her up was completely shattered at this moment.

According to Yan Yin's black belly, he should come up with more tricks to abuse her in the future, right?

No, she must get better quickly!
Only when he gets better can he have the strength to resist Yan Yin and regain his freedom.

Having made up her mind, Lan Shishi immediately shouted with her loudest voice, "Xia Yu, Xia Yu."

"Here we come," Xia Yu, who had been waiting at the door, pushed the door open immediately when he heard the noise, "Young madam, what do you want?"

Although the young master said that the young lady's fever was her own fault, Xia Yu actually blamed herself in her heart. If she could follow the young lady closely that day, everything would not have turned into what it is now.

"I want to eat."

"Okay." Xia Yu nodded hurriedly, "I'll go to the kitchen and warm up the porridge for you."

"No porridge, prepare me braised pork, chicken legs and..." Eating meat can quickly restore strength, which is the most urgent thing.

Xia Yu, however, seemed to have heard something horrifying, and was stunned for several seconds without being able to react.

"What are you still doing?" Although Lan Shishi's voice was hoarse, she still had a bit of majesty when she said it.

"No, Young Madam," Xia Yu explained in a low voice, "You have just recovered from your fever and can't eat those greasy foods. You can recover faster by drinking porridge. I..."

"Isn't it still called Young Madam, why? I can't control you anymore?"

Lan Shishi had heard about not being able to eat greasy food after being sick.But she has always been fond of flesh and blood, and more importantly, recovering her strength is the most important thing now.

After being reprimanded by Lan Shishi, Xia Yu didn't dare to argue any more, so she responded in a low voice and left the room.

When going downstairs, I happened to meet Yan Yin who was about to go out after changing clothes.

"Master." Xia Yu greeted with her head down.

Yan Yin glanced at her, "Where are you going in such a hurry?"

Xia Yu probably didn't expect that the always taciturn young master would suddenly ask her, and after a slight start, he replied in a low voice: "Young madam wants to eat braised pork and chicken legs, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare."

Braised pork?drumstick?

Yan Yin frowned fiercely, is this woman ignorant or common sense, can she eat these at this time?
As he was talking, he had already gone downstairs, and Yan Yin immediately ordered the housekeeper, "There should be no greasy food in the kitchen these few days."

Xia Yu was startled, what should the young master do with the young lady's braised pork and chicken legs?
"Okay," the housekeeper nodded in agreement, "It's true that it's better for the young lady to eat something light."

The moment he nodded, he noticed the wound on the back of the young master's hand from the corner of his eye, and his tone immediately became tense, "Master, your hand..."

Because of the housekeeper's words, Yan Yin glanced down at the tooth marks on the back of his hand, the blood on them had dried up.In fact, he has always had a little cleanliness, but when he changed his clothes just now, for some reason, he didn't wash off the blood stains.

"It's just bitten by the little wild cat." His tone was calm and breezy, not as angry as he was when he faced Lan Shishi just now.

The housekeeper and Xia Yu looked at each other.

"Master, I'd better help you deal with it, or you will..." Scarred.

"It's okay." Yan Yin refused, "Remember what I just said, call me and report to me anytime you need anything."

When the butler realized that he was about to nod, the sound of a car starting could already be heard in the courtyard.

"What about Young Madam's braised pork?" This is the only thing Xia Yu worries about now.

But the housekeeper found it inconceivable that the young master has really changed a lot since the young lady moved into the villa. In the past, he often traveled on business or stayed in the company, but he never gave any more advice.

Now even the small details of not being able to eat greasy food after a high fever are repeated and confirmed.

"Young madam is very lucky." Ding Bo, the housekeeper, said with emotion.

"I'm afraid that the young lady doesn't feel the young master's concern at all." Xia Yu curled her lips and muttered.

She felt that it would be a very long process for the young lady to fall in love with the young master, and she dared not imagine how long it would be.

Ding Bo was much more optimistic than Xia Yu, "One day I will feel it."

He actually thinks that the young master of their family and the eldest lady of the Lan family, one is enthusiastic and unrestrained, while the other is restrained. The key is that the young master can tolerate the young lady. What if they are not a perfect match?
As for understanding each other's intentions, it's all a small case, give it to time, and time can prove everything.

"I hope, Uncle Ding, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare porridge for the young lady."

Then she had to prepare to accept the young lady's reprimand.

……

Not long after Qin Ye returned to the company, he heard the secretaries in the secretary's room chattering about the arrival of the boss. At first, he thought it was because they were delusional about the boss.

Then when he pushed open the door of the president's office and saw the tall figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he rubbed his eyes a few times and was still not quite sure.

"Why, you have bad eyesight at a young age?" Yan Yin frowned as soon as she turned around, "Why don't you retire as soon as possible?"

"It's already the age of retirement," Qin Ye smiled mischievously, "Boss, I just didn't expect you to appear in the office suddenly, Young Madam, she..."

Mentioning that disobedient little woman, a trace of gloom flashed across Yan Yin's monstrous face.

Qin Ye couldn't help but secretly stunned in his heart, it seems that he said something wrong?
Just as he was thinking about whether to say something to remedy it, Yan Yin had already heard Yan Yin say, "I thought about it carefully, there is something wrong with you for such a big case as the suburban development project, so I still have to come in person."

Is this a disguised dissatisfaction with his ability?
Qin Ye felt that what he said was too sweet. If the boss doesn't enter the office, everything will fall on his special assistant. If the big project of the suburban development project is added... I'm afraid it's really too much to do.

"Qin Ye, if you continue to show such a flattering expression, I don't mind..."

Before Yan Yin could finish his harsh words, the phone rang, and it was obvious that it was the landline of the villa.

Something to report so soon?

He frowned fiercely, and stuffed the phone into Qin Ye's arms.

"Boss, this..." Isn't that good?
Before he finished the second half of the sentence, he connected the phone under the gaze of those two extremely oppressive eyes, "I'm Qin Ye, and the boss is in a meeting."

Within two seconds, Qin Ye raised his voice and said, "Okay, I will tell you right away."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Yan Yin who was facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, "Boss..."

"Qin Ye, when did you become so startled?" Yan Yin spoke extremely slowly, "As the special assistant to the president of the Imperial Group, you are so edgy, so you are not afraid of making jokes if it spreads?"

"It's not the boss," Qin Ye deliberately slowed down his speech, "Ding Bo called and said that the young lady not only dropped the porridge, but also threatened them to let her go with a piece of the porcelain bowl..."

(End of this chapter)