"Come here, honey, this piece of crab meat must be the best," Li Chen chuckled as he picked a piece of crab for Lin Yi.
"How do you know that this piece of crab meat is the best?" Lin Yi glanced at the few equally bright red crabs on the table.
"My beautiful wife, you wouldn’t know this, would you?" Li Chen chuckled, "Look at this crab, its body is large and its claws are plump, especially the eyes,
dead yet still so wide-open, one look and you know it dominated the best seaweed and spots, enjoying the finest female crabs, uh, don’t look at me like that, I
mean, this crab is male, and the rest are female, so this one must taste the best."
Facing Li Chen’s nonsensical explanation, Lin Yi fell into silence. It was better to just quietly eat her meal.
"Aunt Wang, this crab is also good, you should try it." Seeing Lin Yi ignoring him, Li Chen turned to speak to Aunt Wang.
"Oh, son-in-law, I can manage by myself; you’re going to make me lose years of my life ," Aunt Wang smiled as she declined, "You should spend more time pleasing the young lady instead."
What do you mean by pleasing me?
Lin Yi looked up at Aunt Wang, wondering when Aunt Wang started to take this jerk’s side; meanwhile, Aunt Wang inwardly thought maybe Li Chen truly deserved Lin Yi and could even bring her happiness.
Young lady, whether or not you can avoid the Yanjing Li Family might really depend on him.
Aunt Wang sighed inwardly.
The next day, Li Chen and Lin Yi went to their company.
As usual, Li Chen arrived at the laboratory, and a crowd of perfumers greeted him with smiles.
"Mr. Cheen, you look in great spirits today, did you hit Dawan Street last night?"
"Damn, do I need to go to Dawan Street?"
Li Chen retorted with a smile; he had a good relationship with this group of perfumers. Li Chen wasn’t a stuck-up person and was approachable, and since they usually shared common topics—of course, these topics were naturally not about perfumes but about things all men understand.
"Mr. Cheen, good morning."
Several girls also greeted.
Li Chen responded one by one, his face smiling, and at that moment, he also saw Wang Qianqian.
Wang Qianqian was dressed in tight clothes today, the upper half was a beige top, her long hair draped over her shoulders, her sweet face making her look just like the girl next door,
"Brother Cheen." Seeing Li Chen observing her, Wang Qianqian’s face turned slightly red, but she soon greeted him with a smile.
"Qianqian, good morning," Li Chen chuckled and walked over, whispering in her ear, "Qianqian, you look very pretty in that, shall we go to the restroom later?"
Upon hearing Li Chen’s compliment, Wang Qianqian felt flattered, but hearing his latter words made her face turn red in an instant,
and memories of what happened last time in the restroom flashed through her mind.
Seeing Wang Qianqian speechless, Li Chen chuckled, "Qianqian, there’s a bit of an issue with this formulation, I’ll explain it to you later."
"Okay." Wang Qianqian’s face turned red, not really clear on what Li Chen’s "explanation" entailed.
To avoid other people’s attention, Li Chen found a chance to call Wang Qianqian out, and as soon as the two left, some of the perfumers began to gossip.
"Eh? Mr. Cheen and young lady Qianqian?" A twenty-something perfumer winked at another, implying more than words could say,
but everyone in the lab had noticed that Wang Qianqian also seemed quite fond of Li Chen, and as for Li Chen, he appeared interested too.
"It’s a pity, the prettiest girl in our lab has been stolen away by Mr. Cheen," another male perfumer joked,
"You’ve got no chance now."
"Cut it out, in a world so vast, there isn’t just one flower," the man laughed, "I can always pick another one."
"I’m afraid for you it’s passing through countless flowers without touching any," another female perfumer chimed in, "doomed to be lonely for life."
Everyone in the lab burst into laughter, with some of the perfumers teasing, "Very likely, very likely."
"Hey, there’s still you, Xiaoxiang," the previous man chuckled.
"Humph, I’m not as pretty as Qianqian gal, you’re barking up the wrong tree," she retorted.
All the perfumers laughed again, and at that moment, a perfumer curiously asked, "Isn’t Mr. Cheen President Lin’s husband?"
"Who can be sure about that," another person interjected, "and even if he is, a little mischief on the side is permissible."
Just then, Wang Lei walked in, overhearing the idle chatter, his expression became stern: "What are you all doing? Get back to work!"
Seeing their boss upset, the employees immediately became serious and started working.
As for Li Chen, he took Wang Qianqian to a vacant room. Since the ninth floor was for perfume research and development, there were more empty rooms available.
After closing the door, Li Chen moved in for a kiss.
"Qianqian, are you wearing this on purpose?" Li Chen coyly asked.
"Not at all." Wang Qianqian lowered her head slightly, a bit embarrassed to have her motives partially uncovered, after all, if it were not for Brother Cheen in the lab, why would she dress up so nicely?