My Silly, Sweet Wife

Liu Jianing did not notice Song Yang’s unusual behavior at all. He snorted and said, ”Of course, the number of people who can manage Dragon Lake No.1 in Yun City can be counted. These people can all establish connections with Chairman Xu, and afterward anything that comes up can be settled with just a word, right, dear?”

Liu Jianing deliberately nudged Song Yang with his arm, trying to get him to join in the boasting, but found that Song Yang was staring intensely at the folder without saying a word.

”Hey, what’s wrong?” Liu Jianing asked curiously.

Song Yang completely ignored Liu Jianing, raised his head, his face flushed, and his throat felt dry: ”Where did you get this folder?”

”Where did it come from? It’s just a broken folder, and you’re treating it like a treasure.” Lv Ping felt utterly embarrassed, stepped forward to take the folder and intended to throw it away, but Song Yang snatched it away and asked Ye Guichen again, ”Where did you get this?”

Everyone felt that Song Yang’s reaction was somewhat baffling.

Ye Guichen shrugged: ”Oh, a friend insisted on giving it to me.”

”Ha, what’s so special about a broken folder? You act like it contains the property contract for Dragon Lake No.1.” Seeing Ye Guichen’s calm demeanor, Lv Fang couldn’t hold back and scoffed disdainfully.

Song Yang did not say anything. He took out the contract with trembling hands and looked down at it, and his expression changed drastically in an instant: ”This, this is indeed the property contract for Dragon Lake No.1.”

”What? The property contract for Dragon Lake No.1?”

”Song Yang, are you kidding me!”

”Yeah, let me see.”

Lv Fang snatched the contract, opened it, and his face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

Quickly flipping through it twice, he found that all the signature spots on the contract were signed by Ye Guichen.

”How can this be?” Lv Fang was dumbfounded and asked Song Yang: ”Didn’t you personally hand over this contract to Chairman Xu of Datong Bank? How is it here, is it fake?”

”Yes, yes, it must be fake. How could a poor kid from the countryside have this kind of contract?” Liu Jianing eagerly nodded: ”I think he knew we were coming today and wanted to show off and make himself look good.”

Chen Ziran stared at the contract in shock.

Earlier, she ignored Ye Guichen when he came out with a folder and casually stuffed it into her bag.

No one would have thought it contained the contract for Dragon Lake No.1.

”Song Yang, this contract is fake, right?” When Song Yang remained silent, Song Jianing vigorously shook Song Yang’s arm.

Song Yang’s mouth twitched: ”This contract is real.”

”Real?” Song Jianing’s eyes widened: ”How is this possible?”

”I handled this contract myself, it even has our boss’s signature and stamp. How could I not know if it’s real or fake?”

Song Yang looked bitterly at Ye Guichen: ”How did this contract become yours?”

”I told you, a friend gave it to me.”

”Your friend, isn’t it Chairman Xu?”

Ye Guichen chuckled: ”Indeed it is.”

Song Yang instantly understood and felt a wave of embarrassment.

To him, this contract was absolutely legitimate and couldn’t be faked. Now, it appeared in Ye Guichen’s hands; it could only mean one thing - Chairman Xu gifted it to Ye Guichen.

Now, Ye Guichen had become his homeowner.

This was a complete slap in the face.

Learning that Ye Guichen was the owner of Dragon Lake No.1, Lv Fang’s family felt utterly humiliated and left hastily without even eating.

After Lv Fang’s family left, Lv Ping snatched the contract: ”Is this real? Then Dragon Lake No.1, is really ours?”

Chen Ziran glared at Lv Ping: ”Mom, that’s Mr. Ye Guichen’s property, what does it have to do with you?”

”Haha, who said it has nothing to do with me? Ye Guichen is my son-in-law. Right, we should go check it out soon; I need to call our relatives to celebrate. We are moving into a new home.” Lv Ping held the contract and started making phone calls.

Chen Ziran looked at Ye Guichen speechlessly.

Earlier, she looked down on Ye Guichen; now she called him son-in-law relentlessly without any shame.

Ye Guichen was indifferent: ”Family members, since Auntie likes it, let her be.”

Chen Ziran forced a smile, feeling embarrassed: ”I always feel like I owe you too much.”

”Haha, within a family, no need to talk like outsiders.” Ye Guichen laughed: ”Just accompany me well when we go on an outing next time.”

Thinking about the possible romantic and intimate moments during the outing, Chen Ziran’s face turned as red as a ripe apple.

However, the outing did not happen as planned.

Lv Ping seemed possessed; she forced Ye Guichen and Chen Ziran to go to Dragon Lake No.1 that day and confirm the house was real, then stayed up all night to bother every relative she could think of, demanding they attend her housewarming.

Chen Ziran felt helpless against Lv Ping, while Ye Guichen was indifferent.

After all, it was just a multi-million-dollar mansion; he didn’t care much. Moreover, seeing Lv Ping being so down-to-earth, although narrowly-minded, at least she lived genuinely.

Most importantly, he still had three pieces of Seven-colored Lotus Jade in hand; he didn’t mind delaying his trip to Snake Head Mountain for a few days.

Early the next morning, Chen Ziran was woken up by Lv Ping’s phone call: ”Ranran, our relatives are coming today. Get ready early. Think about it, we’ve been suppressed in the Chen Family for so many years, who would have thought we’d turn over a new leaf and move into a mansion like Dragon Lake No.1. Oh right, make sure Ye Guichen dresses nicely, don’t embarrass me.”

Before hanging up, Lv Ping didn’t forget to take a jab at Ye Guichen.

Chen Ziran hung up the phone, rubbed her sleepy eyes, walked out of the bedroom, and saw Ye Guichen sleeping on the sofa, a trace of tenderness in her eyes.

Although they lived together, there seemed to be no substantial progress.

Ye Guichen lay on the sofa, wearing only boxers, his muscles remarkably noticeable. He was the type who looked slim in clothes but muscular when undressed.

Especially looking at his handsome face, Chen Ziran’s heart raced inexplicably.

Although he often acted rustic, he was more attractive than any man she had ever met.

The more she thought, the more the happiness on her face lingered.

”After watching for so long, won’t you take the initiative to kiss me?” Ye Guichen opened his eyes and smiled mischievously.

”Ah! You rascal, you were pretending to be asleep!”

She rushed to the bathroom in embarrassment, covering her face with both hands: ”Rascal, rascal, you big rascal.”

A while later, Chen Ziran looked up at herself in the mirror, completely dumbfounded.