"Hubby, who sent this?" Ye Xin walked over, pulling on Yang Chen's arm and asked.
Yang Chen gave a bitter smile and said softly, "A friend."
He already knew who sent these things. If he guessed correctly, it should be that father and son he met at the first hospital.
Originally, Yang Chen didn't have the mood to treat them, but now it seems he can't avoid it.
It seems this father and son duo are not simple. They found out his name and the wedding location in such a short time.
Thankfully, the father and son bear no malice. Otherwise, if anyone threatens his family's safety, he wouldn't hesitate to act.
Yang Chen pulled Ye Xin back to their seats and glanced at Zhou Cheng who was eating with his head down. Suddenly interested, he asked, "Zhou Dazhuang, what do you think of these gifts? Do they meet your standards?"
Hearing Yang Chen calling him by his embarrassing nickname, Zhou Cheng's face turned ugly. He glared at Yang Chen and snorted coldly, "What's the use if they're good? They're still given by someone else."
Yang Chen chuckled, "It doesn't matter who gave them, as long as they're good!"
Like a little person who achieved a small triumph, Yang Chen sat down with a grin, making Zhou Cheng's face turn even more livid with anger.
At the wedding banquet, Yang Chen drank a lot of wine, toasting the older neighbors and acquaintances, and ended up quite tipsy.
When everyone had left, only their family of four was left.
Yang Chen pulled Qin Zhiyuan aside and said, "Director, take the gold inlaid jade and the Little Golden Man and sell them. Use the money to refurbish the kindergarten."
"This..." Qin Zhiyuan hesitated.
Yang Chen understood Qin Zhiyuan. He was dedicated to education and a retired Old Guard. Many in the orphanage were family members of martyrs. The kindergarten likely had a similar setup now.
The kindergarten surely wasn't profitable, and the old man had no income nor could he attract investment, so Yang Chen wanted to help where he could.
"Take it! You can't let so many kids suffer!" Yang Chen said earnestly.
Qin Zhiyuan sighed, took the Little Golden Man and gold inlaid jade, and said to Yang Chen, "Consider this a loan."
"Don't!" Yang Chen laughed, "Old man, are you joking with me? You've cared for me for so many years; how can this be measured? Don't talk about loans with me!"
"Well... alright!"
"Little sister, come here!" Yang Chen waved to Chen Siyan.
Chen Siyan immediately jumped in front of Yang Chen, her shiny dark eyes fixed on him.
Yang Chen took an amber pendant from the jewelry box and hung it around Chen Siyan's neck, saying, "This is amber. It was currency and a valuable medicine in ancient times, very good for your health. You should wear it often."
"Okay!" Chen Siyan sniffed it, finding it very fragrant.
Then Yang Chen picked out a turquoise jewelry set and handed it to Chen Siyan, "Take these. You're a grown-up girl now; you should dress up more."
"Hee hee!" Chen Siyan's eyes curved into crescent moons, smiling happily.
"Director, take a case of this white liquor. It's an exclusive supply, very good stuff."
In no time, Yang Chen distributed the items.
He called a cab for both of them, loaded the things in, and sent them off.
They also called a cab and loaded all their stuff, heading to Emperor Garden.
Emperor Garden is near the CBD in the eastern district. Right at the main entrance is the Baihe River, with the river widened for development, greenery on both sides, and roads wide, the air fresh. Everything seems tailored for the wealthy.
Building six, that's their villa.
After getting help to move everything inside, Yang Chen flopped onto the soft sofa, too exhausted to even admire the luxurious decoration.
He drank quite a bit today, roughly more than a kilo.
He was really somewhat drunk.
First because he was happy to have family like Qin Zhiyuan and Chen Siyan, and second because he had such a beautiful wife, although he didn't know her true intentions.
Ye Xin didn't pay attention to Yang Chen who was dozing off on the sofa. She went to the bathroom for a shower.
Half an hour later, Ye Xin came out wearing a loose vest and hot shorts, drying her hair. She walked over to Yang Chen, gave him a nudge and said, "Get up, take a bath, time for bed."
Yang Chen groggily opened his eyes and saw Ye Xin wearing a hot vest on top. Her hot shorts were just slightly longer than underwear, revealing her long, white, smooth legs without reservation.
Gulp!
Yang Chen swallowed his saliva, stood up and stared at Ye Xin.
Ye Xin retreated slightly, fanning her hand in front of her nose and said, "Go take a bath, you smell!"
Yang Chen mechanically turned around and went to the bathroom.
Entering the bathroom, Yang Chen almost had a nosebleed.
This girl didn't even wash her underwear, just left them in the bathroom.
Yang Chen took a deep breath, quickly rinsed off, then came out wrapped in a towel.
Ye Xin was watching TV. Hearing the noise behind her, she turned her head, seeing Yang Chen's strong upper body, covered in terrifying scars.
The scars were round, some were long strips, some looked like bullet marks, making them especially vicious and terrifying!
Ye Xin knew such scars usually came from severe injuries.
She couldn't imagine what this man had been through!
Even among the people she knew, none had so many scars!
And those five or six bullet-shaped wounds on his heart—she really didn't know how Yang Chen survived.
Ye Xin stood up, walked up to Yang Chen, gently traced the scars on his chest with her fingers and asked softly, "How did these... come about?"
Yang Chen felt the sensation of Ye Xin's gentle fingers brushing over his scars, reminding him of his days on the battlefield. He simply said, "I used to be a battlefield doctor."
"Where did you go?"
"Lijia Continent!"
"Oh!" Ye Xin's expression softened. She said softly, "There are men's underwear in the wardrobe."
She turned and snuggled back into the sofa.
Yang Chen smiled lightly, bent down to take a set of pajamas and underwear, and went back to the bathroom to change.
Looking at Ye Xin casually lounging on the sofa, leisurely sipping red wine, Yang Chen's heart couldn't help but race.
"Wifey!" Yang Chen stood in front of Ye Xin, his sharp eyes like a predator spotting its prey, filled with aggression.
"Wh-what are you doing!" Seeing Yang Chen's eyes glinting with green light, Ye Xin immediately got nervous, shrinking into the sofa, looking pitiful.
Yang Chen grinned wickedly and pounced on Ye Xin, shouting, "Wifey, let's consummate the marriage!"
"Ah! No! Stop!" Ye Xin struggled.
Yang Chen held down Ye Xin's slender arms and laughed, "What are you yelling molestation for? We're a legally wedded couple; doing this stuff is legally allowed!"