Chapter 39 Breakfast Time

As the first light of dawn shone into Qiangwei's spacious bedroom, Yang Chen energetically climbed out of bed, dressed himself, and prepared to leave.

With sleepy eyes, Qiangwei pouted slightly in dissatisfaction, displaying none of the assertiveness of a mafia boss, but rather resembling an ordinary woman.

After exchanging some banter, Yang Chen remembered to go home to change clothes before heading to work. After teasing Qiangwei for a bit, he hastily left the bar.

Arriving at the Longjing Villa, it was breakfast time. Wang Mama, wearing an apron, was just bringing breakfast out of the kitchen. Seeing Yang Chen return home, Wang Mama was first startled, then showed a concerned expression and asked, "Young Master, where did you go all night? Both Miss and I were worried."

Before Wang Mama could finish, Lin Ruoxi, who was sitting at the dining table drinking porridge, frowned and said coldly, "I wasn't worried."

Seeing another frosty expression on his wife's face, as if he owed her money, Yang Chen didn't mind. After sitting down, he scooped himself a bowl of porridge and drank it with relish. The millet porridge was smooth and fragrant, with a hint of coriander flavor.

"Wang Mama, how come your porridge is always so delicious!"

Wang Mama happily replied, "Young Master, if you like it, drink more," and then went back to the kitchen.

After finishing a bowl, Yang Chen wanted to scoop another, but before he could reach for the ladle, Lin Ruoxi immediately moved the bowl of porridge next to her, indicating that she wouldn't give him any.

Feeling awkward, Yang Chen smiled bitterly, "Darling Ruoxi, are you really not going to let your husband have some porridge for breakfast?"

"You've already had two mouthfuls, and don't call me 'darling' in such a disgusting manner." Lin Ruoxi pushed the porridge bowl aside and continued to drink.

"It's just a small bowl of porridge, is it necessary..." Yang Chen muttered to himself, then suddenly thought of something and asked with a smile, "Are you mad at me for not coming back last night and getting jealous?"

Without lifting her head, Lin Ruoxi replied coldly, "You're not interested in your trivial matters."

"Then why won't you let me have some porridge?" Yang Chen wondered.

"Wang Mama made it for me, you can handle it yourself."

Yang Chen hesitated for a moment, feeling that forcibly grabbing some porridge to drink was a bit unreasonable. He remembered that he had promised to bring breakfast for the female colleagues at the office, so he didn't bother anymore. He went upstairs to change his clothes and prepared to leave.

Seeing Yang Chen about to leave, Wang Mama curiously asked, "Young Master, aren't you going to have a bit more? There are a few sliced steamed buns inside."

"Oh, I have something to do this morning, I'll eat out." Yang Chen glanced longingly at the bowl of coriander millet porridge and finally left.

Wang Mama sighed and walked over to Lin Ruoxi, saying earnestly, "Miss, the Young Master is a good person. You and him should get along better. Don't target him."

Lin Ruoxi stopped her actions and said lightly, "Wang Mama, don't worry too much. If he wants to eat out, let him be."

"Men, when they're young, they tend to play around a bit more. Miss, if you treat the Young Master better, those women outside can't compare to you. Then the Young Master won't stay out all night." Wang Mama advised with a hint of pleading.

Lin Ruoxi seemed unwilling to listen anymore. She stood up and put down her chopsticks. "Wang Mama, I'm full. I'm going to work."

Seeing Lin Ruoxi's unwillingness to continue the conversation, Wang Mama knew that the stubborn Miss must be impatient, so she sighed and began to tidy up the table.

The morning episode didn't affect Yang Chen's mood. He listened to the morning news as he drove to the vicinity of the market in the West District. He then went to the place where he used to buy lamb skewers to gather various breakfast items.

As someone who had worked as a street vendor before, Yang Chen was naturally familiar with the various breakfast stalls in the area. Many people also had a bit of a relationship with Yang Chen. When Yang Chen arrived, they all greeted him warmly, and Yang Chen even bought some buns and gave them away.

Soon, Yang Chen returned to his car with bags of breakfast. He felt a bit disappointed not to see Lao Li's stall, thinking that he probably didn't know about what happened last night.

Thinking of Lao Li, Yang Chen felt the need to remind Zhang Hu to take care of the local street vendors and not mistreat them, especially since they had been on good terms for the past six months.

Arriving at Yulei International just in time without being late, Yang Chen stepped out of the elevator and into the large office of the public relations department. Immediately, two brightly dressed and charming female colleagues came up to him, laughing, "Big Brother Yang, why did you just arrive? We sisters are all starving." It seemed that Zhao Hongyan had indeed informed them about Yang Chen being responsible for buying breakfast.

Yang Chen raised the two large bags in his hand and said, "I bought a bit too much this time. I'll go earlier next time."

As he spoke, Yang Chen walked to his own desk. Because his desk was very simple, with only a computer and nothing else, it was suitable for placing food.

More than a dozen youthful and attractive female employees in the office immediately gathered around, making the atmosphere lively and bustling. Seeing the variety of buns, scallion rolls, sliced steamed buns, pancakes, fried dough sticks, fried cakes, and even pan-fried dumplings and soup dumplings on Yang Chen's desk, they were all amazed, and then one by one looked at Yang Chen with admiring eyes.

"Yang Chen, you're amazing! How did you buy so much, and without getting any duplicates!" Zhang Cai, with her round face, grabbed a soup dumpling, took a bite with her plump lips, and praised.

"Are you specifically in charge of breakfast procurement? You're so professional. And there's even milk and soy milk. You even bought sweet and salty soy milk?!" Zhao Hongyan also didn't expect Yang Chen to be so "dedicated," much more rich and diverse than what they used to buy.

Watching his female colleagues praise him happily, Yang Chen felt deeply gratified and proud. He completely forgot that he was originally hired for public relations, not as a breakfast buyer.

"Take whatever you like, and let me know if you have any special preferences next time. I'll bring more," Yang Chen said with a hint of pride, not forgetting to boast a bit, "When you do something, you should do it seriously. Satisfying the needs of the people's daily lives is what I, a person of noble character like myself, am most willing to do. Back in the day, I almost got to wear the red scarf!"

Yang Chen's speech made several female colleagues burst into laughter again, completely lacking in ladylike demeanor. One of the short-haired beauties holding a pan-fried dumpling came forward and coquettishly said, "Brother Yang, come closer, I have something to tell you."

Yang Chen leaned in to hear what she had to say, but the beauty suddenly planted a kiss on Yang Chen's face with a "smack," then blushed and laughed, "A reward for you!"

Suddenly feeling like he was on cloud nine, Yang Chen felt the beauty of the world. Yulei International was indeed a paradise for men. It was only his second day here, and already a beautiful girl was kissing him. If he brought breakfast like this every day in the future, wouldn't his "happy" life be even better?