The Prince's Beloved Little Wife

The next day, the morning sunlight filtered through the thin curtains, gently illuminating the room. Chen Mengyao and Ouyang Han were awakened early by their biological clocks, getting up at exactly eight o'clock, full of energy.

Chen Mengyao rubbed her eyes, stretched, and said softly, "Oh, I slept really well, but we have a lot of things to do today." Ouyang Han nodded slightly and replied, "Yes, that's right, we need to get things arranged as soon as possible."

After washing up, the two exchanged a smile and then tacitly took out two cups of spiritual spring water from their spatial storage. The spring water rippled in the cups, emitting a faint glow, as if containing endless mysterious power. Chen Mengyao took a small sip, savoring the refreshing sweetness of the spring water spreading in her mouth, and exclaimed, "This spiritual spring water is wonderful! Just one sip makes me feel so much more energetic." Ouyang Han also smiled and echoed, "Yes, after drinking it, we'll definitely have more energy for work today." After finishing the spring water, the two leisurely changed their clothes.

After tidying themselves up, Chen Mengyao and Ouyang Han went downstairs for breakfast. When they entered the dining room, they found everyone else already leisurely enjoying their meal. Chen Mengyao smiled brightly and greeted them loudly, "Good morning, everyone!" Ouyang Han also politely greeted everyone. Everyone responded in kind, and the dining room immediately became lively.

Chen Mengyao and Ouyang Han found an empty seat and sat down, chatting with everyone while getting their breakfast. Chen Mengyao asked with concern, "Have all the artists packed their personal belongings yet?" One artist replied with a smile, "Ms. Chen, we've all packed and are just waiting for your instructions." Another artist chimed in, "Yes, everyone is quite looking forward to the upcoming schedule."

Chen Mengyao nodded, then took out several car keys from her pocket and handed them to her second brother, Chen Feiyang, saying solemnly, "Second brother, here are some car keys. Drive the appropriate number of cars according to the number of people. However, we'll have to wait until I get back from the cultural center before we set off. I need to go over there first to pay the fees for the food stall reservation, and then I'll come back to take you there." Chen Feiyang took the car keys, patted his chest confidently, and said, "Little sister, don't worry, I understand. Take your time, don't rush. Getting things done is the priority."

After receiving a response from her second brother, Chen Mengyao felt much more at ease. She quickly finished her breakfast, stood up, greeted everyone, and said, "I'll go get busy now, everyone take your time eating." With that, she turned and hurriedly left.

The others continued to eat their breakfast leisurely in the dining room, occasionally discussing light topics, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.

As soon as Chen Mengyao left the dining room, her footsteps had barely faded when the lively atmosphere returned. Sunlight streamed through the glass windows, casting warm shadows on the wooden dining table, as if the scene from just moments ago had been a brief pause.

As Chen Feiyang slowly chewed on his crispy whole-wheat bread, he glanced at the other artists around him and said with a smile, "Look at my sister's enthusiasm! It's truly admirable. With her around, our trip to the orphanage will definitely go much more smoothly."

A young female artist in a light pink dress immediately nodded in agreement, saying sincerely, "Yes, Ms. Chen is always so meticulous and thoughtful in her work. We feel very secure working for her. Deciding to join her art gallery was one of the best decisions I ever made."

“That’s right.” Another tall male celebrity in a casual suit chimed in with a relaxed smile. “Ms. Chen is not only capable, but also incredibly kind-hearted. Just by looking at her attitude towards the children at the orphanage, you can tell she’s a warm-hearted person. If we ever encounter any problems in the future, she’ll be the first person we think of.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Feiyang's smile widened, his tone revealing a hint of pride: "Of course! My younger sister has been clever and quick-witted since she was little. Although we were separated due to some unforeseen circumstances when we were young and couldn't grow up together, she opened her first supermarket through her own efforts, and now she has expanded to so many different shops and even opened a school. Now she is also dedicated to arts education, building a stage for children. Who wouldn't admire her courage and love?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, and continued, "It is very meaningful for you to join her art gallery and participate in the performance planning for the children at the orphanage. With her support behind you, I believe everything will go smoothly. Your artistic journey will also be more stable and longer because of this."

A round of applause and laughter filled the hall, making the atmosphere even more lively.

Meanwhile, Chen Mengyao had already found the cultural center according to the address. She was efficient and quick, soon connecting with the relevant person in charge, paying the fees according to procedure, and receiving the official permit. Next, she drove to the supermarket, received another permit from Li Xiao, and then drove back to the villa, satisfied.

As she pushed open the villa's door, she was greeted by bursts of laughter and conversation coming from the living room. Sure enough, Chen Feiyang and a group of artists were already waiting in the hall, seemingly discussing their upcoming schedule.

Ouyang Han was organizing the list of those who had passed the driver's license test, preparing to take the servants who had passed to the vehicle management office to collect their driver's licenses. The group of young people were all ready to go, leaving only Chen Mengyao's grandparents, the Emperor Emeritus, the Empress Dowager, several imperial concubines, the Grand Tutor and his wife, as well as the servants and snack shop employees in the villa.

"Mengyao's back!" Chen Feiyang greeted his sister with a smile as soon as he saw her enter. "How was it? Are all the formalities done?"

"Yes, everything's ready." Chen Mengyao nodded and handed over the documents. "I've got the license, and we can start setting up the food stalls tomorrow. After all, the day after tomorrow is the handicraft competition. If you're free, come help out. You can also come watch the competition and enjoy the food."

"That's great!" the female artist next to her exclaimed excitedly. "I can't wait to see the competition. Handicrafts are a traditional craft, and we should pass it down properly. I'd also like to try the cooking from your shop's chef!"

The retired emperor sat in the main seat, coughed lightly, and said in a gentle tone, "Yao'er, you've had a hard time running around like this. I see that you're always efficient and have more energy than us old men."

"Thank you for the compliment, Father." Chen Mengyao smiled slightly. "Actually, it's nothing. It's all for the good of the children."

The Empress Dowager held Chen Mengyao's hand and smiled kindly, "Yao'er is sensible and kind-hearted. No wonder everyone likes you. The art museum you opened not only cultivates talents but also cares for disadvantaged children. It is truly a great deed."

"Yes," the Grand Tutor's wife nodded in approval. "Young people like you are the hope of society."

Chen Mengyao smiled modestly and didn't say much. She knew this was just the beginning, and the real challenges were yet to come. But as long as it was for the children, she was willing to give it her all.

Chen Mengyao, Ouyang Han, and Chen Feiyang led a group of artists out of the villa area. Sunlight shone on their faces, reflecting a vibrant and energetic scene. Ouyang Han, adjusting his sunglasses, smiled and said to the novice drivers in the villas who had just passed their driving tests, "Brothers and sisters, come with me! Let's go to the vehicle management office and get our 'legal road permits.' From now on, you'll be true road warriors!"

"Haha, you're exaggerating!" a young maid replied with a grin.

“Exaggeration? You’ll know if I’m telling the truth once you actually drive on the road.” Ouyang Han shrugged. “Don’t be so confident now. When you get stuck in traffic at an intersection or the traffic light changes, you’ll know what it means to ‘drive a car and the steering wheel is hard to control.’”

Chen Feiyang stood to the side, holding a large bunch of car keys. He smiled and distributed the keys equally among the artists who were already skilled at driving. "You few who can drive, one car each. The rest of you can hitch a ride. Sit tight and don't move around. Safety first," he said, adding a few more words of advice.

"Thank you, Brother Chen. Don't worry, we will drive carefully." A female artist took the keys, her eyes full of excitement.

Then, Chen Mengyao led everyone to her private garage. The garage door slowly opened, revealing neatly arranged luxury cars of various brands: Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Porsche, Audi… each one was spotless, as if it had just come from the showroom. Everyone gasped in amazement upon seeing it.

"Wow, Sister Mengyao is so rich! So many cars, more than the entire population of my hometown!" someone couldn't help but exclaim.

"She's so young yet she lives in a villa and drives so many luxury cars, it's so enviable," another celebrity whispered.

"If I follow Sister Mengyao, I can definitely live a life like that too," someone said with anticipation.

Chen Mengyao simply smiled faintly, her expression calm and composed, and said nothing more. She was never one to explain too much, especially not in this kind of situation. In fact, those seemingly brand-new and expensive vehicles weren't purchased by her. She had taken them from her own space; they were already stored there, and she was only using them now to make it easier for the people in the villa to get around. To her, it was a simple matter—it didn't cost her a penny, yet it improved everyone's efficiency.

However, faced with everyone's amazement and envy, Chen Mengyao didn't choose to reveal the truth. She knew that if she said these cars came out of thin air, it would not only cause unnecessary doubt and panic but also expose her secret. So, she chose to remain silent, tacitly accepting everyone's guess that "she bought them with her own money." In her view, this misunderstanding became a form of encouragement—showing everyone the value of hard work and making them believe that as long as they were willing to put in the effort, they too could possess these seemingly unattainable things in the future.

The group quickly found their respective vehicles after getting the keys, with four or five people in each car, for a total of four vehicles. Chen Mengyao drove one by herself. She stood in front of the car, patted the roof, and said loudly, "Everyone, pay attention. I'm going first. Stay close to me, don't fall behind, and don't speed. Safety is the most important thing."

"Understood!" everyone responded in unison.

After speaking, Chen Mengyao opened the car door, got into the driver's seat, fastened her seatbelt, and gently pressed the accelerator. The car steadily drove out of the villa area and headed towards the Rainbow Bridge Welfare Home. The other three cars also started one after another and followed closely behind.

Meanwhile, Ouyang Han led a group of people who had just received their driver's licenses to the vehicle management office to collect their driver's licenses. Along the way, everyone discussed their upcoming itinerary with great enthusiasm.

"Young Master, do you think I can set off immediately after I get this certificate?" a young maid asked nervously.

"It's possible, but it's best to find an experienced driver to practice with," Ouyang Han said with a smile. "Otherwise, it wouldn't look good if you accidentally drove yourself into a ditch."

"Haha, then I'll have to ask you to be my sparring partner!" the man laughed heartily.

“No problem, but you have to treat me to a meal first,” Ouyang Han said, raising an eyebrow.

"make a deal!"

Throughout the journey, Ouyang Han's car was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation, the atmosphere relaxed and pleasant. Everyone sat together, chatting and laughing, as if this was not just a trip to the orphanage, but more like an anticipated mini-trip.

“Once we get our driver’s licenses, we’ll take turns driving, each of us driving a section, all the way to the orphanage,” Ouyang Han said with a smile while holding the steering wheel. “It’ll be the same on the way back, I make sure everyone gets to have a go.”

"Really? That's amazing!" Kobayashi, sitting in the passenger seat, clapped his hands excitedly. "I've been wanting to try driving myself for ages, and now I finally have the chance!"

Ah Jie, sitting in the back, excitedly leaned out and said, "Young Master, you have to teach me how to start the car without stalling. I don't want to embarrass myself on my first time driving."

"Don't worry, take your time. Everyone starts as a newbie," Ouyang Han replied with a smile. "As long as you're careful, everything else is fine."

At this moment, Uncle Zhang, sitting in the corner of the back seat, nervously touched his forehead and muttered, "I think I'd better not... I'm too old, my hands and feet aren't nimble anymore, I shouldn't cause trouble for everyone. I'll practice more before setting off."

Ouyang Han heard this, smiled, and turned to look at him: "Uncle Zhang, you can't back down! This time we're experiencing life and having fun, not racing. It's okay to go a little slower, the important thing is the process."

“That’s right,” Xiao Lin turned around and reassured him, “Uncle Zhang, don’t worry. We’ll all be watching over you.”

Uncle Zhang smiled, but there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes: "Oh dear, you young people are so bold, I'm still a little apprehensive."

"It's alright, we're here with you." Ah Jie patted his chest. "If you're nervous, I'll sit in the passenger seat and be your navigator. I'll make sure you drive with peace of mind."

Laughter erupted again in the carriage as everyone chatted about what it would be like to drive. Some were already imagining themselves gripping the steering wheel and cruising down the road, while others were reminding each other of the details to pay attention to.

Although everyone's feelings were different—some were excited, some were nervous, and some were eager to try—they all shared a common desire: to hold the steering wheel themselves and experience the driving pleasure that belonged to them. This anticipation and enthusiasm seemed to fill the entire car with warmth and vitality.