The Tycoon's Little Darling: Uncle, you're going to spoil me rotten!

Chapter 101 Warm-hearted Rant

Gu Nuannuan was completely distracted during the meal.

Jiang Chenyu served her food, but she didn't even notice.

"What are you thinking about?"

Gu Nuannuan: "I'm afraid you'll be unhappy if I tell you."

Jiang Chenyu respected the request and did not ask his wife any further questions.

After lunch, Jiang Chenyu used his own water cup to pour his wife a cup of warm water to drink. "Did you bring your medicine?"

Gu Nuannuan shook her head; she knew her husband was referring to painkillers.

The man understood. He pointed to his lounge and said, "Go in and lie down to sleep. I'll go out and buy you some medicine."

"No need, honey, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore."

The man was somewhat skeptical. Gu Nuannuan explained, "My stomach usually only hurts for the first night of the month, and then it stops hurting." If she had her period for seven days a month and was in excruciating pain for all seven days, then she wouldn't have any attachment to life.

Looking at his wife's face, Jiang Chenyu decided to believe her for the time being.

"Honey, go get some sleep," Gu Nuannuan said. "You were holding my stomach all night, and you took care of Dad when he got up in the middle of the night. You came to the company this morning without even resting. If you keep pushing yourself like this, your health will collapse."

Jiang Chenyu noticed the heartache in his wife's eyes. He glanced at the lounge and said, "I'll be there in a bit..."

"Not a little while, now!" The little wife suddenly became domineering.

Gu Nuannuan stepped forward, put her arms around Jiang Chenyu's waist, and pulled him toward the lounge.

Jiang Chenyu sighed helplessly and chuckled in agreement, "Alright, alright, I'll go with you to catch up on your sleep." When they arrived at the lounge, they saw a large bed with a milky-white door next to it, behind which were the bathroom and toilet.

Gu Nuannuan clicked her tongue in disgust when she saw the black bed sheet.

The man raised an eyebrow, looking at her with amusement. "Not pretty?"

Gu Nuannuan: "My grandpa's bed sheets are more fancy than yours."

President Jiang: "...You think I'm too old?"

Gu Nuannuan shook her head.

"I think your life is too monotonous."

Gu Nuannuan said again, "Never mind, let's go to sleep first."

She took off her shoes and knelt at the foot of the bed, looking hesitantly at both sides. "Honey, shall I sleep over there?"

Jiang Chenyu: "Either is fine."

He went to the entrance hall and took off his coat.

Since he was going to sleep, how could he sleep in his clothes? He casually hung his suit on the hanger, loosened his tie, and took it off.

Suddenly, a small woman appeared behind him.

He muttered, "The suit will wrinkle if you hang it like that; you need to use a clothes hanger to straighten it."

She held the man's suit in her small hands, hung it on the hanger, patted off the dust, and tidied it up. "Such a nice suit, how could you ruin it?"

The man leaned against the entryway cabinet, watching with great interest as his young wife complained about him.

After hanging up the clothes, Gu Nuannuan picked up the tie he had just taken off and nagged, "You have to hang it up. What if it gets wrinkled if you leave it on the table for a long time?"

Jiang Chenyu suddenly reached out, grabbed the girl's wrist, and pulled her in front of him.

"You're so good at living? Then from now on, you'll take care of all my clothes and tie-making, how about that?" Gu Nuannuan shook her head immediately, "No way."

Before the girl could explain her reason for refusing, the man shut her up with a single sentence: "Here's the money."

"Okay!" Gu Nuannuan immediately swallowed the words she was about to say and nodded pragmatically.

President Jiang chuckled and ruffled the girl's hair. "Little money-grubber."

He stopped Gu Nuannuan from getting into bed.

"Honey, your bed is a bit hard."

"Honey, your pillow is so hard."

"Honey, please close the curtains."

"Honey, the air conditioner is a bit too cold."

"husband……"

After lying down, Gu Nuannuan's mouth remained closed.

Hearing the sweet "husband" certainly put President Jiang in a good mood. However, after hearing the embellishments that followed, he could get out of bed and do it once, twice, or three times. But after it happened a lot, he simply stood by the bed, looked at his wife who was like a suggestion box, and said, "Tell me all your suggestions, and I'll do them together."

Gu Nuannuan sat up in bed and looked up at her husband, who was as tall as a god. "Hmm~ I'm thirsty. I want a drink, not water."

Man: "Is there any more?"

"Could you get my phone? It's outside."

"go on."

"I can't remember right now."

President Jiang has gone out on business.

At noon, while everyone was resting, the big boss suddenly walked out of his office.

The people around were so frightened that they shouted to each other and quickly stood up, nervously watching the big boss.

"President?" Jiang Chenyu: "You all continue to rest."

He took his water cup to the tea room.

The chief secretary thought the president wanted tea, so she hurriedly got up and ran to the tea room, intending to make tea for the president herself.

"President, would you like Longjing or Pu'er tea?"

Jiang Chenyu took a deep breath and looked at the row of drinks in front of him. He asked, "What drinks do little girls usually like?"

"Uh..." the Secretary-General asked abruptly, "How old is the little girl?"

Jiang Chenyu: "20 years old."

The secretary immediately understood; it turned out the president's young wife wanted a drink.

The secretary picked out a peach-flavored juice for Jiang Chenyu. "Madam's clothes and bag look very youthful, so she probably likes sweet and sour juice. This peach flavor should be good."

Jiang Chenyu nodded, following his secretary's suggestion. "President, would you like some ice?"

Jiang Chenyu instantly recalled the scene of a certain girl in excruciating pain last night, nestled in his arms like an injured cat. He refused, saying, "I don't need it."

Her stomachache delayed her own business.

Jiang Chenyu returned to his office.

The surrounding secretaries all crowded around the president, asking, "What is the president going to do?"

"Shh, the CEO is getting a drink for his wife."

The people around were all talking at once, quietly gossiping about the newlywed wife.

She's young, beautiful, and the CEO is her superior—handsome, rich, and capable—so gossip is inevitable.

However, those who can work on this level are all top-tier talents. While they may be curious and exchange a few words, they won't engage in prolonged discussions, nor will they let matters unrelated to their own work affect their efficiency. The conditions for working under Jiang Chenyu are extremely stringent; those who remain are the most carefully selected talents in the company.

In this industry, they are all leaders.

Jiang Chenyu returned to the lounge and gave his wife everything she needed.

They then turned up the air conditioner temperature for her and drew the curtains.

"What other problems are there?"

The little girl shook her head, clutching her water glass. "No more." Even if there were, she didn't dare say.

Seeing that her husband's expression was a bit off, she was still quite sensible.

Jiang Chenyu got into bed and folded the blanket so that Gu Nuannuan could lie on it and sleep.

Gu Nuannuan stopped her, saying, "Although it feels hard, I'm not that fussy. Sleeping on a hard bed is good for your health."

However, the pillow was a bit high and not soft, which she didn't like. The man was already in bed, but Gu Nuannuan was still sitting on the bed.

The couple looked at each other. Gu Nuannuan pursed her lips and thought to herself: If I say now that I want to go to the sofa outside and sleep with a cushion, will my husband throw me out of the 50th floor?