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

Chapter 102 President Jiang's Cats Can Fight

The man pulled her, who had been lost in thought, into his arms.

He reached out and tossed the pillow to the foot of the bed, using his own arm as a pillow for the girl. "Go to sleep."

"Oh." Gu Nuannuan now has the most expensive "pillow".

However, what made her uncomfortable was that she was being held in someone's arms again.

Gu Nuannuan looked up at her husband, who had closed his eyes to rest. She pouted as if she wanted to say something, but then swallowed it back.

She slept a lot in the morning, so she wasn't sleepy at all.

Jiang Chenyu's breathing became even.

After a long while, a soft voice gently called out, "Honey, are you asleep?"

"Tell me," Gu Nuannuan apologized in his arms, "I'm sorry, husband, I made a mistake."

The man, who had been feigning sleep with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. He turned his head, looked at the lovely woman in his arms, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"Actually, actually, when I came up at noon, I didn't squeeze into the elevator. I secretly took your... private elevator." Her voice trailed off as she finished speaking.

The term "private elevator" is almost never heard anymore.

The lounge fell into a brief silence.

Gu Nuannuan tensed up, waiting for her husband's criticism.

Unexpectedly, the man spoke. But it wasn't a criticism; instead, he asked, "Why are you telling me the truth?"

Gu Nuannuan clutched her chest and said, "I feel bad because I lied to you."

As soon as she finished speaking, a man's laughter came from above her head.

He didn't blame his young wife; instead, he became even more attracted to her. "It's okay, sweetheart."

In the dimly lit lounge, Jiang Chenyu touched his wife's cheek with his hand, which was covered in soot. He lowered his head and kissed her hair. "It's really nothing."

Gu Nuannuan: "Are you angry?"

Jiang Chenyu: "I'm not angry."

She looked up, and even though she couldn't see the man's features clearly, she was still gazing at her husband. "I lied to you."

"I know."

Gu Nuannuan didn't know what to say. She lowered her head and slowly moved her body under the blanket into her husband's arms.

Jiang Chenyu also turned to the side, holding the little darling in his arms with a smile on his lips, keeping his "cat" company as it slept.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Nuannuan woke up completely bewildered.

With the curtains drawn, she had no idea what time it was. She glanced at her phone and saw it was 3 PM, which put her at ease. "If I had slept until 8 or 9 PM, I would have been so embarrassed."

She got out of bed, put on her shoes, and helped her husband tidy up the lounge.

Before leaving the house, she adjusted the air conditioner to the previous temperature and opened the curtains.

As she was leaving, she happened to run into her husband, who was having an argument.

"You think you can fool me with this little bit of data? If you're not capable, you should step down as soon as possible."

Gu Nuannuan stood to the side and watched as her husband seemed to still be very angry.

Standing in front of Jiang Chenyu was a middle-aged man who looked honest and simple. At this moment, he lowered his head as if he were a wooden figure, not daring to move or speak.

He was terrified of Jiang Chenyu.

Jiang Chenyu flipped through several pages of data, his anger growing with each page. He then threw all the leaflets in his hand at the middle-aged man. The leaflets scattered in the air, landing everywhere.

Several sheets landed on the man's feet.

Jiang Chenyu's face was cold and stern, exuding an inherent air of authority. Having long held a high position, his imperial aura was palpable, and he looked down upon his subordinates with an unyielding and authoritative presence. "Pick it up and redo it. If it's still like this tomorrow, you're fired!"

The middle-aged man bowed and apologized, his voice still trembling, "Yes, yes, President."

The man bent down and picked up the flyers from the ground one by one.

When Gu Nuannuan saw this, she felt sorry for the person who was being criticized.

Judging by her age, she was more than ten years older than her husband. It was so humiliating for her to stand in front of him and be scolded like that.

She jogged over and bent down to help the man pick up the leaflets from the ground.

Jiang Chenyu watched a light pink figure run past. He looked closer and realized it was his little wife. She was still helping the man pick up flyers from the ground. Gu Nuannuan went further away to gather up the scattered papers, put them together, and handed them to the man.

"Thank you," the man said, bowing slightly.

He looked at the girl who had suddenly appeared in the CEO's office.

He looks about the same age as his child.

"Who are you?" He didn't dare ask any more questions after he asked them. After all, the person who appeared in the president's office wasn't wearing a uniform, and his identity was clearly not someone he could gossip about.

Gu Nuannuan glanced at the displeased man and said, "I am his niece, you can leave now."

The man turned around, bowed again to Jiang Chenyu to apologize, and said that he would definitely hand it in on time tomorrow, and then left.

When only the couple was left in the office, Gu Nuannuan noticed that the gaze upon her was growing increasingly intense.

She met him head-on. The man who had just been exuding a murderous aura was completely different from the gentle and doting husband who had been treating her before.

Just now, it felt like he had instantly returned to the time when they first got married, when his bad temper made her hate him.

Jiang Chenyu was already furious, and being tricked by his little wife just now made his anger burn even brighter.

He slammed down on the chair, making it creak and groan.

"You've had enough sleep, you don't even recognize me anymore?"

The man's voice was low as he looked at his unaware wife.

She didn't offer any explanation, so he was the one who spoke first.

What President Jiang didn't know was that this was a compromise.

Gu Nuannuan's little mouth started to irritate her, "I don't want that uncle to know that you are my husband."

Undoubtedly, her words only made the man more displeased.

His eyes were dark and deep as he stared into his wife's eyes, waiting for an explanation. "My husband should be a gentle, good-tempered, and respectful Jiang Chenyu. Not the Jiang Chenyu who was just now yelling at his subordinates and making insulting gestures."

Oh? His wife is complaining that he was too harsh on his subordinates earlier.

Gu Nuannuan is not afraid of Jiang Chenyu. If he dares to bully her, she will fight him.

The young girl was simple-minded. She continued, "If I say you're my husband, then everyone will know that I, Gu Nuannuan, married a grumpy, inhuman guy."

President Jiang: "..." He started cursing him again, calling him inhuman.

"Since that's the case, I'll let you experience what it feels like to be humiliated."

She deliberately positioned herself as a generation above Jiangsu, calling her husband "uncle," subtly reminding him of his age, suggesting he was an old man dating a young woman, and that his character wasn't great... and so on.

Gu Nuannuan's words were like buckets of gasoline, poured on the flames in his heart. But ironically, she was like a fire extinguisher; as long as she stood in front of him, his fire would be suppressed and not explode.

Putting aside others, if any member of the Jiang family dared to speak to him like that, he wouldn't let them off easily.

But it was Gu Nuannuan who said this, his wife, his cat, whom he tolerated!

"You just threw a flyer at someone, so I knew you weren't a good person."

President Jiang: I've become a bad guy in my wife's eyes again.