Exclusive Pampered Wife: My Wife Came to My Door

The cake was ordered from the bakery next to Deze Garden. Chi Moqing went to park the car, and Yan Zuozuo went to get the cake. As she was checking for any problems, she heard a pleasant voice from the side, "This cake is nice, we'll take it."

The waiter was clearly taken aback: "I'm sorry, this was ordered by this lady. If you like it, can you come back to pick it up in two hours?"

He Xinrui was clearly unhappy, her face darkening. "I can't wait two hours, I want it now, and I'll give you double the price."

The waiter smiled apologetically: "It's not about the money..."

"Is five times enough? Ten times!" He Xinrui said willfully and capriciously.

Yan Zuozuo held the cake tightly in her hand, about to speak, when she saw a middle-aged man walk in through the door, and then heard He Xinrui say coquettishly, "Dad, I just want this cake, I don't care, I want it."

Just as Dean He was about to speak, he looked up and saw Yan Zuozuo, and his expression immediately changed.

Yan Zuozuo looked at him, paused for a moment, then said coldly, "Excuse me, but today is my mother's birthday. I ordered this cake, and I won't let anyone else have it!"

"I insist!" He Xinrui looked at the waiter arrogantly. "She hasn't paid in full yet, has she? Here's a thousand yuan, I'll take it!"

"But this belongs to this young lady. I'm sorry, we can't make that decision." The waiter looked troubled. He could tell from He Xinrui's expression that he couldn't afford to offend her, so he pushed all the problems onto Yan Zuozuo.

"Tell me, how much money do you want?" He Xinrui asked in a condescending manner.

Yan Zuozuo sneered: "This is not about money. My mother and I have depended on each other for twenty years. I can't give her much, but making sure she can have a piece of cake on her birthday is the only thing I can do. So I still say, I won't allow it."

"Why are you so stubborn? Today is my birthday, and I just want this cake. Would it kill you to give it to me? I'll just buy you another one. What more do you want? How about I give you another two hundred yuan as compensation?" He Xinrui said disdainfully, not giving Yan Zuozuo a chance to speak, and shouted at the waiter, "No matter what, we're ordering this cake. If you don't give it to me, I'll have your store shut down!"

Yan Zuozuo remained silent, only coldly staring at Dean He, and then firmly repeated, "Today is my mother's birthday."

Dean He stood frozen in place, his face grim.

"Your mother's birthday is your business, but I'm taking this cake!" He Xinrui said arrogantly, suddenly walking up to her, arrogantly taking out several hundred yuan from her wallet, and throwing it at her. "Take the money and get lost!"

"You!" Yan Zuozuo angrily wanted to step forward and demand an explanation, but was suddenly grabbed by Chi Moqing, who had followed her in. He placed a kiss on her forehead and said, "I'll do it."

Yan Zuozuo was taken aback and looked at him with confusion.

"Dean He, what a coincidence." Chi Moqing greeted him with a gentle smile.

"President Chi?!" Dean He looked at him in surprise, then at the hand around Yan Zuozuo's waist, his expression complicated.

"Miss He is also having a birthday?" Chi Moqing glanced at the cake in Yan Zuozuo's hand, then smiled faintly, "This cake is indeed very beautiful, and it's fitting for my mother-in-law's 45th birthday this year. So, Miss He, do you like it?"

How could He Xinrui not hear the sarcasm in those words? She was only in her early twenties, how could she look forty-five?

She was so angry that her teeth itched, and she was about to speak when Dean He stopped her sternly, and she smiled apologetically, "It's really embarrassing for President Chi. My daughter is spoiled and we've spoiled her rotten. Since this young lady made the reservation, how can we not take it by force? Today's expenses are on me, as an apology on behalf of my daughter."

“No need for apologies. Our Chi family isn’t short of money. It’s Miss He’s taste that’s so special.” After he finished speaking, he glanced at Yan Zuozuo, whose face was not looking good, and gave her a reassuring smile. Then he glanced at the several hundred yuan that He Xinrui had thrown at Yan Zuozuo and said with a faint smile, “I have five thousand yuan here. Consider it as a way to appease Miss He. Zuozuo, give it to Miss He.”

"No, no, no, there's always a first-come, first-served order. My daughter is spoiled, Mr. Chi, please don't take offense." Mrs. He, clearly a worldly woman, quickly came over with a smile, "Mr. Chi and this young lady are..."

"My wife, Yan Zuozuo."

"Wife?" Dean He's face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at Yan Zuozuo with a strange expression.