Chapter 2: Back home...

Jiang Xiche has returned to the United States again. It seems that when he came back this time, he was really only on business, and he just stopped by to visit his wife in the hospital.
After staying in the hospital for half a month, Yi Yan returned to life again.
Jiang Xiche only gave her an approximate date for returning to the country. A few days before his return, she moved from his grandma's house to his wedding room again.
On the day of moving away, the white-haired grandma Yi took her hand and said to her joyfully: "Someday I will bring Xiaojiang over to see my grandma. Grandma will make you some food."
In order to reassure her grandma, Yi Yan had always lied to her, saying that Jiang Xiche was very good to her. Although she was in a foreign country, she often called her to greet her and sent her a lot of gifts, so that she would often buy some The perfume package came to round up the gift, even though it was all Jiang Xiche's money.
"I know grandma, I will definitely take him to see you." Yi Yan responded to grandma's instructions and pushed her in, "Go in, I'm leaving."
"If you are bullied, come to grandma, this will always be your home." Grandma Yi said the same things as the day Yi Yan married.
Yi Yan smiled helplessly: "Don't worry, who dares to bully me."
...
Three days have passed since Yi Yan moved to the wedding room, and Jiang Xiche has not yet returned.
In the blink of an eye, October, the outdoor heat of the sea is still rolling.
Sitting in the office blowing on the air conditioner, Yi Yan looked at last month's sales report seriously, with a pleasant smile on his lips.
Last month, their studio's sales set a new record, which made her feel a sense of accomplishment.
The secretary knocked on the door and brought her a cup of coffee in. Seeing that she was in a good mood, he said mischievously: "Sister, I seem to see the brilliance of money in your eyes."
Yi Yan smiled, let go of the report, took a sip of coffee, raised his eyebrows to the secretary, and said, "Go and inform everyone. After get off work, I invite you to dinner and sing."
"Really? That's great! I'm going to inform!" The little secret suddenly beamed with excitement, and hurried out.
In the evening, a group of people in the studio, led by the owner Yi Yan, went to eat, drink and have fun.
After having dinner in the hotel, Yi Yan took the staff to KTV. Everyone had fun shaking dice, drinking, and singing.
...
At eleven o'clock in the night, the plane from New York to the sea landed, and the refined men came out of the VIP passage with the elite group.
After getting on the commercial vehicle, Jiang Xiche turned off the airplane mode of his mobile phone, and a short message popped up.
[Brother, my cousin took her staff to Ji Yue to sing. 】
After consulting the information, Jiang Xiche opened the dial interface, was silent for a moment, and pressed the "1" key.
At that time, in the KTV room, Yi Yan was already drunk and was singing with a microphone.
The employees are about to leave, worrying about what to do with the drunk boss, no one knows where she lives.
When nothing was done, someone called Yi Yan's cell phone.
The little secretary picked up the phone and took a look. Remarks: Jiang Gou.
She thought for a while and felt that the person who could have this kind of remarks should be someone who has a good relationship with the boss. Maybe she knows where the boss lives, so she went to the corridor to answer.
An unfamiliar voice came from the phone, Jiang Xiche frowned, "Where is Yi Yan?"
The cold and deep voice, with electronic equipment, strong magnetism, it sounds so good that people's ears are itchy.
The little secret trembled slightly and explained: "Hello, I am an employee of Sister Yi. We are at Jiyue KTV. She is drunk. Do you know where she lives?"
Jiang Xiche looked out of the window, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, his voice was a bit sleepy: "Take her to the door in ten minutes of trouble."
Ten minutes later, more than a dozen employees stood in front of the KTV waiting for someone. Yi Yan was supported by the two, as if asleep.
After a while, a black commercial car parked in front, and a tall and leggy man got off the car and his eyes fell straight on Yi Yan.
The crowd held their breath for a while, and both men and women stared.
In response to their surprised gaze, Jiang Xiche took Yi Yan, hugged her up, whispered "thank you" and wanted to leave.
A female employee was worried and called him in time—"Hey, may I ask you?"
He should: "Her husband."
"!!!"
Everyone was dumbfounded, until the commercial vehicle drove away, they came back to their senses, and suddenly exploded.
"The boss is married? When did it happen?"
"Fuck it, handsome, I'm bloody."
"It looks like a rich man, I admire it!"
...
On the way home, Yi Yan became drunk again, holding Jiang Xiche's hand as a microphone, shaking her body from left to right, singing the love song of her idol.
Jiang Xiche didn't care about her either, letting her grab her own hand and go crazy, her expression was indifferent, as if the sky was falling and he couldn't stir up a wave in his heart.
On the contrary, it was the driver in front and Wang Special Assistant who saw Yi Yan's intoxicated expression through the rearview mirror from time to time, and tried to suffocate a smile. It is estimated that only in front of his wife would Jiang always have such a good temper.
Ten minutes later, the car arrived at Yanhu Bay. This is a villa area, where every inch of land is rich, rich in businessmen, and surrounded by luxury department stores.
At this time Yi Yan was quiet again, Jiang Xiche carried her into the house, and the driver and Wang Special Assistant helped with the luggage.
As soon as he entered the room and turned on the light, Jiang Xiche's footsteps stopped.
The spacious and luxurious living room suddenly appeared, there should have been a deserted atmosphere, but it was abruptly dispelled by the untidy environment-on the sofa, clothes, bags and pillows were littered, and several fashion magazines and discarded artwork were also lost on the carpet. , There are unfinished potato chips on the table.
Jiang Xiche didn't understand how she made her home like this in a few days.
A trace of helplessness flashed through his eyes, and he took another step, leading people upstairs.
Sure enough, the room was unsightly, the quilts were piled up, and the dressing table was in a mess.
Even though Jiang Xiche loves to be clean, he still chooses to accept Yi Yan’s shortcomings. Although this is something he has never understood before, he was ready to tolerate her bad problems when he decided to marry her. She changed.
Putting the person on the bed, he looked at her.
She is wearing a small leather skirt with a soft open back designed by herself, with a net yarn as the base, white and slender legs danglingly attached to the quilt, and her palm-sized face has abnormal red cheeks. , The long and dense eyelashes are close to the skin, and the slightly curly hair is scattered on the shoulder blades, looking lazy and charming.
The man lowered his eyes, withdrew his gaze, turned and went out.
...
When Yi Yan woke up the next day, her head hurt a little.
I don't remember what happened after getting drunk last night. She sat on the bed a little dazedly, always feeling that the room had become a little different.
Just as she was trying to remember who sent her home last night, someone opened the door and started to start her.
After seeing Jiang Xiche, she was even more trembling, "I'm going—when did you come back?"
Her hair was a bit disheveled, and the makeup on her face was still unremoved. Jiang Xiche felt a little sloppy, and said, "Go take a shower and get ready to eat breakfast."
"Oh." Yi Yan scratched his hair hesitantly, and replied faintly.
After she came out of the shower, she found that her messy dressing table had been cleaned up, no wonder she felt that the room had changed, it turned out to be clean.
When I went downstairs, I saw an extremely tidy living room. Yi Yan couldn't help but "wow" silently, wondering if this man is too clean or too idle?
In the dining room, Jiang Xiche was already having breakfast, and he couldn't even fault his food.
Looking at the millet porridge and omelet on the table, Yi Yan's eyes lit up and she asked incredulously, "You made it?"
"Well, drink some porridge first."
"It's amazing, I don't know how to cook." Yi Yan praised without hesitation, took a sip of porridge from the porcelain bowl, and immediately felt that the whole stomach was much more comfortable.
Jiang Xiche didn't speak, and drank the porridge slowly.
Yi Yan belongs to the more talkative category, and he actively asks while eating: "You really won't leave this time?"
"Ok."
Yi Yan nodded, curled her lips and smiled. Now it seems that Yi Li dare not laugh at her for "living widowhood"!
Noting her smile, Jiang Xiche's eyes lightly raised, "I stayed, are you happy?"
"You can say so." Yi Yan smiled slightly.
Satisfactory answer.
Jiang Xiche's eyes are slightly soft, but his voice has not changed: "I just returned to China and there are many things to deal with. I will be busy recently."
"It's okay, I'm not clingy."
"it is good."
After breakfast, the two went to work separately.
When Yi Yan came to the studio, the employees greeted her with a smile. She felt that their smiles were weird, with a hint of treacherousness.
Only the secretary dared to come up, smiling meanly, and asked her gossipingly: "Sister, when did you get married? Brother-in-law is too handsome, right?"
Yi Yan felt inexplicable and glared at her, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"You were drunk last night. Brother-in-law came to take you home. We all saw it."
Where did he pick her up? Yi Yan frowned.
The little secretary made a drunken face and said to himself: "When my brother-in-law said he was your husband last night, my girl's heart was about to explode."
"..." Yi Yan got goose bumps inexplicably, and stared at her seriously, "If you don't go to work, believe it or not, I will deduct your wages?"
Little Secret sticks out his tongue and walks away desperately.
Yi Yan shook his head, wondering if he was too friendly to the staff.
...
Jiang Xiche has always been in charge of Jiang's overseas market, and the domestic side is managed by his cousin Lin Yi and uncle.
The return of the big boss caused a sensation among the employees. When a group of men in suits and leather shoes walked into the building, the leading man seemed to be full of energy, rigorous and cold, and the female employees were restrained with unconcealed excitement.
Seeing the young and handsome man wearing a dazzling ring on his hand, their excited hearts were scattered to the ground.
During the lunch break, Lin Yi took a few documents and went to the president's office on the top floor. Jiang Xiche was still busy, and he had not moved his lunch.
Lin Yi put the file on the table and asked him, "You suddenly went back here to develop, don't uncle have any comments?"
"It's not a sudden. It's been half a year." Jiang Xiche took the file calmly and looked down. "Many things have been done over there. He can handle it alone. There is still a lot of room for development in the domestic market. ."
Lin Yi: "But didn't you say that it would take about a year to come back?"
Jiang Xiche was silent for a while, letting go of the document, and there was a vague sense of helplessness in his words
"I won't come back again, she will send me the divorce agreement."