Young Master Chu’s Guide to Spoiling his Wife

Ling Qianyu was upset by various urges recently, but fortunately, he thought of a way, and the irritability in his heart was relieved.

In the hot summer day, Ling Qianyu was lying in the air-conditioned room watching a movie, wearing a thin silk skirt, and all he could reach was snacks.

Lying comfortably on the bed, her hair was messed up, completely disregarding her image. The door was knocked, and she turned her head and glanced to let people in from outside.

There are only two people at home, she and Shen Zhiyang, and Shen Zhiyang will not disturb her under normal circumstances.

"John Cena's plane came here on Thursday night, the call I just received."

Shen Zhiyang's words frowned Ling Qianyu, and the action of eating potato chips paused, and he sat up quickly.

"What is he doing here? What does it mean to call you, let me pick it up?"

"Yes." Shen Zhiyang nodded, waiting for her instructions.

Ling Qianyu looked down and thought for a moment, and the only good mood in his heart disappeared instantly.

That **** came here, there must be no good things. Ling Qianyu can count the number of times he has seen him in these years. And every memory of each meeting makes Ling Qianyu unforgettable.

"Call Lin Churui and say I will eat with him tonight." Looking up again, Ling Qianyu looked at Shen Zhiyang and said softly, "Also, let him make an appointment with Jinfeng."

About Lin Churui to eat, bring Jinfeng?

Shen Zhiyang looked at Ling Qianyu with some uncertainty. Seeing her affirmative look, he nodded and said okay, turned and left.

After Shen Zhiyang left, Ling Qianyu lay down on the bed, feeling uncomfortable when he thought of seeing that person on Thursday...

When Lin Churui received the call, he heard that he was very happy to have dinner with Ling Qianyu at night. However, when he heard the latter words, he was at a loss.

Bring that old man Jinfeng, what else do you have for dinner?

Whether he wanted it or not, Lin Churui did what Ling Qianyu said.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Jinfeng arrived at the hotel he had agreed with Lin Churui on time. Going upstairs and entering the box, he never expected to see Ling Qianyu here.

The circle of the upper class says that it is not big or not small. Some people are familiar with each other even if they don't have much contact.

Jin Feng naturally knew who Ling Qianyu was. But why is she here?

"What is President Jin doing there?" Ling Qianyu looked at Jin Feng with a smile, and asked aloud, "Don't you recognize me?"

"How is it possible." Jin Feng stepped forward, walked to the table and sat down, and replied, "Miss Ling, I have seen it many times."

Looking at the appearance of Ling Qianyu and Lin Churui, they seem to be very familiar. So Lin Churui took the initiative to find herself to eat today, what exactly it meant, really made Jin Feng a little curious.

When the food was on the table, Ling Qianyu had been chatting with Lin Churui without a word. After eating something, she took the bottle and poured a glass of wine and looked at Jin Feng.

"President Jin, I actually wanted to invite you to dinner very early, but there have been too many things recently, so I have been delayed. Come, I toast you with this glass of wine, and I hope we can cooperate happily in the future."

"Cooperation?"

The wine in Jin Feng's hand had already been picked up, but Ling Qianyu's words did not quite understand him.

"Yes, cooperation." Ling Qianyu looked at him with a smile, "I heard that President Jin was recently put on by Chu Yichen and lost hundreds of millions in the stock market. This is not a small amount... The money didn’t come from a strong wind, and President Jin must be very unhappy, right? In that case, don’t you want to make it back?"