The Ancient Miss Transmigrates into a CEO’s Wife

Chapter 128

Chapter 128

"Hmm? Maybe just one time." Xu Xiuhe scratched his nose slightly abashed.

"The studio's hot search last time, did you buy that?" Shen Yin looked into Xu Xiuhe's eyes and giggled coquettishly.

"Yeah, I support my wife's work. Is that not allowed?"

"It's allowed, but didn't a certain someone say before that he didn't want me to work?"

"I didn't, dear wife, you can't slander me. I just said that because I was afraid you'd get tired. Besides, I can afford to support you. I'll earn money to support the family, and you just need to look beautiful."

"Your mouth is so sweet," Shen Yin smiled sweetly, her eyes seeming to sparkle like stars.

Xu Xiuhe gazed at Shen Yin, entranced. How fortunate he was to have met her.

"I know you can afford to support me, but I don't want to be completely dependent on you. Although I came from the Dasheng Dynasty, the status of women there was higher compared to previous dynasties. Of course, it can't be compared to now, but it was very common for women to do business in the Dasheng Dynasty. I also know that in love, money doesn't matter, but from ancient times until now, having a good match has always been valued."

Xu Xiuhe couldn't help but stroke Shen Yin's beautiful hair, twirling a lock in his fingers.

Shen Yin continued, "When I first came here, I read a poem from your era called 'To the Oak Tree,' which had a line: 'I will not be like the entwining climbing flowers that borrow your tall branches to show myself off; I must be the cotton tree standing close beside you, assuming my own true nature as a tree.' This poem is quite interesting. I think this should be the ideal state of love."

"Alright, then we'll stand together, equal under Heaven and Earth," Xu Xiuhe said after hearing Shen Yin's words, feeling that his wife's thinking was even more progressive than modern people.

"It's getting late, let's go to sleep. Tomorrow is Monday," Shen Yin reminded him.

As the myriad stars in the sky turned into a distant blue, Shen Yin realized that there was still a long journey ahead, but fortunately, she wasn't alone.

The next morning, when the studio girls arrived at Qinghe Villa, they were touched to see the items on the reception desk - today's dose of warmth was from the boss.

Recently, besides accompanying Zhengzheng, Shen Yin had been studying delicious foods, occasionally doing embroidery, keeping an eye on Kang Guopeng's progress, and sometimes visiting her parents.

Weekends came and went. At the counter, Li Huanhuan saw from afar five or six girls peeking in, too afraid to approach because of the five Tibetan mastiffs standing guard.

Li Huanhuan figured they must be there to order dresses, so she went out and said, "Ladies, don't be afraid. They don't bite, they're very obedient."

At first, Li Huanhuan and Chen Nuan were also afraid of the massive dogs sitting in a row at the studio entrance. But over time, they found the dogs quite adorable. As long as you didn't mean them any harm, they would be well-behaved, greeting the girls as they arrived for work and seeing them off when they went home.

The girls outside saw that the dogs were indeed just sitting there peacefully, their expressions gentle. Reassured, they came inside.

There were sofas on the first floor, and at Li Huanhuan's invitation, the girls sat down.

"Ladies, are you here to order dresses?" Li Huanhuan asked as she poured them water.

"No, I'm here to find someone - a very beautiful lady," one of the girls replied.

The girl had looked up Yunyin Studio online beforehand and, based on what she saw that night, guessed that the woman who had rescued her wasn't an ordinary person. She later saw the woman's husband and child, pieced everything together, and realized this woman was the wife of the Yuanchi Group's CEO.

The girl's feelings were conflicted - she didn't know what to do. Then another girl asked her when she had learned martial arts, so she decided to come here, although she hadn't expected the other girl to bring three more along.

Li Huanhuan caught the crucial point - a very beautiful lady must be referring to their boss - and called Shen Yin down.

When Shen Yin came downstairs, the girls rushed over to her excitedly.

Shen Yin immediately recognized two of the girls from the incident last Saturday.

The injuries on the girl's face had healed significantly, though there were still faint marks.

"You came."

"Yes, and I'm still very grateful. This is a specialty from my hometown," the girl said, handing Shen Yin a bag.

Shen Yin accepted it.

"My name is Shen Meng."

"I'm Lin Yaqi. These are my friends. After finding out what happened to me, they also got scared and wanted to learn some self-defense skills."

"We're willing to pay tuition fees. Can you teach us?"

Shen Yin... She had originally planned to teach these two girls whenever she practiced, without intending to charge fees. But now a whole group had shown up at once.

"It's a bit crowded, this studio is too small for five people to practice together," Shen Yin said apologetically.

"Then could you open a women's self-defense training center?" Shen Meng suggested.

Shen Yin's eyes lit up. That wasn't a bad idea. Since she had to teach Zhengzheng and Shu Yi anyway, she might as well establish a dedicated venue that was more professional and comfortable.

"Okay, I have your contact information. I'll notify you all when it opens."

The girls left excitedly after expressing their gratitude once more.

Shen Yin was a woman of action. She had been eyeing the vacant villa across the street for a long time and had been thinking about buying it.

No sooner said than done, Shen Yin contacted the local neighborhood office to get the owner's contact information for the villa at 47 Qinghe Villa.

She made a call.

"Hello, are you the owner of the property at 47 Qinghe Villa?"

"Yes, that's me."

Shen Yin asked again, "This house has been vacant for a while. Do you have any plans to sell it?"

"How much can you offer?" the man on the other end asked.

The villa was nice and valuable, but its location was a bit remote, so the man had been wanting to sell it but hadn't found a suitable price. That's why it had remained vacant.

"What price do you think is appropriate? For a villa like this, the normal price now should be around 10 million yuan. How about 12 million yuan?" Shen Yin proposed.

"That's a bit low. How about 13 million yuan?" the man countered.

"Alright, deal," Shen Yin said. "Come over in the afternoon, and we'll take care of the paperwork. Once it's done, the money will be transferred to your account."

The man didn't expect the woman to be so straightforward and efficient. He had merely mentioned it, and selling for 12 million was a win for him. What was there to be unhappy about?

After finishing lunch, when Shen Yin came out again, the small building across the way had its doors open. Shen Yin crossed the stone bridge, leading Zhengzheng into Building No. 47.

There was no furniture inside. As Shen Yin entered, a man around 30 years old approached her.

"Would you like to take another look before deciding whether to buy?" the man suggested.

"No need, let's just go through with the paperwork," Shen Yin replied.