The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife Chapter 7 - 7 7 The President is the Wife

Tears streamed down the woman’s face, falling silently to the ground.

Behind her, a woman clad in black stood with utmost respect; she was the woman’s most trusted confidant.

Within a distinguished family such as the Chen family, relationships were a labyrinth of hidden adversaries and strategic alliances built on wealth and influence.

Above all else, loyalty was paramount, and she was the one person the woman truly depended on.

As part of a collateral branch of the Chen family, she had been instilled since childhood with a profound sense of duty to dedicate her life to the family's prosperity.

Over the years, she had grown accustomed to the woman's decisive and often ruthless approach, whether navigating the complexities of business or managing intricate family matters.

This woman had steadily ascended to become the Family Head, yet this current display of vulnerability was something the confidant had never before witnessed.

As noon approached, a Maserati began its slow journey away from the cemetery.

Gazing out the window, the woman's expression was heavy with contemplation.

Upon reaching the entrance to the Chen family estate, a look of firm resolve settled upon the woman’s face.

She had made a definitive choice; she would not let another opportunity slip through her fingers.

Her belief was strong that she could reignite the past connection she shared with Ye Shikai.

She had endured a wait that felt like an eternity, and only she truly understood the agonizing torment of those eight years.

A captivating smile graced the woman’s lips as she murmured, “Kai, you will be mine. I am determined to have you.”

Su Qingyu was at the wheel, her gaze occasionally drifting towards Ye Shikai, who sat beside her.

Observing his pensive expression as he looked out the window, she felt an unexpected stirring in her heart.

This was a side of the man she had never encountered before, revealing a certain weariness.

The loss of his mother had clearly left a deep impact, and furthermore, his father had once saved her own father’s life.

A sense of empathy began to blossom within Su Qingyu for Ye Shikai.

Perhaps her previous demeanor towards him had been unduly severe.

As this thought took root, a feeling of guilt began to surface.

Even if the arranged marriage was not to her liking, she reasoned, it did not justify treating anyone with such disregard – she hadn't even managed to maintain basic civility.

Returning to Lishi Garden, Su Qingyu quickly exited the vehicle after changing into her work attire.

This was the first time since the establishment of Tianya Group that she had ever been late for work.

En route, her phone buzzed with numerous messages from her secretary, reminding her about an important meeting scheduled for today. Consequently, she paid little heed to Ye Shikai, who remained lost in his thoughts on the sofa, before hurrying off to the company.

Ye Shikai’s distress intensified as he stared blankly at the ceiling.

He had tried to move past the grief of his mother’s passing, hoping that the passage of time would soothe the ache in his heart, but revisiting her memory through the funeral brought a flood of recollections.

Suddenly, the insistent ringing of his phone shattered his reverie. Reluctantly, he answered, only to be met with An Lan’s furious voice.

“Ye Shikai, you scoundrel! Why are you skipping work today!” An Lan, from the confines of her office, was nearing the end of her patience.

Not long ago, Ye Shikai had narrowly avoided being late, and now, he had failed to appear at all without offering any notice.

A cold sweat broke out on Ye Shikai’s brow. He had become so engrossed in his thoughts that he completely forgot about work and neglected to inform An Lan, fearing her misunderstanding and subsequent anger.

“I apologize, Lan. Something unexpected came up today, and I completely forgot to request leave,” Ye Shikai explained hastily, his tone apologetic, now having incurred the displeasure of his formidable female superior.

“I don’t care about your excuses. You have exactly twenty minutes to get to the office, or else… you’ll regret it,” she declared before abruptly ending the call.

An Lan balled her fists, her cheeks puffed out in a display of her annoyance.

Fortunately, none of her colleagues were present to witness this moment.

While typically perceived as a stern career woman, her momentarily cute demeanor held the power to captivate countless men.

On the other end of the line, Ye Shikai felt utterly resigned.

The adage about hierarchy influencing proceedings was proving undeniably true.

He left the residential complex and quickly hailed a taxi to speed towards the office.

“Lan, try to calm down. You’re going to get wrinkles,” Ye Shikai said, a hint of nervousness in his voice, attempting to diffuse the tension with An Lan by leveraging their familiarity.

“Wrinkles? What are you talking about… No, wait, Ye Shikai, don’t try to divert the conversation. If you don’t provide a genuine explanation today, you’re not leaving this office,” she retorted, sensing the unspoken implications within his words.

“I made a mistake. I went to the cemetery today and forgot to inform you.” After An Lan suddenly recalled Ye Shikai’s personal circumstances and heard his explanation, the majority of her anger subsided.

“Alright, just ensure it doesn’t happen again. Consider yourself fortunate that I’m feeling magnanimous today; otherwise, I would have terminated your employment already.”

“Lan, your generosity is boundless. I don’t know how I can possibly repay you,” Ye Shikai responded with a sheepish chuckle.

“Get back to work now,” An Lan commanded, her voice sharp.

This man, still resorting to jesting.

Catching sight of Ye Shikai’s mischievous grin, An Lan realized she had been playfully deceived and glared at him with mild irritation.

However, in that very moment, An Lan distinctly felt her heart flutter erratically, akin to a startled deer, almost finding enjoyment in Ye Shikai's lighthearted teasing, her face flushing with a soft blush.

“I have summoned you here today because a significant matter requires your attention.

Please ensure your attire is in order; I will then escort you to meet the president.” Demonstrating her natural authority as a powerful businesswoman, she took a deep breath, her expression swiftly returning to its characteristic cool composure.

It is often said that a woman's mood can change as rapidly as a turning page, and indeed, this saying holds true.

“What did you just say?

Why must I meet with the president?” Ye Shikai voiced his reluctance, finding the request rather odd.

I’ve never even met the president before, so why would I need to see them?

Her gaze fell upon Ye Shikai’s hesitant countenance, and An Lan experienced a surge of frustrated disappointment. So many individuals would give anything for a mere chance to meet the president, yet here you are, displeased with the opportunity I'm presenting!

A flicker of annoyance crossed An Lan’s face. “It’s decided, then.

Whether you are willing or not, you are coming.” With that declaration, An Lan seized Ye Shikai’s arm. Feeling a sense of helplessness, Ye Shikai understood that An Lan was resolute and would not take no for an answer.

They proceeded together, with An Lan maintaining her grip on Ye Shikai’s arm until they arrived at the entrance of the president’s office, where An Lan tapped gently on the door.

“Enter,” a voice familiar to Ye Shikai called out from within.

Ye Shikai’s surprise was palpable as he looked directly into the eyes of the woman standing before him.

That exquisite face, those piercingly cold eyes—could it be anyone else but his own wife, Su Qingyu?

How could it possibly be Su Qingyu?

The president I’m meant to meet is actually my wife?

With so many businesses operating in Yanjing, what are the odds I would end up at Su Qingyu’s?

The world truly is an astonishingly small place…

Su Qingyu, too, was taken aback. How could Ye Shikai possibly be here?

However, she quickly regained her composure, her normally icy demeanor returning. As a skilled actress, she ensured not a hint of their personal connection was visible to An Lan.

“This is the exceptionally talented employee I mentioned previously, Ye Shikai,” An Lan stated, addressing Ye Shikai, who remained lost in his astonishment. A touch dissatisfied with his daze, she nudged his shoulder.

Ye Shikai snapped back to reality, noticing An Lan’s slightly vexed expression and realizing his lapse in composure.

“President Su, greetings. My name is Ye Shikai, and I am an employee in the public relations department.” He is, in fact, my wife, yet I cannot acknowledge her as such. At this very moment, Ye Shikai’s heart was a tempest of conflicting emotions.

“President Su, I have a prior engagement that requires my attention.

Ye Shikai will be speaking with you; I will not impose further.” As she departed, An Lan cast an expectant glance toward Ye Shikai.

Good heavens, since when did I become the one with matters to discuss with the president?

It was clearly her who insisted on bringing me here.

An Lan slowly closed the door, leaving the two individuals within to exchange a speechless look.

“How could it be you!”“How could it be you!”