My Stunning Beauty Special Agent Wife

"Wait a moment!" Wei Xueqing stopped Yang Chen, who was about to get in the car.

Wei Xueqing glanced at Yang Chen's outfit and said, "We're going to the airport to welcome the delegation. You can't go dressed like this!"

Yang Chen looked at his outfit and realized it wasn't appropriate. "Let's go back and change clothes, then," he said.

"No need, there's not enough time. Siyan and I just saw a nice outfit. Let's take you to try it on!" Wei Xueqing said.

Chen Siyan nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes! You'll definitely look good in that outfit!"

Yang Chen felt a bit frustrated.

So going home to change clothes is a waste of time, but shopping for clothes at the mall isn't.

Yang Chen felt he could never fully comprehend a woman's train of thought.

They arrived at the store the two had chosen, and Chen Siyan immediately asked the clerk to bring out Yang Chen's size and let him change.

Feeling helpless, Yang Chen had no choice but to change into the casual business attire.

After changing, Yang Chen walked out of the fitting room.

"Wow! So handsome!" Chen Siyan said dreamily, "Bro! You're actually this handsome!"

Wei Xueqing also nodded and said, "Clothes make the man, and a horse needs a good saddle. You look much more presentable like this."

Yang Chen sighed. He generally preferred the tailored designs from Dai Li Country, where designers could always identify your body's dynamics, making the clothes incredibly comfortable—far superior to mass-produced outfits.

"We'll take this one!" Wei Xueqing said, pulling out her card, highly satisfied.

"Hold on!" Yang Chen stopped her, "I'll pay for it myself!"

"No! This is my gift to you for saving me!" Wei Xueqing pouted.

"Oh!" Yang Chen resignedly put his card back into his pocket after hearing her reasoning.

Cutting off the garment tags, Yang Chen packed his previous clothes into a bag.

Seeing this, Wei Xueqing said, "Why are you keeping that outfit? Just throw it away!"

Yang Chen replied, "No need, I'm used to it!"

As they exited the mall, Chen Siyan snatched the clothes from Yang Chen and tossed them into a trash can.

"What are you doing?" Yang Chen frowned.

"Nothing, just throwing them away!" Chen Siyan said, "You've worn those for so long and still don't want to let them go!"

"Don't you know about frugality? Even if I don't wear them, I could donate them to someone else!" Yang Chen said, feeling pained.

"Come on!" Chen Siyan sighed with a smile, "Bro, it's the modern age now. Do you know those clothes are worn to tatters? Even if you sent them to kids in disaster areas, they might not want them!"

"Uh!" Feeling awkward, Yang Chen took one last look at the trash can but decided against retrieving the clothes.

The three of them got into the car and headed to the airport.

Wei Xueqing looked at her phone and said, "Our staff is already in place, and our company's people are there, too. The venue is set up. It seems this Zhao Feiyang is quite capable."

Yang Chen smiled, "That's for sure."

Yang Chen was quite confident in Zhao Feiyang's abilities.

After all, he was trained by Leonard.

The three of them chatted casually and soon reached the vicinity of the airport.

However, there were many cars headed to the airport, causing a queue.

At this point, a Land Rover sped up and cut in line ahead of their car, honking aggressively.

Yang Chen frowned, considered the situation, and decided to stop the car, allowing the vehicle ahead to merge properly before tailing it slowly.

As they moved forward a bit more, Yang Chen noticed a lane being blocked off, with staff standing by, seemingly prepared for welcoming the delegation.

Yang Chen waved to the staff and said, "Hello, we're here to receive the delegation today."

Wei Xueqing quickly cooperated by showing her business card, "I'm Wei Xueqing, CEO of Shangdong Group."

Seeing this, the staff immediately opened the barrier, allowing Yang Chen's car through.

Yang Chen's car slowly changed lanes, entering the dedicated lane.

But right then, Yang Chen felt the car jolt violently from the rear and quickly stopped the vehicle.

"How do you drive? Can't you watch the road?" Just as Yang Chen glanced at the rear-view mirror, a stream of curses came through.

Yang Chen got out of the car without a word.

Chen Siyan was also furious, shouting, "How can he talk like that? He crashes into us and still curses!"

Growing up in an orphanage, they were bullied by neighborhood kids and became resilient and independent, unable to tolerate being bullied!

Yang Chen got out of the car, and a burly man from the vehicle behind also stepped out—it was the Land Rover that had cut them off earlier.

The man, wearing sunglasses and sporting a tattooed arm, pointed at Yang Chen and cursed, "Are you blind? Can you see the road? You wrecked my car! Can you afford to pay?"

Seeing Yang Chen change lanes, he had intended to follow but accidentally hit the accelerator too hard.

Yang Chen coldly stared at the man and walked over with determined strides.

The man showed no fear, pointing at Yang Chen, "What are you staring at? Do you even know who you hit? Do you believe I'll cripple you right here today?"

Yang Chen stood firm before the man and smirked coldly, raising his arm.

Slap!

The loud slap echoed through the empty airport.

The man's sunglasses flew off, revealing his beady eyes, like mung beans.

A five-finger mark quickly appeared on his face.

The man was utterly bewildered by the slap, not anticipating Yang Chen would suddenly make a move!

With that slap, two burly men jumped out of the car immediately.

From a shining black Mercedes behind, four more people got out and surrounded Yang Chen aggressively.

The man seemed to have regained his senses, and before he could stand upright, he spat out more curses.

But as soon as he stood up, another slap greeted him!

"What are you doing?"

"Daring to hit our boss!"

"Are you looking for trouble?"

A group of people rushed in.

Several workers quickly stepped in to intervene.

"What are you doing!"

"I'm telling you, don't cause trouble!"

...

Finally, the group was restrained.

The man clutched his cheeks, now swollen like watermelons, wailing continuously.

"Ouch, ouch! Daring to hit me! Bros, kill him for me! Beat him!" the man shouted, pointing at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen stared icily at the man and spoke coldly, "Let me tell you, it was you who hit my car. You will fully compensate for all repair costs my vehicle incurs! Also, for cursing at me, beating your face to a pulp is not over the line! If you want to mess with me, you better weigh your own strength!"

"So what if I cursed you? I'm cursing you today! I'll kill you! You better find out who you dared to provoke. Mess with Third Master Wu, and you're dead, I'm telling you!" the man yelled, pointing at Yang Chen.

"Third Master Wu? I think I've heard that name before!" Just then, a man approached quickly, followed by a group of men in formal attire, holding a document and rushing to catch up.

The man saw the newcomer, nearly trembling at the knees, "Steward!"

He recognized the newcomer from television—it was Steward Liu!