Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

Her eyes darted left and right, then she changed the subject, "Ah, the sun is so nice today, Ying Yuchuan, look, doesn't that cloud look like you right now, with that sour face..."

"Don't keep a long face. You look so gloomy and not handsome at all when you're all stern. Let me tell you, there's a reason for that..."

Seeing this, Song Minghua stopped talking, took a grilled sausage, sat down on a stool, and watched the show with great interest.

This is even better than those TV dramas.

Don't say he has no master-disciple relationship; he can step in when needed.

"Come, come, come."

Lu Luozhi took the initiative, pulling Ying Yuchuan to sit on the stool she had just stood up on, and stuffing a grilled sausage into his hand.

"Let's talk while we eat."

While eating the grilled sausage, Song Minghua said with a smile, "It's actually quite delicious."

"Louzhi, who is this?"

The woman selling stinky tofu next to her noticed Ying Yuchuan's attire, appearance, and aura, which seemed out of place in the food street, and asked her curiously in a low voice.

When Ying Yuchuan heard someone ask her this, he secretly pricked up his ears, wanting to hear how she would answer.

As a result, he heard...

"He's my boss."

Boss!

These two words again.

He hated hearing those two words!

Ying Yuchuan's sharp eyes shot towards her, and Song Minghua exclaimed "Oh ho!"

"Nephew, this won't do. You've come this far and only managed to become a boss. At least I managed to become a master."

His sarcastic remarks seemed deliberately meant to annoy Ying Yuchuan.

He glanced at the old man watching the show with his deep eyes.

Just as Lu Luozhi was about to explain to him why she said that, a customer came in to buy grilled sausages, so she got busy.

"I'll explain it to you later."

"Hey, Ying family's eldest grandson, look at my apprentice, how lively and adorable she is! You're so lucky to have married her."

Watching Lu Luozhi's busy figure, Song Mingli smiled and sighed, "Originally, I wanted to introduce her to my grandson so she could be my granddaughter-in-law, but you beat me to it."

Oh, what a pity.

I wonder if the eldest grandson of the Ying family will cherish her.

He'll be keeping an eye on him, ready to stand up for his precious apprentice at any time.

The bustling food street was filled with stalls and all kinds of delicious food. Amidst the noise of cars and people talking, Ying Yuchuan, dressed in a suit and tie, sat on a bench with a grilled sausage in his hand. This was an experience he had never had before, and he felt strange and awkward at the same time.

He held the sausage, unsure whether to eat it or not, so embarrassed he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

The presence of the dignified young master of the Ying family and the company president in this incongruous place is somewhat abrupt.

His handsome looks have attracted the attention of many girls, who frequently turn around to look at him.

Some even secretly took photos of him with their phones.

Lu Luozhi noticed this and cleverly used her body to block their camera.

Ying Yuchuan is a prominent figure with status and position. It wouldn't be good if his identity were recognized and he made it into the gossip news.

If it's discovered that his wife sells grilled sausages, he'll be in even more trouble.

Thinking it over, she sped up selling her wares so that she could finish selling to these few customers and then pack up and leave.

With his thick, dark brows furrowed, Ying Yuchuan stared at the grilled sausage in his hand, looking at it again and again.

"Eat it! What are you doing just looking at it? The sausage isn't going to automatically go into your mouth."

Song Minghua teased him again.

With his brows furrowed into three deep wrinkles, Ying Yuchuan stared for several seconds. Under Song Minghua's gaze, he finally slowly brought the grilled sausage to his mouth.

He knew that grilled sausages were popular now, but he had never tried them.

He thought it wouldn't taste very good, but after taking a bite, he was surprised to find that it was actually quite tasty.

Sitting on that small stool that didn't suit his size, his gaze remained fixed on the constantly busy Lu Luozhi.

He seemed to see her back in her hometown, working tirelessly to earn money.

His slender figure, with its unyielding upward spirit, was brimming with vibrant life force.

"Wait a minute, I'll leave after I sell these few."

She turned around and whispered something to him.

He nodded and stopped trying to stop her. As he watched her, an idea came to him.

"Isn't my apprentice amazing?"

Song Minghua followed his gaze and spoke to him.

"Although she has no relatives or friends here, she still has this old man to watch over her. My dear nephew, such a sunny and energetic girl, if you don't cherish her, someone else will treasure her."

His words were loaded with meaning.

Ying Yuchuan glanced at him; he could easily understand the meaning behind his words.

Song Minghua was warning him to be nicer to his apprentice, or else he would have to step down as her husband.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Song. I will naturally cherish my wife. As for the situation you mentioned, it does not exist."

Song Minghua smiled meaningfully, "Alright, this old man will listen."

They left the food street about fifteen minutes later, not too slow.

Ying Yuchuan told Lu Luozhi about his decision.

"Since you like calling me 'boss' so much, come to the company tomorrow to complete your onboarding procedures. Starting the day after tomorrow, you'll come back to work with me and become my secretary."

I feel most at ease having her under my watchful eye.

To prevent her from running around and hurting herself.

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Luozhi was so shocked that her jaw dropped.

Go work at his company and be his secretary?

Is this it? Is it really goodbye to freedom now?

"...Could you...let me off the hook?"

She tried to negotiate, saying, "I'm not cut out for office work..."

Without even looking up, he coldly refused her, "No."

"Please."

"It's no use."

"..."

ruthless.

What a heartless man!