Daddy CEO's Beloved Wife

A while later, the group drove in their expensive car and in no time arrived at the Chinese restaurant Song Yu Han reserved for them. The valet quickly approached their car and took over it so he could park it in a nice parking spot. On the other hand, the manager of the restaurant came out, flashing a toothpaste commercial-worthy smile to the VIP guest that would take shelter in their restaurant.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Valentino," the manager who was named Qian Wencheng did not dare hold out his hand for a handshake. 

Fabio flashed a bright smile to the manager and stretched out his hand for a handshake, much to the manager's shock. 

Qian Wencheng shakily took the outstretched hand, and lightly shook hands with the hand covered with rings that probably worth more than his annual salary. 

After exchanging courtesy, the group strolled into the empty restaurant. Today, Song Yu Han specially rented out the whole place for the sake of privacy. Nothing good would come out if there were too many curious people who would stare with their deep gazes full of meanings at them. 

In not even two minutes later, they were guided by the manager to the second floor where only the very important guests would have their meals at to get a better view of the pond and mountain behind the restaurant; where it was peaceful and the sense of being one with the nature was a novelty and rare occasion for them to experience after all.

The Chinese restaurant that they entered was called Xiao Xiang Palace or Flying Palace if translated; it was a posh restaurant established by a scholar in the early 19th century, since then, the descendants of the scholar passed the recipes and the restaurant to the young generation of the family.

And as it was called, the second floor of the restaurant looked like it was really flying. The walls were transparent as glass walls were picked to create an illusion of being surrounded by nature and the roof was also made of thick glass. The tables and chairs were all arranged neatly and separated by a good distance from each other, enough to be sure that no eavesdropper could hear the gossip about somebody else's husband cheating on his wife.

As the group made up of three men walked forward after the manager left them to their devices on the second floor, they immediately noticed the man seated at a table next to the glass walls where the moutain's silhouette could be seen. In just one glance, Fabio and Angelo recognize who the man was. 

Of course, it wasn't a problem for Fabio since he had already seen his friend's face a year ago. However, Angelo, who had never met his husband's friend could sense that the man was none other than 'Damien', the guy rumored and feared internationally because of his history and what he had done in the countries he had visited.

Angelo followed closely behind Fabio. He was still feeling mystified by the fact that he was in the presence of Damien. Angelo wondered if he was actually inside a castle, where he was a lowly vassal about to be presented before the ruler of the kingdom. 

He sent a meaningfully glance at Fabio, who nodded his head in return. 

"Damien," Fabio used the man's well-known English name. 

Song Yu Han slowly moved his gaze from his phone to the people in front of him. "Fabio," he slightly turned and his eyes landed on the figure behind him. He said with a slow smile curving upwards, "Is this Angelo? The man you married last year?"

Angelo felt a bit afraid of the man and panicked for a second. Thankfully, he caught himself very well and turned his serious mode on; he nodded his head and returned the smile, "Y- yes... My name is Angelo Romano."

"I've heard of you from Fabio before you two even announced that you're dating and getting married. You're the secretary he never showed to me. Quite possessive of him, I must say..." Song Yu Han chuckled as he eyed the couple. He said these words in fluent English.

Fabio leaned toward Angelo, slowly winked at Song Yu Han, his thick lashes fluttered, "That's only because I was afraid you'd steal him from me."

"I don't swing that way though, " countered Song Yu Han. Frowning a bit when he remembered that a lot of people already assumed he was one when he never verbally said it or showed it either way.

Fabio laughed, shaking his head as he motioned his hand, pointing a finger on Song Yu Han's face. "I didn't mean you will steal him from me because you are attracted to him. I meant that with that face, who wouldn't voluntarily fall on your lap?"

Song Yu Han sighed. He shifted on his foot and invited everyone to take a seat. They ordered a few recommended and top dishes from the restaurant's menu and started talking about their daily lives. Mostly, it was Song Yu Han and Fabio, who were conversing with each other, leaving Angelo and Special assistant Guo to watch them talk and feel the sense of being out of place.

It wasn't their fault. The two were too friendly and close to each other; they mostly talked about the things that happened that only the two of them knew. 

However, that didn't stop the two, namely Angelo and Guo Yun, to gawk and feel the wonders in the world was a lie. There was another one that wasn't listed in it. It was the fact that Damien or Song Yu Han was completely different from the image that they established inside their heads.

Angelo shot a meaningful glance at Guo Yun, who was as confused as he was. Guo Yun has never seen his boss smiling so much in just a span of an hour. But he doubted it was because of what Fabio was talking about, but rather, Song Yu Han must be happy because of another reason. 

Specifically, it must be because of his boss's wife.

Nevertheless, Special assistant Guo was still shocked by the sight. 

"Anyway, let's not talk about our past in front of our companions. Look, we made them into some sort of a statue, only gawking and not talking." Fabio laughed and gently elbowed his husband.

Song Yu Han also didn't seem to care if they continued reminiscing about their past or not. And so, he miraculously complied and said, "Then, let's talk about business."

"The collaboration of our companies is within my scope of understanding. The contract is also lacking any shady matters. Why don't we sign it now and finalize it?" Fabio quickly summarized everything. 

"That's what I thought you'd say," Song Yu Han nodded and steepled his hands in front of him, on top of the table. "I'll order the assistants in my company to arrange everything for you and your husband while you stay in the country. Of course, contact the Finance Team in the company and inform them of the cost of all needed materials you used in creating the new brand."

Fabio took a sip from his glass and lightly put it down. "I already sent the prototype of the design. The only thing that needs to be done is to get the right materials and recreate them so we can produce them as soon as possible!"

Song Yu Han agreed with him. The collaboration between them should have been finished a year ago. However, he had to return to the Flower Country to take care of some business and their collaboration was pushed back. It was only after almost a year had passed that Song Yu Han finally called Fabio to come to the country and make the collaboration possible.

Two waiters wearing their uniform and bow-tie approached their table with a cart full of dishes on top of it. The mouth-watering dishes were still piping hot and the steam was floating up in the air.

Fabio's eyes lit up upon seeing the food coming their way. He had been waiting to taste the Chinese food prepared by a Chinese chef. Once he finally ate a big mouthful, he couldn't help but let out a low moan; the deliciousness of the food exploded inside his mouth, making him see stars. 

"So good! Honey, taste this one... this one is so delicious!" Fabio served Angelo what he was eating. After Angelo tasted what he had served for him, his eyes also brightened up, seemingly experiencing a small theater act inside his mouth.

As the two enjoyed their meal, Song Yu Han only ate half of what was on his plate and fished out his phone. His eyes were glued on the message written on the screen of his phone.

[Snowrabbit: Hubby, thank you so much! I read all the contracts and picked two from the rest. I think I might end up getting addicted to your pampering skills.]

After reading the message twice, Song Yu Han's smile turned upward. 

Chuckling, he swiftly tapped the screen and sent a reply:

[YH: Then, get addicted to me.