The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

Patrick said, "Let him handle something for me. It's inconvenient for me to go out."

Vera was curious about what it was, but Patrick didn't say anything more.

After dinner late at night, Vera went to Molly's room to chat. "Where did you hide that Spicy Chicken Ramen?"

"I hid it in the ceiling. I was worried it wouldn't be safe anywhere else."

Vera nodded, saying, "Tomorrow, when Patrick goes to work, we'll cook it secretly in the morning. Don't let Shawn know about the Spicy Chicken Ramen yet. I'm afraid he won't be able to resist tonight."

She continued, "He's done similar things before. In the summer, Patrick bought ice cream and didn't let him eat too much. He ended up sneaking it at night and landed in the hospital. Shawn, just can't control himself when it comes to food." Molly replied, "No wonder you didn't want Dad to know about the Spicy Chicken Ramen today. You're worried he'll bring it up tonight, right?"

Vera nodded.

Molly assured her, saying, "Don't worry, I hid it in a high place. He definitely won't find it."

Seeing Molly so confident, Vera felt relieved and went back to her bedroom.

"Honey, I'm back." She opened the door and saw no one inside.

Vera turned around and happily ran to Patrick's study. She opened the door and, not seeing him, started to act coy. "Honey, it's dark. We should go to bed. Randall, are you getting scolded again?" Vera looked closely and saw Randall standing straight in front of Patrick's desk as usual. Remembering that Patrick had called him privately before, nine times out of ten, it was to scold him. This time was probably no different.

Randall asked, "Can you please don't add fuel to the fire?"

Vera replied, "Sorry, I underestimated you." After apologizing, she went to Patrick's side. Patrick was smiling broadly, even though he tried to hide it with his hand. The smile lines around his eyes gave him away.

Vera tugged on Patrick's hand, saying, "It's time to go to bed."

Patrick replied, "You go ahead. Randall and I have some things to discuss. I'll be there soon."

Vera asked, "Randall is so capable now that you discuss things with him?"

Randall was angry. "Why are you looking down on me?"

Vera quickly grabbed a folder from Patrick's desk and was about to throw it at Randall.

Randall instinctively raised his arms to protect his head, assuming a defensive stance.

"You're scared, and you still dare to yell at me? Have you forgotten who I am because I've been too kind lately?"

Randall muttered, "I won't say anything."

Vera forcefully threw down Patrick's company documents and pointed at Randall, warning, "If you're still here in half an hour, I'll give you a good beating."

Randall thought to himself, 'Crazy woman!'

Vera sternly warned, "If you're holding a grudge against me, we'll settle it later."

To Randall, Vera was a nightmare, but in Patrick's eyes, she was like a little wildcat playfully swiping at people. Vera's behavior seemed incredibly cute to her lover. After her outburst, Vera left Patrick's study.

Randall watched Vera's departing figure and asked Patrick, "Uncle Patrick, when are you moving out?"

Patrick asked, "Can't handle it anymore?"

Randall nodded and said, "You've found Molly, and your mission is complete. You should take her and move out." Patrick replied, "If we move out, there'll be no one to shield me when Vera gets mad. At least at home, I have you." Randall asked, "How about I move out?"

Patrick replied, "Not approved."

In the nearby bedroom, Shawn was lying in bed, getting ready to sleep.

Before sleeping, Shawn turned off the main lights, leaving only the soft yellow decorative lights embedded in the ceiling. The lights were set on the ceiling.

Suddenly, Shawn noticed something unusual about the lights. Was part of it broken?

Shawn sat up in bed and looked at the hidden object in the ceiling.

He thought, 'When did this thing appear in my room? It wasn't here last night.'

Shawn threw off the covers and turned on the room lights. He stood on the bed to see the ceiling more clearly.

The red package of Spicy Chicken Ramen was right in front of him.

"Which idiot hid this here?" Shawn cursed.

He stood with his hands on his hips, observing for a long time.

Finally, he quietly called Tom, "Tom, are you asleep?"

Tom was also in his bedroom. Hearing Shawn whispering on the phone, he wondered if Shawn had been kidnapped and was calling for help. He replied, "Mr. Olteran, I'm not asleep."

Shawn commanded, "Come over here quietly, don't alert anyone else in the house."

Tom was puzzled but obediently went to Shawn's bedroom door.

He knocked on the door. "Mr. Olteran, it's me."

Shawn opened the door and waved him in.

After Tom entered, Shawn took him to the bedroom and asked, "Who came to my room today?"

Tom suddenly remembered that Molly had been there in the afternoon, so he said, "Ms. Molly Olteran came to your room this afternoon, but you weren't there, so she went to the living room to find you."

"She's lying." Shawn pointed to the Spicy Chicken Ramen hidden in the ceiling. "She definitely put this here. This afternoon, she and Vera went shopping, and when they came back, they were sneaking around behind my back. I knew it; they had something good they didn't want me to know about."

Tom moved to a different spot. He stood by Shawn's bedside and looked up, seeing the Spicy Chicken Ramen hidden above. It was blocking part of the light.

Standing up, he couldn't see the Spicy Chicken Ramen, but lying down, he could see it with a glance.

Shawn grabbed the stool Molly had stepped on that afternoon and said to Tom, "Hold me steady. I'm going up to get it and give them a taste of their own medicine."

Tom worried about Shawn's old bones standing on the stool. "Mr. Olteran, let me get it for you."

"No, I'll do it myself. I need to show them that they can't hide anything from me!"

Shawn shakily climbed up.

Tom stood below, very nervous.

Shawn was getting harder to deal with..

He was better off with his old temper, at least then he wasn't in danger.

Now, Shawn's temper had improved, but he was harder to please.

Shawn retrieved the Spicy Chicken Ramen that Molly had hidden and slowly climbed down.

When Shawn's feet touched the ground, Tom was relieved.

Thankfully, Shawn was okay.

"What is this? I can't even read the writing." Shawn looked at it, asking, "Is this a new product from some company?"