Marriage of convenience blossoms into love; the husband turns out to be a billionaire CEO.

"Yes, you heard me right, I got married in a flash, just to appease my father-in-law."

Ji Lingfeng said it casually.

“Zhou Weitian, you know I hate trouble. This woman doesn’t know my identity, so you have to keep it a secret to avoid her bothering me later. As for the car incident today, I’ll have someone transfer the compensation amount later.”

He didn't want his secret marriage to be exposed yet, but if Zhou Weitian spread rumors, the whole world would know in no time, not to mention that his sister Zhou Meng'er was a troublemaker.

Zhou Weitian twitched the corner of his mouth.

"No problem. If my sister finds out, she might throw a tantrum and threaten suicide. I don't want to be bothered by her. The car repair cost is nothing. How could I dare let you, Young Master Ji, pay for it? But—"

Zhou Weitian changed the subject, saying with interest, "It seems the old man has poor taste. Why would he choose to find you someone when there are so many suitable women out there..."

The phrase "grassroots woman" wasn't explicitly stated; some face had to be saved.

"Hehe, speaking of Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji, you... are you getting used to it?"

Zhou Weitian spoke with a gloating tone.

Ji Lingfeng, this high and mighty man, is about the same age as him, but is superior to him in every way.

Today, his childhood friend has become the head of the family business, while he is still just a rich second-generation who lives off his father.

In business dealings between the two companies, he was like a lowly soldier who couldn't hold his own, always feeling inferior to the powerful CEO Ji Lingfeng.

Men have just as strong a sense of jealousy as women.

Now that he finally had a chance to make fun of someone, Zhou Weitian certainly wouldn't let it pass.

Ji Lingfeng said in a nonchalant tone, "It's just a marriage in name only to appease the old man. You should just pretend you don't know anything about it."

Zhou Weitian chuckled with amusement, "Alright, so does that mean my sister still has a chance? Hehe, then I won't scare your wife anymore. I just scolded her a few times, and she was quite fierce."

Ye Cheng saw that the rich second-generation on the other end of the phone seemed like a completely different person.

He was looking menacing just a moment ago, but now he's chatting and laughing.

The conversation with my own man should have gone very smoothly.

As long as the repair costs aren't too outrageous, there's still hope for the future.

At this moment, Zhou Weitian finished his call, put down his phone, and walked over.

His complexion had improved considerably.

He stared at Ye Cheng for a long time, and then actually smiled.

"We became friends after a fight. It turns out she's my childhood friend's wife. Should I call her sister-in-law?"

Zhou Weitian smiled, but a barely perceptible hint of disdain lurked in his eyes.

Ye Sheng was still sitting on the roadside in a daze when he heard this and was stunned.

This rich second-generation Zhou family member who drives a sports car worth tens of millions calls him sister-in-law?!

That useless, pretty-boy brother-in-law is actually his childhood friend?!

Did you hear that right?!

Ye Sheng's eyes widened in disbelief!

She's always wanted to climb into the circle of the rich, but her latest adventure has been to run into a rich second-generation's multi-million dollar sports car.

His brother-in-law, whom he had always looked down upon, actually knew this rich second-generation?!

Ye Sheng immediately jumped up from the ground as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Life seemed to have hope again.

Ye Cheng greeted him with a smile.

“Young Master Zhou, yes, yes, I’ve heard my husband mention you.”

"Young Master Zhou!"

Ye Sheng followed eagerly, bowing and scraping as he said something.

Zhou Weitian glanced at him, ignored him, and turned to look at the president of the Ji Group's whirlwind marriage.

"Really? He mentioned me too. What did he mention me about again?"

Zhou Weitian is now particularly interested in Ji Lingfeng's whirlwind marriage.

All the anger I felt earlier vanished into thin air.

Ye Cheng was a little embarrassed: "Young Master Zhou, you introduced him to Huifeng, right? Speaking of which, I should treat you to a meal to thank you."

I haven't even treated them to a meal yet, and I've already crashed their car.

"Hahaha!"

Zhou Weitian chuckled and casually replied, "Yes, yes, that's nothing."

Ji Lingfeng actually told his wife that he was working at Huifeng; this is getting more and more interesting.

Is the old man of the Ji family getting more and more senile as he gets older? He actually found a commoner woman to be his grandson's wife. It's really too embarrassing to say out loud.

Even if it were him, and his father made him marry an ordinary woman who wasn't presentable, he would never admit to having such a wife to the outside world.

If a woman like that finds out my identity and starts pestering me, my life will definitely be miserable.

In front of the tycoon, Ye Sheng was so excited that his brain seemed to short-circuit, and he interjected, "Young Master Zhou, my sister's husband is my brother-in-law. Please take good care of him in the future."

Zhou Weitian glared at him impatiently.

Can't he see this relationship? Does he need to point it out?

Then he turned his head and said with a smile, "Okay, sister-in-law, let's all get together for a meal sometime."

These days, having connections makes all the difference.

One minute they're pointing fingers and yelling, the next they're all smiles and inviting you to dinner.

Ye Cheng chuckled sheepishly, "My brother was really reckless today and accidentally bumped into your car—"

Zhou Weitian waved his hand, interrupting her: "It's okay, it's a bump, it's a bump, I can fix it myself later."

The two people opposite were dumbfounded.

"Ah... you'll fix it yourself? You don't need us to pay for it?"

Ye Cheng thought that at most she would get a discount because of their friendship, but she never expected that she wouldn't have to pay anything.

That's millions!

Zhou Weitian stroked his chin and replied in a seemingly domineering manner, "How could I let my sister-in-law pay for such a small problem? Let's just leave it at that."

His eyes lit up. "Sister-in-law, let's add each other on WeChat. It'll be easier to arrange a meal next time."

Before Ye Cheng could react, Ye Sheng snatched the phone from her hand and eagerly helped her unlock the screen.

He said with a lewd grin, "Young Master Zhou, let me add you on WeChat too."

He has many rich kids in his social circle, and he even daydreams about not missing such a good opportunity.

Zhou Weitian rolled his eyes, swiped the screen, and scanned WeChat on his own, ignoring him as if he hadn't heard anything.

Ye Sheng grinned sullenly.

Zhou Weitian narrowed his eyes, looking at the WeChat name, a slightly wicked smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"A foodie who rides the orange wave."

As her name suggests, Sister-in-law Ji is truly down-to-earth.

He added this nominal sister-in-law on WeChat, of course, with his own purpose.

Ji Lingfeng has always been his nightmare.

Not only is he stunningly handsome, but he was also a top student from a young age. While he was studying abroad to get a degree, he had already joined the Ji family and taken on a major role. When it came to business, no one could match him. In just seven or eight years after taking office, he expanded the Ji family's business several times over. He was a perpetually aloof and icy man who was not interested in women, yet women who liked him were as numerous as fish crossing a river. Even his younger sister, Zhou Meng'er, declared that she would marry no one but him.

He's been blessed with all sorts of good things.

God is so unfair!

But this time, it seems that God has taken pity on us.

For an outstanding man like Ji Lingfeng, being forced to marry a woman from humble beginnings is a godsend. Zhou Weitian plans to use this nominal wife to thoroughly humiliate President Ji when he's in a good mood.

He curled his lips into a smile, as if he could already see the expression on Ji Lingfeng's aloof and handsome face, like someone who had swallowed a fly, unable to swallow it or spit it out.

How could Young Master Zhou possibly miss something so interesting?