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

Hotel suite.

At this moment, Ye Cheng was like a lump of mud, lying limply on the white bed, sleeping peacefully.

In the hazy distance, it seemed as if she were having a dream.

She dreamt that the man she longed for had returned.

After not seeing each other for more than ten days, she couldn't help but excitedly whisper, "Husband."

The man seemed even more impatient, pushing her down onto the bed and whispering in her ear, "Wife, did you miss me?"

"think."

Her answer came without the slightest hesitation.

The man chuckled: "Wife, I miss you too."

Then he gently kissed her earlobe: "Tonight, your husband will love you dearly, okay?"

Her eyes welled up with tears, and she said with a hint of grievance, "Honey, I thought you didn't like me."

The man laughed again, kissing from her earlobe to her neck: "Silly woman, how could that be?"

She muttered defiantly, "You never touch me..."

The man stopped what he was doing and asked, somewhat surprised, "I...I didn't touch you?"

The woman's nose tingled with emotion: "That's what the doctor said after the examination that day..."

The man raised an eyebrow, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

Ji Lingfeng is indeed extremely abstinent; he hasn't even touched his nominal wife.

His desire burned even more intensely. He swallowed hard, leaned down to the woman, and continued to nibble on her earlobe: "Good girl, tonight I'll make you feel good and be a complete woman."

The man began to undress her.

"Click!"

The doorbell chimed suddenly at the hotel suite.

Then a series of noisy footsteps came from the hall.

Zhou Weitian got out of bed cursing, a nameless rage rising in his head.

"Who the hell dares to come in at this hour! Are they tired of living?!"

He rushed out of the room, and before he could even see what was happening, he was punched hard in the face. He saw stars and stumbled to the ground.

"Who the hell dares to hit me!"

Zhou Weitian roared and struggled to get up.

His nose was almost knocked crooked.

He covered his nose in pain, and a stream of hot red fluid gushed out.

"Kim Dae-woo!"

Zhou Weitian cried out again.

Kim Dae-woo stood behind two burly men, his face extremely grim.

"Jin Dayu, you fucking idiot! How dare you barge into my room! You golden retriever! You husky!"

Zhou Weitian arrogantly shouted wildly outside the corridor.

His golden retriever and husky are his bodyguards.

Jin Dayu rubbed his temples, his face ashen, and said, "Zhou Weitian, save your breath. There's no need to call him. Your two bodyguards are more sensible than you."

Zhou Weitian was stunned for a moment, wiped the blood from his nose, and screamed again when he touched his swollen and painful nose.

"What, does Ji Lingfeng know I slept with his wife?"

He burst into a ferocious laugh: "That nominal wife of his didn't want to sleep with me, so I slept with her for him. Shouldn't he thank me? Hehehe!"

"Zhou Weitian, I can tell you, you've gotten yourself into trouble. This time, even your old man might not be able to protect you!"

Kim Dae-woo interrupted him abruptly.

This young master of the Zhou family has already gotten himself into trouble, and he still doesn't know what's coming to him.

He was glad that he rushed over at lightning speed after seeing the post on his WeChat Moments.

The Ji family's private medical team is also on their way.

The CEO was furious like never before; his icy voice on the phone was enough to freeze his phone. His private jet had already taken off.

Kim Dae-woo secretly broke out in a cold sweat, after all, he had also failed in his duty to some extent.

Zhou Weitian's face twisted in anger as he roared viciously:

"I refuse to believe that if I touch that woman, Ji Lingfeng can do anything to me!"

"Tie him up and gag him!"

The young master of the Zhou family was too arrogant, so Jin Dayu didn't hold back either.

Zhou Weitian roared, "Who dares to touch me!"

However, in less than half a minute, he was already tied up.

Kim Daewoo gave him a look.

A burly man began to take off his shoes.

He quickly and efficiently took off the two smelly socks.

The burly man picked up his two shiny, smelly socks and gave them a disgusted thud.

"I haven't washed for three days," he muttered to himself.

Zhou Weitian's expression changed drastically, and his eyes widened in shock.

A bad premonition came to mind.

"What are you doing! What are you trying to do! Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

He stared in horror and backed away repeatedly.

The burly man, with a lewd look on his face, pressed closer and closer, carrying a smelly sock.

With nowhere to retreat and his body bound hand and foot, poor young master Zhou could only watch helplessly as the burly man stuffed a stinky sock into his mouth.

Zhou Weitian's face instantly turned bright red, veins bulged on his forehead, tears welled up in his eyes, and he made rapid "woo-woo" sounds.

Why the hell do you stuff stinky socks in there?!

He's a germaphobe!

The man got goosebumps all over his body and felt like he wanted to die!

Everyone knows that Young Master Zhou is a germaphobe.

Stinky socks are just an appetizer.

This was a special instruction from the CEO.

Kim Dae-woo watched coldly, and the scene was truly hilarious.

But he knew he couldn't laugh; he absolutely had to remain serious.

"President Ji will arrive tomorrow morning, so you can save what you want to say for tomorrow!"

Jin Dayu patted Zhou Weitian on the shoulder and sighed.

……

Ye Cheng slightly opened her eyelids, and her consciousness gradually returned.

She looked up at the ceiling, recalling that incomplete dream, feeling somewhat lost.

In the hazy light, a tall and slender figure stood before me.

Then, the man bent down, reached out his large hand, and gently stroked her hair. His fingertips touched her cheek, and she trembled slightly.

"woke up."

A deep, powerful male voice drifted into my ears.

Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and her loose pupils slowly focused, finally allowing her to see the man in front of her clearly.

With handsome features, deep eyes, and an aloof and noble air that seemed to come naturally, seeing him brought a sense of inexplicable peace of mind.

"husband."

Ye Cheng subconsciously opened her mouth and called out softly.

Just as she tried to sit up, her dizzy head made her involuntarily fall back down.

"Strange, I feel a little dizzy," she muttered, rubbing her forehead.

"Don't move yet, get some rest."

Ji Lingfeng gently patted her shoulder.

Her voice was still so soothing that it sent shivers down your spine, and it made you feel incredibly at ease.

"When did you come back?"

Ye Cheng murmured as she asked, the man's face showing a hint of fatigue and weariness.

Ji Lingfeng looked at her quietly, his expression somewhat complicated.

“I arrived this morning,” he replied in a deep voice.

It seems the woman is not fully awake yet. She doesn't remember what happened the day before yesterday, and she won't recall the rest of the memory either.

"Oh!" Ye Cheng rubbed her temples and said reproachfully, "Why didn't you tell me you were coming back?"

Ji Lingfeng looked down at the woman and said, "I came back shortly after finishing my business. There's a time difference, so I didn't notify you."

Ye Cheng paused, frowned, and said, "Sigh, I feel like I slept for a very, very long time. I felt like I was in a deep sleep, and I almost couldn't wake up."

The man's dark eyes gazed intently at her, a faint smile playing on his lips.

She has indeed been in a coma for a long time; she has been unconscious for 48 hours, from the night before last until now.

He returned to China yesterday morning.

However, it's good that she's alright.

"You've been asleep for two days and two nights..."