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

He has stayed by her bedside for the past two days.

I would handle work during the day, and when I was tired at night, I would sleep next to her.

The woman slept very soundly, barely even turning over.

Fortunately, the doctor's examination showed that there was nothing seriously wrong with her body; however, the effects of the medication vary from person to person, and it would take some time for it to be fully metabolized.

"Oh, two days and two nights?"

Ye Cheng opened her mouth in disbelief.

"How could I...sleep for so long?"

Ji Lingfeng's eyes flashed, and he casually replied, "I found you had a fever when I got back, and you've been sleeping soundly until now."

He paused for a moment, then asked, "Have you been too tired from working and running your stall alone lately?"

"Oh no, what's the date today? Did I skip work? My perfect attendance record, oh my god!"

The woman panicked and struggled to get up.

The sudden standing made her dizzy, and she lost her balance.

Ji Lingfeng reached out and hugged her.

Ye Cheng leaned against him, tilting her head up to meet his gaze.

The man's gaze was tender and gentle, his clear, deep eyes seemed to hold stars, making her heart pound.

"Don't be too nervous, it's the weekend."

Ji Lingfeng chuckled softly, gazing quietly at the woman in his arms.

At that moment, she was still thinking about perfect attendance.

"Oh."

Ye Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, still in a daze.

The man was so close, his clean and pleasant scent lingering around her nose. In a daze, she was reminded of that dream again.

The taste now is completely different from what I dreamed of.

That's true, after all, it was just a dream.

What does it taste like in a dream?

I could almost smell a faint scent of alcohol and tobacco.

Ye Cheng suddenly jolted awake, her consciousness returning somewhat.

Scenes from the private room at the club flashed through my mind like a movie.

She remembered.

She was called to a private room by Zhou Weitian to be served drinks and water. The scoundrel even tried to take advantage of her. She wanted to kick him, but her memory of the rest of her life seemed to have vanished.

Thinking about this, Ye Cheng felt a little flustered.

Ji Lingfeng noticed the woman's uneasy expression.

He asked tentatively, "Is there something you want to tell me?"

Ye Cheng hesitated, torn between whether or not to speak up.

"Did Zhou Weitian contact you?"

Ji Lingfeng asked again.

Ye Cheng's heart skipped a beat; it seemed he already knew.

"Yes, he contacted me about the car repair costs..."

Ji Lingfeng suddenly sighed, interrupting her.

"Why weren't you told about something this big?"

He was actually very angry, but his words remained calm and composed.

Ye Cheng pouted: "Since you're not here, I figured I could handle it myself."

Ji Lingfeng frowned: "Have you forgotten you have a husband? You should discuss things with me first. Besides, I've told you before, the Zhou family owes me a debt of gratitude that no amount of repair fees can repay. Zhou Weitian is just trying to play with you..."

The man paused, realizing he had said too much.

He rubbed his temples. In the end, the woman was humiliated by Zhou Weitian because of him.

Ye Cheng felt somewhat wronged.

In any case, she eventually settled the repair bill issue, but she couldn't figure out why she fell ill after returning home.

She couldn't help but say, "No matter how big the favor, if you don't have a conscience, you can still ignore it. But Ye Sheng did damage the car, and there's a repair bill in black and white. What if he takes us to court? Besides, Zhou Weitian is the kind of rich man who can make the world go round."

Ji Lingfeng moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Zhou Weitian is still tied up in the hotel.

Because Ye Cheng hadn't woken up, he hadn't had the mind to deal with that man.

Let that scumbag suffer the torment.

"Okay, I understand. No matter what happens in the future, remember to tell me first. I'm your husband, and I'll handle things for you."

Ji Lingfeng's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

"Okay, I understand," Ye Cheng replied obediently.

Although the man's tone was somewhat domineering, she still felt pleased.

At that moment, a "gurgling" sound came from the quiet room.

Ye Cheng rubbed her stomach somewhat awkwardly; she hadn't eaten for two days, and her stomach was growling.

"I'm not going to say anything more, let's go eat first."

Ji Lingfeng took her hand and led her outside.

For two days in a row, he instructed the kitchen at the Ji residence to prepare nutritious meals and send them over so that Ye Cheng could eat them when she woke up.

There were four or five insulated food containers on the dining table.

Ji Lingfeng opened them one by one.

Looking at the exquisite and delicious food, Ye Cheng swallowed hard.

"Where did you order this takeout? It all looks delicious. I've noticed that even though you can't cook, you're quite good at ordering takeout."

After she finished speaking, she began to eat heartily without any regard for her image.

I feel so hungry right now I could eat a whole cow.

"I have a friend who's a chef..."

The man looked at the woman in front of him with doting eyes, telling lies with ease.

As he was talking, his phone rang, and he walked to the side to answer it.

"More friends, I really have a lot of all sorts of friends."

Ye Cheng muttered to herself, stealing glances at the handsome man on the balcony.

Soon, Ji Lingfeng hung up the phone and came over.

"I need to go out for a while; there are still some things I haven't taken care of when I get back from my business trip."

Ye Cheng nodded as she wolfed down her food, then glanced at the clock on the wall and muttered to herself, "Okay, I'll go set up my stall later too—"

"No stalls allowed to operate tonight!"

Ji Lingfeng interrupted her abruptly.

The woman paused, then choked.

The expression on the man's face didn't look like he was joking.

Ji Lingfeng raised his chin and said in a commanding tone, "Go back to bed and rest after you finish eating. I'll clean up these things when I get back."

When he left, he still felt uneasy, so he took the tricycle key that was on the shoe cabinet.

Ye Cheng let out a burp and couldn't help but complain.

"This man suddenly became like a nagging housekeeper after he came back from his business trip!"

……

Inside the hotel suite lobby.

Zhou Weitian has been tied up here for two days and two nights.

The once fair-skinned playboy now looked haggard, with a vacant stare and an unshaven beard.

These past two days, aside from eating and drinking, his mouth has been constantly filled with smelly socks.

He couldn't even remember how many times he had gagged from the smell of stinky socks, or how many times he had a mental breakdown. In the end, he became numb.

With a click, the door opened.

Zhou Weitian glanced sideways at the doorway as a group of people walked in.

Upon seeing his father, his eyes lit up as if he had seen a savior.

The situation is still unclear.

"Snapped!"

He got a hard slap on the face from his own father.

Zhou Weitian was stunned by the slap.

Only then did I realize that my father, Zhou Shilong's, face was very dark and ugly.

"You beast, all you do is cause trouble!"

Zhou Shilong's voice trembled with anger.

Zhou Weitian made a loud "woo-woo" sound, then suddenly stopped.

A series of calm and steady footsteps came from behind his father, and as the footsteps drew closer, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

Soon, a cool and indifferent face came into view.

The man looked down at them, his face expressionless, his deep, dark eyes seemingly frozen in ice.