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

A noisy and bustling corner of the city.

A disheveled woman carrying a baby on her back is busy in front of a food cart filled with greasy smoke.

The woman had a sallow complexion, dull eyes, and a haggard face that spoke volumes about the hardships and struggles of life.

"Huh..."

As a spoonful of stinky tofu was added to the pot, a thick plume of foul-smelling smoke rose into the air above the stall.

The baby sleeping behind the woman coughed from the cooking fumes and then started crying loudly.

The woman was busy coaxing the baby on her back while also attending to guests and watching the fire fry tofu. In no time, she was overwhelmed with work.

The baby on my back is still crying. Should I feed him or change his diaper?

The woman was busy and flustered in front of the stall.

A child with a dirty face stumbled over, knelt down, hugged the woman's leg, and started wailing, "Mommy, none of my friends will play with me! They think I smell bad and make fun of me, saying I smell like stinky tofu! Waaah!"

One child cried on his back, another howled on the ground; the heart-wrenching cries of the two children mingled with the bubbling of the oil in the pan, echoing across the stall.

The woman was weak, pitiful, and helpless; her sallow, sorrowful face was twisted into a knot.

……

"Honey, what are you daydreaming about?"

Ji Lingfeng stared at Ye Cheng's absent-minded expression and waved his hand in front of her.

"what?"

Ye Cheng's lips twitched slightly as she snapped out of her reverie and subconsciously rubbed her non-existent pockmarked face.

My heart skipped a beat.

If I were to have a baby now, I probably wouldn't even be able to set up a street stall. I'd lose several hundred yuan a day, which would amount to nearly ten thousand yuan a month.

Besides, she didn't want her baby to inhale so much cooking fumes while in her womb.

If you deal with stinky tofu every day, will you be born with a stinky tofu smell?

No, I need to focus on making money now; I can't have children.

Ye Cheng shook her head with lingering fear, stared straight at the man, raised her eyebrows and said seriously, "Honey, you also need to work hard, don't be lazy!"

"Oh," Ji Lingfeng replied somewhat awkwardly.

His wife's sudden warning made him feel a little guilty.

He was so focused on spending time with his wife today that he almost slacked off.

This situation would have been absolutely impossible in the past.

"By the way, honey, why were you laid off from your previous job?" Ye Cheng asked curiously.

Previously, their relationship was only public knowledge, and she was too embarrassed to ask.

Ji Lingfeng's eyes flickered, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Why? It's because they made their own mistakes and ruined their own lives.

"Before, because... that company underwent a transformation, and it wasn't suitable for my development."

The man's mind raced, and he quickly made up a reason to brush it off.

He paused for a moment, then a sudden inspiration struck him, and he reached out and pulled the woman close.

"Honey, I have some good news to tell you. I helped the company secure a big project during my business trip to Europe, and I got a bonus."

Since my wife likes money and is anxious about it all the time, my top priority now is to find ways to give her money so she can feel at ease.

However, making the donation in a legitimate and discreet manner is much more difficult than pretending to be a poor boy.

"real!"

Ye Cheng's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and she immediately beamed with joy: "Honey, you're amazing! How much is the bonus?"

This money-loving little miser, as expected, couldn't stop smiling when money was mentioned.

Ji Lingfeng pursed his lips and tentatively asked, "How many...do you want?"

If I say too much, she might become suspicious; if I say too little, she won't feel at ease. I need to find the right balance.

Ye Cheng playfully scolded, "How many do I want? What kind of question is that! I'm not your boss, do you think I get to decide?"

Ji Lingfeng cleared his throat, a smile almost overflowing from the depths of his eyes.

Originally, it was really up to you, but I was afraid of scaring you.

Ye Cheng tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Your Huifeng project must be big, right? Is the bonus... 100,000 or 200,000?"

Seeing the woman's delighted expression, Ji Lingfeng chuckled and said, "Isn't it a little too little?"

"Honey, tell me how much it is!"

Ye Cheng blinked her eyes and pressed for an answer, her face full of anticipation.

Ji Lingfeng lowered his head and gently bit her earlobe, whispering in her ear, "Keep it a secret for now, you can check it yourself with the card tomorrow."

"How can you do that? You only said half a sentence and left them hanging."

Ye Cheng, like a coquettish little woman, lightly punched Ji Lingfeng with her fist.

Ji Lingfeng looked down at her with doting eyes, enjoying his wife's joy and coquettishness.

"Aren't you annoying? I hate it when people keep me in suspense!"

Ye Cheng continued to pout and grumble, her eyes meeting the man's burning gaze as she looked up.

My face felt hot.

Ji Lingfeng leaned down, his forehead gently touching her head, stroking her hair: "Wife, shouldn't you reward me tonight?"

Hearing the deep, magnetic voice, Ye Cheng realized what the man wanted to do, and her cheeks flushed red.

Thinking of the scene that had just flashed through her mind, she gently pushed him away again: "Honey, the reward will be made up for tomorrow."

"Why not today?" The domineering CEO asked with childlike emotion, as if asking why he wasn't allowed to have snacks today.

Ye Cheng raised an eyebrow: "That thing—do you have it?"

She was asking about the raincoat.

If you're not planning to have a baby right now, you can't keep hoping for the best.

Ji Lingfeng shook his head honestly.

He had no intention of using that kind of thing; he was going to have a baby sooner or later anyway, and his grandfather kept urging him to.

Moreover, if his wife is pregnant, he can be more composed when revealing his true identity.

Ye Cheng reached out and poked the man's firm chest: "If not, then tomorrow. Safety first."

Ji Lingfeng's lips curled up, a barely perceptible smirk flashing in his eyes, as he teased, "Wife, is it possible that the seed of love has already taken root and sprouted last night?"

The woman blushed deeply and spat out, "Not necessarily!"

"Be good, I'm going to take a shower."

After saying that, she quickly walked towards the bedroom.

Ji Lingfeng strode after him.

"Honey, I need to shower too, let's go together!"

"..."

Ye Cheng's breath hitched, the imagery flashed before her eyes, and her heart pounded wildly.

This man is just pretending to be virtuous.

She used to be cold and aloof, always keeping strangers at arm's length, but now she speaks without any sense of shame.

She stopped at the bathroom door.

She turned to look at the man who had followed behind her.

Under the light, the man's face appeared even more handsome and dashing. His deep, captivating peach blossom eyes were slightly lowered, his gaze alluring, and the corners of his beautiful mouth were slightly upturned, making her heart flutter and her heart race.

This man knew he was good-looking and also knew how to provoke people.

If you keep watching, something bad will happen.

"Honey, I'll scrub your back tonight."

Ji Lingfeng remained calm, as if he were talking about something very ordinary, and stretched out his long legs to step into the bathroom.

"Go! Go! Go!"

Ye Cheng forcefully pushed the man out of the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

"Go wash outside, and sleep over there tonight!"

The man, who was turned away at the door, stood there stunned: "Wife, we just made love, and now we have to sleep in separate rooms?"

"Yes, just bear with it for one day, I'll come back to sleep tomorrow." Ye Cheng patted the door.

"Wife, let me come in and sleep. I can resist, I just won't touch you," the man continued to persuade.

Ye Cheng pursed her lips, suppressing a laugh: "Honey, it's not your fault. I was just afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself. Okay, listen to me, I'm going to take a shower."