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

Ji Lingfeng's lips curled up slightly, a mischievous smile playing on his lips: "That's where it doesn't hurt, you can kiss anywhere?"

Ye Cheng choked: "..."

Look, now this is the real performance of this reserved but passionate man.

His lips were about to cover hers.

She turned her body to the side, her face flushed, and replied irrelevantly, "You wait, I'll bite you to death next time."

Ji Lingfeng smiled, his gaze deep, his large, burning hands guiding hers to slowly roam over his body.

His voice was low and hoarse: "No need to wait for next time, I'll let you get your revenge now."

Ye Cheng's breath hitched slightly, and her cheeks flushed even more.

What to do? I love being flirted with like this.

In her daze, she gently squeezed her fingers and began to caress his abs.

The clear outline and firm yet supple feel are transmitted to the hands through the thin fabric, making it irresistible.

Ji Lingfeng felt a tingling sensation in his heart as he was being touched, his misty eyes filled with a hidden desire. His Adam's apple bobbed as he leaned closer to her.

Ye Cheng's heart began to pound uncontrollably.

"Wife, I've been waiting for you all night..."

A deep, husky, and magnetic voice drifted in once more.

The man's alluring scent lingered in her ears, and his warm, soft lips tickled her earlobes and the hollows of her neck, sending a tingling, electric-like sensation rapidly spreading from her ears to every part of her body.

Her whole body felt weak and she couldn't wait any longer.

Yesterday he was like a starving ghost ready to devour people, but now he's dawdling and delaying his actions; I'm practically bewitched.

Her eyelashes trembled as she closed her eyes.

The restless hand slid down his hot, taut lower abdomen.

The tender atmosphere was building to a crucial moment.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound.

The woman on the bed suddenly kicked Ji Lingfeng off the bed.

"hiss……"

Caught off guard, Ji Lingfeng fell flat on his back to the ground.

A tall, 1.88-meter man fell, creating a pitiful, weak, and helpless scene.

"Wife, are you trying to murder your husband?"

Ye Cheng tugged at her collar, which had been torn halfway open, and cried out in pain, "You! Why did you bite me again! Are you trying to kill me?!"

Ji Lingfeng looked completely bewildered.

"Honey, I..."

Oh no! In the heat of the moment, he kissed her again, his lips landing on hers, and he lost control and started sucking on her soft, smooth lips.

Feeling like crying but having no tears, he quickly got up, sat on the bed, and tried to comfort his wife.

"Honey, I was careless and forgot just now. Let me check."

Ye Cheng, her lips burning, shoved him in the face and accused, "Look, my wound just rested for one night, and you tore it open again—"

"Bang bang bang!"

A sudden, urgent knocking sounded at the door.

Immediately afterwards, Grandpa Ji's powerful, resonant voice, trembling slightly, pierced the sky.

"Chengcheng, are you two alright?"

When Grandpa Ji woke up, he found that Ji Lingfeng was no longer in his bed.

The medicinal soup I drank last night is still effective. Needless to say, my vigorous grandson must have been unable to restrain himself in the middle of the night and went to that room to torment his granddaughter-in-law.

The old man blushed, covered his forehead, and closed his eyes.

Tsk tsk, I can't bear to look.

Grandpa Ji was somewhat worried and paced shakily at the bedroom door.

Hearing a sudden, muffled thud from inside the room, my heart skipped a beat, and I hurriedly pressed my ear against the door to listen.

I didn't hear the whole thing, but I caught every single word of the key phrases: murdering her husband, biting me to death, wound, tearing...

The old man was terrified, imagining a horrific scene.

He gritted his teeth and reached out to knock on the door.

"Chengcheng, you two haven't been fighting, have you?"

"Arguments at the head of the bed are made up at the foot of the bed; talk things out calmly."

The young couple on the bed looked at each other in bewilderment.

fight?!

Ye Cheng looked embarrassed; she had only intended to do some morning exercise.

He forced a smile and replied, "Grandpa, it's okay, we didn't...we didn't fight."

Ji Lingfeng rubbed his lower back and muttered, "There was no fight, he was just kicked off the bed by his granddaughter-in-law."

He was met with Ye Cheng's expression that said, "Try saying that again."

The man, with a strong will to survive, smiled and said, "Honey, actually, I accidentally fell down just now."

I felt so frustrated.

"It's good that there was no fight. It's getting late, let's go out for breakfast."

Grandpa Ji's lips twitched, and he finally felt somewhat relieved.

……

The Ji Building.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was tense and heavy.

The domineering CEO, who hadn't even had meat to eat that morning and had been kicked out of bed by his wife, was in a bit of a temper.

The executives, seeing the president's face as black as the bottom of a pot, didn't dare utter a sound.

"What rubbish! Rewrite it!"

Ji Lingfeng slammed the project plan shut.

With a mix of dashing spirit, willful attitude, and an air of "I'm the CEO, I'm the boss," he flung it away.

The document slid across the table from the chairman's seat, past the first person, the second person, the third person... and finally stopped spinning in front of a fat executive some distance away.

The portly executive blinked his small eyes, stared at the documents delivered to his door, and froze.

Everyone present secretly held their breath for him.

"Throw it in the trash!"

The president let out a deep roar.

The portly executive knew these words were directed at him, and without a word, he picked up the documents, looking dejected, and threw them into the corner trash can.

He swayed his obese body back to his seat.

After sitting down again, he suddenly realized that the situation was still not good.

The president's sharp, icy gaze, like two beams of laser light, fixed intently on him.

The portly executive immediately felt extremely uneasy.

Why is the CEO still keeping an eye on him?

Those sharp eyes seemed to want to stab holes in him.

He had no choice but to shrink back and try to minimize his presence.

The next second, the president coldly asked three questions that were astounding as thunder.

"I don't remember you looking like this when you first joined the company, right?"

"What, you've become complacent and relaxed after joining the Ji family, perfect for retirement?"

"Is the Ji family living too comfortably? They can write plans haphazardly and gain weight at will?"

The executives: "???"

The portly executive: "???"

The atmosphere in the meeting room suddenly became eerily suffocating.

Who exactly offended the CEO today?

The fat executive groaned inwardly, his obese body trembling, cold sweat already seeping from his forehead.

I'm innocent, Mr. Ji!

He's been chubby since he was a child, not just since he joined Ji's company. No one has complained about his weight in the four years he's been with the company, so why is he suddenly so fat that the president doesn't like him?

Besides, he didn't write this project proposal.

Of all times, the document had to stop in front of him.

The overweight executive resigned himself to his bad luck.

He stammered with a pained expression, "That's right, Mr. Ji, I was planning to lose weight."

Silently waiting for the CEO to order him to clean the toilet as punishment.

Ji Lingfeng frowned and sneered, his thin lips parting slightly: "Lower yourself to the standard weight within three months, or pack your bags and leave."

"..."

Dozens of eyes in the conference room froze in unison.

The portly executive's pupils dilated, and he gasped.

Getting an overweight person to lose weight to a healthy weight in three months is way too difficult; he'd rather clean toilets for three months.

The remaining fat men trembled with fear, wishing they could immediately squeeze all their fat into the chairs.

Ji Lingfeng rubbed his brow bone: "Meeting adjourned."

He stood up and strode out of the conference room.