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

Ye Cheng scratched his head and said listlessly, "You're telling me all this because you want to take your Ling Feng back?"

She skips over any plot points in TV dramas where several miserable women are vying for the male lead, which is a headache to watch.

Life is too short to bother with a man.

"You don't need to fight for it, I'll just back out." She blurted out these words out of the blue.

It's not difficult to end a two-month marriage now.

Well, she was indeed a little reluctant to part with that man, but as the saying goes, a short pain is worse than a long one.

"..."

Zhou Meng'er looked surprised.

She just wanted to annoy her and provoke her.

This ignorant and fearless foolish woman gave up on the man she couldn't have with just one sentence?

If she knew how many wealthy heiresses were lining up to marry her, would she still make such bold statements?

Zhou Meng'er looked at the silly woman with a complicated expression. After a long while, she bit her cherry lips and said softly:

"Auntie, I don't mean to break you up. I'll be leaving Shenzhen for a foreign country soon."

Ye Cheng was stunned for a moment: "You don't want your first love anymore?"

"So what if it was my first love? I knew it wouldn't work out. Grandpa Ji got his wish and is waiting to hold his great-grandson. Besides, aren't you two doing quite well now? I'll just keep this first love in my heart. Time will heal all wounds..."

Zhou Meng'er's tone was sarcastic, her eyes were red, and she looked completely harmless.

Ye Cheng frowned, as if she were quite pitiful.

"Don't let Ling Feng know that I met with you. I don't want to put him in a difficult position."

Zhou Meng'er's voice grew softer and softer, her face turning somber.

Ye Cheng's lips twitched slightly, and she felt a sense of emptiness in her heart.

She thought that God had finally taken pity on her and sent her a good marriage, after her chaotic and messy love life. She had just tasted the sweetness of love in a daze, but in one night she was back to square one.

He married her in a flash to fulfill his filial duty and to carry on the family line, but he's also a fickle and heartless man.

No man is ever truly dutiful.

"Big pig hooves!"

Ye Cheng gritted her teeth and couldn't help but curse.

Zhou Meng'er's clear black and white eyes flickered, and she smiled contentedly.

She only felt happy and relieved when the woman in front of her was angry and frustrated.

The air was silently still.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

A series of eerie sounds suddenly rang out from the pool.

Zhou Meng'er: "???"

His eyes dimmed, and he raised an eyebrow, glaring at her with a look of disgust.

Ye Cheng, who was staring blankly in the pool, looked down and touched her stomach.

He explained casually, "Don't misunderstand, it's just my stomach growling."

I was rushing to do some research today, so I just grabbed a quick bite for lunch. And now my stomach is already protesting.

He paused for a moment, then asked with an awkward yet polite smile, "Is the food here all free?"

ten minutes later.

The two sat down in the VIP restaurant, where the table was laden with various delicacies prepared by Michelin-starred chefs.

Ye Cheng changed into a dry bathrobe, casually tied her hair into a bun at the back of her head, and her eyes lit up as she looked at the table full of delicious food.

Zhou Meng'er crossed her arms and scoffed.

"Wasn't someone in a hurry to leave just now? Why are they eating again now?"

Ye Cheng grinned, looking completely unfazed: "Since it's free, we can't waste it. Even if the sky falls, we still have to eat."

Who would turn down delicious food?

Zhou Meng'er turned her head and hummed.

She had never seen a woman with such thick skin before.

The shameless woman ate with great relish, even enthusiastically helping the waiter arrange the soup and snacks. Her happy smile almost overflowed the screen, as if the unpleasant incident just now had nothing to do with her.

Zhou Meng'er was completely dumbfounded.

He smirked, clearly speechless.

Seeing Zhou Meng'er picking at the steak on her plate with her fork, looking like she had no appetite, Ye Cheng stopped and couldn't help but complain, "Why aren't you eating? There's so much food on the table, I'm too embarrassed to even take a bite."

Zhou Meng'er said with a hint of disdain, "Auntie, you seem to have just eaten a plate of Italian lasagna and a plate of baked lobster with cheese. What's there to be embarrassed about?"

Does Ji Lingfeng like this kind of carefree woman?

To have such a mindset when facing a love rival.

Ye Cheng chuckled awkwardly and changed the subject: "No wonder you're thin, thin people don't eat much."

Zhou Meng'er rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "Auntie, look carefully, okay? The person sitting across from you is your love rival. How can you still have the appetite to eat and drink at a time like this?"

She's there to annoy her, not to watch her enjoy herself.

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "What, do you want me to grab your hair and fight you?"

"Look at you, you're like a little chicken. Do you think you can beat me in a fight? If you're not feeling well, you should eat properly."

Zhou Meng'er felt like she had punched a cotton ball, her face contorted in shock: "You..."

Ye Cheng ignored her and picked up a soup spoon, scooped a spoonful of milky white soup from the stew pot, put it in her mouth and took a small bite. She looked surprised and said, "Wow, what is this? It's so delicious."

Zhou Meng'er rolled her eyes.

"Auntie, this is fish maw, bird's nest, and milk soup. Of course it's delicious."

"Oh my, this is good stuff, delicious and good for your complexion." Ye Cheng praised with a smile, holding the stew pot and enjoying her meal.

Zhou Meng'er slammed down her fork, extremely annoyed.

The woman across from me was eating and drinking with a great expression; she was about to develop breast hyperplasia.

Ye Cheng pushed another stew pot on the table toward Zhou Meng'er, grinning:

"Don't get angry, eat more. Getting angry with me for no reason will only hurt your own body."

Zhou Meng'er glared at him: "Auntie, it's none of your business how I treat my body!"

Ye Cheng frowned as she listened to the repeated use of the word "auntie."

"Could you please stop calling me 'auntie'? I'm your brother Ling Feng's wife. Call me sister-in-law."

"sister in law?"

Zhou Meng'er blinked, looking incredulous, as if there was something wrong with her ears.

"Yes, is there a problem? Even your brother calls me sister-in-law. Oh, what are you standing there for? Eat up, it's getting cold."

"..."

Zhou Meng'er's eyelids twitched, and her mind was in complete turmoil.

Suddenly I'm a little confused about their relationship.

If we keep getting entangled with her, the two of us might just become more and more intimate.

After finishing her meal, Ye Cheng let out a satisfied burp and sipped her hot flower tea.

A few minutes ago, Ji Lingfeng sent a message on my phone.

Let me know when you're done eating. I'll still be at the office and pick you up on my way.

She called him after get off work to say she was having dinner with Hua Zhixin that evening.

She stared blankly at the text message, then closed the chat window, not wanting to reply.

Normally, she would be happy, but she can't be happy now.

You big jerk, you liar!

Hua Zhixin also sent several messages, all inquiring about her situation.

Ye Cheng replied briefly.

It's a mix of complex and simple; I'll tell you more later.

Zhou Meng'er looked bittersweet as she secretly observed Ye Cheng's expression.

Finally, unable to resist, she tentatively asked, "What, did Brother Ling Feng come looking for you? Are you going back?"

Ye Cheng rubbed her sore neck and smiled, "There must still be many projects left to do. Since you're here, I want to finish them before you leave. I can't let your money go to waste."