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

Ye Cheng: "..."

A brief moment of confusion flashed across his face.

Realizing what had happened, she was furious and slapped his hand away. "You think you're so great! You want me to make you lose money? Then hurry up and sell it, or I'm afraid you'll lose everything!"

What? You're making fun of her because she's worthless?

That jerk makes fun of her all the time.

Ji Lingfeng was stunned. He was just teasing his wife, and he had upset her again?

He smiled slightly and pinched her puffed-up cheek: "I'm going to keep it anyway."

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me, where am I? How come I seem to have traveled through time after just one night's sleep?"

Ye Cheng pressed for more information.

Suddenly remembering the mention of airplanes, she gaped in surprise: "Have we already returned to Shenzhen?"

Ji Lingfeng raised an eyebrow: "Yeah, so I told you you didn't even know I sold it, right? I slept all afternoon, and it's already past eight o'clock in the evening."

Ye Cheng: "..."

I go!

How does she manage to sleep so soundly?

I actually traveled all the way from Moon Island, 2,000 kilometers away, all the way back to Shenzhen by sleeping. I can't even imagine how embarrassing my sleeping posture must have been!

She couldn't help but complain, "Did you do this on purpose? Did you deliberately leave me unattended without waking me up, drooling in front of everyone?"

Ji Lingfeng: "..."

Is he really that bored?

Teasing his wife is his prerogative, why should he show it to others?

Besides, he had called her twice in the emergency room, and both times she grumbled and complained that he was noisy. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he simply let her be.

The man calmly crossed his arms, his eyes full of amusement: "Don't worry, it's a private jet. I'm the only one who saw you drooling on the plane."

Ye Cheng: "..."

Two beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

What is this? It's a once-in-a-lifetime experience to ride in a private jet, yet I didn't get to experience anything.

Ji Lingfeng looked at her with interest: "Did you just have a dream? What did you dream about that made you so happy?"

Ye Cheng bit her lip sheepishly.

emmmm...it was just a get-rich-quick dream.

She turned her face away and changed the subject: "This...this is your home?"

Ji Lingfeng raised an eyebrow slightly: "Our home."

Ye Cheng shrank her neck and blinked.

This mansion is her home?? It sounds incredible, like she's still dreaming of getting rich.

Oh right, I just stumbled upon a lucky break – my husband is a big CEO.

She looked around, wondering why rich people's bedrooms were so big. Did they like to practice boxing in their bedrooms?

If you have to run to the toilet when you urgently need to pee, isn't that troublesome?

Confused, she threw off the covers, jumped out of bed, and ran barefoot onto the carpet towards the floor-to-ceiling glass door.

There seems to be a huge terrace outside.

"Be careful!" Ji Lingfeng cried out in alarm.

He strode forward, grabbed the woman, wrapped his arms around her waist, lifted her up, and threw her back onto the edge of the bed.

The mattress had just the right amount of elasticity—any more would be too hard, any less would be too soft. Ye Cheng's body bounced lightly on the mattress a couple of times, feeling as if she were sitting on a cloud, it was incredibly comfortable.

What kind of magical mattress is this? No wonder I couldn't wake up properly.

She was extremely curious and couldn't help but press here and there, marveling at it in her heart.

Could this be the legendary custom-made mattress, handcrafted by eight artisans and worth millions?

I wonder what it would be like to be on this kind of bed...

A slightly embarrassing thought flashed through my mind.

Ji Lingfeng, completely unaware of his wife's ulterior motives, frowned and scolded in a low voice, "Can't you walk properly? You're scaring me to death..."

She's about to become a mother, yet she still acts so careless.

The woman, who was lost in thought, paused.

"???"

Is this really necessary?

Is walking barefoot enough to scare people to death?

She blushed and said shyly, "I was just curious and wanted to go out and take a look."

But now I'm more curious about this mattress.

Seeing her flushed cheeks and strange expression, Ji Lingfeng couldn't help but feel nervous.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" He reached out and gently touched her forehead.

"I...I'm fine." Ye Cheng cleared her throat twice and rubbed her burning cheeks.

As he spoke, his stomach rumbled loudly.

Ji Lingfeng chuckled: "Are you hungry?"

Ye Cheng nodded vigorously, as if pounding garlic: "Mmm."

She was really hungry; her chest was pressed against her back, and her stomach was empty.

Even if the sky falls, we'll worry about food first.

Besides the light and nutritious side dishes, Ye Cheng also saw the exorbitantly priced lobster congee on the table for dinner.

It really proves the saying, "Money talks."

The RMB was so delicious it made her eyebrows fall off; she ate two large bowls with tears in her eyes, experiencing both pain and pleasure.

After finishing her meal and filling her stomach, Ye Cheng began to carefully examine the mansion, which exuded grandeur and luxury.

Several servants began tidying up the restaurant in an orderly manner.

Everyone was incredibly curious about this new daughter-in-law of the Ji family.

The young master has never been seen touching a female before, but this time he personally carried the young mistress back, which shows how much he loves her.

Ye Cheng was staring blankly at the magnificent crystal chandelier above her head when the servants rushed over. She shuddered, jumped up, and instinctively started helping to pick up the bowls and chopsticks.

"Oh dear!" Wang Ma exclaimed in surprise, startling Ye Cheng so much that her hand trembled and the chopsticks slipped from her grasp.

"Young mistress, you can't take our jobs away from us. Just let us take over."

fight for a job??

This sounds weird.

Ye Cheng looked down at the bowl in her hand and immediately withdrew her hand.

Wang Ma immediately beamed with joy; the young mistress was quite honest.

Having worked for the Ji family for over twenty years, I've witnessed how the Ji family has always been quiet and deserted, lacking only a female head of the household.

She had been eagerly anticipating the arrival of her young mistress, who turned out to be a very down-to-earth girl, and she liked her from the bottom of her heart.

"Young Madam, what kind of fruit would you like to have after dinner?"

"Young Madam, what would you like for a late-night snack? I'll have the kitchen prepare it now."

"Young mistress, breakfast for tomorrow—"

Wang Ma kept asking Ye Cheng questions.

"No, no, I'm already full, haha."

Ye Cheng burped and waved his hand awkwardly.

"Aunt Wang, my surname is Ye, you can just call me Xiao Ye."

I really can't stand the way they call me "Grandma" all the time; it sounds creepy.

Wang Ma: ...

Call her Xiao Ye? How could she possibly say that?

"Young Madam, that won't do. Rules are rules."

"Young Madam, call me if you want anything to eat later if you get hungry."

Wang Ma smiled, her eyes crinkling, and she still pronounced those three words fluently.

Back in her bedroom upstairs, Ye Cheng paced around, asking, "Where's my luggage?"

Ji Lingfeng: "?"

The woman pouted and said, "I don't think I can handle this kind of grandma life. I think I'll just go back to Jingtai Garden. Is your suitcase downstairs?"

As she spoke, she took a step to go downstairs.

Ji Lingfeng leaned against the doorway, his long arm outstretched to block her.

"Where are you going? You're just going to eat your fill and then leave?"

A woman who is both gluttonous and heartless.