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

Four years later.

The Ji Family Villa.

Aunt Wang carried the takeout bag and furtively circled around before finally delivering the takeout to the back garden.

Ye Cheng had been waiting impatiently for a long time, pacing around the garden eighteen times.

"Oh dear, Aunt Wang, why are you so slow?"

"My takeout probably won't taste good after waiting this long."

Finally, Wang Ma arrived, and the gluttonous woman was so impatient she was jumping up and down.

"Come on, come on."

Wang Ma jogged over, placed the takeout bag on the wooden table, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and let out a long sigh with a bitter expression.

"Young mistress, could you please stop asking me to do this kind of work in the future? I'm always on edge every time."

"Don't worry, if you don't tell and I don't tell either, no one will know."

Ye Cheng couldn't wait and took out her takeout items one by one from the bag.

River snail rice noodles, stinky tofu, and cold pot skewers.

The air was filled with various smells, some fragrant and some foul.

The foodie couldn't help but take a deep breath, and immediately felt refreshed.

Ji Lingfeng is away on a business trip abroad and has been away from Shenzhen for more than two months. Grandpa Ji spends every day looking after his two great-grandchildren. Today, he made a rare appointment to go fishing with his friends, so only a fool wouldn't take this opportunity to order takeout.

"Wang Ma, you go ahead and do your work. I'll clean up after I finish eating."

Ye Cheng was overjoyed, rubbed her hands together, and prepared to have a big meal.

"Oh."

Wang Ma responded verbally, turning back to look at herself every few steps.

A pair of bright eyes were staring at her from the flowerbed, and a little hand made a shushing gesture to her mouth.

She glanced at the young mistress who was happily eating, then hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Young mistress, I'll get back to work now."

"Okay, you're busy, you don't need to cook for me tonight."

Ye Cheng didn't even bother to lift her head.

Wang Ma had only taken two steps when Ye Cheng called her back.

With a mouthful of powder, she mumbled, "By the way, Aunt Wang, could you keep an eye on Ai Cheng and make sure she doesn't come to the back garden?"

"……Oh."

Wang Ma twitched the corner of her mouth and quickened her pace.

The little one is right in front of you, hiding right behind you.

She knew the mother and daughter would definitely fight over the food later, so she'd better slip away quickly.

No sooner had Wang Ma left than a little girl with two pigtails and wearing a floral dress calmly emerged from the flowerbed where she had been hiding.

"Dong dong dong."

Ji Aicheng stretched out her chubby little hand and tapped it three times on the wooden table.

The woman, who was engrossed in slurping her noodles, was startled.

"You want to scare your mother to death!"

Ye Cheng gasped for breath, half a piece of powder still dangling from the corner of her mouth.

"Tofu, snail rice noodles, skewers, I've caught you red-handed."

Ji Aicheng blinked her beautiful long eyelashes and big eyes, and spoke in a childish voice, mimicking the tone of an adult.

Ye Chengmei swallowed the mouthful of noodles and retorted, "What are you accusing me of? I'm eating it openly and honestly."

"Mommy, this isn't the first time you've hidden here to sneak food."

Ji Aicheng twisted her body and climbed onto the wooden stool, proudly crossing her legs and swinging her little feet: "Everyone gets a share!"

Ye Cheng reluctantly put down her chopsticks.

"Children who eat these things will have trouble pooping."

Ji Aicheng puffed out her cheeks and retorted, "Come on, Mom, you're lying to the child again. You just want to eat all by yourself."

Ye Cheng rolled her eyes: "You little glutton, why do you always follow my example, but you also have a taste for this?"

"Because I was born from my mom, who can I blame?"

The quick-witted Ji Aicheng tilted her head and rolled her eyes.

Her rosy cheeks were adorned with delicate features, making her look just like an adorable doll.

Ye Cheng ground her back teeth: "What about your brother? He doesn't eat this stuff."

Ji Aicheng spread her little hands: "Because he looks like his dad. Now it's just me competing with you for him. You should be grateful, Mommy."

Ye Cheng: "..."

Who does this unruly little brat take after?

"Eat up, eat up, I'm scared of you."

What else can I do if I don't accept my fate? It's my own child.

"Watch your mouth after you eat, and don't tell Ji Aiye. If your great-grandfather finds out, he'll nag you for three days and three nights."

"make a deal."

Ji Aicheng grinned, revealing two dimples at the corners of her lips, just like her mother's.

"Mommy, this is really delicious!"

"Needless to say, Mom wouldn't order it if it wasn't delicious."

"Mommy, can I slurp a mouthful of your noodles?"

"Shut up, shut up, can I say no?"

"Mommy, I also want to try some stinky tofu."

"Just eat one piece; this is addictive if you eat too much."

The mother and daughter ate happily, each taking a bite.

……

"Would you like me to wipe the drool from your mouths?"

A deep, magnetic voice drifted over from afar.

"It's troublesome, let's finish eating and then sort it all together."

Ye Cheng casually agreed, her head still buried in the bowl, taking a big slurp of snail rice noodle soup, and then stuffing stinky tofu into her mouth.

!!!

Oh dear, something's not right! Where did that sound come from?

The two, one big and one small, looked at each other.

Both of them froze at the same time.

With half a piece of stinky tofu in her mouth, Ji Aicheng subconsciously called out, "Daddy."

Ye Cheng slowly raised her head.

A tall, upright, and extremely familiar figure immediately came into view.

Ji Lingfeng, dressed in white shirt and black pants, looked at her with a slightly tired expression on his handsome face.

Ji Aiye suddenly emerged from behind his long legs.

The little guy has delicate features, is handsome, and has an air of nobility. He looks just like a mini version of Ji Lingfeng.

"It has nothing to do with me, Dad guessed it himself."

Ji Aiye shrugged like a little adult.

"Honey, you...how come you're back so soon?"

After being stunned for a moment, Ye Cheng gave a guilty and awkward smile.

"Fast? You think I came back too quickly?"

Ji Lingfeng's handsome face tightened, and his brows and eyes darkened.

He had originally planned to be on a business trip abroad for three months, but because he was worried about his family, he worked every day as fast as he could and finally finished his business half a month ahead of schedule. He then returned to China anxiously.

This woman cheated on him, and she showed no surprise at seeing him, while he was away thinking about her every day.

"Hehe, how could that be? I just didn't expect it."

Ye Cheng shrank back, glancing at the mess on the wooden table.

"Heh, why didn't you tell me you were coming back early?"

Ji Aiye chimed in from the side, "Need I say more? Dad must be trying to give you a surprise."

Ye Cheng twitched the corner of her mouth; she was more like shocked.

I rarely order takeout, and now he's going to nag me for the next three months.

Ji Lingfeng strode closer to her, glanced down at the sauce on the corner of her mouth, frowned, and bent down to pull a tissue from the table.

“Daddy, it’s me.”

Ji Aicheng pouted her little mouth coquettishly, indicating that she wanted to wipe her mouth too.

Ji Lingfeng curled his lips into a smile: "Get in line."

Ji Aicheng pouted even more, dissatisfied: "Mommy always comes first."

Ignoring his daughter's protests, Ji Lingfeng pulled his wife into his arms with one hand and wiped the sauce from the corner of her mouth.

My wife, who always has a sweet tooth and a troublesome appetite, is leading the way in eating junk food again.

Why does your face look a little disappointed? Don't you miss your husband?

His jaw tightened, and the hand around her waist unconsciously tightened.

Is there something wrong with your facial expression?

Ye Cheng wiped her face haphazardly and nodded hastily like she was pounding garlic.

"I think about it every day."

The man's gaze fell on the leftover food scraps on the table, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "I think you'd rather have stinky tofu, snail rice noodles, and cold pot skewers."

Ye Cheng: ...

She always speaks the truth in front of the children; doesn't she have any shame?

He paused for a second, then forced an awkward yet sincere smile: "I really do."

Seeing her younger sister pouting and obediently standing behind her mother, Ji Aiye walked over, slowly pulled out a tissue and handed it to her, saying in her ear, "I think it's better to wipe it yourself. Think about our names."

"Ji loves leaves, Ji loves oranges."

Ji Aicheng tilted her head and mumbled their names.

"...Got it?" Ji Aiye raised an eyebrow.

"Dad loves our mom the most."

"So we can only rank second."

"What are those two kids whispering about?"

Ji Lingfeng bent down, put his arms around both of them, and picked them up.

Ji Aicheng pouted and obediently kissed Ji Lingfeng on the cheek, "Daddy, can you change my name?"

Ji Lingfeng gave her a light peck on the cheek and asked, "Why? Don't you like your name?"

"I don't like it, I love Mommy the most."

"Isn't it good to love Mom? You wouldn't exist without Mom."

His wife suggested the names for the two children, and he had no objections whatsoever.

"Let's go, wash your hands and eat." Ji Lingfeng carried the two little ones towards the hall, his face beaming with a motherly smile.

Before leaving, the woman behind quickly and secretly stuffed the last piece of stinky tofu into her mouth.

As night fell, the entire villa was bathed in the soft moonlight, appearing peaceful and warm.

The two little ones lingered on their parents' big bed, clamoring for a bedtime story.

Ji Aiye wanted to listen to "Freakonomics," while Ji Aicheng held a picture book and wanted to listen to "The Three Little Pigs."

"Boring, childish."

Ji Aiye gave a cool, smirk.

"But we are only four years old, we are still children."

Ji Aicheng, not to be outdone, childishly made a face at her brother.

The two little mouths argued endlessly.

Once Ji Lingfeng had finally taken care of the two little devils, Ye Cheng lay down on the bed and fell fast asleep.

After returning the two sleeping children to their respective rooms, he went back to the master bedroom.

Perhaps feeling a sudden increase in space on the bed, Ye Cheng instinctively rolled to the middle of the bed and settled into a comfortable "spread-eagle" position.

Looking at the woman on the bed who had changed her sleeping position, Ji Lingfeng unconsciously pursed his lips.

My wife is as lovely as ever.

There was actually another reason why I rushed back.

Tomorrow is his 30th birthday, and he wants to spend it with his family, but his wife is always carefree and will definitely forget.

Ji Lingfeng gently leaned down and whispered, "Wife."

The woman responded with a snoring sound.

He helplessly reached out and gently pinched her nose. Ye Cheng rubbed her nose, hummed twice, and continued to sleep.

Having been away on a business trip abroad for over two months, with the person I'd been missing so much right under my nose, how could I possibly let her go?

He leaned down and pressed his lips to her earlobe and the back of her neck, gently kissing and caressing them.

That was her most sensitive spot.

Sure enough, not long after, Ye Cheng groaned and woke up.

"Husband..." Her eyes were glazed over as she reached out and hooked her arms around his neck, her breathing becoming erratic.

……

After some time, the cell phone on the bedside table rang.

The dark sky hung low.

"Followed by bright stars"

"The insects fly, the insects fly."

Who are you thinking of?

The sweet, innocent voices of children echoed in the bedroom. It was the two little ones singing "The Little Insects Fly," which Ye Cheng recorded and used as her phone ringtone.

For three consecutive years, she had forgotten her husband's birthday. This time, in order to remind herself, she specially set an alarm in advance, planning to send her husband, who was away from home, birthday wishes as soon as possible in the early morning of his birthday.

"Happy birthday, honey. I love you."

Ye Cheng tilted her head back and planted a kiss on the man's lips.

Ji Lingfeng lowered his eyes and returned her kiss, his voice deep and gentle: "Wife, I love you too."

Being able to remember his birthday is indeed a significant improvement.

Ye Cheng pouted and said coquettishly, "Could I meet you sooner in the next life? Could you like me sooner? You've kept me single for 29 years!"

Ji Lingfeng gazed at her tenderly, a doting smile playing on his lips:

"You're waiting for me, and I'm looking for you. It's good that we haven't missed each other."

He suddenly reached out and pulled the woman tightly into his arms, whispering in her ear:

"Honey, we agreed to have three, we're still one short."

Ye Cheng's cheeks flushed slightly.

"Two little devils are already enough to handle."

His tone was a mixture of disdain and affection.

"Although, don't you think our two babies are just as cute as you?"

His voice was both soothing and husky, and his large hands roamed restlessly over her body.

The woman breathed softly, her whole body limp and powerless from his kneading.

He could no longer utter a single word.

He chuckled and gently bit her earlobe: "Wife, you have to keep your word."

……

Outside, the night grew darker, and the moon had shyly hidden behind the clouds.

(End of the article)

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