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

Zhou Qin put down her phone, looking dejected, her previous arrogant demeanor vanishing instantly.

"Young lady, it turns out I made a mistake. I'm so sorry, so sorry!"

Zhou Qin nodded and bowed repeatedly in apology.

Ye Cheng smiled politely: "It's alright, it's good that the misunderstanding has been cleared up."

The change of expression was faster than turning the pages of a book; it seems the misunderstanding has been cleared up.

I was worried that the landlady's mother would make a scene, but I didn't expect Ji Lingfeng to be so efficient and resolve the issue in just a few minutes.

This man, though seemingly composed, was actually quite proud and insisted on putting on a show of wealth.

Fortunately, Grandpa Ji wasn't there today; otherwise, the old man would definitely be devastated to know the truth.

Zhou Qin was still shaken, worried that her rude words might affect her son's job and future. She lowered her head and looked miserable.

"Young lady, I'm a bit senile. Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me."

Ye Cheng was taken aback for a moment and said, "Auntie, don't worry, I certainly won't hold this against you."

It seems that Ji Lingfeng and his friend have a very good relationship. After the aunt cleared up the misunderstanding, her attitude immediately changed completely.

But this attitude was unusually kind, which was really puzzling.

"That's fine, that's fine!"

Zhou Qin's face trembled, and after thinking for a moment, she said ingratiatingly:

"Young lady, is this place alright? Is there anything you need? If you need anything, Auntie will buy it for you right away."

This is a relative of my son's benefactor; not only can we not afford to offend them, but we must also treat them well.

Would such a wealthy family lack housing? Why would they arrange for their relatives to stay with their son?

Zhou Qin couldn't understand it, and of course she didn't dare to ask any more questions. If she caused trouble for her son, she might lose her golden job.

My son has only worked for the president of the Ji Group for five years, and the president rewarded him with a house worth several million. Where else can you find such a golden job if you lose it!

Ye Cheng waved her hands repeatedly: "You're welcome, Auntie, it's very nice to stay here."

"Hehehe, that's good. Then I won't bother you any longer. Just ask my son if you need anything in the future."

After Zhou Qin finished speaking, she didn't dare to linger any longer. She grabbed her companion and slipped away as fast as she could.

……

At noon, Grandpa Ji and Ji Lingfeng returned home.

Ye Cheng had just finished preparing lunch and greeted the two of them with a smile.

At the dinner table, Ye Cheng acted as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing with her grandfather as usual.

Seeing the woman's beaming smile, Ji Lingfeng couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

He easily tricked his grandfather into giving him the family heirloom worth 800 million, and of course he was all smiles!

After the meal, Grandpa Ji exchanged a glance with Ji Lingfeng and went back to his guest room for a nap.

Ye Cheng finished tidying up the kitchen and came to the master bedroom, where she saw Ji Lingfeng standing there, seemingly lost in thought.

She carefully closed the door and asked, "Ji Lingfeng, how much is the rent here each month?"

"Ok?"

Ji Lingfeng raised an eyebrow, startled.

Unexpectedly, the first thing the woman asked was about the rent.

Surprisingly, she wasn't angry or annoyed about his lack of a house, and didn't even question him.

He was a little confused as to whether this woman was a kind person or just cunning.

After a pause, Ji Lingfeng casually replied, "Friendship price, very cheap."

"Really? How much is it?"

Ye Cheng pressed for an answer.

Since the man said he was laid off from his company and would be unemployed next month, she would naturally have to bear the rent and expenses for the family until he found a new job.

A three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment like Jingtai Garden must be very expensive to rent, and her salary might not be enough to cover it.

She needs to be clear about the household expenses and make a budget and arrangements.

Ji Lingfeng didn't want to worry about such a trivial matter, so he casually replied, "Five thousand."

Since Kim Dae-woo said that the normal rent here is 10,000, it should be reasonable for him to offer a half-price discount.

"Five thousand!"

Ye Cheng opened her mouth slightly and let out a soft exclamation.

Sure enough, the rent alone took up half of her salary, and that was a "friendship price".

There's still 20,000 yuan in the card, enough for at most four months, but this money was originally intended to be used to pay my mother's dowry.

This is tricky.

Ji Lingfeng's gaze fell on Ye Cheng's face, noticing her furrowed brows and troubled expression.

It seems that the price I casually quoted for friendship was too high.

Fine, he didn't want to make things difficult for her regarding the rent.

Ji Lingfeng cleared his throat and said, "It's not five thousand a month, it's five thousand for six months' rent."

"what!"

Ye Cheng's mouth gaped even wider than before as she exclaimed in surprise, "Five thousand for half a year? How... how is that possible?"

Ji Lingfeng pursed his thin lips, remaining expressionless.

It's really impossible.

"Such a nice house for only 800 a month on average, this friend's price is outrageous!"

Ye Cheng exclaimed, finding it unbelievable.

Even a three-bedroom apartment in a well-located urban village now costs three to five thousand yuan in rent.

Renting for six months for five thousand is practically the same as living there for free.

What an amazing friend!

Ye Cheng grinned and said, "It's a good thing you have a good friend. I thought this kind of house would cost at least 18,000 to 10,000 yuan to rent. If I relied on my salary, I couldn't afford it. We would have to move to an urban village."

Seeing Ye Cheng's delighted expression, as if she had gotten a great deal, Ji Lingfeng sneered disdainfully.

Ye Cheng picked up her phone and skillfully swiped a few times on the screen.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Lingfeng heard his phone vibrate. He picked it up and saw that the woman had transferred five thousand yuan to him.

He frowned, and with a questioning look in his eyes, raised his phone to the woman.

What does it mean?

"Take it to pay the rent."

Ye Cheng said magnanimously.

Ji Lingfeng's eyelids twitched a few times, and his expression turned somewhat displeased.

"No need, I've already paid six months' rent."

He has already transferred 300,000 to Kim Dae-woo.

The 5,000 yuan that the woman transferred to him on WeChat felt inexplicably irritating.

With his vast wealth, when would he ever need a woman to transfer money to him?

That's an insult to him.

Ye Cheng tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Oh, then let's use it as rent for the second half of the year."

Ji Lingfeng's eyes were deep and his face was even colder than ice.

The second half of the year?

He never imagined he'd be living here for the rest of the year!

When they got their marriage certificate, she only agreed to let her grandfather try dating for six months.

Six months later, they went their separate ways, returned to their own lives, and did not interfere with each other.

Ye Cheng thought Ji Lingfeng was embarrassed to accept the gift, and said with a smile:

“Mr. Ji, you don’t need to be so polite with me. Just accept it. I’ll consider it as me covering half the rent. You have such a wealthy and righteous friend. I’m actually getting a good deal.”

Ji Lingfeng's gaze fell on Ye Cheng, and after hesitating for a long time, he said:

"Ye Cheng, I lied to you about not owning a house, aren't you angry?"

"angry?"

Ye Cheng chuckled to herself:

"To be honest, it's certainly a good thing that you own a house, so you don't have to worry about being kicked out by the landlord one day because you can't pay the rent. But didn't we agree on the day we got our marriage certificate that your house has nothing to do with me? So whether you own a house or not is none of my business, so why should I be angry?"

Ji Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, speechless.

The woman is right; that seems to make sense.

After a moment's hesitation, he raised an eyebrow, glanced at her sideways, and asked in a deep voice:

"You don't mind marrying someone like me who has nothing?"

Ye Cheng shrugged dismissively:

"To be honest, I'm also someone who has nothing. What can I care about? We've already gotten the marriage certificate. Neither of us has gained an advantage or suffered a loss."

She paused, then changed the subject, saying tactfully:

"By the way, you're worried that Grandpa will mind, right? I understand your mindset and actions. Don't worry, I'll help you keep it from him."

Grandpa Ji, like all parents, certainly hopes that his grandson will have a house, a car, and a successful future.

Every time he praises his eldest grandson, he talks on and on, his pride overflowing.

Ji Lingfeng wanted to put on a brave face in front of her grandfather, so of course she wouldn't expose him and disappoint the old man.