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

Seeing Ji Lingfeng's gaze, Ye Cheng felt inexplicably at ease.

She looked away and said calmly, "Mom, we're going back now. We have to go to work tomorrow."

She had just been holding onto a sliver of hope that her mother and brother would invite them to stay for dinner, just like most families would, to gather around the table, chat and laugh, and enjoy a peaceful and harmonious meal together.

For many people, this might be just an ordinary thing, but for Ye Cheng, it's a luxury.

She could only imagine such a scene in her mind before.

Now she experienced it firsthand with the Ji family grandfather and grandson.

Grandpa Ji was witty and talkative, and although Ji Lingfeng was not good at talking, he would at least listen quietly.

The atmosphere at the dinner table is always so warm and full of happiness.

And in this family, until she moved out, the only "family ties" she could have with them were the greedy living expenses and the free tools they used.

From now on, she really doesn't need to have any expectations for this "family affection" anymore; just let it be as plain as water.

She wants to live her own life to the fullest.

Lai Yulan pretended not to hear her daughter's words, twitched the corners of her mouth, snorted through her nose, and turned to go to the kitchen with a look of disgust.

Ye Sheng couldn't help but ask curiously, "Sister, where do you live now?"

"We rent a place in the East District."

Ye Cheng replied calmly, paused, glanced at Zhao Ruoqing, and then said:

"The house is now vacant. You and your girlfriend can decide on your own wedding arrangements."

During this time, Ye Cheng delayed moving out due to marital problems, and Zhao Ruoqing gave her a lot of attitude, both openly and subtly.

After she finished speaking, she grabbed Ji Lingfeng's arm and gestured for him to leave.

After his sister and brother-in-law left, Ye Sheng followed them out and looked around from a distance for a while before returning.

Lai Yulan pulled Ye Sheng into the inner room and took out her bank card.

“Son, there’s 50,000 yuan in here. Add it to what your mom gave you last time. Go order the car tomorrow.”

Earlier, they had their eye on a Chevrolet worth around 100,000 yuan.

Ye Sheng's girlfriend, Zhao Ruoqing, works at the same company as him, and she has three conditions for marriage.

First, no dowry is acceptable, but her name must be added to the house deed.

Second, you must buy a car before getting married.

Third, the older sister, Ye Cheng, must move out before the wedding.

This is not considered harsh for Ye Sheng, whose circumstances are not particularly favorable.

"Why is it that the more I look for a husband, the worse he gets? I actually married a man who doesn't own a house. He looks respectable, but he doesn't even have a job!"

Ye Sheng took the bank card with disdain and said somewhat dejectedly:

"I think this cheap brother-in-law is not as good as Cheng Yuan. Apart from his looks, he can't be relied on for anything else in the future!"

The path of getting ahead by relying on her brother-in-law is now completely over.

Lai Yulan spat angrily, "That brat clearly likes pretty boys' looks! Sigh! This money-loser is really a waste of her time; she'll suffer for it in the future!"

"Tomorrow, Ruoqing and I will finalize the car details. I'll also help you choose a wedding date later."

Ye Sheng leaned against the door, secretly thinking, "The car isn't urgent."

Lai Yulan was stunned for a moment, then rolled her eyes at Ye Sheng:

"Son, aren't you in a hurry to get married anymore? You were pressuring me like crazy the other day. Pshaw, would Ruoqing even register the marriage with you if I didn't buy her a car?"

Ye Sheng stroked his chin and said:

"When I came back just now, I noticed a BYD parked on the side of the road. It probably cost around 100,000 yuan. It turns out it was driven by my brother-in-law and his family."

Lai Yulan laughed disdainfully:

"They're putting on a show of wealth, even though they can't afford a house worth millions. They'll take out a loan to buy a car worth tens or hundreds of thousands just to save face."

Ye Sheng smiled slyly:

"His BYD must have been less than a month old, it's practically brand new. Mom, why should we spend our own money to buy a car? We can just borrow it from them!"

Lai Yulan looked puzzled:

"It's certainly a good thing not to spend money, but people aren't stupid. Would they be willing to keep borrowing from others?"

Ye Sheng wore a shameless expression:

"As the saying goes, 'Thick skin gets you a lot of food,' so I'll just keep borrowing with a thick skin. Over time, the borrowed money will become my own!"

Then, he proudly waved the bank card in his hand and said:

"Qingqing always complains that our house is old-fashioned. We can use the money saved from this car to renovate the house."

Lai Yulan's eyes darted around, she poked her son, and said with a smile, "I'll scold you!"

"You brat, always scheming and plotting these crooked schemes. If you had put in more effort back in school and gotten into a prestigious university, you'd be working for a big company now. That would have made your mother proud!"

Ye Sheng came out of the living room and saw Zhao Ruoqing sitting on the sofa, absentmindedly scrolling through videos.

He plopped down on the sofa, tilted his head towards his girlfriend, and pouted affectionately:

"Qingqing, my sister finally got married and moved away. Aren't you happy?"

Zhao Ruoqing, with a hint of impatience on her face, pushed Ye Sheng's head away in disgust:

"Go away, get out of here! This sticky stuff is so annoying!"

After seeing Ye Cheng's handsome husband, she felt inexplicably irritated.

Zhao Ruoqing came from the countryside and was a year younger than Ye Sheng.

When I started dating Ye Sheng, one reason was that the Ye family owned a house, and another was that Ye Sheng was fairly good-looking and 1.79 meters tall.

I'd say I have a boyfriend who's about 1.8 meters tall.

But today, compared to Ye Cheng's husband, she was outshone in both height and appearance.

Looking at Ye Sheng now, I just can't stand him.

Ye Sheng thought he could win over his girlfriend, but instead he was met with a cold shoulder. Dissatisfied, he asked:

"Qingqing, what's wrong? Who made you unhappy?"

Zhao Ruoqing scrolled through her phone screen idly and replied indifferently, "My period started!"

Ye Sheng was so startled that he stuck out his tongue.

His girlfriend's temper is particularly bad when she's on her period, so he doesn't dare to mess with her.

Zhao Ruoqing put down her phone and asked sourly:

"By the way, weren't your sister and her boyfriend, who's a third-degree disabled person, about to get their marriage certificate? How come they suddenly broke up and immediately got married to a tall, handsome guy? That's so unexpected!"

Ye Sheng sensed jealousy in his girlfriend's tone, and she even praised other men for being tall and handsome, which made him very unhappy.

"You know my older sister, she's been on countless blind dates, so it's not surprising that she's having a whirlwind marriage with a different man, especially since she's almost an elderly mother!"

"Didn't you just hear it? That pretty boy has no house and no job. He'll probably have to be supported by my sister. What's the point of having a useless man like that? She's just asking for trouble!"

Ye Sheng deliberately emphasized the words "useless man".

He knew in his heart that Zhao Ruoqing liked to compare him with other men.

He was already annoyed that the other man was more attractive than him, and now he was taking the opportunity to put the other man down and show off his own advantages in front of his girlfriend.

So what if he's handsome? He's all show and no substance; he's still a useless man.

Zhao Ruoqing was indeed a little jealous of Ye Cheng just now.

This future sister-in-law, who was so preoccupied with her personal life, actually found a man whose looks and physique were far superior to Ye Sheng's.

It would be so prestigious to take it out!

She felt a mix of emotions: sighing, envy, and jealousy.

Listening to Ye Sheng's words now, I think they make some sense.

Poverty-stricken couples face endless sorrows; even the most handsome man can't put food on the table.

Following a man who doesn't even own a house, she's homeless and her life isn't going to be any better.

Even if her boyfriend is the worst off, he still owns a house, and she can even have her name added to the deed.

Thinking about this made me feel a little better.

Ye Sheng leaned closer to Zhao Ruoqing and said ingratiatingly, "Qingqing, I'm planning to renovate the house. What style do you like?"

Zhao Ruoqing was overjoyed, her eyes lit up, and she quickly asked:

"Great! You have money to renovate the house now?"