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

The next second, Ji Lingfeng had already picked up both books with lightning speed.

The search was rather messy.

Who bought this book?

Ji Lingfeng blurted out, holding the book in his hand, but with a look of being caught red-handed on his face.

Ye Cheng leaned closer and teased, "Yeah, this is the kind of book that a newlywed newbie would buy."

After she finished speaking, she realized that she seemed to be talking about themselves.

An older single woman, a gay man, and a newlywed couple brought together by their grandfather.

The fact that they have such a book at home is pointless for them to even bother explaining it.

Newlywed newbie?

Ji Lingfeng blushed from his ears all the way down to his neck, and the veins on his forehead throbbed wildly.

The woman was practically making a sarcastic remark about him by name.

With a composed and handsome face, he turned around and shoved the two books back heavily onto the bookshelf.

"It must have been that kid Jin Dayu who bought it. He's not even close to getting a girlfriend yet, and he's already bought this kind of book."

As Ji Lingfeng said this, Jin Dayu sneezed three times in a row on the way back.

He complained to Xiao Zhang, who was driving:

"President Ji is definitely talking about me again!"

Ye Cheng twitched the corner of her mouth.

girlfriend?

It feels a bit like they're trying to hide something obvious.

The toys weren't found, but these two books were an unexpected discovery.

What she couldn't understand was whether gay friends needed to read this kind of book.

She recalled how the two grown men, upon meeting, couldn't wait to put their arms around each other's shoulders and become all lovey-dovey.

Yes, doesn't that vibe just like a newlywed couple?

It's surprising that Ji Lingfeng, such a cool and aloof man, is like a docile and obedient little lamb in front of his best friend.

You don't even need to guess to know he's a bottom.

Ye Cheng looked at Ji Lingfeng with a pained expression, overwhelmed with emotion.

No wonder there are so many single women over 30 these days; all the handsome men have already been taken.

Back in her bedroom, Ye Cheng felt empty inside, both mentally and emotionally.

Bored, she picked up her phone and texted Hua Zhixin to ease her depressed mood.

[My dear friend, it seems your so-called side shoot theory isn't rigorous enough.]

Hua Zhixin, who was lying in bed watching a drama, was vehemently criticizing the second male lead for being lewd when she saw this pop-up message and immediately became interested.

She flipped herself up with a somersault, opened WeChat, and started typing in the chat box.

[Verification complete and feedback received! Haha, you're really fast! The charm of a handsome guy is indeed irresistible!]

[Please elaborate on the details of "color.jpg"]

Hua Zhixin looked on with anticipation.

Ye Cheng rolled her eyes:

【Miss Hua, it's not what you think. [disdain.jpg]

"So you pulled down his pants to see?"

[What? I accidentally fell and just happened to grab [cold sweat.jpg]]

[Such an amazing move! Orange, you always manage to surprise us when you finally speak!]

[Seriously?! Your side shoot theory doesn't exist at all; it's developing perfectly well!]

And then what?

[And then? If there were an "and then," do you think I'd have time to text you right now?]

Hua Zhixin, still not satisfied, continued to ask:

[The side shoots aren't reacting at all?]

Ye Cheng paused to reflect on the moment.

It has a bouncy texture, excellent development, and is growing well...

Correct!

She quickly typed four words into the input box: 【A promising upward trend】

Hua Zhixin slapped her thigh: 【Amazing!】

[Orange, such a fine and promising young cabbage, when else would you not take it?]

Miss Hua, you're overthinking it. I haven't finished yet!

Our previous guess was correct; this cabbage had already been taken by the man.

Ye Cheng then described again the scene of seeing two men behaving ambiguously and getting into a car together that day.

What a pity, what a real pity!

Hua Zhixin sent three crying emojis in a row.

Undeterred, he added another sentence:

But what if they're just really close friends?

Ye Cheng replied: [That man immediately nuzzled his lips when they met; a good buddy is probably just a close male friend.]

I'm going to wash up and go to bed.

Hua Zhixin then sent the next sentence:

[Wait a minute, Orange, whether it's bent or straight, strike while the iron is hot. I'm giving you a task tonight: straighten it out, even if it's bent.]

Ye Cheng immediately rolled her eyes three times in a row:

You think this is like picking corn?

Hua Zhixin continued her persuasion:

【Sister Orange, anything is possible! Think about it, we just got really strong, and the growth is quite promising. Who knows, if we keep working hard, we might be able to make a profit!】

Listen to me, what's there to be afraid of with your own husband! Just do what I told you last time. Whether or not you can improve your meals in the future depends on this.

【Miss Hua, I may have the desire and the guts, but I don't have the means! I don't have the sexy pajamas you're talking about, nor the irresistible perfume you're suggesting. Are you expecting me to wear a chubby woman's nightgown and spray on some floral water to seduce him?】

After sending the message, Ye Cheng imagined the scene and couldn't help but laugh.

Hua Zhixin, like a strategist, used her brain to come up with ideas and plans.

Soon, another message came in.

[Here's a quick fix: every man has a white shirt, right? While he's showering, sneak into his room and steal one. Then, make your lower half disappear—it's alluring and seductive, and some men fall for it. This is called the white shirt strategy, and it works wonders!]

[It's 10 PM now, which is prime time and the peak of a man's desire. Apparently, 10:16 PM is the best time. It would be even better if you could time it perfectly, hahaha. I'm waiting for your good news!]

[Ye Cheng, don't hesitate! Acting out of line will kill you, but not acting out of line will starve you!]

Hua Zhixin is a master of brainwashing.

Blah blah blah, Ye Cheng's heart is fluttering!

Who knows, with a little effort, the days of being a 29-year-old married spinster might really be over.

Ye Cheng opened the door and peeked inside. She heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom outside, and it seemed that Ji Lingfeng was taking a shower.

The problem is that I don't know how long the man has been inside. If I go into his room to steal a shirt and get caught red-handed, that would be incredibly embarrassing.

They might mistake her for a perverted woman again.

Although this time it was really quite bizarre.

Ye Cheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered that there was a man's white shirt hanging on the balcony. She was overjoyed.

Isn't that readily available?

Get to work right away.

She hurriedly made her way to the balcony outside the living room in the dark and quickly retrieved a white shirt.

The clothes still smelled of laundry detergent and lavender.

Ye Cheng was a little excited, wondering what she would look like in it.

If nothing unexpected happens, then something unexpected will often happen.

As if it had been predicted, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Ye Cheng, who hadn't had time to leave, felt guilty and trembled, causing the clothes hanger in her hand to fall to the ground with a "thud".

As she squatted down to pick up the clothes hanger with trembling hands, she turned around and almost kicked over the kimchi jar on the ground.

The man who came out of the bathroom heard a loud bang from the balcony.

He stopped walking towards the room.

"Why aren't the lights on, Ye Cheng? What are you doing there?"

Ye Cheng, who was nervously doing something naughty, was suddenly called out and blurted out, "I'm doing something naughty."

He stopped abruptly when he said the word "acting," and swallowed the word "demon" with saliva.

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark living room instantly became bright.

The man turned on the light and walked over.

It has been proven that people should not do bad things.

When you do something wrong, you feel guilty, and when you feel guilty, you lose your mind.

When Ye Cheng heard the approaching footsteps, her mind went blank.

She could have pretended to be a virtuous lady while collecting the laundry, but instead, she panicked and crumpled the white shirt in her hand into a ball, stuffing it into the kimchi jar.

All he could think about was destroying the evidence.

The next second, Ji Lingfeng had already quietly arrived on the balcony.

Seeing the woman half-squatting in a horse stance, swinging her fists, and muttering incantations:

"Clench your fists and glare to increase your strength, exhale... inhale..."

Then, the woman turned back and smiled at him:

"I'm doing Baduanjin (Eight Pieces of Brocade), hehe, I'm sweating after doing it twice!"

After Ye Cheng finished speaking, she turned around and breathed a sigh of relief.

She was indeed covered in a cold sweat.

It was caused by fear.

I thought Ji Lingfeng would leave now.

The man's voice rang out behind my head again:

What's in the jar?