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

Since the deed is already done and I have a day off today, I might as well go home, pack my things, and move there.

Ye Cheng remembered that her suitcase was broken and she hadn't bought a new one yet, so she went to the mall to buy a new one.

At the mall, she was overwhelmed by the variety of suitcases. After much deliberation, she finally bought a discounted one.

After buying the suitcase and dragging it home, before she could even straighten her back, Lai Yulan bombarded her with a barrage of questions.

"Why are you only coming back now! How did your talk with Cheng Yuan go today? Did he try to bargain again? We've already got the marriage certificate, when are you going to give the bride price?!"

"Let me catch my breath first. I haven't had a moment's peace since I got back!"

Ye Cheng grumbled as she ran to the kitchen to get some water.

She didn't intend to tell her mother about all the mess that happened today, otherwise she would definitely suffer the consequences.

Lai Yulan chased after them to the kitchen, yelling at the top of her lungs:

"Girl! You've been wandering around for ages and you're already complaining about me? Let me tell you! If the Cheng family doesn't pay this 50,000 yuan dowry, don't even think about letting my daughter marry into the family!"

She became even angrier when she saw her daughter gulping down water and ignoring her.

"Tell me! Does that kid Cheng Yuan not even want to give 50,000?"

I knew it! It must have been that old woman from the Cheng family who did it again!

Last time, that old woman deliberately said in front of me that my daughter was a worthless old maid. Humph! I knew that shameless old woman still wanted to ask for a dowry!

They're trying to fob off a beggar with a pittance!

That's quite a scheme! Aunt Li next door said her relative's lame daughter received a dowry of 68,000 yuan when she got married!

Lai Yulan kept rambling on, her face full of indignation.

Ye Cheng finished drinking the water without saying a word, and dragged her suitcase into the room.

Thinking to himself, if you knew that the Cheng family treated your daughter as a backup plan and never intended to spend a single penny, and then turned around and broke off the engagement on the day you were supposed to get your marriage certificate, you would be so angry that you would vomit blood on the spot!

Lai Yulan followed her daughter from the kitchen all the way, and only when she saw Ye Cheng open the wardrobe to pack clothes did she notice that she had brought back a box.

She stared at her intently and asked:

"Ye Cheng, what are you doing? Are you moving to Cheng Yuan's place?"

"Yes."

Ye Cheng gave a perfunctory reply.

"what!"

Lai Yulan immediately raised her voice eight octaves, "How could you be so stupid! You've moved in before you've even received the bride price. Isn't that obviously giving the Cheng family a free ride?"

As she spoke, she rushed forward and grabbed Ye Cheng's hand tightly, shouting loudly:

"You just wait and see! If Cheng Yuan doesn't send the betrothal gifts, you can forget about moving out!"

Ye Cheng took a breath and suppressed the fire in her heart.

He curses her every day, calling her a money-loser, saying she's an eyesore, and nagging her all day if she eats a few extra bites of food. Now that he really wants to move out, he won't let him!

She pulled her hand away, suppressing her anger: "Mom, don't blame me if Ye Sheng can't get a wife if I don't move out!"

Lai Yulan choked for a moment, then said angrily:

"You can't move empty-handed; the Cheng family's betrothal gifts must be presented to me!"

"When did I say I wouldn't give a bride price! The bride price has already been agreed upon, and I'll transfer it to you in a few days!"

Ye Cheng had made up her mind. She couldn't mention Cheng Yuan's annulment of the engagement yet. After Cheng Yuan paid back her renovation costs, she would give her mother 50,000 yuan as a dowry to shut her up.

As for my whirlwind marriage with that cheap husband, I'll talk about it another time.

Anyway, it doesn't matter to Lai Yulan who this money-losing girl marries, she won't care. The important thing is to get back her daughter's money.

"Really? Fifty thousand? You agreed?"

Lai Yulan looked suspicious, not believing that the Cheng family, who had been haggling all along, would suddenly agree so readily.

"You brat, don't lie to me, or I'll come knocking on your door every few days and see if the Cheng family has any shame!"

"Yes! Don't worry, everything's settled. I'll get it for you in a few days!"

As Ye Cheng packed her things, she suddenly felt grateful to Grandpa Ji.

Thanks to him for arranging a whirlwind marriage between her and his grandson, she finally had a place to stay.

Otherwise, the fact that Cheng Yuan had broken off the engagement would have been impossible to keep quiet, and Lai Yulan would have given him all sorts of torment.

If she doesn't move out, Ye Sheng and Zhao Ruoqing won't give her a friendly look.

Lai Yulan put her hands on her hips and said irritably:

"You brat, the fortune teller said long ago that you were a money-loser and needed to find a husband as soon as possible. See, he was right! A dowry of 50,000 yuan is like giving money to a beggar. It's not even enough to buy your brother a car!"

Although Lai Yulan kept complaining to her daughter, she was reluctant to let her daughter go when her daughter suddenly wanted to move.

For many years, Ye Cheng had taken care of all the household chores, big and small, and after her daughter moved away, it all became her responsibility.

Ye Sheng's lazy and good-for-nothing girlfriend wouldn't lift a finger.

Ye Cheng habitually activated the automatic blocking mode, packed her luggage, and prepared to leave.

She deliberately mentioned it at the door:

"Mom, don't go looking for me there unless it's absolutely necessary. You know Cheng Yuan's mother is not someone to mess with. Every time you two meet, you end up arguing. It's not worth it."

"Pshaw! You think I'm afraid of her?"

Lai Yulan's eyes widened:

"You brat, if you had any self-respect, I would never have become in-laws with that old woman! Just thinking about the bride price makes me furious. That old fox is really getting off easy!"

"Ye Cheng, let me tell you, you're married now, but don't even think about me having any dealings with the Cheng family again, unless I'm sending a wreath to that old woman!"

Ye Cheng chuckled inwardly.

You two are evenly matched when you argue; neither of you can win.

He stuck out his tongue and quickly slipped away.

……

After getting off the subway, it took about a few minutes to walk to Jingtai Garden.

Ye Cheng dragged a suitcase and carried two red, white, and blue snakeskin bags in her hands, looking travel-worn. She was stopped by the security guard as soon as she arrived at the gate.

The security guard looked Ye Cheng up and down, asking, "Miss, I've never seen you before. May I ask which room you're in?"

“I live in apartment 1901 of building 3. I just moved in today.”

Ye Cheng was tired and hot from walking, so she took out a tissue to wipe her sweat.

"Excuse me, for work purposes, could you please tell me the owner's last name?"

The security guard continued questioning them, but his attitude was very polite.

Ye Cheng replied helplessly, "My surname is Ji."

So much trouble!

This place isn't even a luxury mansion, so why does she feel so out of place?

After checking the documents, the security guard smiled and asked:

"Young lady, the owner of apartment 1901 in building 3 doesn't have the surname Ji. Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

How can it be!

This room number was sent by Ji Lingfeng. What else could it be but Ji?

Ye Cheng opened WeChat and looked at the message again. It was right!

She simply held out her phone:

"Uncle, this is the apartment number that the owner of unit 1901 in building 3 sent me. There's no mistake!"

"I'm sorry, but recently there have been many strangers loitering around here. Several homeowners have reported burglaries, all of which are committed by gangs. The property management and security are very strict right now, so we can't let you in for the time being."

The security guard's expression was noticeably less polite than before.

"Okay, sir, wait a minute, I'll call the homeowner right now."

Ye Cheng originally wanted to call Ji Lingfeng, but she was in such a rush today that she didn't have time to add his number, so she had to open WeChat and make a voice call instead.

Inside the Ji Group office building.

Ji Lingfeng was in the conference room meeting with guests who had just landed from Europe.

The phone was buzzing nearby, and the secretary, Kim Dae-woo, who was standing to the side, picked it up and handed it to him.

Ji Lingfeng glanced at it and saw that it was a WeChat voice call coming in. The caller's online name was "Orange Wind Breaking Waves Foodie".

What a mess!

He calmly pushed the phone away and continued the conversation.

Kim Dae-woo tactfully stepped aside and swiped his finger to hang up the phone.