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

The first thing you smell is alcohol.

"Perfect timing. What's the password again? I keep pressing it and it's not working."

Ye Cheng saw Ji Lingfeng, beckoned to him, and blushed.

You're entering someone else's password!

The man frowned, his voice low and devoid of any emotion.

"what……"

Ye Cheng patted her dizzy head: "No wonder, I can't tell left from right, it should be over there. Luckily I wasn't mistaken for a thief."

She grinned at Ji Lingfeng, probably because she had drunk too much and was a little confused.

"you've been drinking?"

Ji Lingfeng's eyes darkened, his voice was cold and harsh, and his face gradually darkened.

Ye Cheng swayed over and hiccuped: "Yeah! I was forced to work overtime tonight and went out for a late-night snack with my colleagues."

Ji Lingfeng frowned. After opening the door, the two entered the house one after the other.

The woman lost her balance while changing into slippers in the entryway and stumbled.

Ji Lingfeng reached out and grabbed her wrist, his face dark as he remained silent.

After Ye Cheng regained her balance, she glanced at him and grinned foolishly, "Are you hungry? Want to grab some late-night snacks?"

"Look at you, you look like a corporate slave who's just been persecuted by capitalism, hahaha!"

The man looked exhausted.

Ji Lingfeng's face was gloomy as he forced out two words through gritted teeth: "Not hungry."

It's always about food; all this woman can think about is food.

He didn't want to go home early and face her; being with her would inexplicably annoy him.

This woman, after finishing her overtime work, was leisurely enjoying herself with late-night snacks and beer.

He looks like he's had quite a bit to drink, completely disregarding his status. What if he runs into...?

The man hesitated for a moment, then finally couldn't help but say, "Look at the time! Don't go out for late-night snacks. Aren't you afraid—"

"It's only midnight, what's there to be afraid of?"

Ye Cheng didn't care at all.

Aren't you afraid of running into a man with ill intentions?

Ji Lingfeng's eyes were filled with anger, mixed with a hint of coldness.

"Hehe, I'd love to bump into a handsome guy, preferably one with abs!"

Ye Cheng couldn't control her mouth when she drank too much, and her flushed face was accompanied by a flirtatious smile.

Hearing the woman's words and seeing her expression, Ji Lingfeng's anger intensified. He stared intently at her and said, "Ye Cheng, have you forgotten that you're already married?!"

Ye Cheng, her eyes blurry with drunkenness, stuck out her tongue and glanced at the man with disdain.

"Yes, of course I remember. It was just a slip of the tongue and a joke. Why are you so nervous?"

"Besides, we're just in a marriage of convenience, making do with each other. Your nervousness makes me think you like me!"

Drinking too much alcohol makes you bolder.

The woman's eyes sparkled as she looked at the aloof and handsome man before her, smiling seductively like a lovesick fool.

Her fair skin had a rosy blush, and her eyes exuded a tender and languid charm.

Ji Lingfeng's veins throbbed twice.

Her every smile and gesture now left him somewhat mesmerized.

The woman, who was quite drunk, seemed to be taking advantage of her intoxication to seduce him.

If she continues to provoke him, something bad might happen.

The man instantly sobered up, quickly averting his gaze from the woman's face, and snorted, "Then let's have a midnight snack, why drink alcohol?"

"What's wrong with having a drink? Does it mean that only officials are allowed to fart while ordinary people are not allowed to defecate?"

At this point, Ye Cheng got angry again; she hadn't finished cursing Hua Zhixin while they were drinking.

The art style can change in an instant.

Just moments ago she was alluring, but suddenly her almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise.

He simply jumped onto the sofa and began to vent his anger again.

"Those so-called capitalist bosses, don't they all rely on us proletarians to work for them? Look at you, you've been laid off and they're still trying to squeeze every last drop of value out of you. You're just a bunch of cold-blooded, heartless vampires!"

"These capitalists only know how to exploit and oppress, to gnaw on people's bones and drink their blood. Raising wages is like tearing out their flesh. No wonder when I was a child, whenever I wrote about capitalists, all I could describe were their ugly and filthy faces!"

Ye Cheng got more and more into cursing, and even hiccuped from the alcohol.

Ji Lingfeng's eyelids twitched as he listened, as if Ye Cheng was pointing her finger at him and scolding him.

He's not the kind of bloodsucking capitalist. The salaries of employees at the Ji Group are 30-40% higher than those in the same industry, and they get a raise every year. Countless people are fighting tooth and nail to get a job at the Ji Group.

Just as he was inwardly cursing, he heard Ye Cheng finish her tirade and then add a crisp, clean remark:

"I wish all these wicked capitalists would get hemorrhoids, be constipated every day, and forget to bring toilet paper when they go to the toilet!"

"By the way, what's your boss's name? I'll curse him by name a few times to help you vent your anger!"

"..."

Ji Lingfeng felt a tightness in his chest upon hearing this.

After being verbally abused and cursed by your wife to your face, you can't even utter a word of rebuttal!

He felt he should hurry back to his room and be alone for a while.

"Wait, why are you running? I wasn't yelling at you!"

Ye Cheng called out to him loudly.

"Hey, your clothes."

Ye Cheng swayed and pointed to the bag containing the white shirt on the sofa.

Ji Lingfeng paused for a moment.

"It cost 199 yuan, not one of those cheap street vendor items that cost tens of yuan."

Ye Cheng smiled at him with bleary eyes, feeling much better after venting her anger.

"Ah."

He frowned slightly and gave a perfunctory reply.

In his eyes, 199 was no different from a cheap street vendor's item costing tens of yuan.

He glanced at the woman sitting on the sofa cushions, her posture unrestrained and her face flushed with drunkenness, and his brows furrowed.

Ye Cheng was far from the image of the Ji family's mistress that he had imagined.

She's so ordinary, so ordinary that we probably wouldn't have any interaction with her at all.

They were originally from two different worlds, like two parallel lines, always living on their own trajectories. Now, they were only dragged together by their grandfather, and they would eventually have to return to their own worlds.

He was feeling annoyed, but for no apparent reason, he asked, "By the way, did I buy the wrong size clothes?"

A contemptuous sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Cheng blinked her drunken eyes: "Of course not, don't you wear size 43? Hehe, don't think I'm drunk and don't remember anything."

The man nodded meaningfully.

He used one finger to pick up the white shirt from the bag, his thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was deep: "Do you think you deserve to wear it?"

"..."

Ye Cheng froze for three seconds, her previously flushed pink face turning bright red.

She felt the alcohol getting stronger and stronger, her body felt light and airy, but her head felt strangely heavy, as if a blazing fireball was raging inside it.

"What do you mean by 'suitable'? Yes! I just want to wear it to seduce you. Is it illegal to seduce your own husband?!"

She raised her chin, staring at Ji Lingfeng with a wanton gaze, and bit her lip hard.

Their eyes met.

The air was deathly still.

The mocking smile on Ji Lingfeng's lips froze on his face. His eyes narrowed slightly, his deep pupils resembling a cold, still pool.

The man's face overlapped in front of Ye Cheng's eyes, and the expressions on his face seemed to her to be nothing but mockery and ridicule.

A sudden, inexplicable urge to conquer surged within me.

Fueled by alcohol, she suddenly jumped off the sofa, tilted her head back, and breathed her breath reeking of alcohol at the man, declaring domineeringly, "Ji Lingfeng, dare to give me a kiss!"