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

Kim Dae-woo spoke fluently, feeling that he was a top expert in front of a rookie like the president.

"President Ji, someone as outstanding as you will definitely become an excellent driver once you learn the relevant theoretical knowledge and put it into practice more."

Kim Dae-woo didn't forget to praise his own CEO at the end.

Ji Lingfeng rested his chin on his hand, listening intently, his mind drifting as he thought of the books at home.

But for just a moment, his brows furrowed again.

His face darkened again.

Kim Daewoo, who had been looking smug, immediately stopped smiling and became serious when he realized that the president had suddenly turned on him.

Ji Lingfeng rubbed his throbbing temples.

"Let's go, it's time to get off work."

……

The Rolls-Royce sped towards the Ji family mansion.

Sitting in the car, Ji Lingfeng kept telling himself that as long as he went to the gym and worked up a good sweat, he could release his anxious emotions.

But the man, who said one thing but did another, quickly changed his mind and instructed Xiao Zhang to turn the car around and return to Jingtai Garden.

He simply couldn't suppress the restless feeling in his heart!

"Go around to Fuxing Road."

Xiao Zhang usually takes other routes to Jingtai Garden because Fuxing Road has a night market, which is crowded and noisy, and drivers generally avoid it if possible.

But this time, when the president gave the order, Xiao Zhang naturally complied without asking why, and simply stepped on the gas and drove towards Fuxing Road.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Kim Dae-woo had some doubts.

Is it possible that President Ji is planning to buy discounted fruit again?

The car was moving slowly on Fuxing Road.

The streets were brightly lit and bustling with people.

The whole street was lined with stalls of all shapes and sizes.

Kim Dae-woo glanced subconsciously at the fruit stand where President Ji had bought fruit that day.

The fruit stand was still packed with people buying fruit today, but instead of kiwis, they were selling mangoes.

Ji Lingfeng looked out the window at the people coming and going, but he couldn't find any trace of that woman.

"Drive slower."

Ji Lingfeng frowned and gave instructions to Xiao Zhang.

Xiao Zhang noticed that the president seemed to be looking for something, so he immediately slowed down.

The bodyguard vehicles behind also slowed down and followed the president's car, which was perfectly reasonable.

Several luxury cars were lined up and crawling along the street at a snail's pace. The cars behind them wanted to speed up but couldn't. They were initially cursing and swearing, but after taking a closer look at the row of luxury cars, they realized who these important people were and decided to save their breath and eventually choose to go around them.

The car glided slowly along, almost reaching the end of the street.

Ji Lingfeng spotted the signboard with the words "Orange Wind Breaks the Waves Stinky Tofu" in the distance.

This name sounds familiar.

"stop."

Ji Lingfeng immediately ordered the car to stop.

His cheap wife's WeChat name seems to be something like "Orange Wind Breaking Waves Foodie".

"Mr. Ji, you can't park here."

Although Xiao Zhang kept saying he couldn't stop, he still obediently stepped on the brake.

As a driver, he had a responsibility to give his boss hints, but he also dared not disobey his boss's orders.

"Stop when I tell you to stop."

Ji Lingfeng's face was grim as he searched the area outside.

The next second, amidst the endless stream of passersby, in that inconspicuous corner at the end of the street, Ye Cheng's figure finally appeared.

A woman was busy in front of a tricycle filled with cooking fumes.

Several people were gathered around the stall.

Business seems to be going well.

Jin Dayu and Xiao Zhang exchanged a silent glance, looking at each other for a moment, and then understood each other after two seconds.

The woman selling stinky tofu in front of the tricycle is the CEO's new wife.

The young mistress of the Ji family.

The "tiger" in the story of "pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger".

The young mistress had always seen it from afar; this was the closest she had ever gotten.

All I know is that the CEO was pressured by the old man to get married in a flash.

Even if the woman who marries their CEO isn't from a wealthy family, she must at least be a lady from a respectable family.

But what's up with this woman selling stinky tofu at a stall on a greasy, backstreet?

Isn't that a bit too ordinary?

What exactly did this young mistress, who wore an apron and was cooking stinky tofu in front of the oil pan, do to win the heart of their aloof, handsome, and wealthy CEO?

To put it bluntly, how could a woman from humble beginnings be worthy of their CEO!

Jin Dayu and Xiao Zhang stared at each other, finding it unbelievable.

The two of them, each harboring their own grievances, exchanged a glance.

And that stinky tofu, the CEO absolutely loathes it!

There was once a new assistant in the CEO's office who, out of ignorance and fearlessness, ordered a takeout of stinky tofu. The CEO's face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

It was Kim Dae-woo who personally threw that stinky tofu into the trash can.

Then the new assistant spent a whole month cleaning toilets.

From then on, I didn't even dare to mention the words "stinky tofu".

The CEO now has to endure a woman who deals with stinky tofu every day as his wife; one can only imagine how agonizing that must be.

Kim Dae-woo and Xiao Zhang exchanged another knowing glance.

I feel sorry for their CEO for 0.5 seconds.

Ji Lingfeng rested his chin on his hand, frowning as he stared at the scene for several minutes.

The woman stood in front of her tricycle, engrossed in frying stinky tofu, greeting customers with a beaming smile, seemingly thoroughly enjoying her street stall life.

She was completely unaware that her new husband was watching her from a few meters away.

Their worlds seemed so close, yet so far apart.

Ji Lingfeng withdrew his gaze and said coldly, his face expressionless, "Let's go."

Upon receiving the instruction, Xiao Zhang stepped on the gas and drove towards Jingtai Garden.

A customer waiting in front of the tofu stall watched a row of luxury cars drive by and joked with his companion:

"The night market on Fuxing Street is getting more and more popular. A whole row of luxury cars are coming to shop at these street stalls. Wow, it's really full of hidden talents!"

……

When Ji Lingfeng got home, he found a sticky note on the refrigerator while pouring water.

The above is a message Ye Cheng left for him, indicating that she had left some food for him in the rice cooker.

Ji Lingfeng drank the water absentmindedly, feeling inexplicably irritable.

After drinking the water, he went to the bathroom, took a shower, and changed into his pajamas.

Sitting down on the sofa, he realized that he had inadvertently taken the loungewear that Ye Cheng had bought for him.

The kind that costs 79 per set.

Oh right, it seems the underwear I just put on was also bought by that woman.

How much was it again?

It's ridiculously cheap.

Ji Lingfeng glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already past ten o'clock.

His foodie wife is probably still happily eating and selling at her stall.

Ji Lingfeng walked into the study, feeling annoyed, hoping to distract himself from his gloomy mood by working.

My eyes glanced subconsciously at the books on the bookshelf.

Kim Dae-woo's words drifted back to my ears as if by some strange twist of fate: "Study theoretical knowledge."

He hesitated for a moment, then walked to the bookshelf, about to pull out the book "Techniques for Couples' Sexual Relationships".

The sound of the door opening came from outside.

Ji Lingfeng withdrew his hand like a thief and strode out of the study with a guilty conscience.

"Today was a great day for our opening! We sold out in just over two hours!"

Ye Cheng returned, carrying a large pot in both hands, inside which various kitchen utensils and miscellaneous items were piled up like a small mountain.

Seeing Ji Lingfeng eagerly reporting his achievements.

The woman was very strong; the small mountain of bricks in her hands seemed to pose no problem for her, and she even had a little bit of pride on her face.

"It's the first day of setting up a stall to get a feel for things. Looks like I'll have to prepare more tofu blocks tomorrow."

Ye Cheng continued talking to herself as she went to the kitchen to put things away.

Didn't you eat the rice left in the rice cooker?

Seeing that the food in the rice cooker hadn't been touched, she poked her head out again to ask.

Ji Lingfeng replied casually, "I ate out with friends."

"Oh."

Soon, Ye Cheng came out of the kitchen again, her face beaming with joy as she continued to share:

"We had repeat customers within minutes of opening today. There are quite a few like-minded people who love stinky tofu, and everyone raves about my stinky tofu!"

"You're just too scared to eat it because it smells bad, but you might actually love it more than I do after you've tried it!"

Ji Lingfeng's lips twitched slightly: "I'm not worthy of it."

I'd rather starve than touch that stinky stuff.

Ye Cheng looked at Ji Lingfeng with a puzzled expression and said:

"I was craving it while I was selling it. If business hadn't been so good that we couldn't keep up with demand, I would have eaten it myself."

Ji Lingfeng said calmly, "I can already imagine this scene without you having to tell me."

He had been imagining things more than ten times while sitting on the sofa.

Ye Cheng gave an awkward smile:

"Today I was just getting by and didn't prepare much tofu. I gave a portion to Sister Chen who makes cold noodles and Xiaoyu. In the end, I made a profit of about 280 yuan. I'm very satisfied with this result on the first day of my stall."

She glanced at Ji Lingfeng and said again:

"The night market over there is really busy, and it can get quite hectic when things get busy. Since you're free recently, why don't you come and help me out, like packing or something?"

Anyway, since he's unemployed and has nothing to do, he can look for a job during the day and definitely have time in the evening. The only problem is that this proud man might not be able to let go of his pride.

Ji Lingfeng frowned.

He, a CEO worth trillions, is going to sell stinky tofu on the streets?

If this woman knew how much money he could earn in a second, she'd probably be terrified!