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

"Aren't you going to see your friends today?"

Ye Cheng glanced at her watch; it was lunchtime.

As she asked the question, she sized him up.

Ji Lingfeng was dressed in a black casual outfit today.

He remains as aloof and handsome as ever.

He just looked a bit grumpy.

However, this man usually has a sour face, so it's nothing new.

Yesterday I criticized him for wearing a suit, but today he changed into this outfit. Did he change his mind and come to help out at the stall?

This truly surprised Ye Cheng.

It seems she misunderstood Ji Lingfeng; this man wasn't as obsessed with saving face as she thought.

"My friend changed the time at the last minute today."

Ji Lingfeng answered calmly, his eyes somewhat unfocused.

In his opinion, Ye Cheng was startled just now because she felt guilty.

After looking around, there was only one cold noodle stall a few meters away from the tricycle.

I didn't seem to see that woman's ambiguous boyfriend today.

"By the way, your ointment works really well." Ye Cheng smiled sheepishly, still feeling a little embarrassed by what happened yesterday.

The man casually hummed in agreement.

"Have you seen any progress with your friend's job search these past few days?" Ye Cheng changed the subject again.

"No, not so soon, we still need to wait for news."

Ji Lingfeng's tone carried a hint of defiance.

It's all because this woman keeps him worrying every single day.

"That's true. Let's search and wait. There's no point in rushing it."

Ye Cheng continued eating her stinky tofu.

While busy at work, Sister Chen took a moment to greet Ye Cheng: "Little sister, your brother came to help you today, right?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Lingfeng's forehead throbbed violently.

Ye Cheng glanced at Ji Lingfeng subconsciously, chuckled awkwardly at Sister Chen, and replied, "Yeah, that's right, hehe."

Last night, after Ji Lingfeng left his stall, he chatted with Sister Chen, and she casually made up a story that Ji Lingfeng was her younger brother.

This isn't entirely without thinking.

In the eyes of ordinary people, if a wife runs a street stall, they will naturally think that her husband is useless.

This would definitely make a proud man feel ashamed.

Another reason is that he's too good-looking, which might lead people to misunderstand that she's keeping a gigolo.

Saying they are siblings is the best way to avoid people misinterpreting it.

"That's great, then you'll have someone to lend a hand when things get busy."

As she spoke, Sister Chen sized up Ye Cheng, her tall and handsome younger brother.

"Your brother is indeed a handsome man."

Sister Chen praised it, but then went back to her business, though she couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Her younger brother is probably all show and no substance; if he had any real skills, his sister wouldn't be setting up a street stall.

Ye Cheng smiled but remained silent.

She turned around and saw Ji Lingfeng with a cold and stern expression, his clear eyes staring at her.

The man raised an eyebrow, lowered his head to bring his face close to Ye Cheng's, and asked in a low voice, "When did I get a sister?"

Before Ye Cheng could answer, a sudden surge of gas hit her stomach, and a rush of air shot straight up her throat.

He couldn't hold back and let out a satisfying burp right in front of Ji Lingfeng's face, which was practically inches away.

That's right, it still tastes like stinky tofu.

Caught off guard, the man accepted everything without question, his face frozen in shock.

Ye Cheng looked embarrassed and subconsciously covered her mouth.

The burp came at a rather inopportune time.

Her heart tightened, her face turned awkward, and she said tremblingly, "Isn't it because I'm afraid of embarrassing you, Mr. Ji?"

He was so resistant to the idea of ​​setting up a stall before.

After a pause, Ye Cheng continued, "Besides, I'm three years older than you, so it's okay for you to call me 'sister,' right?"

Ji Lingfeng twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

Afraid of losing face for him?

What a righteous excuse! She clearly just wants to pretend to be an unmarried young lady to make it easier for her to hook up with handsome young men.

To Ji Lingfeng, the woman's embarrassed expression was quite simple: someone had caught her little secret.

A man's jealousy has been spilled; all you can smell is the stench of vinegar!

Whether it smells like rotten garbage or stinky feet that haven't been washed for days, it's all just a passing cloud now.

A meaningful, cold smile appeared on Ji Lingfeng's lips.

Ye Cheng's brow twitched.

This man hates stinky tofu so much, and she just sprayed a stench right in his face, why is he still laughing?

He didn't even frown?

Ye Cheng initially felt a little apologetic, but seeing that he didn't seem to care, she felt relieved.

The man said indifferently, "I don't need you to give me face."

Ye Cheng pursed her lips and said dismissively:

"You should have said so earlier! I thought you were just passing by yesterday and wouldn't come back to the stall."

"It seems you don't really want me to come to your stall. I feel like I'm getting in your way."

Ji Lingfeng's tone was laced with jealousy.

Ye Cheng raised her eyes and glared at him, saying irritably:

"What do you mean by this? What do you mean by 'it's okay'? You say you won't come one minute and then you say you will. I'm not a worm in your stomach. This is so inexplicable."

Thinking of Ji Lingfeng's change of heart and his initiative to help at the stall, she softened her tone:

"What's said is said, and I've already said you're my brother, so it's not right for me to go back on my word, right? Anyway, we're just running a street stall, these are all trivial matters."

"By the way, have you had dinner yet? If not, I'll go to Sister Chen's and get you a bowl of cold noodles."

Ji Lingfeng turned his head away: "I'm not hungry, I have no appetite."

Just then, Ye Cheng's phone rang.

"Hey, boss, three servings, okay... medium spicy, okay... okay."

After finishing the call, Ye Cheng smiled, her lips curving upwards: "Business has come in."

As soon as I finished speaking, my phone received a notification sound:

[30 yuan received via Alipay]

Ye Cheng happily put down her phone, scurried over to the stove, and deftly lit the fire to fry the tofu.

"This Mr. Xiang runs a general store on the other side of the street. His shop is called Xiang Ji Store. Could you deliver it to him for me later?"

Ji Lingfeng's face darkened.

"You want me to deliver takeout?"

Ye Cheng didn't even lift her eyelids: "Hmm, am I supposed to deliver it? You don't even know how to fry tofu."

“It’s only a few minutes’ walk from here. People have been coming here every day since we opened. It’s not easy for small businesses. When we’re busy, we all try to accommodate each other. I was also too busy yesterday, so Xiaoyu helped me deliver it.”

Ye Cheng shook the fryer and glanced at the man standing there.

"Didn't you come here to help me?"

"..." Ji Lingfeng's eyelids twitched, but he didn't say anything more.

He's a billionaire CEO, now he's reduced to delivering takeout for a mere few dozen yuan?

You have to swallow the bitter fruit you sowed, even with tears in your eyes.

Following Ye Cheng's instructions, Ji Lingfeng reluctantly delivered the three portions of stinky tofu.

When he returned, before he even got close to the stall, he saw the tall, thin young man from yesterday in the distance.

Yes, that college student in the prime of his life!

The boy set up the table and chairs while chatting and laughing with Ye Cheng.

Ji Lingfeng's face darkened rapidly, and a cold smile crept into his heart.

No wonder I had to send him away; it turns out the handsome young man has arrived.

He wasn't in a hurry to go back to his stall; instead, he found a convenient hiding place.

Stay calm and quietly observe the activity at that stall.

Two people were buying stinky tofu at the stall. After Ye Cheng finished her work, she started chatting and laughing with the boy.

The woman smiled like a lily.

They seemed to have endless things to talk about.

Ji Lingfeng's face was as cold as ice, his back teeth clenched tightly.

After chatting for a while, the boy suddenly stood up and walked towards Ye Cheng's tricycle.

The two of them put their heads together again.

Ji Lingfeng's eyes were practically spitting out icy blades.

The fire under his feet shot up to his head.

He was so angry that he lost his mind, and then he heard a voice in his ear:

"Hey young man, you've been standing here at my stall for so long without saying a word or buying anything. I've been putting up with you for ages!"

"Now you're pulling my pig's large intestine without saying a word, what did it do to you?!"