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

It goes without saying that this was spread by Wang Yu.

However, Wang Yu's intention was not to ridicule Ye Cheng for setting up a street stall; she mainly wanted to publicize that Ye Cheng had found a super handsome guy by chance.

I only mentioned setting up a stall in passing.

These words, spoken by her, carried more weight than those of a wise woman, and no one doubted Ye Cheng's husband's good looks anymore.

Although the women outwardly expressed their envy, they harbored various speculations in their hearts, and their gazes towards this older woman carried a complex and ambiguous sentiment.

why? !

How can it be? !

That's called finding a bargain!

Wang Yu eloquently described his intuitive feelings, and at the end added:

"If a man like that were in the entertainment industry, he would definitely be a top star! I was completely shocked at the time. God is simply wasting such a talent, tsk tsk!"

Ye Cheng replied modestly, "Wang Yu, you're exaggerating."

"No exaggeration at all, yesterday it gave me a truly shocking visual experience!"

"Ye Cheng, why is your husband even looking for a job? He should just debut right now! That Xiao Zhan debuted at 25, why don't you switch careers and become his manager? Help him come up with a debut plan, and then sit back and wait for the windfall, haha!"

Wang Yu joked animatedly.

The gossipy crowd listened with great interest.

Ye Cheng chuckled:

"He can't handle that kind of work; his personality could turn his fans into pink corpses!"

"By the way, Ye Cheng, didn't you say last time that his grandfather was the one who brought you two together? Where did you find such a wonderful grandfather?"

Wang Yu looked like he was looking for gossip.

Ye Cheng laughed and said, "It's just a coincidence. Once I saw an old man fall down on the roadside and took him to the hospital. The old man then came after me to act as a matchmaker."

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

This sounds like something out of a novel.

Wang Yu joked, "Did you hear that, unmarried sisters? Remember to help any elderly people who fall on the street. Who knows, a handsome guy might just walk right into your door!"

Colleague A laughed and said, "Then I'll take on a grandfather like that, haha!"

Colleague B said, "Hehe, I'll shamelessly take one too!"

"Hey, you women are always arguing about whose husband is handsome. Having a husband who's too handsome isn't necessarily a good thing!"

Chen Qianru, who was sitting in the distance, also spoke up.

Hua Zhixin chuckled and said, "When buying a kitten or puppy, we still pick the cutest one. Of course, we women also want to find a good-looking husband."

Chen Qianru scoffed: "Handsome men are fickle and insecure. No matter if they're rich or poor, there will always be a bunch of women throwing themselves at them. Ye Cheng, you'd better keep a close eye on your husband!"

Ye Cheng remained noncommittal: "If a man is going to turn bad, even if he's an ugly monster, there's nothing that can stop him."

“Right! A man’s womanizing has nothing to do with his looks. Ugly men can still have all sorts of fun!” Wang Yu chimed in.

"Why not choose someone good-looking if you have the choice! If I had a husband with such a good physique and good looks, I would definitely have three sons and three daughters, and personally write an epic tale of raising handsome men and beautiful women. Wow, just thinking about it is so wonderful! Ye Cheng, hurry up and have one, don't waste your husband's good genes."

Colleague C jokingly said, "Ye Cheng, my daughter is in line first. We'll arrange a marriage between our children when you have a handsome little boy, haha!"

Hua Zhixin also joined in the fun.

"Yes, Orange, I also want to be promoted in the family hierarchy. Let me become a godmother next year!"

As he spoke, he made a face at Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng's lips twitched.

A couple in name only.

Have you had children? You definitely have hemorrhoids!

Thinking this to himself, he smiled and said, "Hehe, I'll give it my best, come on, come on!"

Tian Yawen, sitting to the side, had been listening intently for a long time, her heart itching with anticipation.

She saw Ye Cheng's husband's true face even before Wang Yu did.

The impact they experienced at the time was no less than what Wang Yu is describing now.

But Tian Yawen's mindset is not like Wang Yu's.

She was extremely jealous.

What incredible luck did this single woman in her late thirties, who was struggling to find a husband, have? The man she snagged was a complete stunt in terms of looks and appearance.

After returning home, Tian Yawen looked at her husband, Huang Junying, and couldn't help but silently compare them.

Huang Junying is only 1.72 meters tall, while she is 1.65 meters tall. In order to make her husband look taller, she bought Huang Junying a lot of invisible height-increasing shoes.

A man needs to be at least 1.78 meters tall to look presentable.

Moreover, Huang Junying doesn't like to exercise and always makes excuses about being busy with work; she now has a slight beer belly.

What's most frustrating is that he's only in his early thirties and already showing signs of balding. If he really turns into a bald man, we'll have to secretly buy him wigs again.

In short, it's better not to compare; once you do, everything seems unpleasant.

Even these past few nights when Huang Junying has been cuddling and professing his love to her, she has lost her usual interest.

She would have been even more depressed if she hadn't remembered that he was a high-ranking executive at a company with an annual salary of one million.

To Tian Yawen, the conversation between Wang Yu and Ye Cheng sounded both grating and irritating.

She took a sip of water and said, feigning nonchalance:

"Why are you all getting involved? You're making it sound like having a baby is as easy as laying an egg!"

Colleague C chuckled, "Our Ye Cheng isn't the kind of weak woman who would fall over at the slightest breeze. Judging by her figure, she could have two children in three years."

"Giving birth is easy, but raising children is hard. Raising children now is not like it used to be. In the past, you could raise ten or eight children and let them grow up poorly. Now, without a stable economic foundation and material conditions, having children is just harming them. Am I right, Ye Cheng?"

Tian Yawen curled her red lips, her tone as sarcastic as ever.

Ye Cheng was initially too lazy to pay attention to this vengeful colleague who was always picking on her, but seeing that she was even making sarcastic remarks by name, she chuckled lightly:

"Really? I've never heard of poor people not being able to have children."

Tian Yawen rolled her eyes, a hint of disdain in them.

"Hehe, poor people don't deserve to have children. Haven't you heard that saying circulating online? Look at your husband's unstable finances, he doesn't even own a house. To put it bluntly, are you going to raise your child by setting up a street stall? Hehe, even if you can endure that hardship, can you bear to let your child suffer with you?"

Ye Cheng retorted sarcastically, "So, you don't have children because you consider yourself poor?"

"What nonsense! How can you compare to me?"

Tian Yawen raised her voice in displeasure.

“My husband is a high-level executive at a company with an annual salary of one million. We’ve already bought a house for our child, as well as an education fund and insurance. We’ve made all the necessary preparations in advance, so I’m starting to try for a baby now. I’m not going to have a child out of poverty when I’m not financially capable of raising one!”

"Anyway, my view is the same as most people's: poor people having children is harmful to themselves and others!"

Tian Yawen looked indignant.

"Yes, yes, I agree!"

Ye Cheng raised an eyebrow, feigning agreement.

"I also saw experts online suggesting that rich people should have more children. Tian Yawen, then you should contribute more to human reproduction by having more children. Keep it up!"

After Ye Cheng finished speaking, she made a thumbs-up gesture.

It's a waste of breath to talk to such gossipers.

Several colleagues chimed in, "Yes, Ya-wen, you two are in such good shape, you should actively respond to the national call to have a third child!"

Tian Yawen choked.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, his face alternating between pale and flushed.

She was no pushover either; her eyes darted around as she added:

"Ye Cheng, speaking of which, what kind of husband did you marry? It's nice to look at someone who's handsome, but good looks can't put food on the table. Look at you, it seems like you were living a carefree life before you became a single dog."

"You work during the day and then continue to set up a stall at night. If your handsome husband were even slightly capable, you wouldn't have to work so hard for that kind of money. Could it be that you're setting up a stall to support that legendary gigolo?"

The woman's lips curled into a wicked smile, her expression relentless.

These words once again drew the attention of the women in the office to Ye Cheng.

Everyone had various speculations about the older female employee in the company finding a handsome husband, and Tian Yawen's question just piqued their gossip interest.