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

Ye Cheng remained calm and asked in return:

"What, are all the women who set up stalls outside because they have a gigolo at home?"

"So, are all the girls going to be determined to remarry ugly men from now on? And if they find a handsome guy, it's like they're keeping a gigolo?"

His colleagues laughed.

Tian Yawen snorted unhappily.

"What are you women gossiping about now?"

Yao Qingqing walked into the office in high heels, her dark brown hair styled into a lazy and sexy big wave.

"What ugly pretty boy? Let me hear it too!"

"President Yao, we're talking about Ye Cheng's husband right now. He's so handsome that all the women in the room are drooling over him. There are just a few colleagues who are so jealous that they're getting acute red-eye, haha."

Wang Yu picked up where Yao Qingqing left off, glancing at Tian Yawen out of the corner of his eye.

Ever since Tian Yawen made sarcastic remarks about her at the last dinner party, she has been extremely unfriendly to that woman.

Upon hearing this, Tian Yawen's face darkened.

Wang Yu's words were clearly directed at her.

However, she couldn't lash out in front of Yao Qingqing, so she gritted her teeth and swallowed back the harsh words.

A glint of shrewdness shone in Yao Qingqing's eyes.

"Oh, is it so?"

Wang Yu said excitedly, "Yes, yesterday after my boyfriend and I finished watching a movie, we ran into Ye Cheng and her husband who had just finished setting up their stall. President Yao, you have such a sharp eye! Ye Cheng's husband is as handsome as a top male celebrity, tsk tsk."

He paused, then glanced at Tian Yawen's group: "It's a pity that some people just can't stand it and insist that she's keeping a gigolo while running a stall, haha!"

"Wang Yu, you—"

"Alright, everyone go do what you need to do, stop gossiping."

Tian Yawen was about to retort when Yao Qingqing interrupted her.

She suppressed her anger, snorted through her nose, and didn't say anything more.

Everyone started getting busy with their own tasks.

Ye Cheng turned on her computer and was about to start working when Wu Ling walked over.

"Ye Cheng, go to the director's office."

When Yao Qingqing called her name at this moment, Ye Cheng felt a bad premonition.

In the director's office.

"Ye Cheng, has your husband already started a new job?"

Yao Qingqing crossed her legs and sat lazily on the sofa, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

"Yes, he works at a friend's company."

Ye Cheng gave a perfunctory reply.

What's that lecherous old man up to now?

Yao Qingqing took a sip of coffee, looking thoughtful.

"Oh, I was just about to ask you that. I haven't found a suitable driver yet. What does your husband do for a living, and how much does he earn a month?"

Ye Cheng rolled her eyes and made up a story:

"He works as a junior white-collar worker at a friend's company, earning 20,000 yuan a month."

"The salary is indeed not high, no wonder you have to set up a street stall."

Ye Cheng smiled and said, "I'm just killing time in the evenings anyway, so I might as well do a side job to earn a little extra money."

Yao Qingqing curled her lips and laughed, "Setting up a street stall is never easy. Look at you, selling stinky tofu. You're greasy and smelly all night long, haha."

"How about this, Ye Cheng? I can't find a suitable driver right now anyway. Why don't you persuade your husband to be my driver? I'll give him 30,000 yuan a month, overtime pay is extra. What do you think?"

Ye Cheng twitched the corner of her mouth.

This compensation is indeed much higher than the industry average.

Yao Qingqing has become obsessed with lust, unable to forget another woman's husband.

Old sex batch!

Seeing that Ye Cheng hadn't responded yet, Yao Qingqing took another sip of coffee and slowly said:

“Think about it carefully. A monthly salary of 30,000, plus overtime pay, is at least 40,000 a month, which is more than double your husband’s current salary. Why are you still setting up a street stall? I don’t offer this price to just anyone. If I were to hire a driver at this price, our company’s doorstep would be overwhelmed with customers.”

"Mr. Yao, thank you for your kindness."

Ye Cheng feigned gratitude.

“But my husband has a bad temper and is very proud, so I’m afraid he won’t want to drive for people.”

Yao Qingqing's eyes sparkled, and she said half-jokingly:

"It's only natural for men to earn more money for their families, haha, Ye Cheng, you wouldn't happen to feel sorry for your husband and not want him to be a driver, would you?"

As she spoke, she fiddled with her newly done pink nail polish.

Ye Cheng looked at Yao Qingqing's unsatisfied expression and recalled how this woman acted coquettishly and cutely in front of Xiao Wang.

Goosebumps instantly appeared all over my body.

She subconsciously rubbed her arms and chuckled.

"Mr. Yao, you're joking. What do I have to be reluctant to part with a stinky man?"

Yao Qingqing grinned, somewhat displeased.

"Ye Cheng, I know you work hard and are very dedicated to earning money. Think about it, you don't make much more money each month by setting up a street stall. If your husband's salary were higher, you wouldn't have to work so hard, right?"

Ye Cheng smiled broadly.

"I think running a street stall is okay, it's quite enjoyable."

If it weren't for the fact that she had to work under her and earn a meager salary, she would have rolled her eyes.

"By the way, Ye Cheng, you seem to be getting on in years. You and your husband had a whirlwind marriage, it's not like you have a love that will last forever. Women should take care of themselves when they get older, why work so hard? When you're old and faded, your husband might not cherish you anymore."

On the surface, Yao Qingqing seemed to be advising Ye Cheng from a woman's perspective, telling her to think about her own future.

But there was more to his words than met the eye.

If Ye Cheng hadn't happened to overhear Wu Ling and Feng Haonan's conversation in the park that day, she might have felt grateful for Yao Qingqing's words.

Ye Cheng bowed slightly and spoke with great passion:

"Thank you for the kind reminder, Mr. Yao. I will work even harder!"

Yao Qingqing choked: "..."

This woman is actually dodging the question and playing dumb!

She was so angry that she cursed him inwardly for being ungrateful.

Yao Qingqing was angry, but she couldn't vent her anger, so she had to give up.

She originally intended to use a high salary to sway Ye Cheng.

Although she was a few years older than Ye Cheng, she was quite confident in her beauty and figure. A mature, elegant, and charming woman, with a touch of alluring and sexy charm, what man wouldn't be tempted?

Besides, she has plenty of money.

How could a man possibly resist the dual temptations of beauty and money?

She had even managed to manipulate young heartthrobs like Xiao Wang for four or five years.

She believed that once that aloof man from Ye Cheng's family became her driver, no matter how virtuous he was, it was only a matter of time before he boarded her ship.

But Ye Cheng didn't know what was good for her!

Yao Qingqing bit her lip hard, a barely perceptible sly smile appearing on her face.

In the afternoon, as Ye Cheng was packing up her things and planning her evening stall, Wu Ling walked over to her.

"Ye Cheng, there's a dinner with Renya Wine Company tonight to discuss a contract. You and Manager Zhu will go to the Bazhou Hotel together; it'll count as overtime."

Ye Cheng was taken aback.

"When is it my turn to negotiate the contract?"

She has always been in charge of marketing planning, while her colleagues follow up on the front-line sales work.

Although I occasionally participate, I only play a supporting role to help my colleagues.

"It's Mr. Yao's idea. You and Manager Zhu can go together after get off work."

Wu Ling walked away without looking back, her high heels clicking on the ground.

Ye Cheng twitched her lips.

That lecherous old woman Yao Qingqing was quick and ruthless; she immediately came up with difficult questions to embarrass her.