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

"Xiao Ye, is this the first time we've met?"

Mr. Liu had a lewd look on his face, but he insisted on pretending to be gentle and refined.

Ye Cheng was left alone in the private room by Manager Zhu, and she was well aware of the old hag's intentions.

In a private room at a grand hotel restaurant, I doubt that old lecher would dare do anything to her.

She cursed the old hag and lecher in her heart, but smiled obsequiously on the outside:

"Yes, yes, Mr. Liu, I'm from the planning department."

"Yes, Chuanggao's strength and reputation are both good, but I personally appreciate more innovative and bold planning schemes. Xiao Ye, you understand, right? Hehehe!"

A meaningful smile appeared on Mr. Liu's greasy face.

"Of course, our creative goal has always been to produce novel, unique, and eye-catching designs. We are confident that we can create a solution that will satisfy Mr. Liu."

Ye Cheng verbally agreed.

Looking at that old lecher's fleshy face made me feel nauseous.

The delicious food I ate suddenly lost its appeal.

"Hehehe, then I'm starting to look forward to our collaboration."

Mr. Liu had a lewd grin on his face.

He pronounced the word "we" so badly it cracked.

At this moment, his assistant, who was sitting next to him, noticed his expression and wisely excused himself to go to the restroom and left the private room.

Now only Ye Cheng and President Liu are left in the private room.

"Xiao Ye, come on, let's have a drink first."

With his beady eyes narrowed, Mr. Liu raised his wine glass and approached Ye Cheng, his beer belly bulging.

Ye Cheng knew, of course, that the old man's real intentions were not what they seemed.

She gave a perfunctory reply:

"Mr. Liu, I'm not a good drinker. I lose all sense of direction when I drink. I'd better drink with our Manager Zhu later. She can hold her liquor well."

"Xiao Ye, all I want to do right now is have a drink with you, just a glass of red wine, please do me the honor."

Mr. Liu even used that lewd tone to act coquettishly, and after speaking, he hurriedly reached out his hand to touch Ye Cheng's hand.

Ye Cheng instinctively dodged backward, quickly avoiding that disgusting, lewd claw.

The lecherous old man pressed on, taking another step closer.

"Xiao Ye, come on, be a little more sensible, have a drink with me first!"

With a beautiful woman in front of him, Mr. Liu was completely infatuated, and his voice, trembling, came out like that of a lecherous man.

Meanwhile, in the hotel's monitoring room.

Ji Lingfeng sat in the chair, propping his chin up with his hand, frowning and staring coldly at the monitor screen.

Every move in the private room was clearly visible.

He remained uneasy after receiving Ye Cheng's message.

When discussing contracts, alcohol is almost always involved at the dinner table.

He was worried that the woman couldn't hold her liquor, and even more worried that she would suffer a loss.

That's his wife, the young mistress of the Ji family.

He knew the big boss of the Bazhou Hotel. After Jin Dayu made a phone call, the restaurant manager opened a green channel without saying a word.

With real-time monitoring from the control room, Ye Cheng was easily located in this private room.

Seeing that only the young mistress and a lecherous, balding, greasy middle-aged man remained in the private room, Kim Dae-woo couldn't help but say:

"Mr. Ji, Old Wang is in the next private room with his bodyguards. That guy surnamed Liu seems to have ill intentions towards the young mistress. Should we have Old Wang take his men in and give him a proper welcome?"

"Wait, let's take a look first."

Ji Lingfeng remained calm and composed.

He first met his wife at a coffee shop, and he already knew then that she was not someone to be trifled with.

Inside the private room, Ye Cheng looked at the lecherous old man with a bloated belly in front of her and forced herself to raise her glass of red wine, suppressing her nausea.

"I can't refuse Mr. Liu's kind offer, so I'll just have a small sip."

Ye Cheng pretended to clink glasses with President Liu.

Mr. Liu's eyes narrowed into slits with excitement. As he tilted his head back to drink, he slowly reached out a lecherous hand and touched Ye Cheng's waist.

Despite saying she would only take a sip, Ye Cheng promptly finished the entire half-glass of red wine.

The next second, feeling completely satisfied, he spat it out without the slightest hesitation.

With a crisp, stringy "poof!"

It sprayed the old lecher's face with perfect accuracy.

Before Mr. Liu could react, the pig's head on his neck instantly turned into a big mess.

It's still the recently popular "earthy color".

It looked both ugly and ridiculous; it was incredibly pathetic.

Red wine kept dripping down his fat face and onto his clothes, leaving a large stain on his chest.

Just then, Manager Zhu came in and witnessed this scene.

The old hag immediately exclaimed, "Ye Cheng, why did you spit red wine all over President Liu!"

Ye Cheng, who had been holding back her laughter, immediately put on a look of panic.

"Oh dear, Mr. Liu, I'm so sorry, I suddenly felt nauseous and couldn't hold it in!"

Manager Zhu was scolding Ye Cheng when he grabbed a handful of tissues to help General Manager Liu wipe her face, but General Manager Liu angrily pushed him away.

His assistant walked in and couldn't help but chuckle when he saw his lecherous boss looking so embarrassed.

"You...you did this on purpose, didn't you!"

Mr. Liu was so angry that he trembled all over, and the fat on his face, the color of a pig's liver, shook along with him.

The woman in front of me looks like she's about to burst out laughing any second!

Yes!

I'm going to vomit at you, you old pervert!

Ye Cheng cursed inwardly, but of course she wouldn't admit out loud that she did it on purpose.

"Mr. Liu, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. It was indeed wrong of me to spit in your face, but I really didn't mean to. I'm newly married, and lately I haven't had much of an appetite, and I always feel nauseous and have acid reflux. I'm most likely pregnant, so I couldn't hold it in!"

Ye Cheng was talking nonsense with a straight face, and even pretended to be wronged.

Manager Zhu and General Manager Liu were both taken aback.

Mr. Liu, sporting a large, swollen head, said angrily, "You woman, you're talking nonsense! You were just eating and drinking heartily a moment ago, with a great appetite..."

"Yue...yue! No...Mr. Liu, I ate too much just now, and I can't hold back anymore!"

Before Mr. Liu could finish speaking, Ye Cheng pretended to vomit and gagged in his face.

The lecherous old man was so frightened that he quickly took a few steps back.

"Don't try to act all high and mighty with me. Renya is a giant in the wine industry. How could we possibly get me to sign a contract worth millions just over a meal? Use your brain, is that even possible?"

Mr. Liu wiped the smeared face and scolded, still not satisfied.

You old pervert, you're being so blatant with your words!

Pretend! Of course I'll pretend! I'll keep pretending!

Ye Cheng's face was full of grievance, and she blinked her eyes in surprise:

"Ah—so the saying 'pregnancy makes you stupid for three years' is true!"

"Oh, Mr. Liu, are you really going to hold a grudge against a pregnant woman?"

Mr. Liu knew that Ye Cheng was teasing him, but he couldn't retaliate. He was so angry that he was fuming and nearly passed out.

"You... fine, fine, listen to this, don't even think about Renya cooperating with Chuanggao again!"

Mr. Liu angrily pointed at Ye Cheng again, gritting his teeth and saying, "And you, just wait and see what it means to be in deep trouble. You don't know what's good for you, humph!"

After saying that, the painted-face pig head ran "huffing and puffing" towards the washroom.

Ji Lingfeng, standing in front of the monitor, stroked his chin, a rather smug smile on his lips.

He knew his wife was not someone to mess with.

There are always some unexpected ideas in my head.

This time she pretended to be pregnant to prank the lecherous man; I can't believe she came up with that idea.

Thinking of the kimchi shirt and the Eight Pieces of Brocade exercise from that night, the man's smile deepened, his face full of doting affection.

Jin Dayu clapped his hands in delight: "Young Madam is really amazing! This kind of old lecher must be dealt with using this kind of folk remedy!"

"Tell Lao Wang to go over there and give that guy surnamed Liu a good warning, tell him not to cause any trouble."

Ji Lingfeng frowned and gave the order in a deep voice, worried that Ye Cheng would be retaliated against.

After all, it would be incredibly easy for the CEO of a large company to deal with a lowly employee.

No one can bully his woman!

The thought flashed through the man's mind.

The man's pupils contracted slightly, and his body involuntarily tensed up.