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

Ji Lingfeng's expression was gloomy as he rubbed his tense brows.

Stinky tofu!

Has this woman become addicted to setting up a street stall?

Should she start sleeping with stinky tofu in her arms from now on?

Kim Dae-woo could already sense the president's anger over the phone.

He asked cautiously, "Mr. Ji, should I send someone else to her stall to pack up the leftovers?"

"but--"

Kim Dae-woo then changed the subject.

"Going to get your things packed twice in one day, I wonder if the young mistress will get suspicious..."

Ji Lingfeng coldly uttered a few words.

"What do you think?"

The young mistress isn't a pig!

Kim Dae-woo nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, yes!"

"Find a solution yourself, I'll be there in a bit."

As always, the domineering CEO arrogantly threw out the difficult problem.

He hung up the phone and suddenly stood up.

Everyone looked at each other.

The banquet has only just begun, and President Ji is already leaving?

"General Manager Ji—"

Just as President Gao was about to speak, Ji Lingfeng interrupted him expressionlessly: "President Gao, you're in charge of hosting the banquet. Everyone, I have some urgent business to attend to, please excuse me."

After speaking, the man strode away.

The crowd was left whispering among themselves, looking bewildered.

What urgent matter could it be that President Ji just packed his bags and left?

No one could have imagined that stinky tofu was that urgent matter.

My wife's affairs are of paramount importance.

Kim Dae-woo put down his phone with a bitter and resentful expression.

The CEO is angry with the young mistress.

And then, in a domineering and unreasonable way, he was given a difficult problem.

Now is not the time to complain; the urgent task is to help the young mistress digest the stinky tofu.

If we ask someone to pack it up again, it will be easy to expose the deception.

Kim Daewoo stroked his chin, his brows furrowed.

After much thought, the final conclusion is: I'll do it myself!

……

"Boss, give me ten servings of stinky tofu."

Ten portions?!

Ye Cheng was peeling garlic cloves with her head down.

My eyelids twitched, and my hand paused. Why does this voice sound so familiar?

Then his eyes widened in surprise.

"Jin Da——"

She almost called out Kim Dae-woo's full name.

Although I had only seen him from afar, his masculine physique and indescribable voice were truly unforgettable.

Kim Dae-woo grinned and called out, "Young Master—"

I almost blurted out the words "young mistress".

"Hehe, sister-in-law, you recognize me? Yes, yes, I'm Ling Feng's good buddy, Jin Dayu."

Kim Dae-woo reacted quickly, changing the subject from "young mistress" to "sister-in-law" in a very affectionate way.

Ye Cheng blushed as she thought about how she had misunderstood him that day.

She forced a smile and said awkwardly:

"Oh, I... I've heard him mention you often. By the way, you just said you wanted ten servings of stinky tofu?"

Ye Cheng was quite surprised when Kim Dae-woo suddenly visited the tofu stall.

"Yes, I've heard that your stinky tofu is delicious, so I came here today to have a good meal."

He ordered ten portions by himself; it seems he really intends to have a hearty meal.

"You're eating ten servings? Isn't that a bit too much?"

Ye Cheng asked, half-jokingly.

Kim Daewoo chuckled and said, "Not much, not much. I especially love stinky tofu. I usually order at least five servings, and ten servings are just right."

He said this aloud, but in his heart he was feeling fortunate.

Fortunately, I haven't had dinner yet tonight.

I'll save this belly for stinky tofu tonight.

A few minutes later, ten servings of fried stinky tofu were placed in front of Kim Dae-woo.

Kim Dae-woo greedily inhaled the aroma and, without any hesitation, began to eat heartily.

The first portion was gone in less than two minutes.

Spicy and refreshing, leaving a lingering fragrance in your mouth.

Kim Dae-woo ate it with great relish.

The young mistress's cooking skills were indeed as good as her reputation; this was the best stinky tofu he had ever eaten.

The man felt he could have a huge feast of stinky tofu tonight, eating as much as he could.

Ten portions? No problem!

Kim Dae-woo quickly devoured the second serving, thoroughly enjoying his meal.

They almost forgot that they came with a mission to help the young mistress digest the stinky tofu.

This isn't a mission, it's a culinary delight!

Then make the third, the fourth...

Ye Cheng was initially a little incredulous, but seeing how happily Jin Dayu was eating, she became convinced that he was a die-hard fan of stinky tofu.

Seeing his good buddy hugging and cuddling with Ji Lingfeng last time, an idea suddenly popped into his head.

"Kim Daewoo, do you...have a girlfriend?"

Whether the relationship between the man and Ji Lingfeng is a normal friendship or not, now is a good time to test it out.

Kim Dae-woo paused for a moment.

If the young mistress had asked him this question yesterday, he would have had to honestly answer that he was a single dog.

But today is different.

Kim Daewoo straightened his back, his eyes filled with deep affection.

"Of course."

Hearing this answer without the slightest hesitation, Ye Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Judging from your smile, you must really like your girlfriend."

Ye Cheng joked.

Kim Daewoo scratched his head: "Yes, I haven't known my girlfriend for very long, but I really like her, like I've liked her for a very, very long time."

Ye Cheng's eyes were filled with envy.

Judging from the man's infatuated expression, his girlfriend must be very happy.

While talking, Kim Dae-woo continued eating stinky tofu.

By the time I got to the seventh portion, the speed had noticeably slowed down.

By the eighth serving, I was full and didn't really want to put any more tofu in my mouth.

The ninth one, that's enough, I don't even want to look at the stinky tofu anymore.

When he had barely managed to eat his tenth serving, Kim Dae-woo stared blankly at the stinky tofu for a moment.

It poses a soul-searching question.

How could anyone like to eat this stuff!

And they ate ten servings at once!!

Has someone lost their mind?!

"Jin Dayu, please eat as much as you want. If you're not full, your sister-in-law will give you three more servings!"

Ye Cheng interpreted the man's dazed expression at the end of the meal as a sign that he was reluctant to part with it.

They even generously gave away three portions.

"Oh...no need, no need!"

Kim Dae-woo hurriedly waved his hand to stop him.

If he eats it again, he will really spit out all the stinky tofu that the young mistress fried herself in front of her.

"Sister-in-law, look how much you have left at your stall. Could you pack it up for me? I'll take it home and eat it. Your stinky tofu is absolutely delicious!"

Kim Dae-woo, that clever little devil, took the opportunity to ask for the leftovers to be packed up after finishing his meal.

That way, the young mistress certainly won't have any suspicions.

Ye Cheng raised an eyebrow. Another takeout order today! And it's Jin Dayu again!

"There are about forty more servings left. Are you sure you can eat that many?"

Kim Dae-woo grinned and said, "I packed it up to take back to my family. They are just like me, huge fans of stinky tofu. Our whole family loves to eat stinky tofu as a meal. This is no big deal!"

As he spoke, he let out a long burp.

Ye Cheng opened her mouth slightly in surprise.

The whole family eats this as their main meal?!

Their family must be die-hard fans of stinky tofu.

Ye Cheng quickly fried the remaining tofu and packed it up.

She said with a smile, "Dayu, let's treat you to this stinky tofu today, so I won't charge you."

Jin Dayu was taken aback for a moment, then quickly said, "That won't do. This is a small business for you, sister-in-law. How could I possibly accept that?"

He wasn't embarrassed about the money; the young mistress's family wasn't short of it. He was just embarrassed to trouble the young mistress.