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

How did you know I'd sold out of stinky tofu?!

After settling in, Ye Cheng muttered a retort to herself.

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

After squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth, Ji Lingfeng pursed his lips and fell silent.

Ye Cheng snorted.

That's right, it must have been his good friend Kim Dae-woo who told him.

After starting the engine and driving for a while, the tricycle started acting up again, making a "clack-clack-clack" sound all the way.

The woman cursed and kicked the front of the car.

I drove into the residential area and locked the car.

Ye Cheng was about to reach for the mountain of pots and pans.

"and many more."

Ji Lingfeng's magnetic and pleasant voice drifted from behind my head.

Immediately afterwards, a weight settled on my shoulder; an extra piece of clothing had been placed on me.

The woman reached out and caught it, still somewhat bewildered.

The man had taken off his coat at some point, slowly rolled up his sleeves to reveal his strong forearms, and then easily picked up the pile of kitchen utensils.

Ye Cheng glanced at him, full of doubt.

The man is acting strange today!

You might say he's being overly solicitous, but he also has this sour look on his face, like everyone owes him millions.

Back home, Ji Lingfeng silently began washing and cleaning in the kitchen.

"I'll do it, the kitchen will be flooded again if you keep doing this!"

Just as Ye Cheng was about to reach out, Ji Lingfeng coldly said, "Don't move."

The woman withdrew her hand again.

He was clearly trying to be friendly, but he was also fierce and unpredictable. Do men have periods too?

Looking at the man's sharply defined profile and his earnest yet clumsy demeanor, Ye Cheng chuckled.

What were you talking about with that guy just now?

Seeing the woman still smiling, Ji Lingfeng asked, his voice tinged with jealousy.

They could have packed up and gone home, but they lingered there, the handsome young man was very attractive, it seemed like they had endless topics to talk about.

Ye Cheng's smile faltered: "Just now? I was just chatting with Xiao Yu about the new project proposal I took over."

Lin Xiaoyu is studying advertising planning. She casually mentioned Renya's anniversary celebration plan earlier, and the two of them started chatting without realizing it.

Young people today have active minds and many creative ideas; who knows, they might give her some inspiration or ideas.

Ji Lingfeng gave a cold laugh.

Instead of consulting a seasoned business tycoon, you go and ask a clueless newbie.

In the business world, his words are worth a fortune, but in this woman's heart, they hold no weight whatsoever.

The humble man questioned himself inwardly while scrubbing the pot lid furiously.

The movement was too large, and water splashed onto the pot lid, soaking both of them.

Ye Cheng instinctively jumped away and wiped the water off her clothes.

The man's stingy expression looks suspiciously like he's jealous.

She couldn't help but ask, "Ji Lingfeng, are you jealous?"

Ji Lingfeng felt guilty, and the next second, his ears turned red.

"Jealous? Which eye of yours saw me being jealous?"

The volume suddenly increased, and there was a hint of excitement in it.

This perfectly illustrates the saying: the more guilty you are, the louder you shout.

Ye Cheng reached out and touched the man's reddened earlobe, smiling as she said, "I saw it with both eyes!"

"You're jealous of me and Lin Xiaoyu, aren't you? You looked like you were about to eat someone alive just now."

Ji Lingfeng's eyes darted away, but he still tried to put on a brave front:

"You're my wife in name only. Am I supposed to just stand by and watch you chat endlessly with other men?!"

After the man finished speaking, he frantically scrubbed the pot to cover up his embarrassment.

Water splashed out again, covering the ground.

Seeing Ji Lingfeng looking like a wronged little wife, Ye Cheng covered her mouth and chuckled.

This man is clearly jealous.

Recalling Kim Dae-woo's words, a surge of emotion welled up within me.

A stunningly handsome man is right next to you, and he's your rightful husband. It would be disrespectful not to flirt with him.

She raised her head and deliberately rested her chin on the man's shoulder in a coquettish manner.

He joked, "Then let me ask you, husband next door, why are you feeling sorry for your wife next door today?"

He makes breakfast in the morning, cleans the kitchen utensils at night, and even brings her painkillers. This man is just so stubborn!

Ji Lingfeng's body stiffened.

The woman's hair tickled his neck.

"Get away."

The man muttered a rebuke, but his actions betrayed his words.

He involuntarily squatted down a little to make the woman's chin more comfortable.

"I won't!" Ye Cheng retorted stubbornly.

Don't do it again and again.

The next second, without the slightest hesitation, the woman reached out and wrapped her arms around the man's waist.

His face naturally pressed against the broad, firm back.

The man's shirt was soaked.

The clothes clung tightly to her abdomen.

His taut abdominal muscles rippled slightly.

The warmth of her body penetrated through her thin clothes and reached straight to her heart.

This is a scene I've imagined so many times.

This is what they mean by "having audacity beyond belief"!

The woman was secretly delighted and hugged him even tighter.

Now, Ji Lingfeng's body stiffened even more, and he couldn't move his arm.

"Are you even letting people wash the pots?"

The man said it irritably, but he was secretly very pleased.

"Are you washing the pot? I think you're washing clothes."

Ye Cheng was so engrossed in her own world that she clung to the man like a leech.

His face still held an expression of unparalleled comfort and ease.

If I hold her for a little longer, she'll definitely fall asleep.

As Ji Lingfeng was held by the woman, a strange warmth surged through his body.

His Adam's apple bobbed twice, his lips twitched, and he said out of the blue, "Do you know how smelly you are? Smell yourself, you smell like oil!"

A bucket of cold water was poured over it.

The woman gritted her teeth and reluctantly slid off the man's back.

He lifted the collar of his clothes and smelled it, then smelled the sleeves.

It has a flavor.

After squatting at the tofu stall for so long, I've become desensitized to the smell.

This atmosphere is definitely a bit of a mood killer.

"Don't change the subject, you still haven't answered me!"

"If you don't answer, it's definitely because you're jealous, which means you like me!"

Ye Cheng continued to press the man relentlessly.

What a hypocritical scoundrel.

Ji Lingfeng blushed and after a long while said, "And you're still talking! Weren't you feeling unwell these past few days? You just love to cause trouble and make trouble for no reason..."

Worried that she would overwork herself, I helped her finish processing the stinky tofu as soon as possible so she could close up shop and rest. But instead, this woman went and chatted enthusiastically with a handsome young man.

He is his husband, and that is invisible to him.

I should never have paid attention to her!

Ye Cheng shook her arm.

"It's no big deal. I'm as strong as an ox. An ox plows the field for eight hours a day, but I can work eighteen hours a day!"

"Besides, I took painkillers before setting up my stall. If I slack off today, I'll lose more than 800 yuan!"

His face clearly showed his indifference.

"You value money that much?"

The man retorted irritably.

"Of course! Money isn't everything, but you can't do anything without it!"

Ye Cheng spoke with conviction.

"Besides, we're still living in Kim Dae-woo's house. What if he suddenly gets married one day and has to move out? Making money is the most urgent thing. And I'm not trying to become a rich person, I just want to achieve my small goal of making money to buy a house."

Ji Lingfeng paused, his lips twitched, and he hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

The Ji family's heirlooms are enough for her to buy several top-tier luxury homes in Shenzhen!

Women are really like oxen, riding their tricycles every day with boundless energy to sell stinky tofu at their stalls!