After swapping bodies, I became a domineering CEO in a melodramatic novel.

"You seemed to be having a good chat with him," Qin Reng said in a low voice, tinged with displeasure.

"I was just responding politely," Yu Yuetong retorted, though a vague unease lingered in her heart.

"Politeness? He's not a simple person." Qin Reng's tone was wary, as if he were reminding her of something.

"I know." Yu Yuetong wanted to refute, but didn't know what to say.

Suddenly realizing something, she covered her nose and laughed, saying, "Why do I smell something sour? Has someone's jealousy gotten out of control?"

"You two seemed to be having such a good time, of course I'd overthink it," Qin Reng said coldly, turning to walk towards a nearby table, seemingly wanting to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

Yu Yuetong watched his retreating figure, feeling a sense of helplessness.

She knew Qin Reng's personality, and the more he acted this way, the more powerless she felt.

Just as she was lost in thought, some wealthy wives saw her and rushed forward to curry favor with her.

"Miss Yu, you look absolutely stunning tonight!" A lady smiled radiantly, her eyes sparkling with envy.

"Thank you." Yu Yuetong forced a smile, but she didn't like this insincere interaction.

"I heard you've been busy with the Qin family's affairs lately. You must be working so hard," another woman added, her tone revealing a hint of deliberate concern.

"It's alright, I'm used to it." Yu Yuetong tried to appear relaxed, but she felt a vague unease in her heart.

"If you need any help, just let me know." Their concern made Yu Yuetong feel a bit annoyed, and she secretly prayed that this boring conversation would end soon.

After quickly ending the conversation, Yu Yuetong felt the atmosphere was a bit stuffy with so many people, so she took a glass of red wine to the balcony and drank it while getting some fresh air.

Just then, the balcony door was pushed open, and Mo Qingcheng walked in with a gentle smile on his face.

"Miss Yu, why are you here alone? Where is President Qin?"

"I came out for some fresh air." Yu Yuetong forced a smile, but was secretly on guard.

"Would you like to go to the back garden for a chat?" Mo Qingcheng's gaze roamed over her, as if scrutinizing every detail of her.

Yu Yuetong hesitated for a moment, feeling unwilling but having no reason to refuse, so she could only nod in agreement.

She followed Mo Qingcheng toward the back garden, but a vague unease lingered in her heart.

"How have you been lately?" Mo Qingcheng asked as they walked, his tone full of concern.

"It's alright, I'm busy with work." Yu Yuetong tried to appear relaxed, but in her heart she was pondering his true intentions.

Just then, Ji Momo, who was hiding on the balcony, looked up and happened to see this scene. Suddenly, she quickly took out her phone and took a picture of it all.

A sinister smile curled at the corner of her lips, and she felt secretly pleased with herself.

"Qin Reng will definitely be jealous now," she muttered to herself, secretly anticipating the drama that was about to unfold.

Meanwhile, Qin Reng was drinking at the table, but his heart was far from calm.

His gaze kept drifting towards the balcony, a sense of unease creeping into his heart. Just as he was about to go back, his phone rang; a message from Ji Momo made his heart tighten.

"Your girlfriend and Mo Qingcheng are having a great time chatting in the back garden," Ji Momo said with a hint of provocation.

Qin Reng's face instantly darkened, and a surge of anger rose within him.

He slammed the wine glass on the table, turned and walked toward the balcony, secretly vowing to let Yu Yuetong know how jealous he was.

The atmosphere on the bus grew increasingly tense.

She tried to break the silence with a lighthearted tone, but Qin Reng's face grew increasingly gloomy, as if dark clouds were pressing down on him.

Her voice echoed in the car, tinged with unease: "What's wrong?"

"What do you mean, 'what's wrong'? You and Mo Qingcheng were chatting so happily, and you're asking me what's wrong?" Qin Reng was burning with anger, and the atmosphere in the car was like a powder keg about to explode.

His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white, as if he wanted to crush the car.

Yu Yuetong sat in the passenger seat, feeling uneasy, and tried to break the tension with a relaxed tone.

"You really don't need to be so angry. Mo Qingcheng and I were just having a chat." Her voice trembled slightly as she tried to appear calm.

"Talk? Do you think I'd believe that?" Qin Reng's tone was disdainful, his eyes sharp as knives, fixed on Yu Yuetong. She could feel his intense possessiveness, and a complex mix of emotions surged within her.

"I was just being polite!" Yu Yuetong's voice rose a few decibels, a wave of grievance washing over her. Her hands unconsciously tightened around the hem of her skirt, her fingertips almost tearing the fabric.

"You don't trust me at all!"

She retorted angrily, her eyes meeting Qin Reng's, sparks flying, as if the air itself was thick with tension.

"I trust you, but I don't trust him!" Qin Reng's voice grew increasingly agitated, and the atmosphere inside the car became more and more tense, as if it could explode at any moment.

Just then, a black sedan suddenly darted out from the side and came straight at them.

Qin Reng's heart tightened, and he suddenly turned the steering wheel, causing the car to shake violently on the road and almost lose control.

"Hurry! Hold on tight!" Qin Reng's voice was urgency-filled, and his eyes flashed with vigilance.

"Am...am I going to die?"

Yu Yuetong felt a surge of panic. She gripped the seatbelt tightly, her body involuntarily leaning forward as if she were about to meet her death.

Seeing that something bad was about to happen, Qin Reng took a deep breath, his anger and fear clashing. In that instant, all he wanted to do was protect Yu Yuetong!

At the moment the huge impact rang out, he decisively swerved to the side, forcefully avoiding the danger and stabilizing the vehicle.

However, Qin Reng's expression remained gloomy, seemingly unaffected by the recent close call.

"Are you alright?" Qin Reng's voice was full of concern, his gaze fixed on Yu Yuetong.

"I...I'm fine." Yu Yuetong's voice trembled slightly, and a sense of relief welled up in her heart.

"We need to get out of here quickly." Qin Reng's voice was urgent, and his eyes flickered with unease.

He took Yu Yuetong's hand, quickly led her out of the car, and ran towards a crowded area.

Just then, Ji Momo stepped out from the crowd, a sinister smile playing on her lips, her eyes fixed on them like a hawk's. She was secretly pleased with herself, holding her phone, ready to record the scene.

"Did you see the message I sent? Qin Reng, your wife's relationship with Mo Qingcheng is really not simple." Ji Momo's voice was provocative, as if she was deliberately stirring up trouble.

Yu Yuetong's heart tightened, sensing an uneasy atmosphere.

She turned her head and met Qin Reng's gaze, a surge of complex emotions welling up inside her.

"Do you think I would believe you?" Qin Reng's face was gloomy, his voice firm, and his eyes piercing.

"I didn't have anything with him!" Yu Yuetong hurriedly defended herself, feeling flustered.