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

"Fine, I'll rehearse another 'good man' demonstration for you guys." Yu Yuetong pouted, her annoyance immediately bearing fruit.

"Do you really think this is the right time to make such a joke?" The veins on Qin Reng's forehead twitched almost imperceptibly, his suppressed anger tinged with a sense of urgency.

"Alright, listen to me. The old man should give us a chance." Yu Yuetong smiled smugly, but her eyes held a mischievous glint. "I'll think of another idea that might make him arrogant!"

Just then, Old Master Qin's voice rang out again: "Do you two really think I would be interested in such petty tricks?" He slowly straightened up, exuding immense authority.

Seeing that Old Master Qin's anger hadn't subsided, Yu Yuetong secretly felt smug. The sterner the old man was, the more she wanted to show her rebelliousness, the more she wanted to provoke that high and mighty authority figure. Wasn't this scene just a power game? As long as she played the "porcupine," she could keep her position. She bit her lower lip lightly, looked up, and laughed heartily: "Old Master, I am just that fearless, snobbish, and ruthless. Besides, the grandson you want can't disappoint you."

Upon hearing this, the old man gave a cold laugh, his sharp gaze almost piercing her head, like the scrutiny of prey. Qin Reng's hand tightened slightly, as if he wanted to pull her back: "Don't play with fire!"

"Playing with fire? I haven't felt like I'm burning yet." Yu Yuetong feigned innocence, but in her heart, she was thinking of using this opportunity to restrain this high and mighty old man. She forcefully tugged at the hem of her silk skirt, seemingly preparing to retreat from the minefield. However, her natural naiveté made the complicated situation seem comical.

Qin Yu felt a surge of nausea. He was forced into marriage with such a spoiled and willful woman, and he felt both annoyed and helpless. He clenched his fists, trying to suppress his frustration. But this mischievous little woman was like a nimble sparrow, making him grit his teeth in anger, yet he was powerless to do anything about it.

"Yu Yuetong, you'd better remember your identity right now," Qin Yu said coldly, his voice low but carrying a warning that was about to explode.

"Oh?" Yu Yuetong raised a disdainful smile, and a subtle tug-of-war was formed between her, the old man, and him. She tilted her head playfully and curled the corners of her mouth slightly: "That serious? I thought you would encourage me to become popular again."

"This girl, she really doesn't know her place," the old man muttered softly, seemingly trying to hide his anger. However, Yu Yuetong's behavior clearly surprised him slightly, even perplexed him. She really was a troublemaker; after all, she had such a brilliant mind.

"Give me a stern apology!" The old man slammed his fist on the table in anger, his gaze sharp as a knife, and the air around him seemed to instantly become heavy.

"A self-criticism? Grandpa, you must be joking!" Yu Yuetong widened her eyes dramatically, feigning naivety: "I did nothing wrong! You're sick, and you want me to give you a 'prenatal education course'!"

Ji Momo couldn't help but giggle, then quickly lowered her voice, not daring to speak carelessly in this powder keg-like situation. Her tactless remark had backfired; being drawn to her subtle, opportunistic comment at this crucial moment had only stirred up a discordant ripple. The old man's face grew increasingly grim, and the atmosphere around them seemed to have become even more tense.

"This girl is really crazy," Qin Yu thought to himself, though a hint of reluctance lingered in his voice. He glanced at Yu Yuetong from time to time, a surge of tenderness unexpectedly welling up inside him. His mother had repeatedly urged him to take good care of that mischievous girl, but little did she know that her mischief had only aroused his unusual attention.

"Let's not talk about having children anymore," Qin Yu finally said, his voice unusually calm, but his eyes as cold as if they were carved by a knife.

"What? You've already angered me?" Yu Yuetong couldn't help but curl her lips slightly, snapped her fingers, and hooked her finger: "You think you can subdue me with just a little bit of authority? Today, I will definitely win."

"I really have to take you away, lest you really lose all sense of decency." Qin Yu slowly approached, his tone revealing a hint of seriousness, his uncontrollable low voice so close that it pierced her heart.

"Come on, give me a clean and decisive one!" Yu Yuetong raised her eyebrows with increasing disdain. In that playful moment, a hint of amusement and mockery flashed in her eyes, as if it were just a game.

"What a joke." Ji Momo smiled bitterly to herself from the shadows. Although the old man had a powerful aura, the two enemies in front of her had a strange attraction to each other, which seemed to push the current situation to an even more acute point.

She withdrew her gaze, already planning to create her own opportunity. She really wanted to put on a seemingly absurd show, even with this pair of bickering lovers in the background.

Old Master Qin narrowed his eyes, exuding a stern aura, already prepared for any eventuality.

Under the old man's imposing presence, Yu Yuetong felt a certain fear. This old man was not only Qin Yu's grandfather, but also the one who wielded real power and could truly influence the entire Qin family. The deafening sound of him slamming his hand on the table was like thunder, reflecting his anger and oppressive aura at that moment.

"If it weren't for the old lady's sake, I wouldn't want to be with a troublemaker like you." Qin Yu couldn't suppress his anger, his tone revealing a hint of coldness. He was also a little puzzled as to who this new "wife" was, that she could be so relaxed and at ease in this situation.

"Thank you for caring about me! I have no interest in all that heavy and oppressive stuff with you!" Yu Yuetong replied with a smile, not holding back at all. She then lightly flicked her hair with her index finger, her posture elegant, like a lively little bird. Seeing the anger flashing in her eyes, Qin Yu was at a loss for what to do.

The old man frowned and said sternly, "Have you forgotten your identity?!" Indeed, as the grandson of the Qin family patriarch, Qin Yu's identity undoubtedly gave this rebellious young woman a touch of refinement, but it also made the old man very uneasy.

"Does status matter? I'm just someone who threw away your keys, helping my husband get around unimpeded." Yu Yuetong smiled, seemingly casual, but her words were not to be underestimated. Her voice was as melodious as a clear spring, carrying a hint of provocation.

"You completely misunderstand your situation." Qin Yu stood with his hands in his pockets, his gaze resolute. He always presented himself as a cold and domineering figure, and no one dared to show him such disdain in this way, which made him feel a sense of relief mixed with inexplicable anger.

"It seems I'm the only one who understands what I'm doing." Yu Yuetong spoke each word with a mocking tone, making her emotions even more unpredictable.

The old man's face grew increasingly grim, and the tension between the two young people escalated. He muttered to himself, "This girl is indeed not simple; she's not someone to be trifled with." At that moment, the old man slammed his hand on the table, as if forcing the two to shut their mouths.