She went to the wrong table on a blind date and ended up getting married to a billionaire CEO.

The night was as dark as ink, and the Shen family's villa looked especially warm and inviting under the glittering starlight.

Shen Qingge returned to her familiar boudoir, where the princess-style decor made her feel as if she had stepped into a fairy tale world. Exquisite lace curtains hung on the walls, fluttering gently in the breeze, and the moonlight filtering through them cast a dreamy silver veil over the room.

A delicate crystal lamp sits on the bedside table, emitting a soft glow that makes the room feel warm and romantic.

Shen Qingge gently lay down on the soft bed. The mattress seemed to be carefully woven from clouds, perfectly conforming to the curves of her body and bringing her ultimate comfort.

She closed her eyes, enjoying the relaxation the bed provided, and her mind drifted back to the carefree and happy times she had spent at home over the years.

When she was little, she would always cling to her parents in a willful and spoiled manner, and her parents would always indulge her every request.

As she grew up, she lived her youth to the fullest, pursuing her dreams and freedom with abandon.

However, when she finally gained her freedom, she began to miss the days when she was cared for by her parents and the carefree happiness she felt.

But now, she has finally gotten married. Before the wedding, she struggled with the decision, but she was also filled with anticipation. She tried her best to convince herself to spend the rest of her life with Haize and create a home full of love and warmth together.

However, her dream was shattered right after the wedding.

Haize's indifference and mockery made her feel wronged and resentful like never before.

She was afraid to return to the Hai family villa, afraid to face that strange and terrifying demon.

She didn't know what Haize was thinking, nor why he wanted to marry her. Her heart was filled with doubt and fear, and uncertainty about the future.

Shen Qingge's thoughts were in turmoil, and she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

She imagined the scene at the Hai family villa, a huge villa where the cook and the driver lived in a side room.

Haize wasn't home; the house was empty, and she was all alone, surrounded by an unfamiliar atmosphere.

When Haize returned home, she didn't know how to interact with him, and an awkward and distant atmosphere always permeated the two of them.

She longed for the warmth of a home and the love of Haize, but reality always disappointed her.

Her heart was filled with melancholy and sorrow, and she felt lost and uneasy about the future. She didn't know how to face this marriage or how to face her future life.

I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. When I finally fell asleep, it felt like dawn was almost breaking before I drifted off to sleep with extreme unease.

When she woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

As usual, her parents did not wake her up.

She recalled how she had thrown a tantrum and argued with her parents because she wanted to sleep in and didn't want to have breakfast with them.

Since then, she hasn't gotten up at the restaurant.

Her mother stopped calling her. She just left food for her.

She got up, and her parents went out for a walk.

The housekeeper thoughtfully heated up her meal, and she sat in the sunlight to eat.

She felt no appetite, but later, Haize came to pick her up.

But she felt no anticipation for her wedding; all she felt was endless anxiety and unease.

Meanwhile, Haize had just woken up in his lover's villa.

He sat on his lover's bed, looking at his sleeping lover beside him, and a feeling of warmth and contentment welled up in his heart.

My lover's skin is smooth and delicate, like the finest silk, soft and comfortable to the touch.

Her figure was curvaceous and shapely, perfectly matching Haize's aesthetic.

Haze gently stroked his lover's body, savoring the alluring fragrance emanating from her, his heart filled with pleasure and relaxation.

It's a kind of pleasure that comes from satisfaction.

Over the years, although he has never had a girlfriend in a legitimate capacity, he has had a constant stream of women in his private life.

This woman was the only one who stayed by his side the whole time, and he couldn't bear to let her go.

She was always well-behaved and sensible, never competing or fighting for anything.

They don't rush me if they don't come, but I'm overjoyed when they do.

More importantly, their bodies were so in sync.

He couldn't bear to lose it all.

So even though he knew it was impossible for him to marry her and stay with her forever, he continued to support her.

He had expectations for marrying Shen Qingge, after all, she was a woman he had loved.

So I haven't been here for a while.

But he never expected his marriage to fall apart so quickly.

On their wedding night, he couldn't stand that woman anymore. Looking at her expression, so pure and chaste, filled him with rejection and resistance.

The thought that she had another man in her heart.

Haize couldn't stand it.

He wanted to return it all. He also wanted her to experience the self-doubt that follows rejection and indifference.

So the thought of picking up Shen Qingge from his lover's villa after he had satisfied himself gave him a slightly wicked sense of pleasure.

The lover slowly opened her eyes, looking at Haize with eyes full of tenderness and affection.

The first rays of morning sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the bed, casting a soft golden glow on the woman's face.

Her long, jet-black hair was casually scattered on the pillow, flowing like a waterfall, creating a striking contrast with her snow-white skin.

Her eyes seemed to hold spring water, their shimmering light filled with tenderness and longing, and a sly, alluring smile played on her lips.

Her fingers lightly traced the sheets, leaving faint marks.

Haize was aroused by his lover's actions and couldn't help but move closer to her. The distance between them grew closer and closer until they could almost feel each other's breath and heartbeat.

Suddenly, her lover's fingers moved away from the sheets and gently caressed Haize's cheek. Her fingertips were slightly cool, but they ignited a raging fire in Haize's heart.

She gently traced Haize's lips with her finger, as if testing his limits, or perhaps silently expressing her desire.

Unable to suppress his desire any longer, Haize suddenly pinned his lover down, and the two rolled into a ball. The sheets were pulled back, revealing his lover's flawless body.

Beautiful music echoed in the room.

The two rolled and entangled on the bed, their bodies pressed tightly together as if they were about to become one.

In this gentle haven, the two forgot all their worries and constraints.

It was as if the whole world had shrunk down to just the two of them and that endless joy.

So much so that even on his way to the Shen family villa, Haize still felt happy and surrounded by the beauty of spring.

Thinking of Shen Qingge's complicated expression yesterday, how she cooperated with his display of affection but was absent-minded from time to time, he felt a secret sense of satisfaction.

This game is awesome.

He wanted everyone to know that Haize was Shen Qingge's "perfect husband," so that Shen Qingge would have to bear all the bitterness.