The day my remarriage was rejected, I got married to a billionaire CEO

The moment the door closed, Ke Yongxin's tears burst out.

When he arrived at the underground parking lot, he opened the car door, leaned over the steering wheel, and burst into tears.

A few minutes later, he raised his head, wiped his tears, adjusted his mood, and prepared to send a message to Xiaoyu.

He took out his cell phone and found several missed calls from his wife, Mrs. Ke. He didn't even know when his cell phone was muted.

Even if he had heard it just now, he probably wouldn't have dared to answer it. If Mrs. Ke knew that he was hiding and crying, she would probably laugh at him, right? The most important thing was that he couldn't tell the reason for crying.

He didn't know where to start, and besides, once he started, he would expose his identity as the eldest son of the Ke family.

As soon as he opened WeChat, he saw Xiaoyu's message:

"Ke Yongxin, why don't you answer the phone?"

"Ke Yongxin, answer the phone!"

"Ke Yongxin, where are you going so late?"

"Ke Yongxin, are you okay?"

"Boss, don't make me worry. We should at least report where we go, right? After all, we are a married couple with a marriage certificate."

As he watched, his mood gradually improved. In just over ten minutes, he received three missed calls and four messages. Who said that his wife Ke didn't have him in her heart?

"It's okay. I'll be back soon. I'll tell you when I get back."

After replying the message, he took out two sheets of paper from the box, turned on the lights in the car, and carefully wiped the tears from his face in the mirror.

I got out of the car, stood there for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and prepared to walk to the riverside. After I calmed down, I said hello to the person in charge of Jingyuan.

In late January, the night wind in Shenzhen was chilly. The wind blew into his neck from his collar. He shivered, quickly tightened his coat, rubbed his hands, walked quickly to the bottom of the bridge, and then turned back.

After calming down, he looked around. It was almost ten o'clock, and there was still someone jogging by the river.

Seeing that person running away, he took out his cell phone and called Uncle Liu. Yes, that's right, it was Uncle Liu, the Uncle Liu who helped him deliver flowers to Longwan.

Uncle Liu manages Jingyuan. Sometimes he is at the Ke family villa, and sometimes he is at Jingyuan. Some of the flowers on their balcony were moved from Jingyuan by Uncle Liu.

The phone rang for a long time before Uncle Liu picked up the phone.

"Uncle Liu, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep. Are you sleeping in Jingyuan tonight?"

"Yes, young master, you called me so late, what do you want me to do?" Uncle Liu asked with sleepy eyes and yawn.

Jingyuan has always been crowded with tourists, especially on weekends and holidays. At this time, Uncle Liu is usually there.

"Tomorrow morning, I will take your eldest young lady and her family to Jingyuan for fun. Say hello to the staff who know me, and pretend not to know me tomorrow."

"Okay, young master."

"Don't let anything slip. Just treat me as an ordinary tourist and charge me what you think is appropriate," he reminded me again and again.

"Okay, Master, it's too late today. I will make sure to notify everyone tomorrow morning."

After hanging up the phone, his mood had completely calmed down, and he walked towards home with brisk steps.

When I opened the door, the lights in the living room were off, but the night light was on in the hallway. The lights in Xiaohan's room were still on, but the door to Duoduo's room was closed.

He gently pushed open the little one's bedroom door, and the child's face was faintly visible in the darkness. The moment his lips touched Duoduo's soft and warm face, he felt extremely satisfied and at peace.

He tucked the quilt for the little one, quietly left the room, closed the door gently, and turned to walk to the door of the master bedroom.

The light in the master bedroom was not on. He gently pushed open the door and saw that the person on the bed was motionless, probably asleep.

He tiptoed into the bathroom, washed up, and then tiptoed out and got into bed. He saw Xiaoyu lying on her side with her back to him.

"Mrs. Ke, are you asleep?" He leaned close to her ear and asked softly.

When he didn't hear a response from her, he gently hugged her from behind.

"How can the employees sleep if the boss doesn't come back?" she said slowly in the darkness.

"So Mrs. Ke has been waiting for me to come home?" he said with some emotion.

"Wait for you to explain it to me." She said slowly again.

"Mrs. Ke is really worried about me?"

"Of course I'm worried. If anything happens to the boss, my mother and I will be homeless again, and I will lose my job." Xiaoyu's voice was still as usual.

"Is that really all?" He put his face against her hair and stroked it gently.

"Mr. Ke, explain quickly. Then we can go to sleep. We still have to go out and play tomorrow." Perhaps her mood was stirred by his caress, and her voice became noticeably gentle.

"The company leader urgently needs a document, so I went to give it to him." He lied.

"You should have told me before you left. Why did you make me wait until now? Don't do this again in the future. Go to sleep."

After saying that, she moved towards the bed, trying to break free from the hands that were hugging her.

He moved closer to her relentlessly, hugging her tightly and not letting go.

"The fat on your belly must feel very comfortable to touch, right?" He rubbed her belly through her cotton pajamas.

"You're asking even though you already know the answer. It's not like you've never been fat before." She continued to move towards the bed, trying to distance herself from him.

"The flesh of men and women should feel different. How about we switch and touch their bellies?" There was a hint of childishness in his tone.

"I won't touch. I dare not touch the body of a young man like Huanghua. I am afraid that I cannot take responsibility at that time." She moved a little further away.

"I don't want you to be responsible, just touch it and try." He leaned over again and said coquettishly.

"No touching, just sleep," she insisted, moving further out.

"Wife, I want to touch. I have never touched a woman's body before. Just let me touch your belly. I will only touch your belly and do nothing else." He leaned behind her and said softly.

"Ke Yongxin, is there something wrong with your brain? What's so good about touching a fat woman's belly? It's just a pile of fat, so ugly. I'm afraid it will scare you." She said angrily.

She moved forward again, and heard a "thump", and she and the quilt fell under the bed.

"Wife, wife, I'm sorry, I don't want to touch you anymore, please come up." He turned over and jumped off the bed, and directly carried the person on the ground onto the bed.

Oh my god, it’s really heavy.

"Did you sprain your waist?" She chuckled.

"Go to sleep, dear. I'll let you touch me when I'm thinner." She patted his arm.

“Wife, let’s go transfer the house to your name on Monday? That way you won’t have to think about being homeless again,” he whispered.

"Go to sleep, we'll talk later." She said softly, feeling warm inside.

He seemed to suddenly understand why she didn't let him touch him. He lay back in his own quilt, and they both fell asleep quickly.