The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

"Xiao Zheng, the master just called and told you not to go to school today because there are reporters all over the door!"

Nie Zheng nodded woodenly, as if he was sleepwalking.

In the evening, Chong Yixing came with Grandpa Chong.

Ever since Nie Zheng was adopted, Grandpa Chong had never smiled at her. But this time, Grandpa Chong seemed to have his funny bone touched and smiled so brilliantly.

He held Nie Zheng's hand and said, "Xiao Zheng, from now on you will be my Chongqishan's granddaughter. The car is outside and the reporters are waiting for us."

It's time to come.

The Chong family had already prepared a press conference. When the time comes, as long as Nie Zheng stands in front of the camera and personally acknowledges her identity as the inheritor of Tangxiang, and then stages an act of being "as close as a family" with the Chong family, her purpose as the Chong family's "mascot" will be achieved.

"Let's go, Jianzhi is still waiting for you."

"Brother is also here?"

"Of course. How could he be absent from such an important occasion?"

Chong Yixing smiled at Nie Zheng, but the smile seemed fake and made people feel uncomfortable.

"Xiao Zheng, Jianzhi has given the overseas project to Jiansen. I plan to hand over all the upstream and midstream businesses of Chongshi Daily Chemicals in the mainland to him. If you don't show up today, it will be difficult for him to carry out subsequent projects."

Nie Zheng was shocked. Only then did she realize why Chong Jianzhi had been in such a miserable state some time ago.

"Xiao Zheng, don't you want to get rid of your current life? As long as you go to the press conference, you can do whatever you want in the Chong family and study wherever you want!"

Chong Yixing had indeed done his homework and even knew that Chong Jianzhi had forced him to study abroad.

She thought about it again and again, knowing that she was going to be a puppet, but she had no choice.

"……I go."

When she arrived at the scene, she saw Chong Jianzhi, who was sitting in front of the camera with an indifferent expression.

Their eyes met for a moment, and this time Chong Jianzhi was the first to look away.

"Nie Zheng is not only the inheritor of Tang incense, but also a child adopted by my mother more than ten years ago. She is my... dearest sister. In the future, she will also help Chongshi to make good incense and continue to pass on Tang incense."

In full view of everyone, Chong Jianzhi held Nie Zheng's hand. It was a natural gesture for a brother to treat his sister.

Nie Zheng's mood was extremely complicated.

Does this mean that from now on, they can only be brother and sister?

At this time, Chong Jiansen, who was sitting aside and watching the fun, grabbed the microphone: "Xiao Zheng is so pitiful! She grew up in an orphanage, with poor food and clothes. My uncle and aunt took her in because they felt sorry for her. My uncle and aunt are very loving, and they are very good to cats and dogs..."

Chong Jiansen compared Nie Zheng to a stray cat and dog, clearly trying to embarrass her.

Chong Jianzhi, however, acted as if he heard nothing and remained expressionless throughout.

Throughout the entire press conference, Chong Jiansen was almost at full throttle, constantly making things difficult for her, but Chong Jianzhi just listened quietly the whole time, not defending her at all.

Nie Zheng's heart became more and more depressed. What qualifications did she have to ask him to protect her? After all, their Chong family was a family.

After the reception, Nie Zheng immediately stood up, wanting to leave the place as quickly as possible.

She didn't see that in the backstage, Chong Jianzhi knocked Chong Jiansen to the ground with one punch.

"Why are you crazy?"

Chong Jianzhi flexed his wrist, the anger in his eyes lingering for a long time: "You can't speak human language, you should be taught a lesson."

After that day, Chong Jianzhi seemed like a different person.

He, who was originally ambitious, became decadent and depressed, and stayed at home every day raising fish and watching the news.

Chong Jianzhi used to be very busy with work and was away from home every day, but now he appears at the dining table on time every day and has breakfast with Nie Zheng.

Nie Zheng was under a lot of pressure from studying and had no appetite, so Chong Jianzhi stared at the food on her plate and insisted that she finish it all before letting her go to school.

At first, Nie Zheng could still barely finish her meal, but in the next few days, she was too anxious and her stomach seemed to be under stress, and she felt like vomiting no matter what she ate.

The next morning, when Nie Zheng just arrived at the dining room, she thought she was dreaming. The figure busy in the kitchen she saw was not Aunt Wang, but... Chong Jianzhi?

The domineering president who was so powerful a week ago is now wearing an apron and flipping eggs in a frying pan.

The apron made him look funny against his 1.80-meter height.

Nie Zheng couldn't help laughing.

"Auntie Wang has something to do in the morning, so she's asked for leave." Chong Jianzhi said in a stiff tone.

Two plates of breakfast, one for each person.

Nie Zheng took a bite. The half-cooked poached egg was added with sugar, and the tender egg liquid flowed out. The familiar taste made her nose suddenly sour.

This is the taste of her mother. When her parents were still alive, she liked the poached eggs made by her mother the most. Because sugar was added, the taste was very unique.

Wang Ma doesn’t know the secret, so it never tastes quite right.

Looking up, she asked Chong Jianzhi who was slowly cutting a sandwich: "Did you make this especially for me?"

Chong Jianzhi didn't even raise his head and said lightly: "By the way."

Nie Zheng smiled, because she knew her brother didn't like fried eggs with sugar.

At this time, a glass of juice appeared in front of her again.

"Drinked."

It's her favorite cucumber juice.

After the meal, Nie Zheng no longer felt nauseous, as her stomach immediately obeyed her.

"Give me the plate!"

Chong Jianzhi stood up and took the plate.

Looking at his back as he washed dishes in the kitchen, Nie Zheng felt incredible. Was this still the domineering president Chong Jianzhi that she knew?

He is almost evolving into a perfect husband!

When I got home from school in the evening, there were several uninvited guests.

Mr. Chong, Chong Yixing, and Chong Jiansen were all there, and the originally spacious sofa actually felt a bit crowded.

There was also a middle-aged woman sitting on the small sofa at the side, whom Nie Zheng had never seen before.

"Xiao Zheng, have you ever come into contact with incense before?"

Before Nie Zheng could answer, she saw Chong Jianzhi coming down from upstairs. He was wearing home clothes, had an untidy beard, and looked indescribably... depressed.

It wasn't like this in the morning, but it became so gloomy in just one day?

"Xiao Zheng?"

Grandpa Chong's call brought Nie Zheng back to reality. After her parents passed away, Chong Jianzhi had always forbade her to touch incense. In front of Chong Jianzhi, Nie Zheng didn't know how to answer.

She hesitated and then shook her head.

"What a pity! How could a child of the Tang family not understand incense? Fortunately, it's not too late now. Grandpa has hired Teacher Jian from the incense shop for you. She won the runner-up in the National Top Ten Perfume Makers Competition last year! You will definitely improve quickly if you learn from her!"

Finally, she can learn incense openly, but Nie Zheng looks at the "gloomy and decadent" Chong Jianzhi next to her with uncertainty. Will he agree?

However, Chong Jianzhi did not interfere and remained silent.

"It's decided. Teacher Jian will come to teach you every Sunday. I know you are under a lot of pressure because of the college entrance examination, but you are the last heir of the Tang family, so you can't delay learning incense."

Nie Zheng thought she would be very happy, but she was not. She felt like something was pulling at her heart.