The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

When we went downstairs, the engagement ceremony was over.

After Chong Jianzhi received a phone call, he handed Nie Zheng to Richard and left without looking back.

After this departure, it was several days later that I saw Chong Jianzhi again.

During this time, he called and asked Wang Ma to find the white file on the study desk and someone would come to pick it up later.

Aunt Wang was frying fish in the kitchen, so she asked Nie Zheng to help look for it. When she saw the words "Lin" on the envelope, she thought of Chong Jiansen's fiancée Lin Meiyan. It was clearly sent by a private detective. Was Chong Jianzhi investigating the Lin family?

Nie Zheng's mind was full of questions, but she didn't think much about it.

That night, Nie Zheng sat at her desk and did her exam papers. The questions were particularly difficult and she became increasingly irritated. So she lit the soul-soothing incense that she had originally intended for Chong Jianzhi and added a hint of orange scent out of selfishness. The smell was neither fish nor fowl, but somewhat pleasant.

After a long time, I heard the faint sound of a door opening downstairs.

Nie Zheng stopped writing and listened carefully to make sure that this was not an illusion.

Chong Jianzhi is back.

Just come back, what does this have to do with her?

Nie Zheng was wary of her excessive concern. She and Chong gradually realized that this was not the right thing to do. All the kindness shown by the other party during this period might have been just an illusion... that's all.

Until the door handle was turned and the bedroom door opened.

Nie Zheng did not stop working on the problem. As if she had some kind of sense, her back suddenly felt hot. A pair of eyes fell on her with warmth, and she became a fish being roasted on fire.

"What are you doing?"

Chong Jianzhi's voice came from behind, a little hoarse and a little turbid. Nie Zheng knew in her heart that he was drunk.

Looking back, I saw him leaning against the wall, his hands on his shoulders, looking straight ahead, his eyes had long lost focus.

When drunk, Chong Jianzhi was less aggressive than usual.

"I'm doing a test."

"You're frowning, can't solve the problem?"

As he spoke, he walked over, moved a chair, sat next to her, took her test paper, and began to read it: "Which question do you not understand? I'll teach you."

Nie Zheng couldn't believe it: "Are you sure?"

"My college entrance exam score was 676."

"Okay..." Nie Zheng pointed to a big question on the test paper, "I don't know how to do this."

Chong Jianzhi glanced down, then picked up a pen from the table and began to calculate.

He solved a 20-point question in less than five minutes.

"It's so simple, you don't even know it?"

His Versailles tone is a bit irritating.

"...Not everyone is like you, with an IQ of 190."

Chong Jianzhi nodded, agreeing: "I remember your IQ is only 130."

Only...130.

Nie Zheng was so angry that her cheeks looked like puffer fish.

Chong Jianzhi suddenly sneered and poked her cheek with his finger. His eyes twinkled so brightly that Nie Zheng's heart skipped a beat.

The drunk Chong Jianzhi felt an inexplicable attraction and wanted to get closer to her.

In fact, when she came back to her senses, Chong Jianzhi's face was already close to her, just a stone's throw away.

“Zheng Zheng…”

His rustling call made her heart beat wildly. His eyes gradually became hot and fell on her lips, as if they were on fire. She closed her eyes nervously.

But the imagined kiss did not come, and the next second, she heard the sound of the bathroom door being locked.

Chong Jianzhi ran into the bathroom and vomited.

Nie Zheng was still in shock. She patted her face and couldn't believe it. She was actually looking forward to the kiss just now.

Crazy, she is really crazy!

That's her brother...

A few minutes later, Chong Jianzhi finally came out of the bathroom. He leaned against the wall, his expressionless face not showing indifference, but... dullness.

"Brother, are you okay?" Nie Zheng hurried to support him, but his body went limp and all his weight fell on her.

"You're really rude..." Nie Zheng held Chong Jianzhi's shoulders with difficulty, "Let me help you go back to your room to rest."

"Need not."

Chong Jianzhi waved his hand, walked straight to the bed and lay down.

Nie Zheng was dumbfounded: "This is my room."

But Chong Jianzhi ignored him, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and soon he could hear a light snoring sound.

Already... asleep?

"Brother, go back to your room and sleep."

Nie Zheng tried to help Chong Jianzhi up, but he refused to cooperate. When she pulled him forward, he leaned back. Finally, when Nie Zheng let go, he fell back onto the bed.

Forget it, I'll give him the bed tonight.

Knowing that Chong Jianzhi had mysophobia, Nie Zheng could only stretch out her arm and help him take off his shirt that was stained with vomit.

After taking off her clothes, she was about to get up and cover him with the quilt when suddenly a big hand grabbed her waist, pulled her over, and she fell into his arms, with her whole face buried in his neck.

"Don't go!"

The scent of his mature masculinity filled her nose, and her heart began beating wildly again.

wrong!

She sniffed gently, and sniffed again.

Why does he smell like a woman's perfume?

The smell was very faint, and if she hadn't been too close to Chong Jianzhi, she wouldn't have been able to smell it at all.

The fact that Nie Zheng had been ignoring finally came before her.

Over the years, Chong Jianzhi seems to have never had a girlfriend.

He is almost thirty years old, has a prominent family background, is handsome, and has countless women around him. Just like Cora, they are full of admiration for Chong Jianzhi, and as long as Chong Jianzhi beckons, they are willing to do anything for him.

But Chong Jianzhi has always been alone, at least Nie Zheng has never seen him with a female companion.

This subtle scent of perfume made Nie Zheng suddenly realize that Chong Jianzhi was already old enough to have a girlfriend, or even get married and have children...

At this time, Chong Jianzhi muttered something in his sleep, interrupting her thoughts.

She leaned in closer to listen carefully, and Chong Jianzhi actually called out "Zheng Zheng" softly in her ear.

Nie Zheng was stunned and felt so tense as if someone had pressed her acupoints, unable to move.

Did he dream about her?

Being too close, Nie Zheng's eyes unconsciously traced every feature of his face, from his deep eyebrows to his high nose bridge, all the way to his rolling Adam's apple...

She was inexplicably obsessed, which was not a good thing, so she quickly struggled to get up and put a safe distance between herself and him.

Nie Zheng, he is your brother, he does not belong to you...

After regaining consciousness, Nie Zheng covered Chong Jianzhi with a quilt and went to the living room to sleep for the night.

When he woke up from his hangover, Chong Jianzhi found himself in Nie Zheng's room.

Looking around, he made sure he was the only one in the room. Fragments of memory flooded back into his mind. He vaguely remembered lying drunkenly on Nie Zheng's bed last night. Originally, Nie Zheng was in his arms, but then...

What happened later?

Chong Jianzhi couldn't remember it anymore.

He went downstairs to find Nie Zheng. She was sleeping on the sofa in the living room, curled up like a hibernating pupae.

Walking closer, he picked up the fallen blanket from under the sofa and gently covered her with it.

The action was gentle enough, but Nie Zheng still woke up.

Nie Zheng groaned twice, stretched, and called out "Brother" in a daze.

"Why are you sleeping here?"

Chong Jianzhi brushed away the hair on her face and gently patted her face with the back of his hand. His action was so gentle that he didn't even realize it.

Nie Zheng's big eyes blinked a few times, and she woke up instantly and jumped up from the sofa.

"You drank too much last night."

"Ah."

Nie Zheng knew that she shouldn't meddle in other people's business, but the moment Chong Jianzhi's eyes met hers, Nie Zheng somehow blurted out what was in her mind.

"Who did you drink with last night?"

She tried her best to hide her inappropriate emotions. Something like possessiveness... towards Chong Jianzhi, Nie Zheng thought, I shouldn't have had it.