The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

The skin that was touched felt like it was on fire. Nie Zheng woke up from her sleep in a daze and found herself being pressed down by Chong Jianzhi. The sportswear she had been wearing neatly became a mess, and Chong Jianzhi was now burying his head deeply in her neck.

Nie Zheng was not afraid, but a little nervous. She pulled out her arm that was pressed under the quilt, gently patted the man's broad back, and asked in a nasal voice: "Have you been drinking again?"

"Hmm." Chong Jianzhi's voice was sexy and hoarse. After realizing that Nie Zheng woke up, he tried his best to restrain himself from doing anything ridiculous. He impatiently raked all his originally meticulous hair to the back of his head.

He got up from the bed, sat next to me, and tried to find some topics to ease the awkwardness: "There was an earthquake today, why didn't you call me to show your concern for me?"

Nie Zheng's heart skipped a beat. She was confused at first, but then she realized that Chong Jianzhi had never answered the calls she had made.

"Weren't you with Miss Joe at the time?"

The only purpose of asking this question was to confirm who Chong Jianzhi was with at that time.

The person who was with him had the best chance of taking away Chong Jianzhi's mobile phone, rejecting every call he made, and deleting all call records without leaving any trace.

"So what if you're with her? Do you care?"

"No."

Nie Zheng shook her head lightly, but she had already determined the answer in her heart.

If nothing unexpected happened, Chong Jianzhi didn't see the calls he made, and the person who took Chong Jianzhi's phone was Qiao Xing.

"Nie Zheng, do you really not care?"

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol that Chong Jianzhi became a little sentimental.

Nie Zheng was unwilling to explain, she just shook her head and said "no" again.

"I know what you're thinking. You're hoping something bad will happen to me, right? If something bad happens to me, you can get rid of me completely, right? Nie Zheng, you're calculating too much. In fact, even if you were to act, I wouldn't be so angry."

Faced with the sudden anger, Nie Zheng didn't want to respond. The other party's words hurt her. Thinking of the earthquake in the daytime, Chong Jianzhi didn't say anything, but now he was asking her to do it. She felt it was ironic. She repeated Chong Jianzhi's words in a low voice, but it was a different feeling: "Yes, it's fine if you just act it out."

Rather than being angry, she just felt helpless.

Chong Jianzhi couldn't stand her expression the most. It was like he was punching cotton and he was really helpless.

Finally, Chong Jianzhi got up and left the room.

It's hard to say whether it was a cold war or not. Nie Zheng didn't see him for the next few days. Chong Jianzhi went out early and came back late every day. He was gone when Nie Zheng got up and came back when she fell asleep.

Because of this, she hadn't seen Qiao Xing for almost a week and felt a lot more at peace.

The quieter she was, the more time she had to think. She thought back to the photos she saw on Qiao Xing's phone more than once. She wanted to know the truth, but she didn't know where to start.

That evening, Nie Zheng had just returned home from school when she saw the familiar white Cayenne she had not seen for a long time downstairs in the community.

I thought I would see Qiao Xing again, but unexpectedly, the person who came out of Chong Jianzhi's car was another tough guy - Lou Fan.

"To thank your brother for helping me negotiate the land in the new district, I will cook for you today and show you my cooking skills." Lou Fan said while tying an apron in the kitchen.

Nie Zheng didn't understand what was going on, and her eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Chong Jianzhi, who was sitting on the sofa opposite and reading a magazine, but the other party didn't even look at her and treated her as air.

“What are you cooking today?”

In order to avoid embarrassment, Nie Zheng asked casually for the sake of conversation.

"Mr. Chong personally ordered the dishes today." Lou Fan clapped his hands and pointed at the cooking table, "Let's cook bullfrog! Let me tell you, my great-grandfather was the vice president of the Sichuan Cuisine Association, and I have inherited some genes. Today, I will let you taste what authentic Sichuan cuisine is..."

Lou Fan talked too much and Nie Zheng didn't hear a word of it. The only thought in her mind was why Chong Jianzhi let Lou Fan be a bullfrog?

"Shut up." Chong Jianzhi glared at Lou Fan, a little impatient, "Cook your meal."

"Okay, okay, I know you're annoying me."

An hour later, Lou Fan brought out a large pot of freshly cooked bullfrogs.

Nie Zheng didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, not everyone has the opportunity to see a man wearing a Gucci suit worth hundreds of thousands of dollars cook... bullfrog himself.

"Taste it."

Chong Jianzhi knocked lightly on the table, interrupting Nie Zheng's wandering thoughts.

To be honest, Lou Fan is indeed a good cook. When Nie Zheng tasted the bullfrog, she thought for a moment that Lou Fan had secretly ordered a takeaway from a Sichuan restaurant and replaced it with something he had cooked himself.

"Didn't you miss any last time? This time it's all yours."

Chong Jianzhi saw that Nie Zheng seemed very satisfied with the taste of the food, so he pushed a large bowl of bullfrog directly in front of her and asked Lou Fan to pour a glass of milk.

Nie Zheng thought that Chong Jianzhi asked Lou Fan to pour the milk so that he could drink it, but she didn't expect that after taking the milk, he pushed it in front of her.

"I don't want to drink milk..."

Lou Fan groaned, "Lao Chong is so considerate. Sister Nie Zheng, you should drink it. The milk can help to relieve the spiciness."

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Nie Zheng felt warm in her heart and took the milk.

Lou Fan’s cooking skills were quite good, and in less than a moment, there was a pile of bullfrog bones in front of her.

The two grown men seemed to have no interest in the bullfrog. Lou Fan said that he was trying to lose weight recently and had to strictly control his calories. While Nie Zheng was chewing the bullfrog, he could only chew the cucumber with a resentful look on his face, looking extremely pitiful.

Chong Jianzhi didn't even chew the cucumber and started working on his computer.

After dinner, Nie Zheng was about to wash the dishes but was called aside by Lou Fan.

"Student Nie Zheng, I have a favor to ask of you."

"Please ask me?" Nie Zheng was a little surprised. "What is it? Tell me."

"Can you give me the contact information of that fierce little girl?"

Nie Zheng thought for a long time before she realized that the fierce little girl that Lou Fan was talking about should be the one who almost had a fight with him last time... Bai Chaochao.

"What are you going to do?" Since this was about sisters, Nie Zheng suddenly became alert, "Don't think about hitting on her. My friend has a boyfriend, and she's a decent girl, unlike those messy bed partners of yours..."

"Don't get excited. I don't mean anything else. I just saw the necklace she was wearing last time and thought it was pretty. I want to buy one for my friend."

Nie Zheng was skeptical: "I'll ask for you and tell you when the time comes. You don't need to add the contact information."

Seeing that she was unwilling, Lou Fan didn't care and put on a pure and harmless smile: "Okay."

The two of them negotiated for a long time, but Nie Zheng didn't notice at all that Chong Jianzhi got up and went to the window to answer a phone call.

As soon as the phone was hung up, Chong Jianzhi's face became extremely ugly. He called Nie Zheng with an extremely serious tone.

"what happened?"

"Qiao Xing is in the hospital." Chong Jianzhi still stared at Nie Zheng, "Nausea and vomiting, respiratory infection."

Lou Fan reacted and asked before Nie Zheng: "Is it serious? I drank tonight and can't drive. I forced you to drink a glass just now, right? How about calling a designated driver to take us to the hospital?"

"This is not the point." Chong Jianzhi said softly.

"So what's the point?"

"Nie Zheng, did you make a sachet for Qiao Xing?"