The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

In front of them, Nie Zheng didn't want to say anything more. She said a few words and hung up the phone.

But doubts had already been planted in my heart. Although it was the first time I met Deng Jin, I always had an unusual feeling, like a sixth sense.

"Hello." She took the initiative to introduce herself. "My name is Nie Zheng. I'm here to participate in the incense making competition. Are you here too?"

Deng Jin raised his head slightly, with wontons still in his mouth, and replied shyly: "Deng Jin."

"I know you. You were the first in the semi-finals and the first in the Bei'an preliminary round. You are amazing."

When Deng Jin heard the praise from others, his expression remained calm and his emotions did not fluctuate much.

Just when Nie Zheng thought that their conversation was about to end, Deng Jin finally finished eating the wontons. He took out a tissue to wipe his mouth and continued the unfinished topic.

“…I know you, too.”

"Eh?"

"Someone swapped your fragrance in the semi-finals." Deng Jin spoke in a low voice, and one had to listen carefully to hear clearly, "I watched the live broadcast of you and that woman making the Eli Tent Fragrance."

She didn't expect that Deng Jin actually knew her, but then she realized that it was no wonder that such a lonely person like him would accept the invitation to have dinner with them.

"How about it?"

Deng Jin nodded gently: "You did a good job, your level is higher than theirs."

Tan Yu interrupted: "They?"

"These people in the Bei'an Division."

Unlike the Ningjiang Division, the rematch in the Bei'an Division was broadcast live. According to Deng Jin, he should have watched the live broadcast again after the game.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. Nie Zheng began to admire the man in front of her. Although she knew that Bei'an had a live broadcast of the game, she didn't want to watch it. When she returned to the hotel tonight, she would also take a closer look.

"Deng Jin, you are so amazing, why did you keep your name secret until now? I have never heard of you." Tan Yu suddenly said, "I know a little bit about domestic incense companies. The studio you work for has just opened, right?"

Deng Jin did not answer. He had already finished his meal and had no interest in chatting any further, so he just got up and left.

“…Impolite.”

Tan Yu curled his lips. The feeling of being ignored was not good, but the other party did not show any indifference. It was as if he automatically blocked out what he said and did not hear it.

After Deng Jin left, they had almost finished their meal and stood up to pay the bill. They found that Deng Jin had actually paid before he left.

"This is too weird..." Nie Zheng muttered to herself as she looked at the direction Deng Jin left.

After returning to the hotel, she told Chong Jianzhi about this strange meal.

"This person seems very distant, but why would he come over and eat with us?"

Chong Jianzhi had finished his work and sat on the bed in the bedroom, concentrating on the video chat with her: "He may want to get to know you."

"Ok?"

"You also said that he watched the live broadcast of your game and said that you are better than Bei'an and other players. That means you are one of the most likely opponents to compete with him."

"He will also study the live broadcast replay after the game. Yes, that's what happened!" Nie Zheng suddenly realized. She stared at the screen of her mobile phone, and her thoughts were suddenly attracted to Chong Jianzhi's environment. "Brother...you are not in your bedroom?"

"..." Chong Jianzhi was stunned, realizing that he had been discovered. He pretended to be calm and replied, "The water heater in my bedroom bathroom is broken, so I came to your side to take a shower."

Seeing that his hair was dry and clean, he must have taken a shower a long time ago. She kept asking, "You should have taken a shower two hours ago, right? Why... are you still staying in my room?"

Chong Jianzhi wanted to talk about other topics, but when he saw her eyes, he suddenly felt that he shouldn't lie.

"The bed smells like you. I will sleep better if I sleep here."

He answered straightforwardly. After being with her, he realized that his insomnia was not hopeless. The smell of her body made him feel at ease. In such an environment, he could finally sleep peacefully.

"A-choo! Am I really that amazing? I can actually cure your insomnia."

Nie Zheng rubbed her nose and moved the flowers on the bedside table away. There were gentian flowers in the vase, which she was allergic to.

Astutely observing her discomfort, he asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"There are lisianthus flowers in the room, but it's nothing serious, just one or two, and I've thrown them away."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. In less than twenty minutes, there was a knock on the door. When she opened the door, it turned out to be the medicine that Chong Jianzhi bought for her.

This man was so thoughtful. She just mentioned it casually and he bought the medicine and sent it to her.

I just received a text message from the organizer, and the content of the finals was finally announced.

Creative fragrance.

The organizers prepared all the common spices on the market. Each contestant drew a lot, chose a fragrance as the theme, had three hours to think about it, and made the fragrance on the spot.

The final not only tests each perfumer's perfume-making ability, but also their thinking and creativity.

This is the hardest part.

Although the content of the competition was announced in advance, all the contestants were still confused because they had no way to prepare in advance.

The themes for incense making are drawn on the spot. It would be fine if a common one is drawn, but the problem is that the judges may come up with tricky questions to make things difficult for the contestants.

It's easy to make mistakes when performing on the spot.

The thought made her feel a bit overwhelmed. Nie Zheng shook off the unnecessary worries in her mind and opened the recorded video of the Bei'an rematch.

In the three-hour video, Nie Zheng's only focus was Deng Jin. Although there were not many shots of him, it was still possible to see that he operated skillfully and smoothly.

He doesn't look like a veteran at all. The sophistication of his techniques is totally inconsistent with his age.

He should have learned to make incense since he was young. Nie Zheng speculated. But if that was the case, why was the studio behind him so unknown?

There are only so many famous perfume companies and perfume makers in China, and being in the circle, everyone knows them more or less.

Only Deng Jin is extremely powerful but has almost no background.

Nie Zheng remained curious about him but stopped guessing. The answers to these questions could only be asked to him in person.

The competition was scheduled for Sunday, and on Saturday, the organizers set up a viewing class at the venue.

Several teachers from the judging panel made incense on the spot for all contestants. The process of making incense by an excellent perfume maker is very ornamental and also a learning process.

Nie Zheng and Tan Yu arrived at the scene early, hoping to get a good spot.

Unexpectedly, Deng Jin arrived earlier than both of them.

He had already taken the middle seat in the first row. Nie Zheng and Tan Yu also walked to the first row and sat down next to him.

"Deng Jin, we meet again."

She opened her mouth to greet him, but was ignored.

In fact, it wasn't completely ignored. Deng Jin heard her greeting and turned his head slightly, but did not respond.