The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

She held the orange in her hand, but was reluctant to eat it until the evening when her adoptive mother took her into the incense-making room for the first time. Facing the unfamiliar environment, she felt extremely uneasy, blinking her eyes and looking around anxiously.

The orange in her hand had been warmed by her palm.

The exotic scent of various spices in the perfume room wafted into her nose, and she felt like she had opened the door to a new world.

The foster mother squatted down and asked her, "Do you want to learn incense from me?"

She nodded heavily.

When her adoptive mother saw the orange in her hand, she smiled and said to her, "Let's make a fragrance with orange today."

It had been so long that when Nie Zheng recalled this, it was already a little fuzzy. Among those broken memories, the most vivid ones were only her adoptive mother's kind smile and Chong Jianzhi's hand handing her an orange.

Today she drew this theme, and she wanted to recreate the fragrance her adoptive mother made for her. The smell in memory is the hardest to forget. This may not just be a competition. Her adoptive parents also participated in the fragrance-making competition and stood on the podium.

She hopes to use this method to remember her adoptive parents and those days.

Once she had an idea, the following operations became much more organized. She stood in the incense selection area in an orderly manner, selecting the spices she needed, including wormwood, cloves, osmanthus, mint and bergamot.

She was one of the first to select spices. She returned to her workbench and was just about to start when she heard a commotion behind her.

"What's going on? Deng Jin, Deng Jin!"

Following the sound, I turned around and found Deng Jin leaning over the workbench, coughing violently. His whole face was red and there was a layer of fine red rash on his neck.

Nie Zheng also has an allergic constitution. At a glance, she determined that Deng Jin's symptoms were allergies.

She felt her pocket and found that she still had the desloratadine that Chong Jianzhi had bought for her two days ago. Without thinking too much, she hurriedly handed the medicine to Deng Jin.

"What did you feed him?"

The male contestant next to him suddenly asked a question, looking a little nervous.

She ignored him and just asked Deng Jin: "Do you have any allergies?"

Deng Jin nodded, took the medicine she handed over, and took it without hesitation.

"His symptoms look quite strange, why don't we send him to the hospital..."

The male contestant continued.

She looked back at the man, who immediately lowered his head in guilt. The truth was clear: this male contestant must have known what Deng Jin was allergic to and deliberately created this accident.

Otherwise he wouldn't have been so concerned and kept asking questions.

Seeing that Deng Jin's symptoms had improved a lot, Nie Zheng also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you." He handed the medicine back to her and thanked her weakly.

"You keep this medicine."

After saying that, Nie Zheng returned to her seat.

The contestant next to her couldn't help but tease her: "You are quite kind. Deng Jin is the most popular champion this year. If you help him, you will hurt yourself."

She ignored him and could not empathize with him. This was just a game, but it became a contest of humanity.

The result of the competition is related to the future prospects of each contestant, as well as the interests of the company they are backed by. Getting an ideal ranking in this competition is also the best proof of a perfumer's ability.

Nie Zheng cared more about the result of the incense-making competition than anyone else. But if she used dishonorable means to suppress and frame a stronger opponent, even if she won the championship in the end, it would be a stolen title.

Meaningless.

Deng Jin's incense-making theme was undoubtedly the most difficult in this competition. Nie Zheng already felt that it was a bit unfair, but as the person involved, he did not show any desire to resist, so she could only wish him good luck.

The rest of the competition went smoothly without any accidents, and Deng Jin completed the competition safely.

Since this competition requires the incense to be made immediately, there is no need to wait for the incense sticks to dry in the shade before the judges score them like in the previous two competitions.

At the final, after all contestants have finished their work, the second phase will begin.

Each contestant, according to his or her number, went on stage to introduce his or her creative idea for the fragrance.

Nie Zheng went on stage and told the story of the incense to all the audience. Her eyes were always on the man sitting in the VIP audience seat below the stage, and he was also staring at her.

When their eyes met, it seemed as if there were thousands of words in that instant, all contained in the warm eyes and conveyed to each other.

The next one was Deng Jin, and the audience was very curious because his theme was the most difficult in the competition, with snakes as the theme.

It is not actually accurate to call it a snake. There is a kind of snake in Guyana that exudes fragrance all over its body. It is called the fragrant snake. It has a small sac at its tail that can secrete fragrance.

The oil in the sac of the flower snake is a very precious spice. Most domestic perfumers are unfamiliar with it.

If you draw a topic like this, you can only leave it to fate.

Deng Jin slowly came on stage, holding the microphone, looking a little awkward. He kept his head down and didn't dare to face the audience.

After a while, when the audience had become a little restless, he finally spoke slowly.

"The scent of snake incense is somewhat similar to musk. I used agarwood, cloves, sandalwood, agarwood, linalool, tonka bean and soho oil to make this fragrance. These fragrances can neutralize the fishy smell of snake incense... The overall smell is very soft, cool and slightly sweet with plums."

After saying this, he left the stage quickly, his face completely red, before the audience could ask any questions.

After listening to his introduction, Nie Zheng was unable to recover for a long time, because this incense recipe...she seemed familiar with it.

Although she had never seen a fragrant snake with her own eyes, she knew something about it.

The scent of this creature was recorded in the work notes left by the adoptive parents. When they were young, they went to South America for a period of time, so they also visited the Republic of Guyana.

It was also recorded in her adoptive parents' notes that the scent of flower snakes was very close to musk, and that cloves, sandalwood, agarwood, and clary balsam were added. She could no longer remember the remaining spices, but it was already 70% similar to what Deng Jin said.

Is this a coincidence? Deng Jin is only in his early twenties, but why does he always give people the impression that he is very experienced and well-informed?

Moreover, she had seen the incense recipe for his competition in her adoptive parents' work records. She was sure that it was not an illusion.

How could such a coincidence happen? There were so many strange things about Deng Jin. His mystery, his confusing background, and today's fragrance...

The more Nie Zheng thought about it, the more confused she became. When the judges came in to give the scores, she found Chong Jianzhi in the audience and told him about her doubts.

Chong Jianzhi listened to her quietly without showing any surprise on his face. His eyes were dark and unclear, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"elder brother……"

"Actually, I'm also a little curious about this Deng Jin."

He omitted the second half of the sentence. In fact, Deng Jin looked very much like someone. They had been looking for that person, but to no avail.

All the coincidences were not accidental, and he realized that there must be a mystery behind them.

But it’s better not to draw conclusions so early. It won’t be too late for him to tell her after things are settled.