The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

Chong Jianzhi felt a knot in his heart that was hard to resolve, and his anger instantly rose to his head. He turned and walked towards Qiao Li, grabbed the man by the collar, and was about to punch him -

"Stop it."

A farce.

When Nie Zheng saw Qiao Xing not far away, these four words suddenly popped up in her mind.

"Hurry home." Qiao Xing said to Chong Jianzhi, then moved closer to Qiao Li and whispered in his ear, "Brother, you should be quiet for a while. I heard that woman is back and she has separated from Tan Xiaoli from Shanda. If you really like her that much, go find her. Don't treat Nie Zheng as a substitute all day long. You can afford to play with her, but she can't. She is still Jianzhi's sister, so you should restrain yourself."

Qiao Xing spoke in a low voice, but because Nie Zheng was right next to them at the time, she was still able to hear some of his words. When he mentioned the word "stand-in", Qiao Xing raised his voice significantly.

"I've already said that she has nothing to do with me anymore."

"That's your business."

Qiao Xing didn't seem to care. He just held Chong Jianzhi's hand and walked towards Richard's car.

The crowd around them dispersed, leaving only Qiao Li and Nie Zheng standing there.

Nie Zheng looked at the backs of Chong Jianzhi and Qiao Xing leaning against each other. Qiao Xing was no longer domineering, and there was less calculation in his eyes. He stayed quietly beside Chong Jianzhi. Anyone would think that the two of them were a perfect match.

"Come on, I'll take you to eat. You must be hungry after all this time, right?"

"no need……"

"Don't reject me."

Qiao Li, who had always been gentle and considerate in front of Nie Zheng, rarely showed such strength. Knowing that he was worried, she got into the car not far away in order to calm Qiao Li down.

Qiao Li took her to a Cantonese restaurant. While waiting for the food, both of them were a little absent-minded. She was worried that Chong Jianzhi's stomach problem would recur, and Qiao Li was worried about that woman, Yao Ran.

"Are you okay? I feel like something's on your mind."

Nie Zheng couldn't help asking during the meal, and Qiao Li, who was having trouble venting his feelings, decided to tell her everything after some hesitation.

"That woman is back."

As soon as that woman was mentioned, Nie Zheng knew who Qiao Li was talking about.

The woman whose eyes looked very similar to his own, it was because of her that Qiao Li noticed him. Qiao Li's feelings for that woman were too complicated, and he had almost forgotten her because of time, but this time, she actually came back.

"Didn't you say before...she was married?"

"separated."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"She will definitely come to see me." Qiao Li smiled bitterly, "But I don't want to see her."

"Don't you love her anymore?"

Qiao Li did not answer directly, but asked Nie Zheng: "What do you think?"

"How should I know this..."

Qiao Li didn't answer. He picked up the spoon and served Nie Zheng a bowl of soup: "It's too cold in the mountains. You should drink more hot water."

Nie Zheng took the soup and took a sip. A warm feeling flowed down her throat into her stomach, making her feel very comfortable.

"What kind of soup is this? I want to pack some for my brother later."

"you really……"

Qiao Li was helpless, feeling a little jealous, and gritted his teeth and said to Nie Zheng, "You pay for today."

Although he said so, in the end it was Qiao Li who settled the bill first.

Nie Zheng went home with the soup and saw Chong Jianzhi sitting on the sofa. She thought he was working, so she didn't dare to make any noise. When she was about to go to the kitchen with the soup, she was stopped by Chong Jianzhi.

"You still know about coming back?"

Nie Zheng wondered what was going on today and why everyone was so weird.

"Well, I'm back."

"Did you enjoy your date with Qiao Li?"

"……Okay."

Chong Jianzhi was furious when he heard this. He said the word "date" with the intention of asking Nie Zheng to refute him, but Nie Zheng and he had completely different ideas. Nie Zheng realized that Chong Jianzhi was angry. Thinking that he risked his life to save her today and had gone through so much trouble, it was normal for him to be in a bad mood. She should go along with him and let him cool down.

"That brother... I brought you some pigeon soup, it's very good for your stomach, try it."

Nie Zheng carefully served a bowl to Chong Jianzhi, but saw that Chong Jianzhi was not moved at all. His expression became more and more ugly, and his gaze made Nie Zheng shudder.

You want me to feed you?

Nie Zheng scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it close to Chong Jianzhi's mouth: "Brother, try it."

The rich aroma of baby pigeon wafted into Chong's nose, and he remembered that he had seen Qiao Li specially order a bowl of soup at the Qiao family dinner, which was baby pigeon soup.

"I don't drink."

"Try it, it's really delicious—"

Chong Jianzhi was so angry that he waved his hand and knocked the bowl of soup to the ground.

The scene seemed to be still, and neither of them moved. Nie Zheng looked at the mess on the floor, remained silent for a long while, and just sighed softly. She squatted on the floor, picked up the broken pieces of the soup bowl, and wiped the floor clean again.

"Brother, don't be angry. If you don't like pigeon soup, I can make you another soup, okay? You can tell me what you want to drink."

"No need, Zhengzheng. You've been tired all day. Go back and have a rest. I've already made soup for your brother. It's cooking in the kitchen."

Qiao Xing stood in front of the handrail of the stairs on the second floor. She saw everything that happened between Chong Jianzhi and Nie Zheng. Qiao Xing didn't understand why Chong Jianzhi, who was polite to everyone, was so rude to Nie Zheng.

Is it because she is the most special in Chong Jianzhi's heart?

Sometimes when we want to get too close to someone, we end up pushing them away.

People are just so hypocritical.

"Then I'll trouble you, Miss Qiao."

"You are too polite, Zheng Zheng. I am your brother's fiancée. Actually, you should call me sister-in-law."

"It's a little too early. I can change my mind after you marry my brother."

"Well, I guess you'll change your tune soon."

Nie Zheng looked up and saw Qiao Xing smiling, and it was as if she had returned to four years ago.

"You go back to the house."

At this time, Chong Jianzhi spoke, and Nie Zheng finally retracted her gaze. She turned and walked towards the room, and heard Qiao Xing still asking behind her: "Zheng Zheng, can you come to my wedding to be my bridesmaid?"

Nie Zheng didn't reply and had already opened the bedroom door, but Qiao Xing kept asking her questions behind her. She felt exhausted both physically and mentally, and replied vaguely with a "hmm", just wanting to deal with it as soon as possible.

The room was dark. Nie Zheng did not turn on the light. She felt empty and uncomfortable. She took out the incense from the bedside table and lit it. Perhaps because she was a little sleepy, the smell of the incense made her head even more dizzy. She fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

She was dreaming.

This dream wasn’t that bad, but it wasn’t a good one either.

In her dream, someone pulled her out from under the quilt and grabbed her arms so that she couldn't move. Her pajamas were torn into a mess and her chest was burning hot.

The man pressed tightly against her, and kissed her all over. She wanted to hide, but he clamped her chin domineeringly. In the chaos, she touched something cold, like a pair of glasses. Nie Zheng raised her hand to touch the man's face, and felt it was both strange and familiar.

In the chaos, she opened her eyes and met that man's eyes. She suddenly felt a pain in her heart. That man's eyes were full of restrained desire and a deep affection that could almost burn her out.

Her fingertips lingered on the other person's face and neck, as if to completely ignite the other person's fire.

She was held by the man like a baby, and the posture was unbearable.

Nie Zheng couldn't help but bend her waist, her long hair raised in an arc in the air, and her slender hands tightly grasped the bed sheet beside her that had been torn into a mess.

She curled up in the corner of the bed, enjoying the afterglow of reaching the peak. It seemed like something was poking her from under her, it must be the pair of glasses.