Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 137 Enough to Boast About for a Lifetime

Chapter 137: Chapter 137 Enough to Boast About for a Lifetime

Cheng Qiaobei lay tossing and turning in bed. The purpose of Yin Yihui seeking him out was not simply to pledge loyalty. Looking at the current board structure, it had subtly divided into two factions.

Zheng Rongxi was definitely on Cheng Xiangheng’s side, and Xu Yunheng was too intimidated by Cheng Xiangheng to make any rash moves. His position on the board today was also appointed by Cheng Xiangheng, due to his lack of strategic vision and solid foundation. Supporting him on the board made him another tool, obedient and easy to control.

However, with Yin Yihui risking exposure to gain his trust today, it didn’t seem like a mistake a shrewd person would make. Thus, Yin Yihui must be hinting at some future scenario that would not be in his favor, and at that time, he would be his last lifeline.

Unconsciously, he became a beast in the gladiatorial arena of five, and his true opponent was about to emerge.

Chen Ningxi gingerly opened the bedroom door, assuming he had fallen asleep, only to see Cheng Qiaobei stretch a hand out from the blanket. "Come, lie with me for a while."

"Why can’t you sleep?" Chen Ningxi lay in his arms and asked.

Cheng Qiaobei smelled the familiar scent of her shampoo in her hair, closed his eyes, and found a more comfortable position to hold her.

"Now I feel a bit sleepy."

Chen Ningxi could sense his fatigue, her hand gently stroking his back as she spoke softly, "Sleep, you’ve been too tired lately."

Cheng Qiaobei hummed softly from his nose.

He slept until dusk nearly arrived.

The bedroom was tranquil and warm, with the afterglow of the setting sun pouring through the windows onto the soft quilt, enveloping the whole room in a golden halo. The air seemed to become lazy, isolating the city’s clamor and busyness outside, and the rare peace took away all fatigue and stress.

Cheng Qiaobei opened his eyes, looking at the person sleeping soundly beside him. Chen Ningxi had a peaceful sleeping face, serene and untouched by worldly strife, as if time stood still.

He could find spiritual comfort in her and indulge in pleasures from her body.

With the pad of his finger gently caressing her lips, she opened her eyes. He gazed at her from such a close distance, seeing his own blushing face in his dark, bright pupils. Their gazes rubbed together, growing hotter and more eager.

Chen Ningxi initiated a kiss on his lips, her soft and boneless hand hooking behind his neck. His eyes were deep and tender, yet extreme.

All that was in front of them was drowned in his kiss.

As she had hoped, he gave her all she wanted, and she provided Cheng Qiaobei with a stable haven.

In the bathroom, the steamy fog rose, and the glass wall seemed coated with a layer of obscure obstruction, human silhouettes looming faintly in the mist, beautiful like an unspeakable painting.

Loving someone was as crazy as him shedding his polite facade, and her unmasking her ladylike appearance.

Chen Ningxi gasped softly, "If this continues, I’ll really get pregnant."

Cheng Qiaobei held her, his chin on her shoulder, swallowing slowly before saying, "... Let it be. If it happens, I’ll make more time to take care of you, take care of her, and not shove all the parenting responsibility on just you."

Chen Ningxi panted slightly, "But I want to fight while I’m young, see how high a position I can stand."

She wanted her father to be proud of her.

Cheng Qiaobei brushed aside her damp bangs, looking into her eyes tainted by desire, "Fly as high as you want, neither I nor the child will be a burden to you. I fully support you."

Chen Ningxi thought for a moment, "You won’t blame me for neglecting the family?"

Cheng Qiaobei laughed, "What era do we live in? Who says a family needs a woman’s sacrifice for stability. If you want to pursue your career, I’ll support your career. If you want to return to the family, I’ll take care of you till old age. You need to know one thing, with me, you have nothing to worry about."

Chen Ningxi wrapped her arms around Cheng Qiaobei’s neck, resting her forehead on his chest. She remained silent for a few moments, then looked up and said,

"Cheng Qiaobei, I didn’t choose wrong."

He smiled, "This compliment, I can boast about it for a lifetime."

Meeting a partner who is emotionally stable and fully supports you is truly one of life’s blessings.

Since discovering Cheng Qiaobei’s busy work schedule, Ye Yujun had almost taken on most of the shopping tasks. Even with the orders Chen Ningxi brought, she would traverse the whole city to select the best for them, this is a mother’s love for her children.

There was only a week left until the wedding day, and Cheng Qiaobei took some time to return home to see if there was anything else that needed preparing.

As soon as he entered, he was instantly taken aback. The room was tidy and spotless, with not a speck of dust in sight. The leaves of green plants were meticulously wiped, gleaming with oily shine; the decor was perfectly integrated with the decor style, both grand and warm and festive. Even the wedding quilt on the bed had been replaced.

From inside to out, one could perceive the heart of the person who tidied the room, truly loving the couple from the heart.

Cheng Qiaobei called Ye Yujun, and the ringtone rang for a while before it was answered.

"Cheng," Ye Yujun called him.

Cheng Qiaobei addressed, "Mom,"

"Hmm? What’s up?" Ye Yujun was in the suit store choosing a style for Cheng Qiaobei’s custom suit.

Cheng Qiaobei, "Mom, I’m at the bridal room. I see you’ve finished decorating it and even cleaned it up nicely. Thank you."

"You kid, isn’t that just what I should do? I have nothing to do anyway; you both have to work, where’s the time to decorate a bridal room. I just don’t know if you like it."

"I like it. Thank you, Mom. I’ve been so busy, relying on you for so many things, and I feel so guilty about it." Cheng Qiaobei’s apology was sincere.

Ye Yujun laughed, "Silly child, we’re family. What’s there to feel guilty about as long as you like it? Oh, Cheng, I noticed the suits you usually wear are quite dark. I was thinking of ordering a light gray one for you, is that alright?"

To refuse would seem ungrateful. Longing joyfully accepted parental favoritism would make them happier.

"Mom, you have great taste. I’ve been considering ordering a suit myself but haven’t found the right color. Thank you, Mom."

The corners of Ye Yujun’s eyes crinkled with laughter, "All right, I’ll order this light gray suit in your size."

Cheng Qiaobei, "Okay, Mom, which suit store are you at? I’ll come pick you up."

Ye Yujun, "No need, I drove myself and have some more shopping to do."

Cheng Qiaobei, "Mom, drive safely. Call me if you need anything."

Ye Yujun, "Got it."

As soon as he hung up, Jiang Wanyi’s call came in.

Jiang Wanyi, "I’ve arrived in Danjiang. I’m here to discuss something important with you. Pick a place for us to meet and talk." Before Cheng Qiaobei could brush her off again with the usual excuse, she said decisively, "It concerns your future."