Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 151: Sudden Incident

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: Sudden Incident

A wedding ceremony had worn both of them out. When Cheng Qiaobei brought a cup of warm water into the bedroom, he found Chen Ningxi already asleep on the bed.

Following her usual makeup removal routine, Cheng Qiaobei washed Chen Ningxi’s face and wiped her hands and feet. He covered her with a quilt and gently closed the bedroom door.

He went to the living room, turned on the TV, set the volume to the lowest, and dialed a number.

"Are you ready?"

Jiang Wanyi, without answering the question, said, "Congratulations."

Cheng Qiaobei replied, "Thank you."

Following that, there were a few seconds of silence on the line. Jiang Wanyi knew he had little patience for her, and now they only kept in touch for work.

Jiang Wanyi said, "My team is very efficient. Everything was arranged yesterday, so it’s up to you when to set off."

Cheng Qiaobei glanced at the tightly closed bedroom door, "In a couple of days. You know I just got married."

Jiang Wanyi said, "Alright. Best if you can rush back within a week, as I have an important project that requires my presence."

She set a deadline, within a week.

Cheng Qiaobei said, "Got it."

After hanging up, Cheng Qiaobei opened his laptop, his fingers swiftly tapping on the keyboard, leaving lines of characters in the document.

When Chen Ningxi awoke, she felt groggy as if all her strength had been drained. She sat by the bed for a good while before pulling the curtains.

At that moment, the sky was as dark as ink, stars twinkling, and moonlight spilled over the entire city, rendering everything exceptionally serene.

She opened the bedroom door and saw Cheng Qiaobei working on the sofa. Walking barefoot to him, she covered his eyes with her hands and whispered by his ear,

"On our wedding night, you left me alone in the room. Don’t you think you should be punished?"

A charming smile curved below his high-bridged nose.

Cheng Qiaobei said, "I should be."

Chen Ningxi asked, "You’ll accept any punishment?"

"I will."

Chen Ningxi slid down to his side, "Alright, tell me one of your secrets."

Cheng Qiaobei closed the laptop and placed it on the coffee table. His long fingers gently grasped her wrist, and his voice was sexy and deep from his throat.

"My secret needs to be told mouth to mouth."

As soon as he said that, he removed the hands covering his eyes, wrapped his arm around Chen Ningxi’s waist, and with a slight pull, held her on his lap.

They faced each other, the light from the television flickering, capturing Chen Ningxi in those eyes filled with deep love. She couldn’t resist the allure, as he pulled her closer, fingers brushing the nape of her neck, tangling in her hair, and whispers soft as murmuring sounds grazed her ears, sending shivers down her arms, cells within her eagerly stirred. He effortlessly captured her lips, transitioning from gentle pecks to an intense kiss.

Cheng Qiaobei’s foreplay was superb, stirring fantasies about what was to come, full of anticipation.

The silky wetness quenched the arid yearning, pulling her close like a sponge filling to satisfying fullness.

Movements grew larger, accompanied by fitting music, clothes scattered, and a storm approached.

She whimpered softly from the pain, but he showed no intent to stop. The sense of an overwhelming conquest granted them an unprecedented experience, rendering the final moment indescribably exquisite.

...

They initially planned for a honeymoon, but Cheng Qiaobei’s busy work schedule made it challenging to take too much time off to travel far. Even a local road trip would require time and effort, requiring them to return to work fatigued. After discussing it, they decided to rest at home.

During those three days, they experimented with different places, insatiably and untiringly consumed.

The bin was filled mostly with wrappers, and by the last day, when Chen Ningxi saw him approaching, she tried to run. Yet, the room was only so big, and she didn’t get far before he hefted her up and tossed her onto the bed.

She traversed the realms of pain and pleasure, leaving behind memories of unparalleled joy.

Liang Lei had once asked her a question, "Who becomes more easily addicted to the other’s body, men or women?"

At the time, Chen Ningxi hadn’t experienced it and couldn’t really understand.

Now, she could answer, based on her experience with Cheng Qiaobei, it should be men.

Three days after the wedding, they returned with gifts to the Chen Family.

Ye Yujun beamed upon seeing them return, her eyes crinkling warmly. Chen Weichuan waited to head to work after drinking the tea offered by the new son-in-law.

Actually, having in-laws nearby was truly a blessing. A friend of Chen Ningxi’s had married far away, and because of the great distance, they had skipped the return visit. Now, if her parents were to fall ill or needed help, they couldn’t rely on her.

Chen Ningxi leaned on Ye Yujun’s shoulder, "Mom, haven’t seen me in three days. Did you miss me?"

Ye Yujun laughingly glanced at her, "When you’re working, you only come home to see me once a week. Why ask if I miss you after just three days now?"

Chen Ningxi acted coyly, "Mom..."

"Ay, you’re so clingy. Of course I miss you," Ye Yujun playfully pushed her back to the sofa like picking vegetables, and asked Cheng Qiaobei, "There were so many people at the wedding, and you were both busy. We didn’t call these past days thinking you were exhausted. Just wanted you to get some rest."

Cheng Qiaobei smiled gently, "Thanks for understanding, Mom. I’m fine," he glancing at Chen Ningxi said, "The hard part was for Ningxi, wearing such heavy attire while bustling around with me."

Ye Yujun said, "You pamper her too much. I saw you massaging her feet after you toasted the guests. With so many people, weren’t you afraid of being laughed at?"

Chen Ningxi looked at Cheng Qiaobei, her gaze meaningful, "I told you not to massage my feet, yet you insisted. I said my mom would definitely mention this, and you didn’t believe me. Now she’s mentioned it."

Cheng Qiaobei leaned over to pour more tea for Ye Yujun, "Mom, have some tea. Don’t blame Ningxi for this, I was the one who insisted on massaging her. Those heels were so high that even I felt tired watching. You don’t know, Ningxi’s feet were swollen from standing, and it pained me to see it."

Ye Yujun said, "Still, not in front of so many people. Many there are your business associates. Don’t let it affect you."

"Mom, it won’t. If it has any effect, it’s a good one," Cheng Qiaobei handed the peeled apple to Chen Ningxi, saying, "Real businessmen know to cherish their wives. A happy wife means a harmonious home, and only then will everything prosper. So, men who cherish their wives thrive."

Ye Yujun nodded with a smile, "Though it’s nice of Cheng to say that, you should also consider your husband more."

Chen Ningxi took a bite of the apple, "I know, Mom."

Though Ye Yujun reproached Chen Ningxi lightly, she was adding points for this son-in-law in her heart.

While they were talking, Cheng Qiaobei’s phone rang. Glancing at the number, he stood and said, "Mom, I’ll take a call."

Moving to the window, Cheng Qiaobei’s tone was calm, "Hello?"

Jiang Wanyi said, "My client has an unexpected situation, and the schedule needs to be moved up. We must depart the day after tomorrow."

Cheng Qiaobei paused for a moment. "Understood."