Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 188 You Must Not Be In The Game

Chapter 188: Chapter 188 You Must Not Be In The Game

Cheng Qiaobei walked out after his shower, stood behind Chen Ningxi, and suddenly a necklace dropped down in front of him. She said to the person in the mirror,

"I haven’t even worn the necklace you bought last time, and you bought another one."

She almost never wore any jewelry to work except for her wedding ring and watch.

Cheng Qiaobei fastened the necklace for her, held Chen Ningxi’s shoulders, and said, "The style is different. This one is beautiful, it looks great on you."

He straightened the necklace and looked at Chen Ningxi in the mirror, praising once again, "Beautiful."

Chen Ningxi said, "You said the same thing last time."

Cheng Qiaobei kissed her shoulder, "Can’t help it, my wife is just beautiful. I won’t accept any rebuttal."

Chen Ningxi said, "Wasn’t it cheap, right?"

Cheng Qiaobei pinched her chin and turned it around, his eyes tracing her lips, "The atmosphere is so good, don’t spoil it."

Chen Ningxi stifled a laugh, "Then, what should I say?"

Cheng Qiaobei leaned closer, and just before his lips touched hers, he said, "Say you missed me."

Chen Ningxi hooked her hand around his neck, actively kissing his lips, her arms raised and lifted the hem of her nightgown, revealing her fair and slender waist. His hand naturally grasped it, his large, knuckled hand holding her slender waist. Under the dual stimulation of sight and touch, he picked her up and placed her on the bed.

Looking up from below, Cheng Qiaobei’s jawline was sharp and well-defined. After he took off his pajamas, his strong and muscular body was revealed, and he stared at the person on the bed with a dangerously wild gaze.

He pressed down, his firm forearm supporting on either side of her head, and the great pressure from the man made Chen Ningxi both flustered and expectant.

His slender hand brushed over her eyelashes, and Chen Ningxi closed her eyes. His kiss traveled from the center of her brow all the way down, and the soft nightgown was gently peeled off by him, the skin exposed to the air standing up with goosebumps from his magically tender touch.

Cheng Qiaobei saw the person in his arms trembling slightly due to his caresses, further igniting his wanton desire. He stroked her smooth back, savoring the tender feel under his palm. He worshipped her perfect body devoutly, more than willing to surrender at her feet.

When it came to the main event, the phone on the bedside table rang.

Chen Ningxi opened her eyes, her chest rising and falling, her breath slightly erratic, and she saw Cheng Qiaobei with a furrowed brow and an unsatisfied expression.

She said, "Aren’t you going to answer it?"

Cheng Qiaobei said irritably, "No need," gripping Chen Ningxi’s wrist and pressing it above her head, "ignore it, it’ll hang up soon."

Sure enough, the phone stopped ringing, and just as Cheng Qiaobei was about to get back into the mood, the ringing started again.

Chen Ningxi, also speechless at being disturbed, said, "You better answer it."

Cheng Qiaobei looked down, grinding his back molars, and said, "He better have something important."

Seeing the number made Cheng Qiaobei’s face darken, "What is it?"

His voice returned to the role of Manager Cheng, and the person on the other end of the phone couldn’t imagine that before answering, Cheng Qiaobei was full of desire, but now he was calm and cold.

Deng Yan said, "Mr. Cheng wants you to come to the company."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "Now?"

Deng Yan said, "Yes."

Cheng Qiaobei paused, "...I just got back from nearly thirty hours of flying. Can’t he let me rest and go tomorrow?"

Deng Yan licked his lips, turned his back, and whispered, "Manager Cheng, it’s urgent. I’ll come to pick you up."

Judging from the tone, there was probably something major. Cheng Qiaobei exhaled a breath of stale air, "Understood."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ningxi saw that he didn’t look so good, "What happened?"

Cheng Qiaobei walked towards the bathroom naked, "Mr. Cheng needs me urgently. Deng Yan is coming to pick me up."

Chen Ningxi glanced at the phone. It was almost ten. Going to the company this late indicated it wasn’t a small matter.

Soon, the sound of the shower stopped. Cheng Qiaobei came out of a cold shower, changed clothes in the closet, and Deng Yan’s call came through.

Cheng Qiaobei pressed the speaker button and put on his watch, "Are you here?"

Deng Yan said, "Yes, the car is parked at the entrance of the community."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "Got it."

Hanging up the phone, Cheng Qiaobei adjusted his hairstyle in the mirror, and when he came out, he saw Chen Ningxi standing at the door, already preparing his leather shoes.

Chen Ningxi asked, "Wasn’t the overseas matter resolved? Why are they looking for you so urgently?"

Cheng Qiaobei had a serious expression, "Probably something else."

There was a driver waiting for him downstairs, and Chen Ningxi didn’t want to delay him, saying, "I’ll wait for you to come back. Call me if you need me to pick you up."

Cheng Qiaobei smiled, pinching Chen Ningxi’s cheek, "Don’t wait for me, go to sleep early."

He turned and left, closing the bedroom door.

Chen Ningxi trotted to the window, watching the figure downstairs gradually recede, and a vague unease settled in her heart.

Cheng Qiaobei walked out of the community, and Deng Yan’s sedan was parked by the roadside. He was standing next to the car, waiting respectfully for Cheng Qiaobei.

Deng Yan opened the car door, "Manager Cheng."

Cheng Qiaobei stood still, glanced at Deng Yan’s expression before getting into the car, and after Deng Yan got in, Cheng Qiaobei asked,

"Mr. Cheng is looking for me, is it to take the blame or for me to resolve the stock price issue? Did I guess right?"

Deng Yan’s pupils dilated slightly, looking at the person in the rearview mirror of the car. Cheng Qiaobei already knew the speeches of various board directors at the shareholders’ meeting; the current problem was nothing more than these two points.

Deng Yan said, "Mr. Cheng still intends to protect you this time."

Cheng Qiaobei looked out the car window and sneered disdainfully, "Protect me? Sounds nice. It’s to protect his own people, right? He sent Wan Mingkun over, and within a few days, there was a mess. Now, affecting the stock price, it’s painful when it drops. This group wants me dead and is manipulating Mr. Cheng, definitely not letting Wan Mingkun face any penalties, and using the opportunity to step on me a few more times. The faces of this trash, really disgusting."

Deng Yan knitted his brows, "Mr. Cheng has to consider the bigger picture and balance all forces. He hopes you think the same way."

Cheng Qiaobei sarcastically pulled at the corner of his mouth, "Whenever you’re told to consider the bigger picture, you’re definitely not inside the picture. And when you’re asked to balance all sides, you’re definitely the sacrifice."

Deng Yan opened his mouth but couldn’t find any words to refute.

Cheng Qiaobei shifted his gaze to Deng Yan, "Deng Yan, have you ever suspected that my dad already knows you’ve been secretly contacting me?"

Deng Yan swallowed, "He probably hasn’t found out."

Cheng Qiaobei laughed, "My trip to Milan wasn’t announced publicly, but when I stayed at Hill Hotel, Pamela came to find me. Do you think he knows about this?"

Deng Yan gripped the steering wheel, "Are you suspecting Mr. Cheng of investigating you?"

Cheng Qiaobei said, "This guy, the older he gets, the more suspicious he becomes. He can’t even trust me, his son. Do you think he would fully trust you?"

Deng Yan remembered the incident where the USB drive was tampered with, "At the board meeting, my USB drive’s contents were altered. Besides Mr. Cheng, who else could access my work area? Why would he do this?"

As Deng Yan couldn’t figure it out, Cheng Qiaobei said, "From the moment he suspected me of wanting to seize power, he stopped trusting anyone around him, including you."

Deng Yan could only feel a chill down his spine. Mr. Cheng’s scheming was too dark, going as far as using everyone as pawns to monopolize the company’s power.