Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 200 I Help You Digest

Chapter 200: Chapter 200 I Help You Digest

Lin Hanrui was the type who couldn’t hide his lies from her. She was upset because someone had already sent him revealing photos, clearly trying to seduce him. Yet, he didn’t stop chatting, sending a signal that he was open to the temptation.

"Liang Lei, say something. If you don’t, I’ll feel uneasy."

Liang Lei asked, "What will you do if this happens again in the future?"

Lin Hanrui said, "This will definitely not happen again. I currently have one hundred and eighty-five contacts on WeChat, including family, friends, classmates, and necessary work contacts. I’ve deleted everyone else. It really won’t happen again."

A week had passed, and Liang Lei had been upset enough. Lin Hanrui had shown an apologetic attitude and taken action accordingly. He had done everything right, and she still liked him. Continuing on like this would just be pretentious.

It was either break up or reconcile.

Liang Lei chose reconciliation.

The path was hers to pick, right or wrong, just this once.

Liang Lei said, "Don’t forget what you said today. I won’t remember it for you, but I’m the type to hold grudges. If something like this happens again, don’t blame me for not looking back."

Lin Hanrui jumped up in excitement, "Leilei,"

"Get lost! Don’t call me that. It’s too cheesy," Liang Lei said. "Where are you?"

"At the office," he was about to mention working overtime on drawings when he remembered Cheng Qiaobei’s message, "I didn’t want to cry at home in case my mom saw."

Liang Lei chuckled, "Afraid of crying at home so your mom wouldn’t see, but crying at the office for everyone else to see. Lin Hanrui, if you mess up again, I’ll kill you, believe it or not."

"Hehehe." Lin Hanrui laughed, "I wouldn’t dare, I swear. Did you miss me?"

As soon as he had that boastful tone again, "Get lost, get lost, I’m sick of you. Who’d miss you?"

Lin Hanrui lowered his voice into the microphone, "I miss you, I miss you everywhere, all over."

Liang Lei’s eyes and brows were smiling, but she kept her tone stiff, "Stop doing those shameless things, hurry up and get over here."

Lin Hanrui’s eyes lit up, "Coming, coming, here I come. Want some barbecue? I’ll bring some."

Liang Lei said, "Up to you."

"I’ll handle it, I’ll just buy it, I know you love it." Lin Hanrui blew kisses into the microphone, "Mwah mwah mwah, wait for me."

After hanging up, Lin Hanrui swiftly packed his things and left.

Between lovers, there were emotions like a roller coaster, as well as perseverance after many struggles.

You can choose to ride the love train to the end or get off halfway. It’s all your choice.

As long as you don’t regret it, any choice is the right one.

Persevering may not lead you to the scenery you want, and getting off halfway may not mean you miss the final celebration.

To love or not to love, is the best choice you make at that moment.

...

As Cheng Qiaobei opened the door, a figure rushed at him. He caught her with a smile, extending the hand holding the barbecue to avoid poking her with the skewers.

He looked down and smiled, "Bring back barbecue, and you get a different treatment, jumping into my arms."

Chen Ningxi happily took the packed barbecue, took a sniff, "Ooh... it’s just the right flavor."

Cheng Qiaobei carried the beer to the dining room, set it on the table, then went to change into his home clothes. After washing his hands and returning to his seat, Chen Ningxi had already poured the beer.

She raised her glass, "Cheers."

Cheng Qiaobei raised an eyebrow, "Cheers?"

"Uh," Chen Ningxi suddenly realized that when he drank too much, he was particularly relentless in certain ways. She laughed sheepishly and corrected herself, "No, no, just a sip."

"Who’s going to have just a sip with you?"

Before the words finished, he tipped up his glass and drank it all in one go.

With a crisp sound, the glass was set on the table. Cheng Qiaobei, smiling deeply, filled the glass again, with the fine beer foam floating to the rim. Cheng Qiaobei said, "I’m thirsty, let’s have another round."

Seeing that he was starting to get out of control, Chen Ningxi quickly pressed down on Cheng Qiaobei’s wrist, "Honey, let’s take it slow with the drinking. It’s no fun if you go too fast."

Cheng Qiaobei eyed her, smiling mischievously, his gaze even more mischievous, scanning from her face down to her neckline and the curves beneath. It made Chen Ningxi blush uncontrollably.

She sat back down, afraid to meet Cheng Qiaobei’s scorching gaze, "... Have some skewers and don’t just drink."

Cheng Qiaobei took it slower with the third glass, knowing drinking too much wasn’t great, and started to accompany her with the skewers.

As they ate and chatted, the phone on the table was playing the drama "Bottom Line," which Chen Ningxi was watching recently. Seeing the lively barrage, Cheng Qiaobei suddenly had an idea and said to himself,

"If only we could insert an advertisement."

"Hmm?" Chen Ningxi turned her face, munching on a beef skewer.

Cheng Qiaobei saw a bit of pepper flake at her lip, tore a paper towel, turned her face around, and while wiping, said, "The audience of a high-quality drama should also be a potential high-quality consumer group. If we can seize this traffic, it’ll help in raising the hotel’s reputation and performance. Which video APP is it broadcast on?"

Chen Ningxi mentioned the name of an APP.

Cheng Qiaobei said, "I’ll have Liang Lei help me to contact the provincial TV station’s variety show. That show is also available on this APP. If we can make a deal, the company’s stock price will increase multiple times over."

Chen Ningxi asked, "Which show?"

After Cheng Qiaobei mentioned the name of the variety show, Chen Ningxi was taken aback, "Really?"

"Yep." Cheng Qiaobei smiled, picking up a beef skewer. "So excited, do you have a crush in that show?"

"No," Chen Ningxi shook her head, resting her chin in her hand while looking at Cheng Qiaobei, "But I feel, being able to work with such a popular show, suddenly you seem so rich."

"Phsh..." Cheng Qiaobei laughed, then picked up a shrimp, lowering his eyes and peeling the shell, "That’s not right, isn’t our Manager Chen someone who sees money as dirt?"

Chen Ningxi said, "You being rich doesn’t stop me from seeing money as dirt. My inner self remains noble."

Cheng Qiaobei suddenly leaned in close, whispered mysteriously in her ear, "If the stock price soars this time, and I earn tens of billions, are you sure you’ll still see money as dirt?"

Chen Ningxi brushed aside her bangs that were sticking up, "If you put it that way, I guess I’ll preserve my nobleness for some other time."

Cheng Qiaobei raised an eyebrow, "I’m very pleased with your materialistic side."

Chen Ningxi said, "Customer satisfaction is my greatest motivation."

Cheng Qiaobei placed the peeled shrimp to Chen Ningxi’s lips, "Watch your attitude in the future. If this happens again, don’t think about having midnight barbecue and snuggling in hubby’s embrace."

Chen Ningxi laughed so much she leaned forward and back, while Cheng Qiaobei watched next to her.

He finally understood the joy of her teasing and his smiling.

Cheng Qiaobei drank a bit more than a case of beer, and as Chen Ningxi cleaned up, Cheng Qiaobei finished his shower and came out.

He stood at the bedroom door, leaning against it with his arms crossed, nodding his chin towards the room, "Come on."

Seeing the desire burning in his eyes, knowing the alcohol would fuel another round of passion tonight, to be honest, it made her a bit timid, she said, "I just finished eating, let me digest."

Cheng Qiaobei took two steps into one, hoisted her up, and walked towards the bedroom, "That’s easy, I’ll help you digest."