Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 211: Whether It’s Finished or Not Is Up to Me

Chapter 211: Chapter 211: Whether It’s Finished or Not Is Up to Me

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Chen Ningxi just didn’t know that Cheng Qiaobei went to the brick factory the next day.

Before leaving work, Chen Ningxi received a WeChat message from Cheng Qiaobei.

north, "I’ll be home late, don’t wait for me for dinner."

Chen Ningxi thought he was working overtime and didn’t think much of it.

Chen Ningxi, "Got it, remember to eat dinner."

north, "Okay."

The night was deep, the bright moon cast a gentle silver glow over the quiet Longshi Village. A blue Porsche Cayenne was parked by the roadside at the village entrance, its lights off. The moonlight grazed the car’s body, emanating a noble, dangerous sheen. The person inside the car checked the time on the dashboard; it was already past eleven at night.

Cheng Qiaobei stubbed out his cigarette, opened the car door, and got out. From the trunk, he took out gloves and put them on, then pulled out a baseball bat, swung it a few times, making the wind howl around it. The village dogs were very alert and started barking at the noise. Cheng Qiaobei casually took a sausage from his pocket and threw it over the wall; the barking stopped instantly.

He carried the baseball bat along the path into the village, where the houses were in a row. Further in was a large courtyard with its own gate and walls.

Cheng Qiaobei came to the back window and through the glass, heard a woman inside whimpering softly, the sound of slapping rhythmic. He then walked to the courtyard wall, which was about a man’s height. Taking a few steps back to gain momentum, he ran and vaulted up to the top of the wall, flipping over into the courtyard.

He pounded hard on the door at the front, making it bang loudly in its frame. People inside the house were scared into chaos.

Cheng Qiaobei heard a woman inside say, "Oh no, my husband is back. Quick, quick, out through the back window."

They didn’t dare turn on the lights inside. Xiong Chengbin, completely naked, hugged a pile of clothes and headed for the back window.

Cheng Qiaobei heard the sound at the back window and swiftly flipped out, arriving just in time to see a naked man clutching clothes as he jumped out.

He kicked at him, causing Xiong Chengbin to fall forward like a dog eating dirt. Bent over, Cheng Qiaobei wrapped the clothes around his head, then swung the bat onto the man’s body, making him howl with each hit.

The woman inside heard the scuffle outside and assumed it was her husband catching her in the act. She dared not show herself, hiding inside and not even daring to breathe loudly.

Cheng Qiaobei shouted angrily, "How dare you touch my wife!"

Xiong Chengbin, already beaten into a pig’s head, writhed in pain on the ground, mistakenly thinking it was the woman’s husband. He could only hold his head and beg for mercy:

"I won’t dare anymore, I won’t come again, I swear."

Cheng Qiaobei, tired from the beating and having drawn the attention of a few nearby households who turned on their lights, left under the cover of night. He threw the bat onto the backseat floor of his car and drove away.

Even without Chen Ningxi telling him, he could have found out, having investigated Xiong Chengbin’s background thoroughly.

Xiong Chengbin had a lover in the village. His wife was detained, and at such a perfect opportunity, when the woman’s husband went to the city to work, how could he possibly stay honest?

Xiong Chengbin, hearing someone open a door, was afraid of being seen in this sorry state. Enduring the pain, he picked up his clothes and limped into the nearby cornfield.

On the way back, Cheng Qiaobei drove at a moderate speed, his window down. His hand, holding a cigarette, rested on the window as he exhaled a plume of smoke. Remembering Xiong Chengbin’s embarrassing state just now, a satisfied smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

His wife was injured, had three stitches. She just got a five-day detention and paid medical bills to settle it? Damn it! Whether it’s settled or not, I’m the one who decides!

He couldn’t beat a woman; this score could only be settled with Xiong Chengbin.

When Cheng Qiaobei got home, Chen Ningxi was already asleep. After showering, he went to the fridge for a beer to quench his thirst and saw a cute pink sticky note on the fridge door, which read—

[Manager Cheng, there’s spicy lemon shrimp I made in the fridge. Enjoy it. —Your wife~]

Cheng Qiaobei’s gaze softened instantly as he took out the lemon shrimp from the fridge.

A summer night, ice-cold beer, spicy lemon shrimp, and the loved one who was asleep in the room.

Cheng Qiaobei was content and cherished his current life.

With her injuries, ever since his return, Cheng Qiaobei hadn’t laid a finger on her. Even lying on the bed, he kept a person’s width away from her. The reason for the distance was because Cheng Qiaobei worried that in his sleep, he might subconsciously pull her into his arms and touch the wounds on her shoulder and waist.

Whew... Cheng Qiaobei let out a light sigh. His gentle gaze traced the sleeping face under the moonlight. The yearning to touch but not being able to was an itch in his heart.

He lay on his side and gently removed a strand of loose hair from her eyelashes. Unable to resist, he propped on his elbow and leaned in to kiss her lips before lying back down.

Cheng Qiaobei frowned, grumbling silently. Why did you wake up from just a kiss?

He turned over, facing away from her, muttering, "Hit him lightly, hit him lightly..."

At dawn, with the first light of morning.

Chen Ningxi opened her eyes and saw his broad back, the lazy morning light draping over him, his hair dyed nearly translucent with a golden hue, looking soft and fluffy. The scene was very warm and pleasing to the eye.

Her hand gently touched his back. He stirred slightly, and she withdrew her hand.

Cheng Qiaobei turned over, sleepy-eyed, and said, "Awake?"

Chen Ningxi smiled, "Good morning."

Cheng Qiaobei instinctively reached to hold her but stopped halfway. Chen Ningxi knew he was afraid of hurting her, so she snuggled into his arms, her forehead nuzzling his chin.

The familiar scent, the soft person, Cheng Qiaobei inexplicably felt at ease. She was his emotional stabilizer.

"What time did you come back last night?" Chen Ningxi asked.

Cheng Qiaobei said, "Around midnight, I don’t remember exactly. The lemon shrimp was delicious."

"Hehe..." Chen Ningxi laughed with her eyes closed, "I still sleep comfortably when you hold me."

Cheng Qiaobei kissed her on the forehead, "I always said, you can’t sleep without me."

Chen Ningxi nudged with her forehead, "Everyone else has cats or dogs to snuggle; just you always kiss me."

"Don’t like it?" Cheng Qiaobei teased, "Should I ask someone else? Maybe someone else would like it."

Chen Ningxi opened her eyes, "I’ll bite you."

Cheng Qiaobei chuckled, "Then let me kiss you two more times."

Chen Ningxi used the quilt to block his face, "No, you haven’t brushed your teeth."

...

In the morning, Chen Ningxi and Tian Quan, Liu Shaojun began investigating electricity theft users again. On the way, she heard a shocking piece of gossip from Tian Quan.

Tian Quan smiled knowingly, "Manager Chen, I’ll tell you something that will definitely make you feel better."

Chen Ningxi didn’t understand, asking, "What is it?"

Tian Quan said, "The boss of Xingwang Brick Factory, Xiong Chengbin, was beaten up last night. My wife’s sister-in-law works at a chicken farm in the village and said he got caught cheating. Someone saw him crawling into the cornfield completely naked. Aye, you reap what you sow. He won’t admit it though, insists he fell, but with a head beaten into a pig’s head... Hahaha...who would believe he fell. Just wait until his wife gets out, they probably have another fight."

"Is that so," Chen Ningxi didn’t react much.

Liu Shaojun said, "The village is such a small place, news spreads fast."

Chen Ningxi turned her head to look outside the car, uninterested in these topics, instead contemplating that after only a few days of investigation, the detected amount of stolen electricity was substantial.

She calculated in her mind, realizing that there was a need to quickly enhance technological monitoring of electricity theft.

At that time, Pan Cheng, with a broad smile, arrived at the Danjiang Power Supply Office, just about to knock on Chen Ningxi’s office door when Dai Chi called him over.

"Manager Pan," Dai Chi called to him, "looking for Manager Chen?"

Pan Cheng said, "I won a contract bid, came over for Manager Chen to sign it."

Dai Chi said, "Manager Chen went out to investigate electricity theft, not sure when she’ll be back."

Pan Cheng said, "Then I’ll call her."

"Oh, by the way," Dai Chi stopped his hand reaching for the phone, "Here’s a chance to ingratiate yourself. Manager Chen got injured investigating electricity theft a few days ago, needed three stitches in her arm, so seize the opportunity to show your support."

Pan Cheng had a sudden jolt in his heart, "Three stitches?"