Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 95 You’re So Sweet

Chapter 95: Chapter 95 You’re So Sweet

Chen Ningxi took a deep breath and dialed Ye Yujun’s number under Cheng Qiaobei’s watchful eyes.

"Mom, are you busy?"

Ye Yujun was tending to her carefully nurtured succulents, "No, just watering the plants."

"Is Dad at home?"

"With May Day coming up, he’s out for dinner with some union officials, not home yet."

Chen Ningxi said, "Mom, didn’t you always urge me to get married? I’ve settled it for you."

"Oh." At first, Ye Yujun didn’t quite register it, focused on trimming the dead leaves from her succulents. Suddenly she realized something was amiss, "What do you mean you’ve settled it?"

Chen Ningxi said, "We registered the marriage today."

With a snap, Ye Yujun broke her favorite peach-colored mountain rose, "Oh... it snapped, oh dear..."

Ye Yujun hurriedly tried to replant the broken succulent into the soil, then questioned over the phone, "Registered?"

Chen Ningxi: "Mm."

Ye Yujun felt her head buzz as if it was going to explode, speaking anxiously and clumsily, "You, you got registered?"

"Mm."

"You got registered, did you consult anyone beforehand?" Ye Yujun’s anger surged, her lips trembling, "Who did you tell? Did you consult your father and me? Do you even know Cheng Qiaobei? Marriage is a big deal, and you’re treating it so lightly!!!"

Chen Ningxi said, "Mom, don’t get worked up."

The more she was advised not to, the more furious she became. Ye Yujun snapped, "Why shouldn’t I get worked up? How can I not be worked up?"

Chen Ningxi held the phone away, hunched her shoulders, and waited for her mom to finish venting before putting it back to her ear, "Mom, I’ve thought it through and decided to marry Cheng Qiaobei, with or without discussing it with you."

Ye Yujun paused a second, "Do you think your father and I don’t exist? Don’t we matter to you? This is such a big deal, shouldn’t you discuss it with us? Do you respect your parents at all? All those years of education for nothing?"

"Not consulting you was my mistake," the phone was snatched away by Cheng Qiaobei, who placed it to his ear, "Mom, it’s me, Cheng."

"..."

Suddenly being called Mom, Ye Yujun was stunned.

"Don’t call me that yet, your father and I... I mean your uncle and I haven’t agreed yet." Ye Yujun felt a tightness in her chest, walked to the window for air, and continued, "You’re really disregarding us as elders, getting registered with Ningxi without even a discussion. Did you handle this properly?"

Cheng Qiaobei humbly accepted the criticism, "I was inconsiderate, I was wrong. Please don’t blame Ningxi, it was all my idea. Blame me, scold me instead."

Ye Yujun was furious, "How could you register without a word, what were you thinking?"

Even with the best temper and upbringing, it was hard for Ye Yujun to calmly face their act-first, report-later behavior.

"Mom, please don’t be angry; Ningxi and I will come back tomorrow to explain in person."

Ye Yujun needed to calm down as well, "Alright, come over first thing tomorrow."

Cheng Qiaobei: "Okay, Mom."

After hanging up, Cheng Qiaobei handed the phone back to Chen Ningxi, "We’ll go first thing tomorrow."

Chen Ningxi: "I heard."

She was much calmer than Cheng Qiaobei. Cheng Qiaobei sized her up, "Mom seemed pretty angry, aren’t you worried?"

"Take out ’seemed.’"

Cheng Qiaobei pulled her into his embrace, "They won’t hit me tomorrow, right?"

Chen Ningxi glanced at him sideways, "Scared? What about earlier?"

Cheng Qiaobei held her tighter, resting his chin on her shoulder, eyes filled with gentle smiles, "If they do, it’s okay. My skin’s thick and durable, just so long as they aren’t upset."

"Sigh..." Chen Ningxi sighed.

"Don’t worry, I’m here tomorrow," Cheng Qiaobei soothed her back. Chen Ningxi said, "When my dad finds out tonight, that’s when it’ll be difficult."

Cheng Qiaobei had anticipated this, smiling easily as he tucked her loose hair behind her ear, "It’s alright, leave it to me."

Chen Ningxi placed her hands on Cheng Qiaobei’s shoulders, "My dad’s temper, even if left to you, might not persuade him. I’d better handle it."

"We’ll do it together." Cheng Qiaobei tightened his grip on her waist, "If Dad says I tricked you into marrying me, just say yes, don’t argue with him. Let me explain."

Chen Ningxi wasn’t someone who shied away from trouble. With clear, bright eyes, she looked into Cheng Qiaobei’s, "What do you mean tricked? Do you think I’m still at an age to fall for tricks? With someone I like, I can tell at a glance; with someone I don’t, even after eight or ten years, nothing will come of it. As for trickery, there’s none between us. We’re mutually attracted."

Cheng Qiaobei loved her clarity and straightforwardness. They said women were more easily drawn to powerful men, but in Cheng Qiaobei’s eyes, he was the one drawn to strength.

Chen Ningxi’s confidence, knowledge, positivity, sensitivity, humor, and the richness of her inner world all fascinated Cheng Qiaobei.

He gazed at Chen Ningxi’s face, his throat tightening. Chen Ningxi also sensed the suddenly quiet atmosphere.

The hand behind her waist slowly moved to her spine. Her whole body tensed, as the person in front of her slowly closed in. His lips were so close, Chen Ningxi’s heart raced, but remembering last time’s trickery, she didn’t close her eyes. The next second, he closed his eyes, took her lips gently, softly pressing and lingering. She stared at him in amazement, realizing that when a man kisses you deeply with emotion, it’s so sexy and enticing, leaving her heart pounding.

His kisses grew more passionate, pressing her onto the sofa. His long hand brushed across her brow and eyes. Darkness descended, her senses fully awakened.

The wonderful sensation tugged at the deepest strings within her, with each strum bringing immense pleasure, as if she were flying in the clouds.

One by one, buttons were undone, his hot breath sprayed across her face, and the sound of heated kissing tore through the silent veil, breaking the last threads of reason. Impulsive cells crashed around, almost shattering her entirely.

"Cheng... mm..." Her voice was swallowed by him, hands helplessly grasping the pillow above her head, as if clutching the last straw of life after drowning. Her slender jade hands gripped the soft pillow firmly; beads of sweat soon covered her forehead.

Cheng Qiaobei suddenly propped himself up and looked down at her. Chen Ningxi’s cheeks were colored with an intoxicating blush, breathing irregularly, her chest heaving. She swallowed and said, "Should we maybe change the location?"

"Pfft..." Cheng Qiaobei laughed. He breathed heavily, his sexy Adam’s apple rolling up and down, and with a husky voice tinged with post-passion, he said, "You taste sweet."

Chen Ningxi choked, "I, I... I had a piece of gum earlier, peach-flavored."

For some reason, her heart was beating particularly fast.

"Ningxi..." his voice grew huskier, making Chen Ningxi shiver as if electrocuted.

The crystal light refracted brilliant rays, descending from above him. His whole body was submerged within the play of light and shadow. From this angle, he had a kind of chaste brokenness, as if he were on the verge of tearing her apart.

Suddenly, Cheng Qiaobei rose and lifted her horizontally....