My beautiful CEO wife
Chapter 37: I Feel Dizzy, What Should I Do?

Chapter 37: Chapter 37: I Feel Dizzy, What Should I Do?

"Sister Mo, I’ve said what I had to say, believe it or not, it’s up to you now." Xiao Zheng took a drag on his cigarette, indifferent.

Mo Anna was a smart woman.

Since Xiao Zheng didn’t want to say more, naturally, she wasn’t foolish enough to press him further.

"Ouch, ouch." At this moment, Mo Anna placed her hand on her forehead, her elegant eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"What’s the matter, Sister Mo?" Xiao Zheng asked.

With a vague expression, Mo Anna said, "Xiao Zheng, I think I drank a bit too much. The alcohol is hitting me, and I’m feeling a bit dizzy."

"Feeling a bit dizzy?"

Oh, come on~

She wasn’t dizzy before, and now she is? What kind of dizziness is this?

"Why don’t you take me home? Just send me back," Mo Anna thought to herself with a plan already in mind.

Xiao Zheng said with a face full of reluctance, "But Sister Mo, that wouldn’t be very appropriate, would it? My wife is waiting for me at home."

"Ouch, ouch, can you really bear to watch Sister Mo go home all dizzy and woozy? What if I run into some bad people? If something were to happen to Sister Mo, could you bear to see me upset?"

Seeing his hesitation, Mo Anna continued to fake distress and her delicate body went limp, falling onto him.

She didn’t believe Xiao Zheng would let her fall, especially since she, as such a charming and beautiful woman, had ample allure for any man.

"I’ll take you home, okay?"

Xiao Zheng was resigned.

Mo Anna felt a secret little thrill of triumph.

But, as a woman, one must always put on a show.

"That said, I didn’t force you or anything. It was you who offered to take me."

"Yes, yes, I’m the one who will take you," Xiao Zheng nodded.

Which greatly pleased Mo Anna.

The two hailed a taxi, and in less than half an hour, they arrived at a high-end residential complex.

This community, being newly developed, featured villa clusters and high-rises, with an especially beautiful environment—fifty percent of the area was covered in green spaces!

And Mo Anna lived in a luxurious high-rise, which, given her status, wouldn’t have been difficult for her to exchange for a villa.

But as Mo Anna said, she didn’t like the solitariness of a villa. She preferred living in high-rises, where she could look down on everything below and see further into the distance.

"Sister Mo, you’re home now. I’ll be heading back," Xiao Zheng said at the door.

With raised eyebrows, Mo Anna asked, "Aren’t you going to come in and sit for a while?"

"No, I should get back home."

"Ouch, my head still feels a bit woozy," Mo Anna’s body went limp again.

"Alright, alright, I’ll take you inside then," Xiao Zheng said, rolling his eyes.

He wrapped his arm around her slender waist and walked into the apartment.

After turning on the lights, Xiao Zheng realized Mo Anna’s home was incredibly cozy—warm lighting, homey decor, and luxurious furnishings.

Even Xiao Zheng, who had stayed in royal palaces, didn’t think much of them.

But the layout of Mo Anna’s home really caught his eye.

Perhaps, this was what a home should feel like?

"Xiao Zheng, what do you think? Not bad, huh?" Mo Anna said, reclining on the sofa.

"Nice," Xiao Zheng nodded.

"If you think it’s nice, stay here tonight?" Mo Anna blurted out, her eyes flickering with panic, unsure why she said such a thing.

"Uh, heh, if I stay here, aren’t you afraid that I might ’devour’ you tonight?"

Xiao Zheng chuckled, feigning a threat.

Biting her lip, Mo Anna joked half-seriously, "Well, eat me if you want; being ’eaten’ by you would be a pleasure. You’re so young; Sister Mo would love to be eaten by you."

Her face was already flushed with heat as she spoke.

Fortunately, Xiao Zheng didn’t notice.

Xiao Zheng laughed it off, not taking it seriously, thinking Mo Anna was just joking. As an experienced man, he was used to this kind of banter.

"By the way, Xiao Zheng, my face feels so hot. Do you think I have a fever?" Mo Anna murmured softly.

A fever?

Walking over to her, Xiao Zheng reached out and touched her forehead, laughing, "Sister Mo, you don’t have a fever."

Suddenly, Mo Anna grabbed Xiao Zheng’s arm and shoved him onto the sofa.

Looking down at him, she asked, "Xiao Zheng, do you think Sister Mo is beautiful?"

Pressed down, Xiao Zheng helplessly nodded, "Beautiful, aside from my wife, you’re the most beautiful."

"A wife? Do you really have one?"

"Uh, yes," Xiao Zheng admitted sheepishly, thinking to himself that the so-called wife was merely a contractual arrangement, never knowing when she might change her mind and render the marriage null and void.

Mo Anna fell silent for a bit then smiled wryly, "So what? As long as we’re not married, I’m single.

I can do whatever I want, and he has no right to tell me otherwise. Besides, what era are we in now? A fiancé is nothing more than a formality of engagement. If Mo Anna wants out, I’ll get out. What do you think?"

"Well, that’s true," Xiao Zheng didn’t contest her words.

Indeed, in this rapidly developing society, the concept of a fiancé was an old-fashioned idea. Now what matters is freedom and fairness in marriage.

No one should be forced to be with someone they don’t like or do things they don’t enjoy.

"Xiao Zheng, do you hear how fast my heart is beating?"

"Giggle, can you hear my heartbeat?" Mo Anna laughed without inhibition.

"I can, I can feel it..."