The CEO’s Art of Wife Chasing

Due to Grandma Jin’s exposure, certain situations began to become clear, and a few days later, the most severe aftermath occurred, such as—
　　”Hey, be careful or I’ll sue you for sexual harassment!” Zhi Wei brushed off the man’s large hand and jumped back a few steps.
　　Hmph, last time he tricked her with some nonsense about Xiao Cha being nothing to worry about, making her look foolish. She hadn’t even gotten her revenge yet!
　　”I’m not afraid.”
　　”You’re getting more and more bold! It’s work hours, please control yourself a bit, okay?” Zhi Wei glared at the man’s triumphant smile, shaking her head helplessly.
　　Ever since Grandma Jin’s visit, everyone in the company knew about their “unusual” relationship. Facing her colleagues’ curious inquiries, Zhi Wei inevitably felt a bit awkward. This man, however, not only seemed at ease but had become increasingly brazen!
　　”Then let’s wait until after work. I’ll pick you up for dinner tonight.”
　　”Tonight? But… I’m afraid I’m not free. I have plans with friends.” Humph! He didn’t even ask if it was okay, as if she was just at his beck and call.
　　”Is that so, then…” Shang Peng furrowed his brow, when suddenly his phone rang.
　　”Hello… Oh, it’s Miss Meng?” As soon as he answered, his expression immediately brightened, and he glanced casually at Zhi Wei.
　　Who was this Miss Meng? Zhi Wei eyed his beaming face, pretending to be busy organizing her documents while her ears perked up.
　　”Your store is opening tonight? Treat me? How could I? Well, if I’m free tonight, I’ll stop by… Okay, we’ll be in touch.”
　　After ending the call, Shang Peng looked at Zhi Wei’s hesitant expression and casually explained: “An old friend who opened a sauna. I thought I’d have nothing to do tonight…”
　　”Who says you have nothing to do? Didn’t you say you’d take me to dinner?” Zhi Wei said with a stern face.
　　”Oh.” Blinking, Shang Peng grinned, “But you said—”
　　”I just remembered I got the date wrong. I’m not actually meeting friends tonight.”
　　”Then—”
　　”You’re coming to pick me up, right? What time?”
　　”Seven o’clock, how’s that?”
　　”Mm.” Holding her files, Zhi Wei left with a triumphant smile.
　　An even more triumphant smile appeared after she left.
　　Shang Peng glanced at his phone. CEO Meng, thank you for your timely call.
　　At the same time—
　　”Crazy!” In the bustling night market, a handsome man muttered into his phone.
　　”What’s wrong? Didn’t Shang Peng answer?” A beautiful woman emerged from a stall, approaching him.
　　”He answered, but…”
　　”But what?”
　　”But he’s gone mad!” Talking nonsense with him and even calling him “Miss Meng”?
　　”He’s gone mad?”
　　”Never mind. Come, tell me what you’ve won?” Meng Ting patted his wife’s shoulder, asking softly.
　　”I… nothing! Not a single one!” Her beautiful face instantly fell.
　　”Let me!” Rolling up his sleeve, Meng Ting joined the game.
　　”That one! The third from the right! Yes, yes, yes… Go for it!” His wife excitedly clenched her fists.
　　One, two, three… The man threw with all his might.
　　”Wow! Hit it! Husband, you’re the best! The absolute best!”
　　Seeing his wife’s excitement, Meng Ting wiped sweat from his forehead and continued.
　　He was crazy too. A billionaire CEO, actually trying hard for a ceramic figurine worth just a few dollars.
　　But as long as she was happy, what did it matter if he was crazy? Dark night, strong wind—perfect time to get drunk?
　　”Come on, walk carefully.” Zhi Wei supported the swaying man into the room, wondering internally—how did he suddenly get so drunk?
　　”Lie down here, I’ll get you some tea.” As she was about to turn after helping the man to the couch, she suddenly felt dizzy.
　　Oh no, why was she about to pass out too? Just as she was leaning forward, an arm quickly reached out and caught her.
　　Shang Peng successfully wrapped his arm around her waist, but lost his balance, causing both of them to fall back onto the couch.
　　”You—” Zhi Wei finally realized—”You were faking being drunk?”
　　”Because this time I didn’t want to say goodbye at the door.”
　　”Ugh! You’re really bad!”
　　”Bad? You dare call me bad?” Shang Peng deliberately made a claw gesture, grinning: “If it weren’t for you, would Grandma have sealed my rest room? And issued a ban making me a vegetarian? You know, I can barely hold back…”
　　”You, you, you…” Zhi Wei dared not ignore this lion about to unleash his wild nature, “Actually, being vegetarian isn’t so bad…”
　　”No, I want meat!”
　　”But Grandma issued a ban—”
　　”Except you, you’re outside the ban.”
　　”Ah?” Zhi Wei blinked. Wasn’t this clearly…
　　His hand quietly reached towards her, unbuttoning her shirt, which she didn’t notice in her daze.
　　”Now you understand? Grandma has already started arranging our marriage.”
　　”I… I haven’t agreed to marry you!” While arguing, she still hadn’t noticed the thieving hands at her chest.
　　”I know, so Grandma taught me a trick.”
　　”What?”
　　”Strike first!”
　　She “wow”-ed in protest: “Why is everyone in your family so despicable?”
　　”Well, you’ll soon be part of the family and can share this honor.”
　　Good grief, what honor? Zhi Wei tried to prop herself up, but a restraining force pulled her down.
　　His large hand was like a tiger’s clamp, tightly gripping her slender waist.
　　”You…” She looked down and immediately regretted her hasty movement.
　　She shouldn’t have moved, or more precisely, she shouldn’t have moved just perfectly… perfectly positioning her chest right in front of his mouth!
　　Even worse, when did her shirt even open?