Sweetie, don't look at him, kiss me.

Stepping out of the Century Building, Lin Qingmian coldly shook off Lin Qingqing's arm, which was holding hers: "How did you know?"

Lin Qingqing smiled and said, "Of course it's... a guess."

She raised her hand to tidy up the stray hairs at her temples, a slight smile playing on her lips, her voice tinged with a hint of smugness: "I didn't expect it to actually be true."

Lin Qingmian's brows furrowed deeply.

She thought Lin Qingqing had really discovered something, but she never expected that she was the one who had been exposed...

"you……"

She paused for a moment, then lowered her voice: "Don't tell anyone about this."

"We were secretly married; it was his requirement, and I had to comply."

"I can't tell my parents either."

Don't worry.

Lin Qingqing laughed, a hint of mockery in her eyes: "I won't give you a status that puts you above me."

She knew better than anyone what kind of people the Lin couple were.

If they find out that Lin Qingmian is Ji Linzhou's legal wife...

So, the next person to be chosen as the apple of the Lin family's eye will have to be changed.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingqing stepped forward and took Lin Qingmian's arm again, her voice softening: "But now that you've married Ji Linzhou, I'll leave my marriage to Ji Xingye to you, Mianmian."

Although Ji Xingye is not as good as Ji Linzhou, he is at least a member of the Ji family.

If she had married Ji Xingye, the Lin family couple wouldn't have been so devoted to Lin Qingmian alone.

not to mention……

Lin Qingmian and Ji Linzhou have a marriage of convenience; they might get divorced any day now.

Naturally, she wanted to secure as many benefits for herself as possible while Lin Qingmian was still Ji Linzhou's wife.

Lin Qingmian lowered her eyelashes and fell silent.

Lin Qingqing has taken too much from her since she was a child.

Awards, opportunities, father's favoritism, mother's care...

Now, she's even going to steal the man she once loved so deeply.

But right now, she has something on him, and it seems she has no other choice but to agree.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingmian breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Okay."

Lin Qingqing smiled, her smile growing even brighter: "I knew it, Mianmian, you're the most sensible one."

She reached out and patted Lin Qingmian's shoulder, her voice light and cheerful: "Don't worry, I'll keep things calm with Mom and Dad and not let them know."

"No one would spread rumors."

After saying that, he released Lin Qingmian, took a step back, and looked at her with a smile: "Alright, I won't bother you anymore."

"Go find Ji Linzhou... go find your husband, go and cuckold yourself."

After saying that, she winked at Lin Qingmian, turned around, and gracefully left in her high heels.

Lin Qingmian stood there, watching Lin Qingqing's departing figure, her fingers clenched so tightly they turned white.

After a long while, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and hailed a taxi.

While on the bus, she suddenly remembered that she was supposed to meet with the owner of the Morning and Evening Line this afternoon.

She quickly scrolled through her chat history with Fang Shiyang and discovered that he had messaged her half an hour earlier: "The boss is busy today, so we'll cancel our meeting for another day."

Upon seeing this message, Lin Qingmian breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling a sense of peace.

This collaboration with Dawn & Dusk Line became the opportunity for her to enter the haute couture industry and take her career to the next level.

She must seize this opportunity.

When Lin Qingmian returned home, the apartment was empty; Ji Linzhou was not there.

Lin Qingmian changed her shoes, walked into the living room, threw her bag on the sofa, slumped against the back of the sofa, and closed her eyes.

My mind is a mess, filled with all the things that happened today.

And what Ji Linzhou said—

"For me, marriage is a transaction, a business deal."

Don't expect me to have any feelings for you.

She raised her hand and pinched her aching brow, forcing herself not to think about these things.

She was probably too tired, because she actually fell asleep leaning against the sofa.

When I woke up, it was already evening.

Lin Qingmian hesitated for a moment, then took out her phone, found Bai Cheng's number, and dialed it.

The call was answered quickly.

"Mrs?"

"Baicheng".

Lin Qingmian paused for a moment: "Ji Linzhou...where is he?"

"The master is in a meeting."

Bai Cheng lowered his voice: "Madam, is there something you need from the master?"

"Is he... coming home for dinner tonight?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Bai Cheng's voice sounded somewhat troubled: "Madam, I'm afraid it won't work tonight."

"There's been some trouble at the overseas branch. My husband has a meeting this afternoon, and then another international conference tonight, which will probably go on very late..."

Lin Qingmian paused for a moment, then said, "I understand."

After hanging up the phone, she lay on the sofa for a while, then got up and went to the kitchen.

There wasn't much food left in the refrigerator, so she found a piece of beef, a few tomatoes, and a bunch of greens.

She put on her apron and began washing, chopping, and cooking the rice.

The movements were skillful and executed in one smooth motion.

She made braised beef, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and also cooked a bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup.

She packed the food into a thermos, changed into clean clothes, and went out with the thermos.

In the evening, she came to the Century Building again.

Because Bai Cheng had given prior notice, Lin Qingmian was escorted to the floor where Ji Linzhou's office was located after she entered the building.

As the elevator ascended, her heart pounded in her chest.

When she reached the top floor, the elevator doors opened, and she immediately saw Bai Cheng.

Bai Cheng was standing at the office door, holding a stack of documents. When he saw her, his eyes lit up instantly: "Madam, you've arrived."

"Is he still in a meeting?"

"Um."

Bai Cheng nodded and pointed towards the conference room: "It should be over soon."

Lin Qingmian looked in the direction he was pointing.

The meeting room door was closed, but through the frosted glass, she could see shadowy figures inside.

She couldn't hear what they were saying, only the occasional deep voice of the man, carrying a hint of seriousness and unquestionable authority.

Lin Qingmian walked to the office door, hesitated for a moment, and did not go in.

She stood at the door, holding a thermos, waiting quietly.

Through the frosted glass of the conference room, she could see Ji Linzhou's figure.

He stood in front of the projection screen, holding a laser pointer, and was saying something.

He took off his suit jacket and draped it over the back of the chair, wearing only a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing a section of his lean and strong wrist.

He had an upright posture, sharp profile, and a jawline so smooth it looked like it had been cut with a knife.

As Lin Qingmian watched, her heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

She quickly looked away, lowered her head, and stared at the thermos in her hand.

But the image of him kissing her against the refrigerator last night kept flashing through her mind, along with his deep, desire-filled eyes as he lay on top of her...