The CEO's Naughty Wife

"Mr. Qiao, thank you, thank you so much!"

"I thank your grandpa!"

"Mr. Qiao?"

Assistant Hou was shocked, and wanted to say something else when his voice suddenly stopped.

It was Qiao Dongyang who had hung up on his noisy call.

Clutching his phone, he paused for a moment, his face darkening as he looked at Chi Yue, "Do you think—"

"You don't need to explain anything. Explanation is just another form of cover-up, isn't it?" Chi Yue interrupted him. She lazily looped her arms around her knees, shifting her neck to a comfortable position, enjoying the luxury car's comfort, and watching the unique star pattern on the sunroof. She let out a breath with a half-smile, "No matter how you try to confess your love in a sneaky way, I will not fall for you. Don't waste your effort!"

"..."

Qiao Dongyang's cheeks twitched slightly, and he suddenly turned his head to stare at her.

Chi Yue met his gaze: "Mr. Qiao, hmm?"

The two of them looked at each other in the darkness.

Occasionally, a sliver of streetlight flickered over them as the car moved—

Qiao Dongyang narrowed his eyes: "You sure dare to say it."

Chi Yue gave him a shy "Kill Matt" smile, "Who made me so attractive?"

Qiao Dongyang: "..."

Tengu is an artificial intelligence.

Even if it is smart and has a consciousness, it is still controlled by a program.

Behind the program, there are people.

Therefore, everything Tengu said could naturally be assumed to be the expression of Qiao Dongyang's intentions.

And his call to Assistant Hou not only failed to exonerate himself, it had, on the contrary, only made him look even more suspicious.

This woman, her attacks were lethal without shedding blood—

Her effortless slap, seizing the opportunity to hit Qiao Dongyang's face, became a powerful counterblow to the "coerced consent" and the "claiming of the girlfriend incident."

"Heh!" Qiao Dongyang's eyes darkened as he glanced at his "pig teammate"—Tengu. Knowing he had suffered a loss, he could only faintly smile, "Miss Chi really loves herself, doesn't she?"

"The feeling's mutual." Chi Yue's smile was stiff as she spoke half-truthfully: "Men have never been a necessity for me. So, Mr. Qiao, please be mindful of your restraint, and don't fall too deeply and become the second Duan Chengcheng, taking things to an extreme."

Without saying a word, Qiao Dongyang lifted the corners of his lips in a sneer, his mocking gaze seeming to say, "Do you really think I could fall for you?"

However,

Chi Yue pretended not to notice.

She earnestly rubbed her knees, leaned back, and closed her eyes, "Men who are crazy for me, you're not the first, and you won't be the last. Don't take it too seriously. It won't weigh on my mind."

Qiao Dongyang scoffed: "Miss Chi, do you even know what shame is?"

"Mr. Qiao, do you know shame can hurt?"

"..."

Any normal man at this time would likely lack the desire to continue the conversation, even if the woman was stunningly beautiful. Yet, after hearing her, Qiao Dongyang actually displayed a smile with a profound meaning.

"Interesting! In my more than twenty years, I finally meet a woman who has guts."

He crossed his arms and looked sideways at Chi Yue's beautiful face, "With such boldness, Miss Chi isn't afraid..." He suddenly lowered his head and stared intently at her, "Aren't you afraid I'll hit you?"

Chi Yue was startled and patted her chest, "How scary! I'm terrified. Hahahaha..."

Her sudden laughter jarred Qiao Dongyang's nerves.

"You think it's funny?"

"Heh!" Chi Yue half-opened her eyes, reining in her smile, lazily laughed: "Mr. Qiao is a decent man, he wouldn't hit a woman..."

"Is that so?" Qiao Dongyang's head slowly lowered, moving closer to her as if to see her face more clearly, inch by inch, so close that Chi Yue could almost feel his scorching breath. He suddenly smiled and blew a breath at her.

"I am not a decent man..."

A warm puff of air brushed against her face, and Chi Yue's hairs stood on end.

She had never liked men getting close to her, nor did she enjoy bodily contact with them...

Though Qiao Dongyang's breath wasn't unpleasant, even carrying a nice hint of mint mouthwash, she still felt overwhelmed, every cell in her body sending her warning signals—

Chi Yue tossed her head back, "Warning you, don't come any closer."

"I'm already close, what will you do about it? Hm?"

His voice was pleasing to the ear, warm, and seductive.

Like a spring breeze suddenly sweeping over a frozen wasteland, it instantly rippled a pond of spring water...

The carriage was extremely quiet, not a sound to be heard.

"..."

Chi Yue looked at him with disbelief on her face.

The two confronted each other for a few seconds; she shifted towards the car window, her eyes slightly scornful, "With these little tricks, you think you can seduce me?"

"Oh. Can't I?" Qiao Dongyang lifted his hand, and the soft pad of his finger suddenly pressed against her forehead, rubbing it like a point massage, then pressed down hard, "How about this?"

"Qiao Dongyang!" Chi Yue sat up straight, no longer dodging, "I warn you again. Don't touch me, do you really think I wouldn't dare to deal with you?"

Qiao Dongyang was smiling.

"I would also like to know, what are you going to do with me? Hmm~"

He was like a mischievous child who had found amusement.

While talking, he poked her forehead again with his finger.

"Hisss!" Chi Yue, angry, pushed away, "Do you believe I will hit you?"

"Believe!" Qiao Dongyang lazily glanced at her, stretching out his long limbs, "Come on then!"

There are some people, because of their good looks, who can hardly be hated even when they do something bad.

Qiao Dongyang was exactly this type—

Although he was behaving so badly, Chi Yue noticed that her best friend was actually giggling quietly in the front seat.

Chi Yue was speechless!

Did they think this was "flirting and quarreling"?

"Qiao Dongyang, a man can be killed but not insulted! If you're brave enough, let's take this outside—"

"Taking it outside doesn't seem appropriate, does it?" Qiao Dongyang was smiling, his faint smile blending into the fleeting light, with a hint of mystery that was hard to fathom, "How about we find a more comfortable place?"

"—"

Chi Yue was gasping for air!

When a woman argues with a man, sometimes she really is at a disadvantage.

Of course—if the woman has no shame, that's a different story altogether.

"Fine!" Chi Yue, having figured this out, relaxed her body and cheekily glanced at him, "Then shall we... go now?"

"?" Qiao Dongyang was taken aback.

"Ha!" Chi Yue slowly broke into a smile, blooming like a rose that had suddenly opened, beautiful and thorny like fire, "If you don't go, then you are my grandson!"

She was a beautiful woman.

Fair-skinned, attractive, with long legs, a seductive smile, and a voluptuous figure, even speaking unrefined words, her little red lips parted in such a way as to display her sexy side right in front of Qiao Dongyang...

Like a bad woman.

A temptress of a bad woman.

Qiao Dongyang squinted, assessing her.

From such close proximity, both could clearly see each other's expressions.

In this confined space, their gazes met, their breathing clear, as if something ambiguous was about to arise—