Jiang Che was truly an old hand at playing the green tea game, having successfully charmed Ji Ningxue into surrendering.
Of course, this kind of flirting technique had one crucial prerequisite—you had to be ridiculously handsome. Otherwise, it was just a wasted effort!
"Stay here and don’t move around. I have a meeting to attend. Make sure no one sees you—the employees all know I’m married..." Ji Ningxue said with a serious expression.
Although the company staff looked down on Xiao Chen and he was often met with closed doors whenever he visited, he was still her husband in name. If people saw her being ambiguous with another man despite having a family, it would be hard to explain.
"No problem, Ningning-jie. Don’t worry, I won’t wander around."
"Mm, good." With that, Ji Ningxue left the office.
The moment she stepped out, Jiang Che stretched lazily. "Playing the role of a green tea little brother is exhausting. I don’t know how those green tea girls keep up the act all the time," he muttered to himself.
"Xiao Chen, since you, the Dragon King War God, want to play the pure love game, don’t blame me for cutting in."
Even though his total interaction with Ji Ningxue hadn’t even lasted four hours, Jiang Che had already figured out her personality—she was definitely not the type to stay faithful.
If Xiao Chen weren’t the Dragon King War God and were just some ordinary loser, even without Jiang Che’s interference... his future would still be a vast, green pasture.
Since he’s destined to be cuckolded anyway, why not let me do the honors? How does that sound, Dragon King-sama?
Jiang Che let out a sinister chuckle—
Suddenly, he noticed something and walked over to the balcony, looking down to see a man riding an electric scooter with a thermal lunchbox in hand.
Who else could it be but Xiao Chen?
"Tsk tsk tsk, speak of the devil."
Jiang Che’s smile deepened.
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"Let me through! I made Ningning black chicken and ginseng soup—she needs to eat lunch!"
As usual, Xiao Chen was stopped by the security guard at the entrance.
"Get lost. Director Ji isn’t here," the guard said dismissively. Of course, he recognized Xiao Chen, the useless live-in son-in-law.
Though everyone looked down on him, he was still Ji Ningxue’s nominal husband, so outright hostility was avoided.
"That can’t be... I saw Ningning’s car..." Xiao Chen insisted.
The guard chose to remain silent.
"Hey, bro, have a smoke. Ningning’s been mad at me lately—just let me in, okay?"
Xiao Chen shamelessly approached, pulling out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes and offering one from the top.
The mighty Dragon King Asura War God, a half-step Grandmaster, was actually offering a cigarette to a mere security guard?
Xiao Chen had to be the most pathetic half-step Grandmaster in history!
The guard took the cigarette and took a drag. "Still no. But I can deliver the lunchbox for you... How’s that?"
Xiao Chen brightened. "That works! Thanks for the help."
"Sure."
Xiao Chen sat in a small pavilion near the company building, waiting for Ji Ningxue to finish work.
For him, who had grown weary of bloodshed and now sought a peaceful life, his wife was everything—his entire world.
But what Xiao Chen never expected was that the three dishes and soup he had painstakingly prepared would eventually end up... in front of Jiang Che.
After all, it had to be delivered to Ji Ningxue’s office.
"Uh... Young Master Jiang? Why are you in Director Ji’s office...?" Little Li, the secretary, was stunned, even covering her mouth in shock.
At that moment, Jiang Che was only wearing a thin dress shirt, and the faint red marks on his neck were visible. Instantly, Little Li’s imagination ran wild, her excitement skyrocketing.
[Ahhh! Does Young Master Jiang have something going on with Director Ji?!]
[It must be Director Ji preying on a younger man—wait, no! Director Ji is amazing, she’s not some cougar... More like a young tigress devouring fresh meat, hehe~]
[Director Ji has finally come to her senses! How could that useless live-in husband compare to Young Master Jiang?]
Little Li was a die-hard fan of Ji Ningxue and loved shipping celebrities in her free time. Most importantly, she had a big mouth. Without a doubt... the entire company would know about Jiang Che and Ji Ningxue within three days.
"Oh? Jie-jie, what’s that in your hand?" Jiang Che pointed at the thermal lunchbox.
Little Li’s heart raced!
[Ahhh! Young Master Jiang called me 'Jie-jie'?! So polite! Truly a noble young master from a prestigious family...]
"Ahem... This is... um..." She hesitated, not wanting to admit it was from Xiao Chen, Ji Ningxue’s husband.
"It’s lunch Director Ji made for you. She was worried you’d be hungry..." As Ji Ningxue’s secretary, her emotional intelligence was top-tier.
Jiang Che smirked. This secretary knew how to play along!
"Please thank Ningning-jie for me."
Looking at the three dishes and soup inside, Jiang Che’s lips curled into a faint smile.
He had initially considered passing off Xiao Chen’s meal as his own to give to Ji Ningxue, but he quickly dismissed the idea.
Ji Ningxue ate Xiao Chen’s cooking every day—she’d recognize the taste immediately.
Jiang Che picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the chicken.
Then, he scoffed.
This was what he served a female CEO?
Though Xiao Chen’s cooking wasn’t bad—around the level of a professional chef—it was nowhere near Jiang Che’s god-tier culinary skills.
"Looks like the Chef God skill is coming in handy again." Jiang Che snapped his fingers.
No girl could resist Jiang Che’s divine cooking.
Even a brat like Yu Wan'er couldn’t resist the temptation of good food—let alone Ji Ningxue?
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About forty minutes later, Ji Ningxue hurriedly wrapped up her meeting.
A session that usually took nearly two hours was cut down to just 40 minutes.
Though she’d never admit it out loud, a spark had already ignited in her heart.
As a woman—an exceptionally accomplished one at that—she had never been in a relationship or gone on a single date in her 27 years of life.
But now, she was about to go on a date with a younger man she’d only just met. The mix of nervousness and excitement was thrilling!
Even though she’d been married to Xiao Chen for three years, he had never even given her a single flower. Because of him, how many times had she been secretly mocked behind her back?
Comparing people was infuriating—it wasn’t just a saying!
"Meeting adjourned."
With that, Ji Ningxue turned and left, leaving the rest of the room in stunned silence.
At that moment, Little Li approached, her eyes gleaming with gossip.
"Director Ji, Young Master Jiang has been waiting for you in your office for a while now."
As for Xiao Chen? Even if she knew, she wouldn’t mention him—after all, he was just a worthless man.
Ji Ningxue rolled her eyes at Little Li. "Little Li, forget everything that happened today, you hear me? I know you’ve got a big mouth—if you dare spill a word, I won’t let you off easy!"
Little Li stuck out her tongue. "Ningxue, I think Mr. Jiang Che is quite a catch. You should try getting to know him..."
At this, Ji Ningxue’s face flushed pink. She shot Little Li a glare before clutching her bag and hurrying away.

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't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.