Forced to Marry a Female Billionaire CEO-Chapter 641: Casual Talk

Giving him an inch, Xu Ke took a mile, pulling Wong Qifu's hand under his clothes. Her cool palm immediately pressed against his waist, making him feel an uncontrollable stirring.

Wong Qifu was pulled in so abruptly that she barely had time to register the warmth of his waist before she could scold him. Suddenly, a glance out of the corner of her eye made her freeze. Her starry eyes widened before an uncontrollable blush crept up her cheeks. Her face flushing a rosy red, she hastily withdrew her hand. "How can you be so indecent?"

"What's the big deal? It was just a little touch. How is that indecent?" Xu Ke protested his innocence.

Seeing her cheeks suffuse with color like a bashful young maiden, so red they looked as if you could squeeze juice from them, Xu Ke couldn't help but laugh to himself. How can she be this shy from just a little touch? I really want to see her reaction on our wedding night...

But little did Xu Ke know that something else entirely had made her blush.

Wong Qifu glared at him. "Exactly. Just one touch and you had a reaction. And you still say you're not indecent? What on earth is going through your mind?"

Hearing this, Xu Ke leaned forward slightly and cleared his throat. "My mind is filled with you."

"Don't give me that line," Wong Qifu shot back, rolling her eyes fiercely at him before placing a bowl of porridge in front of him. "Hurry up and eat. Then we can talk business."

Seeing that she had stopped rubbing his back and switched to a no-nonsense attitude, Xu Ke had no choice but to sit up straight and pick up his spoon.

The breakfast Wong Qifu had prepared was quite standard: porridge, vegetables, meat, and a few steaming-hot fried dough sticks on the side. If he wanted soy milk, he could go inside and get some himself.

Suddenly, his eyes landed on a plate of steamed buns on the table. He canted his head and said mischievously, "The steamed buns are quite white today, aren't they?"

"Oh, cut it out! You didn't see a thing, so what do you mean, 'white'?" Hearing his suggestive words and feeling his scorching gaze, Wong Qifu grabbed a soft, fragrant bun from the plate, stuffed it into his mouth, and pushed his face forward, scolding him. My collar is buttoned up so tightly, yet this guy still thinks he can tease me?

"But aren't they white?" Xu Ke took the bun out of his mouth, smiling as he held it out for her to inspect.

"Just eat." Wong Qifu glared at him, her gaze as tranquil as autumn waters, her beauty a feast for the eyes.

"Oh, alright then," Xu Ke muttered. But instead of eating it, he put the bun down again and began examining it intently...

Seeing him act like this, Wong Qifu's pretty face paled slightly as an ominous feeling rose within her.

Sure enough, the next moment, Xu Ke said, "Hey, this bun seems quite soft. Let me give it a squeeze..."

With that, he picked it up and kneaded it a couple of times.

Wong Qifu's cheeks flushed crimson with a mix of shame and anger. "Xu Ke!"

...

"If you dare spout any more nonsense, I'll make sure you can't speak for the rest of the day," Wong Qifu threatened, glaring at him viciously. The blush still lingered on her pretty face. Of course, I understood his hidden meaning! That, combined with his actions, makes me feel all strange... Honestly!

"I wouldn't dare," Xu Ke said, holding his hands up in surrender.

"Let's get down to business. Now!" Wong Qifu demanded.

This time, Xu Ke could only comply. "Alright. Yesterday, I discovered why Ye Taiqing came to Tianhai..."

After listening to his explanation, Wong Qifu mused, "So your plan is to use the ashes and memorial tablets of the Ye Family elders to threaten, or even control, Ye Taiqing?"

"More or less. I'd be happier if he would cooperate willingly. I don't want to tarnish my karmic virtue." Using the dead as leverage always feels wrong, but while I might say that, if the situation demands it, I'll do whatever it takes. In the end, it's just a matter of morality.

Wong Qifu nodded, then frowned slightly. "However, you'd best not get your hopes up. To sway a master at the Innate Great Perfection realm, you need something connected to their deepest obsession."

"These people have lived for ages; they're all sly old foxes. I've looked into Ye Taiqing. In his early years, he clashed with Ye Deming, seemingly aspiring for power. But after leaving the Tianhai Ye Family, he never established any new forces of his own. In my opinion, he isn't after power, but recognition."

"Recognition?" Xu Ke asked, puzzled. "Whose recognition?"

"His father's." Wong Qifu nodded. "His father always valued Ye Deming more. Even though Ye Taiqing's talent in the Martial Path was equally formidable, in his father's eyes, Ye Deming was always the sole choice for Ye Family Patriarch. Consequently, the family's resources were funneled toward Ye Deming from the very beginning."

"So, he's always been obsessed with proving he's stronger than Ye Deming. Whether it was his martial training, his fight for the position of Family Head, or even his decision to go to Long Capital—a place Ye Deming always dreamed of—it was all driven by this need."

"And who was he trying to prove it to? None other than his father."

"Perhaps that's why, even today, Ye Taiqing resents the Ye Family and dislikes Ye Yunfeng, yet is still willing to return and help. He might want to prove to his ancestors in heaven that he, Ye Taiqing, is the family's greatest pillar of support."

"Otherwise, I don't believe something as simple as memorial tablets and ashes would be enough to keep him in Tianhai. To be blunt, if he decided to take them by force, would Ye Yunfeng really risk offending an Innate Great Perfection expert at this critical juncture by refusing to hand them over?"

"Ye Yunfeng was simply gambling that Ye Taiqing still wanted to remain with the Ye Family. That's why he had Ye Feng hide the ashes. And his gamble paid off; Ye Taiqing was indeed willing to stay."

Hearing this, Xu Ke grew thoughtful, then couldn't help but remark, "That Ye Yunfeng is truly ruthless. If Ye Taiqing hadn't intended to stay and had decided to take them by force, Ye Feng would have been in grave danger."

"After all, he's just a 'foster child'; losing him wouldn't cause too much heartache," Wong Qifu said with a mocking curl of her lips. She then turned to Xu Ke. "Just remember, you have to make him listen to you willingly, even if he doesn't want to."

Xu Ke's mind raced, revising his plan.

"Of course, bringing enough backup is crucial," Wong Qifu emphasized. "If my analysis is flawed due to a lack of information, you need to be able to kill him at a moment's notice. At the very least, you must ensure your own safety. Don't take any unnecessary risks, understand?" A fist can't solve every problem, but it can ensure you survive.

"Understood, wife!" Xu Ke nodded obediently.

Wong Qifu shot him a sideways glance. "Frivolous."

Xu Ke chuckled. "Calling you 'wife' is frivolous? Then what about 'baby'?"

Wong Qifu ignored him, having no desire to engage in his banter. But seeing his roguish expression, she couldn't help but let out an amused chuckle. "So, what time are we going to the Martial Alliance to vote?"

"In about an hour."

Wong Qifu nodded. "Have they all agreed?"

"Not all of them, but Qin Ya told me the Qin Family will likely vote for us."

"That's good enough." Wong Qifu finished the last of her porridge and stood up. "I'm going upstairs to change. We'll leave shortly."

At that, Xu Ke also wolfed down the rest of his food and followed her. "I'll help you change."

Wong Qifu glanced at him, her beautiful eyes twinkling with a half-smile. "What does my changing clothes have to do with you?"

"I'm worried the clothes might be too heavy for you," Xu Ke declared with shameless conviction, not batting an eye.