The Days of Being in a Fake Marriage with the CEO

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

No wonder he had found that name, Song Xing, familiar in the hospital and felt that there was more to the name. Due to him fretting over how to give account to his young master for his inability to nab the woman, this did not occur to him at all! From the looks of it now…

"Young Master, is this… is this the girl you've been looking for all along?"

After the years of futile searching, he bumped into her just like that? What… What an unbelievable surprise!

"Similar-looking eyes, same name, and she's in Yun Cheng, so it's probably her!" The thought that the person whom he had been looking for for so many years was finally about to be found sent him into a frenzy.

He could not help but start to wonder about the gift he should give the woman if she was truly the Song Xing he was looking for.

The very thought of those wondrous memories excited him greatly.

Alas, a week soon passed by with his men searching across Yun Cheng over ten times to no avail. That female boxer seemed to have vanished into thin air without a trace, and there was no news of her companions either.

This sent Long Feiting into a rage. He refused to believe that a person was capable of not leaving behind any traces of their life!

He then sought out the manager of the boxing competition. "For someone to be able to take part in the competition with the knowledge of the prize money, to know the location of the staff carpark, and to avoid all the surveillance cameras on site, that person is obviously very familiar with this place. Now, go inform all the groups who can get a hold of the news of the competition that I'm looking for the girl who had won the competition that night. Tell them it was only a joke that I wanted her to become my bodyguard and say that she's welcome to collect her winnings without having to worry about my destroyed car. In fact, I have plenty of such cars in my garage, and she's more than welcome to come and smash them as she likes."

"Understood."

That night, Mu Huan saw that piece of news.

"Huh, are you kidding me? He's allowing me to go collect my winnings and smash his cars? Am I stupid to the extent that I will deliver myself to your doorstep for you to catch me?" What rubbish!

"What do you mean by that?"

The sudden booming male voice frightened her so much she fell off from the chair.

Bao Junyan: "…"

The feeling of his little wife having a guilty conscience instead of being frightened by him due to her timidity was growing more intense.

"Hubby… Hubby, you… when did you return…?"

Has one week passed by so quickly? It sure doesn't feel like I have done anything at all!

"Just." He then looked toward her phone, which she was speaking to while looking at it.

Mu Huan instinctively withdrew her hand and hid her phone away, lest her husband sees something.

Bao Junyan: "…"

It was such a blatant attempt on her part that he questioned himself if he should continue pursuing the issue or just let her off.

"You're finally back, Hubby! I missed you a lot!" The woman climbed to her feet, flew into his arms with extended arms, and hugged him tightly.

Bao Junyan: "…"

I'll let her off this time.

"Let's head to the bedroom." A week went by without him seeing his little wife, and it made him miss her badly.

Mu Huan: "…"

After his tiring business trip, can't he go take a bath and have a good rest upon coming home?

She lifted her head. "Hubby—"

Before she could complete her sentence, Bao Junyan picked her up and made his way to their bedroom.

The words she wanted to say got swallowed back down when he smooched her.

Until…

"How did these marks come about?" asked the man with a frown as he took stock of the bruises all over her.

She suffered only from superficial wounds, but despite her carefully applying medication to the wounds during the past few days, there were still some remaining marks on her skin that had yet to fade off.