Transmigrated into a lewd little pervert, the crazy boss's kiss made his legs weak.

Fireworks exploded one after another in the sky above Victoria Harbour.

A shower of golden and red light poured down, turning the entire night sky into a dazzling palette of colors.

Qi Yuge bent down, trapping Li Yaoyao between himself and the railing, and rubbed his chin against the top of her head.

She wrinkled her nose and dodged away, raising her hand to push his face.

"It's so painful... How can you be so sloppy? You don't even shave."

"Is it because I'm slovenly?"

Qi Yuge snorted in dissatisfaction and then rubbed his face against hers again.

"It's because my hormones are too high. Don't you know that?"

Li Yaoyao scratched her ear, which was itchy from his stubble, and pushed him away with a blush on her face.

"Hey, get out of my way."

A large crowd had gathered on the lower deck, all looking up at the sudden fireworks display.

The sounds of discussion drifted up intermittently.

"Who's that big shot chasing girls? Ten million in fifteen minutes!"

(Which tycoon is pursuing his wife this time? It costs ten million in 15 minutes!)

"This has been sitting for half an hour already, and you're still leaving it!"

(It's been half an hour, and it's still playing!)

"It's amazing, the daughter of the Bian family is so lucky..."

(This is incredible, which girl is so lucky...)

Li Yaoyao listened from above, and the more she listened, the more uneasy she felt.

Qi Yuge hadn't noticed anything wrong yet. He rested his chin on her shoulder and spoke with a hint of smug satisfaction.

"Do you like it? Are you happy?"

He didn't dare say the second half of the sentence—

If you're happy, come home with me.

The Dragon Boat Festival is approaching.

The manor has already prepared glutinous rice and bamboo leaves... just waiting for your mugwort.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed the foul remark back down.

Li Yaoyao watched the fireworks.

The excitement and enthusiasm that had been on his face visibly faded.

She turned her head and stared at him, and Qi Yuge was taken aback by her gaze.

and many more.

Did he just blurt out some nonsense that was on his mind?

No way...

"Tell me, how much longer will this fireworks display last?"

Qi Yuge was stunned for a moment, then confessed honestly.

"I booked a room for one night."

"ha?!"

Li Yaoyao was furious, her eyes widened and her voice rose.

"How much money would that cost?! No matter how much money you have, you can't go through all that trouble. Hundreds of millions just to make a noise?"

She pouted.

Then he quickly took his phone out of his bag and dialed a number.

Speaking in broken Cantonese, he righteously and forcefully reported the matter to the relevant authorities.

Someone set off fireworks in Victoria Harbour without permission, disturbing public order. The person was arrested and the remaining money was returned.

Qi Yuge watched her finish the call with awe, his tone filled with disbelief.

"Honey, you really have absolutely no romantic side."

What's the use of romance?

Li Yaoyao stuffed her phone into her handbag and said confidently.

"You might as well just give me the rest of the money in cash; I'd be happier than seeing fireworks, you know?"

She just said it casually.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yuge held a cigarette in one hand and took out a bank card from his pocket with the other, handing it to her.

It's just a regular VIP card, not some limited-edition black card.

The dark gray card surface is printed with subtle patterns.

Li Yaoyao didn't answer, looking at him warily.

"What are you doing? Really giving it to me?"

He took her hand, placed the card in her palm, and closed his long fingers to cover the entire back of her hand.

"No, this is my salary card. Here you go."

"...From now on, you'll be in charge of the household."

Then he didn't say anything more.

He turned around and leaned against the railing, a cigarette dangling from his lips, gazing at the sea. The smoke was dispersed by the sea breeze amidst the glow of fireworks.

Li Yaoyao tilted her head to look at his profile, holding the bank card, and couldn't help but smile.

"So... what does Young Master Qi mean?"

Qi Yuge raised an eyebrow and turned around, the cigarette tip burning red on his fingertips. He put on a nonchalant expression, but his ears turned slightly red.

He reached out and pulled her by the back of her neck, forehead to forehead, his voice low and hoarse, as if he were talking about something serious.

"I give my salary to my wife to manage, what's the problem?"

Li Yaoyao narrowed her eyes and smiled even sweeter.

He tucked the card into his hand, raised his chin, and spoke with a hint of smugness.

"Does a domineering CEO even get a salary?"

"Then I'll reluctantly accept it for now."

"But if you don't behave well in the future... I'll give it back to you!"

"I can't pay it back."

He uttered those three words stiffly, gripping her hand that was holding the card tightly.

"You must keep this for me."

Li Yaoyao didn't reply, but arrogantly tossed her long hair, which was ruffled by the sea breeze, and turned to walk into the cabin.

Qi Yuge squinted and took the cigarette out of his mouth, then extinguished it.

He took two big steps forward, bent down, and picked her up in a princess carry.

She gasped in surprise, her voice ringing out clearly amidst the explosion of fireworks.

Many people on the deck downstairs looked up at them, their eyes all fixed on her.

Li Yaoyao immediately felt incredibly ashamed, burying her face in his chest and shrinking into a quail.

He muttered, "You can't see me, you can't see me."

Qi Yuge looked down at the self-deceiving little brat in his arms and laughed.

Fireworks were still exploding behind them when he carried her and strode into the cabin.

·

It was already past midnight when I got back to the hotel.

Qi Yuge followed her into the room quite naturally, sat down on the sofa, and showed no intention of leaving.

The two of them took a shower one after the other.

When Li Yaoyao came out of the bathroom, she was wearing a set of long-sleeved pajamas that couldn't be more conservative, with the buttons fastened all the way to her neck. She was fully prepared to kick the man away if he dared to touch her.

But Qi Yuge did nothing.

He leaned against the sofa armrest, his wet hair still damp.

He stared at her longingly, like a large dog that had been soaked in the rain and refused to leave someone's doorstep.

"Baby, please let me stay one night. I'm leaving tomorrow, so let me see you as much as I want before I go, okay?"

His voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes were bluish.

Li Yaoyao looked down at the drenched dog, her mind wavering for a moment before she finally bent down, grabbed a pillow from the bed, and threw it onto the carpet with a thud.

"Then you can sleep on the floor."

"If you dare come up here, you're dead."

She sat on the bed like a duck, pointing her finger at his nose with a fierce expression.

Qi Yuge rubbed his cheeks, looking at the arrogant woman on the bed, wishing he could pounce on her.

Then he restrained himself, obediently lay down on the carpet, put the pillow under his head, and pulled a thin blanket over himself.

"it is good."

In the middle of the night, Li Yaoyao vaguely felt herself roll into a warm embrace, her back pressed against a hot chest, and a strong arm wrapped around her waist.

She struggled a couple of times, muttering something, but couldn't break free; instead, she was held even tighter.

The familiar scent of cedar mixed with a faint tobacco enveloped her. In her drowsy state, she was too lazy to resist anymore. She found the most comfortable spot, snuggled up, and fell into a deep sleep again.

She was awakened by the itch the next morning.