The President's little wife.

Chapter One: Forced Courtship

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

With a gentle knock on the door, Lin Yue, with a professional stride, approached the expansive desk and opened the memorandum:

"CEO, during your three-day business trip to Switzerland, twelve of your friends called to invite you to dinner. They are Miss Yang from Yang Paper Group, Miss Wang from Tianqi Electronics, Miss Lisa from Yage Hotel Group, Miss Fang from Minglang Technology, and..."

"Stop," Sima Zhun made a braking motion, lifting his head from the stack of documents. "Secretary Lin, as usual, please arrange one for me."

"I will coordinate and inform Mr. An to escort you to dinner," Lin Yue respectfully replied.

"OK, you may leave now."

Driving a Ferrari, Andra parked steadily at the entrance of the Shangri-La Hotel. Sima Zhun, in a sharp suit, strode confidently towards the lobby.

A figure in rosy pink rushed towards him. "Zhun, you're here! I've been calling for three days, I thought you forgot about me..."

"How could I, my dear? Your charm is unforgettable," Sima Zhun whispered softly into Yang Yang's ear.

The two, seemingly oblivious to the world, walked into the luxurious private dining room.

Yang Yang gracefully handed her scarf to the waiter by the door, casually pressing the "Do Not Disturb" button.

Closing the door, she leaned on Sima Zhun, dressed in a pink princess gown with a plunging neckline, revealing a generous portion of her snowy chest. Her hands clasped around Sima Zhun's neck, her large watery eyes misty. Sima Zhun, in turn, pressed her against the wall, kissing her lips, her neck, his hands wandering restlessly...

"Oh... oh... oh."

Yang Yang couldn't resist. The sound was the most enticing invitation to a man. Sima Zhun couldn't take it any longer — "You little enchantress, see how I deal with you..."

...

Exiting the luxurious private dining room, Andra stood by the door. "Young Master, should I give her the medicine?"

"Of course," Sima Zhun replied without hesitation.

They drove to the Shallow Bay Villa, the distant noise fading away.

"Madam, Mistress, Young Master is back," Butler An joyfully announced.

"Is my Zhun back, my good grandson? Let Grandma take a look. Grandma hasn't seen you in half a month."

"Grandma, Mommy, how have you been lately?"

"You still remember to come home, my son."

High Suqing glared disapprovingly at her son.

"Oh, look at my grandson, he's gotten a bit thinner. Grandma feels so distressed." Grandma acted like she was going to cry, and Sima Zhun burst into laughter. "Grandma, it's not as serious as you say."

"Zhun, Grandma wants to talk to you today. Do you have time now?"

"Oh, yes, Grandma. I'm staying home tonight and heading back to the office tomorrow morning."

"Really, Grandma is so happy." Grandma laughed with her eyes almost closed.

"Zhun, Grandma has one thing to ask you. You must answer honestly and no playing tricks!"

"Okay, Grandma, ask anything. I have nothing to hide, and I'll tell you everything."

"My good grandson, isn't it time for you to get married this year? You're already thirty, am I right?"

"Yes, Grandma, you're right. But who says I must get married at thirty?"

"Ah, Grandma is getting old, and I don't know how many days I have left. Grandma just wants you to get married soon, so Grandma can rest assured and meet your grandfather..."

"Grandma, you will live a long and healthy life!" Sima Zhun immediately took out a tissue to wipe away her tears.

"Zhun, Grandma wants to talk to you about something. You have to answer honestly and not play tricks!"

"Good, Grandma, ask anything. I know no secrets, and I will tell you everything."

"My good grandson, isn't it time for you to get married this year? You're already thirty, am I right?"

"Yes, Grandma, you're right. But who says I must get married at thirty?"

"Ah, Grandma is getting old, and I don't know how many days I have left. Grandma just wants you to get married soon, so Grandma can rest assured and meet your grandfather..."

"Grandma, you will live a long and healthy life!" Sima Zhun immediately took out a tissue to wipe away her tears.

"Zhun, don't try to deceive me and Grandma. We somewhat know about your romantic affairs outside."

High Suqing, sitting in a chair, slowly began to speak, "Some of those women of yours are from prominent families. For example, a few months ago, you were quite passionate about Miss Zhao, the daughter of the Zhao family in real estate. The daughter of Mr. Guo, the jewelry tycoon, frequents your Writing Tower every day. She accompanied me to buy clothes yesterday, very filial and obedient. And that one called Fang Ying is not bad either. I heard she's a Ph.D. in management, 27 years old, knowledgeable and beautiful. Her age is suitable, and she can also help you..."

"Mommy also has around twenty pictures and resumes of major celebrities' daughters who willingly presented themselves for you to choose from!"

"In short, within a month, bring a girl for Grandma and me to see. If you haven't found a satisfactory one by then, your mom and I will decide on a candidate. Okay?"

"One month is too short. Where can I find someone to marry within a month!" Sima Zhun got anxious. He knew his grandmother was a person who could do what she said. Without his grandmother holding down the fort at headquarters during his ten years of studying in the United States, everything would have to start from scratch.

"Zhun, don't play tricks on Grandma and me. We somewhat know about your romantic affairs outside."

High Suqing, sitting in a chair, slowly began to speak, "Some of those women of yours are from prominent families. For example, a few months ago, you were quite passionate about Miss Zhao, the daughter of the Zhao family in real estate. The daughter of Mr. Guo, the jewelry tycoon, frequents your Writing Tower every day. She accompanied me to buy clothes yesterday, very filial and obedient. And that one called Fang Ying is not bad either. I heard she's a Ph.D. in management, 27 years old, knowledgeable and beautiful. Her age is suitable, and she can also help you..."

"Mommy also has around twenty pictures and resumes of major celebrities' daughters who willingly presented themselves for you to choose from!"

"In short, within a month, bring a girl for Grandma and me to see. If you haven't found a satisfactory one by then, your mom and I will decide on a candidate. Okay?"

"One month is too short. Where can I find someone to marry within a month!" Sima Zhun got anxious. He knew his grandmother

"Grandson, would you consider temporarily setting aside the position of CEO, marrying, and then resuming the role as CEO? Ensuring the continuity of the Sima family line is our foremost priority." The old lady spared no effort to exert additional pressure on Sima Zhun.

"What? Grandma, I've agreed to consider it, but handing over the CEO position to Dad is out of the question." This is a business empire built over ten years. Wanting to pass it on to Dad, that bookish fellow with no business acumen—no way. It's just marriage; there's always been a girl in my heart. I wonder how she's doing now?

Sima Zhun's mind conjured up a scene from his grandfather's final moments...

**Chapter Two: Designation in Marriage**

A helicopter descended gracefully in the courtyard of the Sima residence. Sima Zhun swiftly descended the ladder, sprinting towards his grandfather's room with the speed of a hundred meters dash. "Grandpa, please don't leave. Wait for me!"

Inside the room, an eerie silence enveloped the space. Everyone stood quietly, only the heavy breaths of Sima Mingxiong and the low weeping of Mrs. Sima broke the stillness.

"Grandpa, I'm back," Sima Zhun knelt by his grandfather's bedside, tightly holding his hands.

Sima Mingxiong regained some strength, and his complexion gradually improved, a phenomenon commonly referred to as the return of light before passing away.

"Zhun, the reason I still hold on is to entrust a few matters to you:

Firstly, the Sima Group will rely on you in the future. Your father and grandmother will manage it