After a blind date, a wealthy heir asked me to marry him.

After Lu Deli and his son left, the rest of the Lu family, along with the onlookers at the door, gradually dispersed.

Lu Shiyi watched the large group of people leave his yard before slowly turning around.

When she walked back to Fu Cheng, she raised her head slightly with a hint of smugness, the unspoken message being: See, I've got it all figured out!

Although her current method has not completely solved the problem, it is effective and has at least achieved a partial victory. Her parents will no longer be bothered by them, and she has plenty of time to slowly wear them down.

Fu Cheng looked at his wife with his dark eyes, and for once, he let a tempting smile appear on his lips.

Actually, even if his wife's method didn't work, it didn't matter, because he had his own preparations.

Last night, he had already informed his younger brother Fu Chen, who works in the self-media industry, that with just one phone call from him, the commotion would be a thousand times more intense than Lu Shiyi's recording.

However, his wife hasn't given him the opportunity to show off like that yet.

Who would have thought that the Lu family would be scared off by a recording?

At this moment, Fu Cheng merely curled the corners of his lips slightly, yet he looked at Lu Shiyi with starry eyes.

This man's smile is so handsome...

After all, her husband's exquisite features had indeed captured her heart. However, his usual coldness, which made him unapproachable, completely ruined 99% of his good looks.

So much so that all Lu Shiyi felt in his presence was coldness.

but now……

As she looked around, she unconsciously prepared to raise her hand, but Lu's mother, who was looking at her daughter and son-in-law with a proud expression, walked over directly.

She smiled and said to her daughter, "Eleven, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and let Xiaocheng come inside."

Then, she said to her son-in-law with a slightly apologetic tone, "Xiao Cheng, it's really embarrassing that you had to run into this on your first visit. In the countryside, this is just everyday gossip. Please don't mind it."

Fu Cheng replied gently, "Mom, we're all family, I don't mind."

"Yes, yes, we're all family. Look at my mouth, saying it like that makes me sound like a stranger."

As she spoke, Aunt Lu warmly led Fu Cheng into the house.

After being interrupted by her mother, Lu Shiyi was immediately ignored. In the end, she and her father followed her into the house.

Although Lu's parents' house is located in the most remote corner of the village, with few other residents nearby, and even surrounded by ditches and weeds.

But the scene inside and outside the courtyard is completely different.

The courtyard was kept neat and clean by the two of them, and one could even imagine how pleasant it would be to sit in such a courtyard and enjoy the cool air on a summer night.

The interior was even more impressive. Although the furniture and appliances were of ordinary style, they were arranged in an orderly manner, making the whole house look clean and elegant, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was spotless.

Even Fu Cheng, who had been pampered since childhood and had hardly ever spent time in the countryside, found it simple yet comfortable.

After everyone sat down inside, they all tacitly avoided mentioning the commotion that had just occurred in the courtyard, and instead casually chatted about everyday matters such as food, drink, and personal comforts.

Before long, it was time to cook. Lu's mother got up and greeted her son-in-law, "Xiao Cheng, please sit down. I'll go cook for us."

With that, he turned and walked toward the kitchen.

At this moment, Lu Shiyi quickly stood up and said, "Mom, I'll go help you."

Aunt Lu laughed and stopped her, saying, "Why are you meddling in this? You can just help eat later."

But Lu Shiyi kept walking towards her mother, hoping to take the opportunity of cooking to have a private chat with her mother.

Left in the living room, facing two grown men, she didn't know what to talk about.

When Lu's mother saw that her daughter had come over, she became even more determined to stop her, saying, "Go back and sit down. I can cook by myself, there's no need for you."

Lu Shiyi took her mother's arm, blinked her big eyes, and said directly, "Fu Cheng is picky about food; he can only eat the food I cook."

Fu Cheng, who was sitting at the moment, was speechless.

He neither agreed nor disagreed, but simply glanced at his wife silently.

However, it seems that his wife is right. He seems to only be able to eat Lu Shiyi's cooking now. He is even starting to look down on the excellent cooking skills of his own top chef, always feeling that something is missing.

Upon hearing this, Lu's mother quickly smiled and said, "Eleven, your cooking skills are indeed beyond my reach. So, you can be the head chef this noon, and I'll assist you. Come on, let's go cook."

As she spoke, she pulled her daughter toward the kitchen.

I felt really happy.

She had been wondering what was going on with the couple. Since they came back, she hadn't seen them holding hands or linking arms. They kept saying they weren't cold or hot, and she was wondering what was wrong with the newlyweds.

But now, hearing her daughter's words, she was completely relieved. It turned out that the young couple had a sweet relationship behind the scenes.

They probably feel awkward being affectionate in front of their elders...

After the mother and daughter entered the kitchen chatting and laughing, only Fu Cheng and his father-in-law remained in the living room.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

The two sat facing each other, but fortunately the living room was quite bright, allowing them to maintain a slight distance between them.

Mr. Lu sat in the chair, trying several times to break the silent awkwardness, but he was troubled by not being able to find a topic to talk about.

Finally, as if he had thought of something, he cleared his throat with a light cough, which allowed him to make a sound.

"Hey, Xiao Cheng, it's rare for you and Shiyi to come back, why don't you stay in your hometown for a few days before going back?"

Actually, he knew in his heart that tomorrow was Monday and the young couple would have to go to work, so they probably wouldn't stay overnight.

But he felt that asking a pointless question was better than not being able to say anything at all.

Fu Cheng adjusted his posture, probably because his height made him uncomfortable sitting in the lower chairs at his hometown.

Then she replied, "Tomorrow is Monday, and I and Shiyi have to work. Next time, I'll take my annual leave in advance and come back to stay for a few more days."

After speaking, he realized his imposing posture and unconsciously pulled his long legs back a little.

After all, sitting across from him was his father-in-law...

His posture should not be too imposing.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Lu chimed in, "Yes, then next time you come back, stay for a few more days."

After that, the topic of conversation stalled again.

He could only hear the ticking of the clock on the wall, time passing slowly, second by second.

Fu Cheng, realizing his father-in-law's lack of eloquence, took the initiative to speak.

He asked, "Dad, how have you been feeling lately?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Lu's eyes immediately darted away.

He quickly leaned over to pick up the water glass on the table and began to drink.

His face betrayed his unnaturalness...