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

Mr. Lu handed the things in his hand to Fu Cheng and said, "I've written down all the things I want to help with here. Take a look and see if you can handle it."

Fu Cheng took it and opened it while Lu's father continued speaking:

"It's okay if it doesn't work out. I've never had the courage to do this before. To be honest, it's a bit selfish and I'm also a bit scared. Now that I'm leaving, I'm thinking that maybe it will be a good thing for Eleven."

Fu Cheng quickly scanned the contents of a letter in the envelope, then looked intently at his father-in-law.

"Don't worry, I will do my best to help."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Lu repeatedly expressed his gratitude, saying, "Thank you, Xiao Cheng. It's truly her blessing to have met you during the National Day holiday."

Fu Cheng replied, "We're all family, no need to be so polite."

At the same time, he stuffed the letter he had just finished reading back into the envelope and put it in his pocket.

He was still thinking to himself, "My wife probably won't see this as a blessing..."

As he was thinking, he heard his wife's voice coming from the kitchen, and the voice was getting closer and closer.

He quickly stuffed the envelope into his pocket, then picked up a disposable cup from the table and took a sip of water.

Lu's mother was worried that her son-in-law, being from the city, would be particular about his lifestyle, so she specially prepared disposable cups and bowls for him.

When Lu Shiyi entered the living room, she saw her husband drinking water from a cup, while her father, sitting opposite her, was also holding a cup.

I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. Sure enough, these two, one a taciturn type and the other an ice cube, could only relieve their awkwardness by drinking water when they got together.

My mom always called my dad "Silent Gourd," so after a while, she started calling him that too.

Lu Shiyi felt relieved that she had gone to cook.

She looked at the two men at the table and called out, "Dad, Mr. Fu, dinner is ready."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ma, who had followed behind, exclaimed, "Mr. Fu? What a strange title!"

Without realizing it, she stepped forward to correct her daughter, "Eleven, what era are we living in? How can you address someone like that? It sounds so unfamiliar."

Lu Shiyi smiled and said, "Mom, it's just a title. We usually just switch between them, whichever sounds better. You might even hear me call him Teacher Fu later."

As she spoke, she winked at her husband beside her, "Right? Teacher Fu?"

Upon receiving his wife's signal, Fu Cheng replied, "Yes, we don't usually care about these so-called titles. We switch between them freely, like Teacher Lu, Eleven, and Wife."

He responded naturally; after all, he was now far more adept at lying than his wife.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Lu smiled kindly and said, "We understand you young people these days less and less. Anyway, just be happy."

As they talked, the group began to prepare lunch.

During the meal, Fu Cheng seemed somewhat restless.

Perhaps it was because of the conversation he had with his father-in-law before the meal, or perhaps it was because he kept thinking about his hidden identity and felt inexplicably irritable, or perhaps it was a combination of all of these; in short, he couldn't explain it himself.

However, to Lu Shiyi and his parents-in-law, his restlessness was simply due to him eating quietly without saying much.

Considering his personality and aloof demeanor, people didn't think much of it.

After the meal, Lu Shiyi and his wife sat for a while before preparing to leave.

After all, it was a two- or three-hour drive, and it was getting late, so Lu's parents were worried and didn't try to persuade them to stay any longer.

When the young couple left, Lu's mother insisted that they take large bags of local specialties back with them.

In the past, Fu Cheng would have found it troublesome and would never have brought it. He didn't lack the food and wouldn't have cared about it.

But now, he only feels that this is his parents-in-law's way of expressing their love, and regardless of whether he will eat it in the end, he cannot go against their wishes.

Mr. and Mrs. Lu escorted Lu Shiyi and his wife to a parking spot some distance from the house, watching them until the car was completely out of sight before turning back.

On the way, Lu Shiyi got into the car and sat for a short while before falling asleep with his head tilted to the side in the passenger seat.

She probably got up too early in the morning, and the food she cooked was so delicious that she was sleepy after eating, so she fell into a deep sleep after driving for a short while.

After realizing that his wife was fast asleep, Fu Cheng, who was in the driver's seat, deliberately parked the car on the side of the road, took off his coat and covered her with it before restarting the car.

Looking at his wife sleeping peacefully and comfortably, he thought that perhaps his father-in-law's decision to keep her illness a secret was the right one.

About two hours later, Lu Shiyi was awakened by a loud electronic voice, "Welcome home!"

She opened her eyes groggily and realized that she had already arrived at the Huafu Junyuan residential complex.

At this moment, the car was heading into the garage.

She never expected that her nap would last so long.

Lu Shi stretched out her two long arms and yawned. Sleeping in the car was different from sleeping in a bed, and she felt sore all over when she woke up.

However, just as she was stretching halfway, the coat she was wearing slipped off her body.

She glanced down and realized that her husband had thoughtfully covered her with his coat.

Lu Shiyi picked up her coat, which had slipped off her feet, and placed it on her lap, then glanced at her husband.

During this trip back to her hometown, Fu Cheng undeniably gave her a great sense of confidence and security. When facing the Lu family, she did not show the slightest fear, not because she was particularly brave, but because she knew that her husband was always by her side.

Fu Cheng is decisive and resolute in his actions, but also considerate and thoughtful. Perhaps, without realizing it, she has come to rely on him.

After parking their cars in the garage, the two got out of their cars and went to the trunk to get their things.

Mr. and Mrs. Lu were too honest; the local specialties they brought back for the young couple were so numerous that even with four hands, the two of them might not be able to carry them all at once.

Lu Shiyi glanced at the coat in her hand, then handed it to her husband, saying, "Put this on so I can free my hands to hold things."

Looking at his wife, Fu Cheng suddenly felt an urge to give her a tight hug.

So he said, "Give me a hug."

Lu Shiyi: "???"

She thought she had misheard and was about to confirm when she heard, "Hug..."

"one time???"

Before she could finish saying "in a moment," Fu Cheng had already stretched out his arms and pulled her into his embrace.

Lu Shiyi stood frozen in place like a statue.

Isn't he the one who hates physical contact with me the most? Why did he hug me on his own initiative??

Lu Shiyi was a little confused.

She raised her arms slightly in resistance, not because she didn't want to be hugged, but because, faced with her husband's handsome face, she would want to hug him without him even saying so.

She only did it as a token gesture, otherwise she would always feel that she was taking advantage of him.

Fortunately, her husband held her tightly and didn't let go.

Lu Shiyi rested her head on her husband's shoulder, felt it for a moment, and then muttered softly, "We're still in the garage, isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Fu Cheng replied in a low, husky voice, "We're not having an affair..."

Lu Shiyi: "…………"