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

After Fu Cheng entered the master bedroom, he never came out again.

The couple met again the next morning.

After getting up, Fu Cheng washed up in the master bedroom before dressing neatly and leaving the room.

Lu Shiyi had just finished making breakfast and was carrying it out of the kitchen when she saw Fu Cheng and greeted him, "Come and have breakfast."

Fu Cheng glanced at the breakfast: ordinary noodles, but they looked quite good. There was a poached egg, greens, and scallions, dried shrimp, and seaweed floating on top. It was light and palatable, and could whet one's appetite.

But only a little, because he's not used to eating noodles in the morning.

Fu Cheng walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair, and sat down silently.

After pushing the noodles in front of him, Lu Shiyi across from him began to eat his own bowl.

A few minutes later, Lu Shiyi's bowl was almost empty. She looked up at Fu Cheng across from her and saw that the man was slowly putting a noodle into his mouth with his chopsticks.

That scene was just like when I was a child and I was a picky eater, and my mother threatened me by putting her hands on her hips and stuffing food into my mouth.

Looking at the noodles in his bowl, he probably only ate two at most.

Lu Shiyi picked up the bowl, took a sip of soup, and then said, "I'm not quite sure about your breakfast habits. Can you make a list for me, and I'll follow that from now on?"

Breakfast has to be made anyway, so since we're doing it, we should try our best to make it satisfying. The greatest satisfaction for the cook is seeing their food eaten up, rather than being returned uneaten.

Fu Cheng paused for a moment, his expression still cold and stern, but the chill in his eyes had lessened somewhat. He looked at Lu Shiyi and said, "No need, I'm just not used to it yet."

Lu Shiyi wasn't sure if he meant adapting to eating noodles for breakfast or adapting to eating breakfast with her.

However, she still smiled and said, "If there's anything you want to eat in the future, you can tell me in advance. One of my greatest pleasures is researching food."

Fu Cheng looked up at Lu Shiyi, who had a sweet smile on her face. He forced a smile and slowly said, "Okay."

However, at this moment, he was thinking about his family's top chef.

He didn't think Lu Shiyi's cooking skills could surpass his family's head chef, so he thought that even if he really wanted to eat something, he wouldn't ask Lu Shiyi to cook it for him.

"By the way, Grandpa called yesterday and said he wanted to find some time for the family to have a meal together. Are you free this weekend?" Lu Shi said while clearing away the dishes.

Fu Cheng thought for a moment, "It's not certain yet whether I'll have to work overtime this weekend. We'll see then. I'll talk to Grandpa about it."

After hearing this, Lu Shiyi didn't say anything more. She decided not to worry about the meal for the time being, as it would be better for him to communicate with his family.

After Fu Cheng finished speaking, he turned and went to the master bedroom. A moment later, he came back with a card and walked up to Lu Shiyi. "From now on, we'll use the money in this card for household expenses."

Although he doesn't have a concrete concept of daily necessities like food, clothing, and other necessities, he is certain that he can't live without money, and as a husband, he feels that he should shoulder this responsibility.

Lu Shiyi glanced at the card Fu Cheng handed her, "No need, this house is yours, I'll take care of the daily expenses."

When I was talking to my grandfather on the phone yesterday, he mentioned that Fu Cheng's current house was paid for in full.

She was somewhat surprised at the time, but also admired Fu Cheng's work ability. It was truly remarkable that he had managed to buy such an apartment in Nanshi.

Fu Cheng was surprised that Lu Shiyi would refuse. His expression turned cold and stern. "I'm also part of this family. Take it."

He doesn't like being fussy or indecisive, especially when it comes to money.

Lu Shiyi hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took it.

She thought, "I'll just take it for now. These days, you need money for everything, and it's easy to live paycheck to paycheck. If I need more later, I can just make up the difference."

Seeing that Lu Shiyi had accepted the card, Fu Cheng continued, "I will deposit money into this account every month. You can use this for household expenses."

Although money was just a long string of numbers to him, he wasn't a complete fool, especially before he fully understood his wife. He would only send a certain amount of money to her every month.

“The password is six ones,” Fu Cheng added.

Lu Shiyi: "......"

"Six ones again?" Lu Shiyi couldn't help but complain, "Isn't he being a little too careless? Why are his passwords so sloppy?"

She thought for a moment and asked, "This password is too simple and insecure. Can I change it?"

"Change it if you want, it's your turn to use it anyway."

Upon hearing this, Lu Shiyi seized the opportunity to ask, "The password for that door isn't secure either, can I change it too?"

Fu Cheng frowned slightly. "Whatever, just let me know when you're done revising."

These things were far too trivial for him to care about.

Lu Shiyi happily gave an OK sign, finally able to get a good night's sleep.

"Also, our house is really too empty, can I buy some things?"

The two rarely communicated, so when they finally had the chance, Lu Shiyi simply asked all her questions at once.

"This is your home too. Apart from my room, you can decorate the rest of the house however you like."

After Fu Cheng finished speaking, he stood still and asked, "Any more questions?"

If this were at the company, anyone who dared to ask him these questions repeatedly in front of him would probably be hiding in the bathroom secretly wiping away tears right now.

“The last one, which isn’t a problem.” With that, Lu Shiyi turned and went into the kitchen.

When she came out again, she was carrying two lunch boxes. She handed one to Fu Cheng, saying, "This is lunch. The company cafeteria can't compare to what I cook myself."

Fu Cheng frowned, remained silent for a moment, and then reached out to take it.

'Lunch is all ready, what time did she get up? I didn't hear a single sound.'

Although Fu Cheng was puzzled, he didn't ask and simply took his lunchbox and went out.

He left home earlier than Lu Shiyi today. Not far from the residential area, the bodyguards who were already waiting came to greet him.

This is a corner not far from Huafu Junyuan, in the opposite direction from the study hall that Lu Shiyi is going to.

Fu Cheng got out of the Buick and walked toward the Bentley.

Archie, the bodyguard standing nearby, noticed the lunchbox on the passenger side of the Buick. He knew it must have been made by the young mistress.

"Young Master Fu, should we bring the lunchbox?"

Fu Cheng glanced back at it. "Throw it away."

Although he didn't refuse Lu Shiyi to her face, it doesn't mean he would bring her back to the company to eat.

Archie picked up the lunchbox and glanced at it through the transparent lid. It was a good mix of meat and vegetables, but what a pity, the young mistress would be heartbroken if she knew.

Fu Cheng's bodyguards all knew of the existence of the young mistress and that her name was Lu Shiyi. They all hoped that Young Master Fu and their young mistress could get along harmoniously, so that their lives would be easier.

Not long after Fu Cheng left, Lu Shiyi also prepared to head to the study hall.

Before leaving, she planned to change the door password, and she would change the card password when she needed it.

Lu Shiyi pondered for a while, wondering what password to change it to. Ideally, the house they lived in should have some connection to both of them.

She quickly came up with an idea. Mainly, they had only known each other for a short time, and there wasn't much information about them.

After resetting her password as instructed, Lu Shiyi took out her phone and sent it to Fu Cheng.

"The new password for our door,"

Then, they thoughtfully provided an explanation.

"11 represents me (a tiny bit of selfishness), and 1010 is our marriage registration date."

In Lu Shiyi's view, this password is simple and easy to remember, more secure than the previous one, and most importantly, it is meaningful.

After sending it, she went out.

Upon seeing the message, Fu Cheng on the other side had only two words in his mind.

"childish……"