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

"Hey."

After hanging up with her parents, Lu Shiyi immediately answered the call.

"Hello, is this Lu Shiyi?"

"you are?"

Lu Shiyi didn't recognize the other person's voice.

"I am Du Wenxuan, from Chuan City, do you remember me?"

"It's you!" Lu Shiyi replied with a smile.

After returning from Sichuan last time, she couldn't help but think of Du Wenxuan.

Not for any other reason, but simply because Du Wenxuan's words before she left had left a very deep impression on her.

I wonder if he has overcome his inner demons and freed himself from them.

"I didn't mean to bother you. It's just that you came back in a hurry last time, and I was in the hospital at the time, so I didn't have a chance to express my gratitude. I'm going to Nanshi on a business trip in a couple of days. If possible, I'd like to treat you to a meal."

Business trip? It seems he has recovered and been discharged from the hospital and is back at work.

Lu Shiyi laughed and said, "You don't need to be so polite. We already talked about it at the hospital last time. It was just a coincidence that I saved you. There's no need to thank me specially!"

Du Wenxuan on the other side remained silent.

Is she subtly rejecting him?

That's true. She's already married, so it's really inappropriate for her to have dinner with a man she's only met twice.

He didn't think things through properly.

"It's okay if it's inconvenient for you," Du Wenxuan said, his voice tinged with disappointment.

Actually, he genuinely wanted to thank her, not because of the scenic area's help.

It was because of what she said at the hospital.

There had never been anyone like him before, nor had anyone ever said those things to him.

Noticing Du Wenxuan's tone, Lu Shiyi explained, "It's not that it's inconvenient. Since you've come to Nanshi, it should be my treat as the host!"

Du Wenxuan suddenly understood and said frankly, "I thought you were refusing."

Lu Shiyi laughed heartily, "We're friends, there's no reason for me to refuse. However, I'm planning to invite my best friend Tang Tang along. You don't mind, do you?"

"of course not!"

After agreeing on the dinner arrangements, the two didn't chat much and quickly hung up the phone.

Although Lu Shiyi hadn't known Du Wenxuan for long, judging from his demeanor, she felt he was a friend worth making.

The way people get along can be quite magical sometimes.

Some people feel an instant connection upon first meeting, as if they've known each other for a long time.

And some people, even after knowing each other for years, still can't open their hearts to each other...

Hang up the phone.

Lu Shiyi turned around and immediately threw herself into her work.

Because of her previous trip and her recent leg injury, she has lost a lot of time.

I need to hurry up and finish the work to earn some money.

"Work excites me, making money makes me happy..."

Lu Shiyi numbs himself like this, and soon he becomes engrossed in his work, unable to extricate himself.

I quickly ate my lunch at noon.

Then he immediately got back to work.

Until the sun went home after its workday...

night.

Fu Cheng came to pick them up again.

"I think my leg is almost healed, and I can drive myself to and from get off work tomorrow."

Lu Shiyi sat in the passenger seat, fastening her seatbelt as she spoke to her husband beside her.

"Ah."

Fu Cheng answered somewhat absentmindedly.

Lu Shiyi didn't mind; her husband was always very sparing with words, and she was used to it.

The two fastened their seatbelts and were ready to go, but Fu Cheng in the driver's seat did not start the car for a long time.

Lu Shiyi looked out the car window but didn't see any obstacles.

She turned her head to look at Fu Cheng and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Hmm? It's nothing..." Fu Cheng turned to look at his wife.

As he spoke, his left hand was tightly gripping something in his pocket.

But in the end, I still didn't have the courage to take it out.

The key issue is that you always have to say something when giving someone a gift, but he hadn't thought of what to say.

I'll give it to her when I get home.

At this moment, Fu Cheng, a chronic procrastinator, relaxed a little after making this decision in his heart and started the car.

Why is he called a late-stage procrastinator?

Because he had that thing in his pocket when he left for work in the morning.

Fu Cheng, conflicted and hesitant: Never mind, I'm leaving for work soon, I'll give it to her after get off work.

After get off work, I met Lu Shiyi at the study hall: Never mind, I'm driving home soon, I'll just give it to her in the car later.

However, once in the car, he continued to procrastinate, wandered around for a while, and ultimately postponed going home.

Otherwise, why would I have been so distracted just now, constantly thinking about this?

If these were his employees, and they were this slow in doing things, they would probably have been fired long ago.

Who would have thought that someone as decisive and efficient as him would be in this situation?

Fortunately, as long as he doesn't say anything, even if it's delayed until next year, no one will know.

But he couldn't help feeling annoyed.

At this moment, Fu Cheng had already internally despised himself a thousand times over...

Go to the community garage.

Fu Cheng took the initiative to speak: "It's still early. I'm planning to take a walk around the neighborhood. Do you want to come?"

He asked the question nonchalantly, but secretly he was filled with anticipation.

His wife should give him that face, right?

Lu Shiyi turned to look at Fu Cheng.

"What a coincidence! I was just about to ask you to come with me for a walk around the neighborhood."

The couple looked at each other and smiled.

Well, I don't know when it started, but Fu Cheng has been smiling in front of his wife.

"Let's go then."

After getting out of the car, Fu Cheng immediately seized the opportunity and strode over to his wife.

"this is for you."

The guy finally pulled out what he was holding.

If we don't take it out soon, it'll probably get all moldy.

Lu Shiyi looked over and asked, "What is this?"

The husband was holding a small, flat bottle with something written on it that was illegible, but it seemed to be all in English.

"medicine!"

Fu Cheng's words were concise and to the point.

"Medicine? What medicine??"

Lu Shiyi was puzzled. Why would her husband give her medicine for no reason?

"Medication to remove scars."

As Fu Cheng spoke, he forcefully shoved the medicine into Lu Shiyi's hand, then fled ahead as if running away.

This is the best medicine for removing scars, which he specially asked a friend at the hospital to buy for him.

Lu Shiyi understood instantly.

It was to treat the scars on her legs.

Lu Shiyi glanced at the medicine in her hand, then looked up at Fu Cheng, who was fleeing in panic.

I couldn't help but laugh.

This guy, he didn't need to run away like that just to get medicine, did he?

You have to admit, this contrast is kind of cute.

"Fu Cheng, slow down, I can't keep up," Lu Shiyi called out with a smile from behind.

Upon hearing this, the man in front slowed down until his wife caught up.

Lu Shiyi quickly brought her round little head close to Fu Cheng and said, "Why are you walking so fast? Someone is chasing you with a knife."

Fu Cheng: "..."

"Didn't you say the air in the garage was bad? I just want to get out of the garage as soon as possible."

Lu Shiyi said playfully, "Did I say that? I don't remember."

"By the way, why did you suddenly think of buying me medicine? Are you worried that I'll have a scar on my leg and that it will embarrass you?" Lu Shiyi teased, blinking her big eyes.

Fu Cheng stopped and turned to look at his wife.

I don't know who it was, but when they had nothing to do at home, they would sit on the living room sofa, hug their calves, and pray: "What long and slender calves! It would be such a pity if they left scars. I take care of them and maintain them every day. You must live up to my expectations and try not to leave a single scar..."

He didn't know whether the creams his wife applied would work.

But the medicine he gave me can absolutely guarantee a full recovery...