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

When the two came to their senses, they noticed a small dent in the rear of the Bentley.

Lu Shiyi was shocked, and Tang Yiran next to her was also stunned.

They actually hit a Bentley.

At this moment, Fu Cheng, who was resting with his eyes closed in the car, felt the impact from behind. His brows furrowed and his handsome face showed a hint of anger.

After confirming that his boss was unharmed, the bodyguard Archie got out of the car angrily.

Who the hell is so reckless as to dare to pull the tiger's tail?

Archie stormed toward the BMW and then banged on the driver's side window.

Once inside the car, Tang Yiran regained her senses and quickly rolled down the window. "I'm sorry, I was careless and crashed. It's my responsibility, I take full responsibility."

When Archie saw that the driver was actually a woman, he became suspicious. "Could she be an admirer of the boss, deliberately staging a car accident to meet him?"

If that's the case, it's not just a simple traffic accident; he must prevent similar incidents from happening again.

He had to issue a warning. Although Archie wasn't exactly a menacing figure, his stern face was still somewhat intimidating.

"Do you know who you hit? Do you know you hit our Fu..."

As Archie was speaking vehemently, Lu Shiyi, sitting in the passenger seat, turned to look at the driver's seat and said, "We apologize for the trouble we've caused. We truly didn't mean it. We'll proceed according to procedure and compensate you as appropriate."

Even though it was my best friend who was driving, she was helping me out, so she should also be responsible for compensating me.

At this moment, Archie, who had been looking fierce outside the car window, widened his eyes and lowered his voice until he finally fell silent.

Young Madam? It was actually the young madam and her group's car that crashed into it.

Fu Cheng's bodyguards all recognized their young mistress, as they were always waiting near Huafu Junyuan, ready to respond at any time.

Archie was completely bewildered by this sudden turn of events. "What do we do now? Should we continue to warn them? Should we make them pay compensation?"

The young mistress actually bumped into Young Master Fu. How did I end up in such a frustrating situation?

Archie felt a surge of relief; thankfully, he hadn't mentioned Young Master Fu's name, otherwise...

A moment later, he forced a tough stance and said, "Wait!" Then he turned and walked back to the Bentley, whispering to Fu Cheng inside the car:

"Young Master Fu, it was a friend of the young mistress who hit the car. The young mistress was also in the car."

Fu Cheng's expression was cold and stern. He rubbed his temples, remained silent for a moment, and finally said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Archie understood his boss's meaning, walked back to the BMW window, and glared at Tang Yiran in the driver's seat. "Our boss is magnanimous and will let it go this time. But if you're not careful driving next time, you won't be as lucky as you are today."

Then he looked at Lu Shiyi in the passenger seat and said, "Be careful next time you ride in a car, and take good care of yourself!"

Looking out the car window at the man whose personality seemed somewhat split, Lu Shiyi was momentarily at a loss for words, and finally forced a smile and nodded.

Traffic resumed smoothly after a brief pause.

Still shaken, Tang Yiran restarted the car, muttering, "Hmph, so mean to me, am I not cute enough?"

It wasn't that she was afraid of losing money; it was just that the man's demeanor was too frightening. She felt like he might drag her out of the car and beat her up at any moment.

Lu Shiyi looked at her friend and said with a smile, "It's because you're so cute that they didn't pursue the matter. You hit a Bentley, so we'll have to learn our lesson from now on."

Tang Yiran pouted and didn't dare to reply. She was currently keeping her eyes fixed on the Bentley that had already started moving, making sure she maintained a safe distance at all times.

Lu Shiyi, standing to the side, joked, but inwardly he was still a little puzzled. "This matter is just over like that? Usually, after a rear-end collision, shouldn't you take a picture, exchange contact information, and then discuss compensation later? How come..."

Lu Shiyi didn't understand. She looked up and suddenly a familiar Buick van came into view.

The ordinary Buick stands out conspicuously among a group of luxury cars.

Lu Shiyi craned her neck to take another careful look and confirmed that it was her husband's Buick minivan.

She couldn't help but feel worried.

My best friend just crashed into a luxury car, and now her husband is hanging out with a bunch of luxury cars. Is he obsessed with luxury cars today?

Next, Lu Shiyi stared intently at the Buick in front of her, as if if she looked away for even a second, the Buick would crash into the luxury car.

She only breathed a slight sigh of relief when the luxury car convoy passed by Huafu Junyuan in a grand procession.

But the next second, she lost her composure.

My husband's Buick actually followed the luxury car convoy and didn't even enter the residential area.

She watched the Buick driving away on the far left of the two-way street, then glanced at the residential area on the right side of the road, and suddenly understood.

Lu Shiyi smiled. Although his method was a bit clumsy, it was safe and cautious.

After the luxury car convoy drove away, Lu Shiyi and her best friend arrived at the residential area. With the help of the delivery driver, Tang Yiran didn't stay. After dropping her friend off at the residential area, she drove away.

After returning home and tidying up the balcony, Lu Shiyi lay down on the recliner, closed her eyes, and gently swayed her body to enjoy the moment.

Sometimes, the small moments of comfort in the midst of a busy and noisy life, though insignificant, are the source of our strength to face life's hardships.

Just as she was drifting off to sleep, the door opened.

Lu Shiyi opened her blurry eyes, turned her head to look at the door, and saw that her husband had returned.

Although her husband said that she could decorate the house however she wanted and he wouldn't care, she still wanted to share the new furniture with him.

Lu Shiyi walked into the living room in a good mood, only to see her husband's cold and gloomy face. Instantly, her desire to share plummeted.

What was supposed to be a sharing session turned into a simple greeting, "Mr. Fu, you're back."

Fu Cheng hummed in agreement, his brows still furrowed.

On his way home that night, his car was hit, and he didn't dare to openly claim compensation. When he got to his doorstep, he didn't dare to go straight in. He took a long detour before daring to change into his cheap Buick to go home. The dignified young master of the Fu family had actually fallen to this state. He felt extremely aggrieved.

But he had no reason to lash out at his wife, and even he himself admired his current level of tolerance.

Lu Shiyi glanced at her husband, recalling the little incident that happened when she returned, and casually said, "I saw you when I came back."

Upon hearing this, Fu Cheng, who had just changed into slippers and was about to wash his hands, suddenly stopped in his tracks. He looked up at Lu Shiyi with slight surprise, his deep eyes carefully observing the changes in his wife's expression.

"Could it be that my wife saw me in the car during the accident?" Fu Cheng's heart tightened.

But upon observing his wife's calm demeanor, he couldn't help but feel doubtful; it didn't seem quite right.

At this moment, Lu Shiyi saw her husband's surprised expression and interpreted it as her seeing through his embarrassing little secret, so she couldn't help but laugh.

Lu Shiyi, with a smug look on his face, said, "You were sandwiched in a convoy of luxury cars, and you didn't even dare to stop when you passed our neighborhood. Were you afraid of crashing into the luxury cars if you changed lanes?"

Fu Cheng: "???"

Fu Cheng: "..."