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

A few minutes later.

Xia Yingying and Luo Junsheng returned to the private room one after the other.

Fu Cheng guessed correctly; Xia Yingying really shut up.

Especially his attitude towards Lu Shiyi, it was as if he had suddenly lost his memory, pretending not to know him at all.

They didn't even dare to exchange a glance.

Until the party ended, Xia Yingying did not speak a word to Lu Shiyi and his wife again.

Lu Shiyi was happy to have some peace and quiet, and ate two extra bowls of rice.

On the way back.

During their casual conversation, Lu Shiyi asked Fu Cheng, "You're often asked if you're from the Fu family, the richest family in the world. Doesn't that bother you?"

Back when she first went to Fuyicheng Restaurant, she asked the same question when she learned that the owner's surname was Fu.

Xia Yingying asked again today.

Could it be because the Fu family is too famous in Nanshi?

To be honest, Lu Shiyi had never paid attention to these anecdotes about celebrities, mainly because she wasn't interested, since they were too far removed from her own life.

In her opinion, the circles of the wealthy are too complicated. Instead of spending time following celebrity gossip, it would be more practical to get some beauty sleep and make some extra money.

Upon hearing this, Fu Cheng remained silent.

Then, with a quick turn, the car pulled over and stopped.

Lu Shiyi turned to look at her husband, "What's wrong?"

Why did it suddenly pull over to the side of the road?

Could it be that she touched on Fu Cheng's sore spot?

Lu Shiyi reached out and put her hand on her husband's shoulder, comforting him: "You should be happy that people mistook you for being from the Fu family, the richest family in the world. It means your aura is comparable to that of the top elites, so don't feel disappointed. I'm not..."

"Actually, there's something I've been keeping from you." Fu Cheng turned his head, his unfathomable black eyes fixed on Lu Shiyi in front of him.

I didn't want to miss any subtle changes in her expression.

"I am indeed from the Fu family, the richest family in the world!"

Lu Shiyi also stared intently at Fu Cheng.

As she finished speaking the last sentence, her bright eyes widened, like two perfectly round black pearls.

After a while.

She suddenly turned her head away, avoiding Fu Cheng's gaze.

The man's already pounding heart nearly jumped out of his chest.

What was her reaction? Resentment? Angry? Disappointed? Or perhaps surprised? Excited?

Fu Cheng was truly unfathomable.

While he was wondering what was going on, he saw Lu Shiyi turn her head to look back at him.

With a very serious expression, he said, "Actually, there's something I'm keeping from you too."

Fu Cheng frowned slightly: "???"

"Actually, my real name isn't Lu Shiyi. My father is real estate tycoon Chen Jianlin, and I'm his only daughter, the Super Star Chen Baozhu, known as Asia's No. 1 Film Queen~"

Fu Cheng: "…………"

"I was serious."

"Am I not serious?" Lu Shiyi blinked.

She cupped Fu Cheng's face in her hands, her pretty face flashing as she leaned closer. "Do you believe what I just said?"

Fu Cheng shook his head.

"Do you think I'll believe what you just said?"

Just kidding, would the richest man drive a Buick to and from get off work?

Would the richest man live in a modern concrete slum?

Although the house they live in now, Huafu Junyuan, is considered large, in the eyes of the richest man, it is a slum. The richest man should live in a detached villa.

Would the richest man accompany her to the supermarket or the farmers' market?

Most importantly, the richest man would run into her? And he would even get a marriage certificate with her??

This is absolutely outrageous...

She and her best friend Tang Yiran had met him at a party the last time. He was a celebrity from Nanshi who was surrounded by people and escorted by a group of bodyguards. That was the most basic demeanor that a richest man should have.

How could this ordinary citizen, who lives amidst the everyday hustle and bustle of city life, possibly be the richest man?

Lu Shiyi felt that questioning her for even a second longer was an insult to her intelligence.

Fu Cheng stared blankly at the woman in front of him, unsure whether to nod or shake his head.

Lu Shiyi gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "It's my fault. I kept telling you to debut halfway through your career and become a movie star. I kept saying it, and you actually did it."

Fu Cheng continued to stare blankly at his wife, without saying a word.

I felt a strange, indescribable feeling in my heart.

He never expected that the truth about his identity would be so outrageous in Lu Shiyi's eyes.

If he insists, he has plenty of ways to make her believe, to let her know the truth, and to make her understand the facts.

But at this moment, Fu Cheng backed down.

His confession today was originally just a momentary impulse.

He needs more time to prepare and plan, and then to confess in a way that she can accept...

Lu Shiyi held his head and shook it gently a few times. "Wake up, wake up. Your acting skills are indeed not bad, but don't think about becoming a movie star anymore. I won't mention it again, so that one day you won't suddenly feel like it and come to me every day to rehearse lines with me. I would cry my eyes out if that happened."

Fu Cheng grasped Lu Shiyi's hand in return, making a final probe, "If I really were the richest man, what would you do?"

Lu Shiyi glanced at her husband; this guy was really getting excited.

She countered, "What would you do if I really were the daughter of a real estate tycoon?"

Fu Cheng: "..."

He silently straightened his wife's body, letting her sit upright in the passenger seat, and then started the car again.

Lu Shiyi: "Tch, you know how ridiculous your question was, right? It was so absurd, why make such assumptions?"

……

Sunday.

Lu Shiyi and her younger sister Lu Shuyao returned to their hometown together.

I haven't been back for two weeks and I miss my parents very much.

Lu Shiyi, in particular, has been having nightmares about her childhood lately. Since she had some free time on Sunday, she took her younger sister with her to go back home.

Fu Cheng didn't accompany her this time, partly because his sister-in-law Lu Shuyao was with them, and his presence would have hindered the two sisters from having a private conversation.

Secondly, with New Year's Day approaching, he should make proper preparations.

The two sisters set off early in the morning, with Lu Shiyi driving.

On the way, she inquired about the progress of Yao Yao's recent divorce from Li Haokai.

Lu Shuyao looked somewhat dejected.

"It didn't go smoothly. After he found out that I had evidence of his transfer of assets, he became somewhat extreme. One moment he would beg for mercy in a repentant manner, and the next he would roar and make threatening remarks, as if giving him half of his assets was a way of taking his life."

"Sister, to be honest, there were times when I was really tired and didn't want to fight anymore. I was willing to leave with nothing. As long as I could get rid of him as soon as possible, what did it matter if I didn't have that money? I could still earn money to support myself."

"But when I learned that he was so frantically protecting his assets, refusing to give me a single penny, yet turning around and offering it all up to that woman, I felt truly unwilling to accept it. I felt an unprecedented sense of defeat, as if constantly reminding me that I was a terrible woman. So I decided that even if it cost me my life, I would fight for it. This was my last shred of dignity..."

Lu Shiyi looked ahead, but couldn't hide the heartache in her eyes. "Yaoyao, you don't need to risk your life. I will fight for you, and so will your brother-in-law. No matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, we will be with you, facing them together and solving them together..."