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

Lu Shiyi finished eating the last steamed dumpling and took out his phone.

"You were angry yesterday because of Fang Mingyu, weren't you?"

As Lu Shiyi spoke, he took out his text messages and placed his phone on the table.

She knew that her husband only saw part of the message notification, because when she opened the text message, it was still unread.

Lu Shiyi had never questioned Fu Cheng's character, and this text message proved it. No matter how angry he was, he didn't open it without permission.

"You can take a look at the full content."

Fu Cheng snapped out of his reverie, his gloomy gaze falling on the phone screen.

It was a long passage; he had only seen the first line yesterday.

"November 11, this is Fang Mingyu. I knew you wouldn't answer my call, so I'm just saying everything that's on my mind. I know that during our last meal, you specifically emphasized that you were married and refused to add me on WeChat, which was out of loyalty and protection for your marriage. Don't worry, I won't deliberately try to break up your family. But you know, I've liked you since school, and I still do. I just want to know if you're happy now, and if he's treating you well? If not, I hope I still have a chance..."

Below this is Lu Shiyi's reply: 'He treats me very well, I'm very happy, please don't bother me!'

She knew Fang Mingyu wasn't a bad person at heart, which was why she wanted to reject him more completely, since she was already married.

Fu Cheng looked at the text message and felt his face burning.

When he inadvertently glanced at the agreement that Lu Shiyi had just signed next to him, he felt even more ashamed.

Lu Shiyi's tone remained calm throughout, "As you can see, I have not and will not have any ambiguous relationships with the opposite sex while married. Of course, if being pursued or liked is a sin, then I have nothing to say."

Fu Cheng pursed his lips tightly, and after a long while, he forced out a few words, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

He was truly speechless and had no way to argue. He knew that he had completely misunderstood her.

Lu Shiyi didn't expect her husband to take the initiative to admit his mistake. She smiled calmly and said, "It's okay. Your misunderstanding didn't cause me any real harm. You were just sulking the whole time."

Fu Cheng: "..."

He didn't know whether she was trying to comfort him or humiliate him.

“Mr. Fu, from now on, just say what's on your mind and ask what's on your mind. Don't do what happened this time. You don't say anything and I don't ask anything, and we fall into a cold war in no time. I'm fine with that, I'm pretty thick-skinned, but I'm afraid that if you go through this a few times, you'll get so angry that you'll die. Then your agreement will have been written for nothing.”

Fu Cheng was somewhat angry after hearing this.

He was angry at himself for not being angry at all after being scolded by his wife like that, and even felt that he deserved it!

Ever since his wife signed the agreement, Fu Cheng has felt inexplicably heavy-hearted.

Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, I feel even more depressed.

Am I just overthinking things?

She's not a bad woman, nor does she have any clever tricks up her sleeve? She married me with absolutely no ulterior motives?

Fu Cheng felt extremely annoyed and turned to go into his room.

When I came out again, I was already dressed in my travel gear.

He hesitated for a few seconds while changing his shoes at the door, but finally turned to Lu Shiyi on the balcony and reported to him.

"I'm going out for a bit and will be back late. You should go to sleep early."

Lu Shiyi glanced at the door and hummed in response.

She's currently lounging comfortably in a recliner, having long since forgotten about the agreement.

If she and Fu Cheng had a long-term relationship that eventually led to marriage, then that agreement might have made her furious.

But that's not the case. She and Fu Cheng don't know each other at all. To put it bluntly, their current stage of getting to know each other isn't even a period of adjustment; they're at most just getting to know each other.

So there's nothing to be angry about.

Thinking that his side project was about to be completed, Lu Shiyi happily took out his phone.

That was a project that took four months and paid out 50,000 yuan.

The key is that with this experience as a foundation, she will be able to get bigger and higher-paying projects in the future.

She needed to make appointments with her best friend Tangtang and her younger sister Yaoyao in advance so they could celebrate together.

As for her husband, Fu Cheng, since the agreement clearly states that neither party will interfere with the other's life, it seems unnecessary to include him.

Lu Shiyi also thought that she should take this opportunity of the celebration to have a private chat with her sister.

She hopes her sister has a concrete idea and plan for her future, rather than relying on her husband and in-laws.

Of course, she won't tell her sister the true colors of her in-laws' family for the time being.

While Lu Shiyi was happily making a phone call on the balcony, Fu Cheng was depressedly drowning his sorrows with He Ze at a bar.

He was the one who proposed the agreement and asked to sign it, so why did Lu Shiyi not react at all, while he was extremely annoyed?

He really couldn't figure out where the problem lay.

Is it because I care about her? Do I like her? Obviously not, so why am I so annoyed?

After much thought, Fu Cheng finally found a reason that he could convince himself.

That is, she was ignoring him, which is why he got angry.

Having grown up in the spotlight, Fu Cheng had never been ignored like this before, especially by his own wife.

He was tall, handsome, and charming, but she didn't like him and was always mean to him.

But he never used to care about what others thought of him.

Fu Cheng has successfully trapped himself in a vicious cycle.

He Ze, standing to the side, silently drank with them without saying a word.

He can offer advice, but he's not good at comforting people. The key is that he's afraid that if he opens his mouth, he might accidentally hurt his friend's feelings.

He Ze really didn't expect that Lao Fu would slap him in the face so quickly.

I made him sign the agreement with such certainty this morning, and now it's turned into this by evening.

In the end, the two drank an unknown amount of alcohol. He Ze was alright, remaining semi-sober, while Fu Cheng was completely drunk.

He asked Fu Cheng, who could barely speak, "Where are you going tonight?"

“Return…Return…”

"Alright, then I'll decide for him myself," He Ze said, helping Fu Cheng hand him over to the bodyguard.

"Your young master Fu said he's going back to his wife's place; he misses her."

Bodyguard Archie took the money from Young Master Fu, saying, "Understood."

Although Fu Shao, who was being helped up, was drunk, he was not so drunk that he blacked out.

He vaguely heard some of it, but couldn't say anything coherent, so he acquiesced.

Upon arriving at Huafu Junyuan, Aqi suddenly remembered that the young mistress had seen him before, so he had no choice but to avoid her.

Archie instructed another bodyguard, "Remember to tell the young mistress that Young Master Fu misses her."

He had been by Fu Cheng's side for so long, and he had never seen Fu Shao so drunk.

The bodyguard escorted Fu Cheng to the door and rang the doorbell.

Before leaving, Fu Cheng told Lu Shiyi to go to bed early. He didn't expect to be so drunk when he came back.

Lu Shiyi was half asleep when she heard the doorbell ring.

Having learned from her previous experience, even though the pajamas were generally safe, she still put on a coat before opening the door.

When the door opened, Lu Shiyi was slightly taken aback.

She felt that there were two walls standing at the doorway.

One stood there blankly, the other with its head drooping...