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

When Lu Shiyi arrived home, Fu Cheng was watching TV in the living room, looking bored.

He usually gets home later than his wife, but when he suddenly came home early, he felt that the empty house was a little lonely.

After Lu Shiyi entered the room and changed her shoes, she placed the snacks she had bought on the coffee table in front of Fu Cheng.

"It's an appetizer, you can try it."

Fu Cheng looked up at Lu Shiyi, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

After what happened last night, this was the first time the couple had officially faced each other.

Thinking back to the WeChat message his wife sent him that morning, and now her initiating the conversation...

Fu Cheng was basically certain that the unpleasantness between the two of them had been completely forgotten by his wife, which made him secretly relieved.

He glanced at the snowball hawthorn, candied chestnuts, and a plate of steamed shrimp dumplings on the table. "Did you buy these for me?"

Lu Shi replied as he went to wash his hands, "Hmm, you should try it."

Since the couple got married, her most direct impression of her husband, besides being cold, was that he was very picky about things.

So she wasn't sure if her husband would like it.

Fu Cheng stared at the food in front of him. He might not have even glanced at it before, but now, for some reason, he wanted to try it.

He barely ate anything at the banquet, and came straight back home after it ended.

He had originally planned not to eat anything that evening, since it was already past dinner time.

but now……

The key thing was that after he knew his wife wasn't angry anymore, he suddenly felt hungry.

Fu Cheng glanced at the steamed dumplings, then at the hawthorns beside him. He had occasionally seen these candied hawthorns sold on the street before, but he had never eaten them before.

Just as he was hesitating about which one to try first, Lu Shiyi returned after washing his hands.

She noticed her husband looking at this and then at that, unsure whether he had no appetite or was simply a little disgusted.

"If you don't have an appetite, eat some hawthorn to whet your appetite first, and then eat steamed dumplings; if you do have an appetite, eat steamed dumplings directly, and also roasted chestnuts, which are good for the stomach. If you don't want to eat steamed dumplings, you can also try this."

Lu Shiyi sat down on the sofa opposite Fu Cheng and said, "If you don't like the taste of hawthorn, I'll eat it. It'll help with digestion."

She knew that some people couldn't get used to this sweet and sour taste.

Fu Cheng: "..."

She even prepared Plan A, B, and C just to buy a snack.

Fu Cheng reached for the snowball hawthorn, and deliberately reached for the hand that his wife had pinched.

After taking one out, he first handed it to Lu Shiyi across from him. He reasoned that since he had accepted a gift, he should give it to his wife first.

As he handed it over, he casually asked, "What did you eat for dinner? You need to digest it."

Lu Shiyi looked up. Although the purplish-black patch on the back of her hand was quite striking, she chose to ignore it, looked directly at Shanzha, and then reached out to take it.

"I accompanied Tangtang to a banquet in the evening, and we ate there."

He then couldn't help but praise, "No wonder it's a seven-star hotel, the food is incredibly delicious."

Whenever she talks about delicious food, her eyes light up and she becomes radiant.

Fu Cheng paused, his hand having just withdrawn. "A banquet? A seven-star banquet?"

"Yes, it's at the Nancheng Grand Hotel, but only the richest people in Nancheng are qualified to attend. I only got to eat such a feast because of Tang Tang."

Fu Cheng picked up another hawthorn, took a small bite, and the sudden sourness made him frown.

"So, she was at the banquet too? The name he heard at the door was definitely hers?"

Fu Cheng was surprised that his wife was actually there. Didn't she see him?

He was somewhat puzzled...

"At the banquet, I don't know which big shot from Nanshi it was, but the scene was like a TV drama. In the past, I would have thought that person was just showing off and why they had so many bodyguards around. But now I know that if there were no bodyguards, that person would probably have been squeezed into a meat patty."

Lu Shiyi still feels lingering fear when she thinks about the scene where she and her best friend were squeezed.

"It seems she really didn't see herself." Fu Cheng looked up at Lu Shiyi, paused for a moment, then asked with a hint of amusement, "Aren't you curious about who he is?"

Lu Shiyi reached out and grabbed another hawthorn, even finding it troublesome to lean over to hold it, so she pulled the bag closer to herself.

"I was indeed a little curious at that moment, but I thought that instead of wasting the effort to squeeze in and see someone I had absolutely no connection with, it would be more worthwhile to eat a few more delicious bites."

Fu Cheng: "..."

Fortunately, she's a foodie.

"By the way, are there any outstanding single men in your company? If so, could you introduce them to Tangtang so she doesn't have to be arranged to go on blind dates by her parents every day?"

It was rare for her husband to act like a normal person today, not so cold and aloof, and even able to communicate, so Lu Shiyi talked a bit more.

Upon hearing this, Fu Cheng immediately pictured a single guy who constantly complained about not being single.

But he had no such intention. He didn't know his wife's best friend, so he wouldn't bother with that and wouldn't create unnecessary trouble for himself.

Besides, introducing his wife's best friend to He Ze would be tantamount to revealing his identity, and he has no such intention for the time being.

Fu Cheng replied directly, "No."

Lu Shiyi didn't pay any attention and continued eating her snowball hawthorns. She hadn't really expected her husband to help her find someone anyway.

As she finished eating the one in her hand and was about to take another, Fu Cheng pushed the entire bag in front of her, insisting on using his injured hand.

"You eat it, I'm not used to it."

Lu Shiyi didn't stand on ceremony and took the bag directly into her hands.

When she glanced again at the wound on her husband's hand, she suddenly thought of her blanket.

"By the way, did you wash my light blanket?"

Fu Cheng: "..."

Her hands were in such a state, yet she not only didn't care, she was still thinking about blankets.

Despite his anger, he honestly confessed, "I took the blanket to the dry cleaners, and I'll pick it up tomorrow."

"Dry cleaning?"

Lu Shiyi, who was used to being frugal, felt a little pained. She had already thrown that blanket into the washing machine so many times, there was absolutely no need to spend money on dry cleaning.

But since her husband had already sent it, she couldn't say anything more.

However, she still had to give him the instructions, lest her husband come home drunk again and she would have to take care of him again.

“I know you went to celebrate because you were happy that we signed the agreement. I don’t object to your celebration, but try not to get so drunk next time. It’s not only bad for your health, but I also have no experience taking care of drunk people. It wouldn’t be good if you got any other injuries.”

In Lu Shiyi's mind, she always believed that her husband drank last night to celebrate.

After all, there was no affection between the two of them. Having an agreement, especially one that kept him on guard against her in every way, was indeed a form of protection for him.

At that moment, Fu Cheng, who was eating steamed dumplings, suddenly found them unappetizing, even tasteless.

He looked at Lu Shiyi with melancholy, and a strange tightness welled up in his heart again...