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

Fu Cheng felt a little embarrassed by his wife's suppressed laughter, and his cheeks began to turn slightly red.

But he remained aloof, saying, "You made me go through all that trouble, shouldn't you reflect on your actions?"

Lu Shiyi, carrying a shopping bag, walked up to Fu Cheng and followed up on his words: "I really should reflect on why I didn't give you the gift right away!"

Then, she held the bag in both hands and handed the gift to Fu Cheng, her tone becoming sincere, "Thank you so much for lending a helping hand when I was at my most vulnerable and helpless, and for giving me a shoulder to lean on. This is a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."

Fu Cheng gazed at his sincere wife for a long time before finally reaching out to take the shopping bags.

He replied, "I was forced."

As she spoke, her cheeks flushed even more.

"Forced? You mean the gift?"

Lu Shiyi was a little confused.

"Shoulder!" Fu Cheng's voice was low and tinged with annoyance.

"Oh!"

"Huh, you're blushing?"

Lu Shiyi suddenly noticed that her husband's cheeks seemed red, so she leaned closer to get a better look.

Upon seeing this, Fu Cheng immediately turned his head away.

"You're dazzled."

He didn't think he would blush; he turned his head away simply because his wife's face was too close to his.

Lu Shiyi was amused by her husband's strong reaction. She said, "I wasn't going to kiss you, why are you reacting so strongly?"

Fu Cheng glared at his wife. "You've given all the gifts, aren't you going to bed?"

Lu Shiyi straightened up, looked at her husband in front of her, and suddenly felt like teasing him.

She said, "You receive gifts and don't even say thank you?"

Only after his wife stood up straight did Fu Cheng switch from a defensive state to a relaxed state.

He leaned back on the sofa, exuding an air of superiority despite being seated, and slowly said, "Thank you!"

Lu Shiyi clicked her tongue. As expected of a cold person, even saying thank you felt oppressive.

She casually replied, "You're welcome." Then she just stared at her husband, showing no intention of leaving.

Fu Cheng frowned slightly. "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"

Lu Shiyi smiled and said, "No rush. When I bought the clothes today, I bought them based on the mannequin in the store. But the mannequin was shorter than you, so I bought a size too big. Try them on now, and if they don't fit, I'll exchange them for a different size tomorrow."

Judging from her husband's reaction just now, she knew he definitely wouldn't try on clothes right there. She only said that to tease him.

Upon hearing this, Fu Cheng immediately raised his guard again, having just let his guard down. "Now?"

He slowly sat up straight, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Just because I accepted the gift doesn't mean I'll wear it."

After saying that, Fu Cheng stood up, picked up the bag, and walked towards the room.

Lu Shiyi looked at her husband's retreating figure with slight disappointment. She hadn't even had a chance to tease him properly before he ran away.

Fortunately, the sentiment has been expressed; whether he wears it or not is up to him.

After Fu Cheng strode into the room, he turned around, closed the door, and locked it.

Thinking of his wife's words, he thought to himself, "Dream on, I won't try it in front of you."

But the next second, he placed the bag on the bed and gently took out the clothes inside with both hands.

Strictly speaking, this should be the first time he has formally received a gift from a girl.

The formality here refers to the kind of formality where the girl personally delivers it to him.

During his school years, because of his handsome appearance and outstanding image, he was constantly surrounded by all sorts of admirers, and he received countless love letters and gifts, which greatly bothered and annoyed him.

However, this phenomenon suddenly disappeared during high school and college.

The reason for this was simply that every time he entered a new class, his self-introduction included a single sentence.

"Hello everyone, my name is Fu Cheng. I don't like girls. Don't doubt it, it means exactly what you think..."

From then on, he had an incredibly peaceful life around him and could finally focus on his own affairs.

But then, inexplicably, more and more boys started to surround him.

However, after he made some minor revisions, the boy gradually disappeared.

This continued until he graduated. After graduation, because he was always protected by bodyguards, and because of some rumors that had circulated at the school, no woman could get close to him.

Therefore, Lu Shiyi was the first girl to formally give him a gift and be accepted by him.

He took the clothes out of the shopping bag one by one.

He wore a light beige business casual suit with a pure white T-shirt, a stark contrast to his usual all-black style.

Although this brand is far inferior to his previous bespoke designs, it still feels quite nice to the touch.

He looked the clothes around, then glanced at the door to make sure it was locked, before starting to try them on.

After getting dressed, he stood in front of the mirror, a smile playing on his lips.

Grandpa used to complain that he was an ice block, making people feel like they were in an ice cellar when he stood in front of them, but now it seems that he's not so cold after all.

Even when he's not putting on a serious face, he has a bit of a warm and gentle vibe.

He didn't know how long he had been admiring himself like that, but Lu Shiyi in the second bedroom was already half asleep.

Just as Lu Shiyi was drifting off to sleep, a loud rumbling sound suddenly entered his ears.

It sounded like a washing machine washing clothes. Although the noise wasn't that loud, it seemed particularly jarring in the quiet night.

Lu Shiyi mumbled sleepily, "Why are you doing laundry in the middle of the night..."

Then, she covered herself with the blanket and slowly fell asleep again.

The next morning, Fu Cheng got up early.

Wearing his gift, casual pants and a white T-shirt, I couldn't wear a jacket at the moment because it was hot at home.

At that moment, the warm sunlight streaming in through the window shone on his sculpted features and white T-shirt, making him look bright and sunny, so handsome that he seemed to be glowing.

When Lu Shiyi brought out breakfast, she saw her husband leisurely strolling around the living room.

She greeted him with a smile, "Good morning, Mr. Fu."

"morning."

Fu Cheng responded, then turned and went into the kitchen to help his wife serve breakfast.

The two sat down facing each other, and Fu Cheng spoke first, "Aren't you in a hurry today?"

Lu Shi replied while eating: "My parents said that they would take care of things at the hospital and that I shouldn't go to the hospital so often, so that I could focus on my own things."

Fu Cheng took a sip of porridge and said, "Mom and Dad have worked hard. Once Yao Yao's situation is completely stable, we'll bring them over so our families can get together and have a proper meal."

Lu Shiyi looked up at her husband; she hadn't expected him to bring this up.

Previously, when they were at the hospital, Lu's parents mentioned that they wanted to take this opportunity to meet their eldest son-in-law. At that time, she said that Fu Cheng was very busy with work and that she would have to ask him about his schedule.

Unexpectedly, before she could even ask, her husband brought it up first.

Lu Shiyi was stunned for a long time before replying heavily, "Okay."

Then the two continued eating.

In the middle of the meal, Fu Cheng noticed that his wife was wearing a white shirt, so he casually reminded her, "White gets dirty easily, eat slowly."

Lu Shiyi looked up at her husband and said, "You're wearing white too, so slow down."

Fu Cheng: "..."

So after trying to get her attention all morning, she still couldn't figure out that the outfit looked vaguely familiar?