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

During the rest of the meal, Fu Cheng didn't say a word.

Lu Shiyi found it strange that he was so hot and cold, and his words came up and went.

The first half was normal, but the second half turned cold and impersonal.

However, she didn't pay much attention to it; she had never really figured out her husband's temper.

After they finished eating, they went to work.

Fu Cheng arrived at the company and had just sat down in his office when He Ze came over.

The sound started before he even stepped inside.

"Old... Fu..."

Upon seeing Fu Cheng in front of the desk, he hesitated for a long time before finally managing to utter the second word.

He Ze walked up to Fu Cheng with a curious look on his face. "Oh, a new skin!"

Having grown accustomed to his friend always dressed in black, his sudden change of style was a refreshing surprise.

Fu Cheng raised his eyes, his gaze revealing undisguised satisfaction. "You noticed that all of that?"

"Tch, you're being way too obvious, aren't you? Anyone who knows you can see it, unless she's blind."

Fu Cheng lowered his eyes and muttered to himself, "I'm not blind, but my eyesight is really bad. I didn't even recognize what I bought myself..."

Then he looked up at He Ze, "Did you need something?"

"Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong?"

As He Ze spoke, he sat down in the chair opposite Fu Cheng.

"Just finished breakfast and came here for a quick look around. By the way, it's been so long since we had breakfast together. Don't you miss the seven-star breakfast at the South City Hotel?"

Fu Cheng smiled, said nothing, and continued to look through the documents on the table.

Before he got married, he and He Ze always booked breakfast at the Nancheng Hotel.

But now, he only feels that his wife's home-cooked meals are more to his liking.

Perhaps I've eaten too many delicacies since I was a child, and I'm already saturated.

Seeing his friend beaming with joy, He Ze sighed deeply, "Ah, life is as lonely as snow; I don't even have anyone to have breakfast with!"

Fu Cheng glared at him. "If you want to express your feelings, go back to your office and do it."

He Ze: "You're saying this is called forgetting your friends for the sake of beauty, you..."

As he was talking, he noticed the logo on his friend's clothes. It wasn't a brand his friend usually wore, and the price difference was many times greater.

He Ze smiled mysteriously, "Did your sister-in-law buy you these clothes? I was wondering why you suddenly changed your style."

Fu Cheng didn't speak, continuing to look at the documents in his hand, but the smile on his face deepened.

"Wow, you look so radiant! It's truly enviable!"

He Ze felt like he, a single dog, had been hit with a critical strike of ten thousand points.

Fu Cheng, sitting opposite him, glared at him again. "What do you mean, 'all smiles'? Should I enroll you in a class to give you some serious training on how to phrase your speech?"

Looking at the guy in front of him who was budding with romantic feelings but didn't even realize it, He Ze was too lazy to argue with him anymore.

He looked at his friend and asked, "With your net worth, aren't you afraid of being criticized for suddenly wearing clothes from this brand?"

Fu Cheng slowly raised his head, his tone indifferent, "Am I the kind of person who cares about rumors?"

He Ze blinked. "That's really not true!"

He was quite certain and certain about this.

During my university years, Lao Fu's amazing speech in class made me admire him for the entire university.

Even now, when he thinks about it, he still feels utterly awe and reverence.

From that moment on, he felt that his friend Lao Fu was definitely a man who could accomplish great things, and when he got ruthless, he would even harm himself.

Sure enough, just a few years after graduation, he transformed the Fu Group from one of the top five in Nanshi to the top spot, where it has remained steadfast.

Even I eagerly came to work for him.

He Ze leaned closer to the table, getting himself closer to Fu Cheng, and said, "You and your sister-in-law just had a fight a few days ago, and now she's buying you a gift. Could it be that you two have taken things to the next level?"

Fu Cheng closed the file, looked at He Ze with a smirk, and said helplessly, "She was just thanking me for helping her."

"Tch, relationships blossom from mutual trouble. Trust me, beautiful love is beckoning you!"

Fu Cheng, barely managing to muster his last bit of patience, said, "If you're really bored and have nothing to do, I can assign you some more tasks."

He Ze's excitement vanished instantly. "Again?? I'm leaving, I'm leaving, okay?"

With that, he stood up sullenly and walked towards the door.

As they approached the door, He Ze suddenly turned to his friend and said, "Remember to reciprocate when you receive a gift. It's the right way to give and take!"

After saying that, he immediately strode out of the office.

"Old Fu is such a blockhead, he'll never know anything if we don't teach him."

There's no way around it; as a seasoned single person, I just happen to enjoy watching couples embarking on sweet, mutual love stories. It's definitely a form of self-torture.

After He Ze left, Fu Cheng's world finally became quiet.

In his view, he was just trying to play the role of a good husband, and it had nothing to do with love or anything like that.

Although he didn't know what that ethereal love was, after all, he had never experienced it.

As for the return gift He Ze mentioned, he knew what it was.

Fu Cheng lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then picked up his phone and sent a WeChat message to Lu Shiyi.

He asked, "In the study room this afternoon?"

At that moment, Lu Shiyi was chatting with her best friend in the study room.

Tang Yiran came to find her early in the morning, saying that she was too bored and came to find Lu Shiyi to pass the time.

In fact, Lu Shiyi understood that her best friend wanted to help her. Her parents were coming from their hometown, and Yao Yao was still in the hospital, so she would inevitably have to run back and forth between the two places. Therefore, her best friend came to lend a hand when she was unable to leave.

Lu Shiyi heard the message notification sound, picked up his phone and glanced at it.

Tang Yiran, who was enthusiastically complaining about her mother, stopped when she saw this and asked, "What's wrong? Is something wrong with Yaoyao?"

Lu Shiyi replied, "No, it was Fu Cheng. He asked me if I would be in the study room this afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yiran teased, "Oh my, does he want to ask you out?"

Lu Shiyi glared at her, "Don't talk nonsense. Dating is a matter between couples, not between him and me."

"But you two are a married couple who are more than lovers, so why can't you go on dates?"

Tang Yiran patted her friend on the shoulder, "Don't worry, whatever he wants from you, you can go ahead without worry. I'll keep an eye on things here for you."

Lu Shiyi smiled at her friend and then looked down to reply to her husband's message.

"Here, what's wrong?"

Less than half a minute later, Fu Cheng replied, "Something came up."

Lu Shiyi: "..."

She didn't ask any more questions and put her phone away, locked.

After her friend finished replying to the message, Tang Yiran immediately continued her rant.

“You have no idea how outrageous my mom is. Last time you helped take those photos, she hadn’t even seen the person’s face, but she kept praising us as a perfect match, calling us her son-in-law. What’s even more outrageous is that she asks everyone she meets if they’ve seen him or know him. Ugh, I’m embarrassed to stand next to her. Every time she does that, I just want to crawl into a hole and disappear…”

Lu Shiyi suppressed a laugh, "Then why don't you go find him and fulfill your mother's wish?"