She went to the wrong table on a blind date and ended up getting married to a billionaire CEO.

When the car arrived at the entrance of Haize's villa, Shen Qingge finally came back to her senses from the shock.

Haize got out of the car first, then reached out to help her.

Shen Qingge hesitated for a moment, but still reached out her hand. She didn't want to lose her composure in front of the driver.

A barely perceptible sneer curled at the corner of Haize's lips. The moment Shen Qingge's hand touched him, he released her and walked straight into the villa, leaving Shen Qingge standing alone by the car.

Shen Qingge's heart sank; she knew that Haize's performance was over.

Back in the room, Haize said to Shen Qingge, "Change your clothes, we're going to Mom and Dad's for dinner later."

Then he went straight into another guest room.

Shen Qingge entered the master bedroom, opened the wardrobe door to select clothes, only to find that the wardrobe was half empty; Haize had moved all his clothes out.

It looks like they've moved to the guest room next door.

Shen Qingge's heart skipped a beat. Were they planning to separate?

She felt like a joke. Before marriage, she had struggled with countless doubts and considerations: should she fully commit and genuinely live with this man?

I tried everything to convince myself.

It turned out to be wishful thinking on her part; it seemed the other person didn't need to fully commit to a marriage with her at all.

I was just caught in a trap.

But even now, she still can't see clearly what Haize's scheme is all about.

She wanted to leverage the resources of the Hai family and the image of Haize to turn the tables and prove that she could find someone better in the marriage market and that she hadn't lost.

I also wanted to put my parents' minds at ease.

But what is Haize after? If he doesn't want to cultivate a good relationship and marriage with me at all, why did he marry me in the first place?

Moreover, every step of the marriage process was undertaken with utmost sincerity.

The less you can see clearly and the less confident you feel, the more panicked you become.

She took a few deep breaths to calm herself down and then chose a light pink dress from her wardrobe.

It's a new spring design, simple yet elegant.

The skirt is slightly flared and adorned with tiny floral patterns, giving it a gentle and refreshing feel. The neckline is a small V-neck, just revealing the collarbone and making the neck appear longer.

The sleeves are three-quarter length, which just cover the thickest part of the arms, making the arms look slender.

The skirt's length is just above the knee, neither too conservative nor too revealing.

Shen Qingge put on the dress, stood in front of the mirror, and felt that she had been completely transformed.

She gently smoothed her hair and smiled contentedly.

She silently encouraged herself: "No matter what happens, I must remain beautiful and elegant. Shen Qingge cannot lose. Even if the marriage fails, I must maintain the strength and courage to fight back."

She looked in the mirror, took a deep breath, and then turned and walked out of the room.

Haize had already changed his clothes and was sitting on the sofa.

He was wearing a light gray crew neck T-shirt, a dark blue denim jacket over it, dark brown casual pants, and white casual sneakers.

Casual yet tasteful, relaxed and carefree, like a handsome boy next door.

It was a sight Shen Qingge didn't recognize.

This outfit actually suits her tutu quite well.

When Haize saw Shen Qingge come out, he stood up and said, "Let's go."

There was no obvious change in his emotions; there was no deliberate coldness, nor any sense of intimacy.

Shen Qingge followed Haize to the garage and got into the car.

The villa where Hai's parents live is actually very close to theirs, only about a ten-minute drive away.

Haize wanted to drive himself, and Shen Qingge hesitated for a moment before choosing to sit in the passenger seat. After all, they were newlyweds, and she wanted to play her role well.

As for the future, we can only wait and see how things develop before making further decisions.

They traveled in silence and soon arrived at the villa area where Hai's parents lived.

The environment is quiet and shaded by green trees.

The villa has a classic pitched roof design, covered with dark gray tiles, giving it a classic aesthetic.

Very grand.

The roof edges are decorated with exquisite carvings, adding to the villa's refined feel.

The villa's entrance features a spacious porch, its ceiling adorned with exquisite reliefs, exuding a classic sense of luxury.

Several potted plants were placed on both sides of the porch, adding a touch of life to the villa.

The main gate is a heavy solid wood door, carved with exquisite patterns, which makes it look solemn and grand.

Shen Qingge followed behind Haize. After the doorbell rang, a maid quickly ran out to open the door.

The villa is spacious and elegant, with a courtyard full of various flowers, full of the vitality of spring.

Shen Qingge followed behind Haize. Before they even entered the villa's living room, Haize's mother was already standing at the door to greet them, with a kind and friendly smile on her face.

She wore a light purple cheongsam, which made her look both elegant and approachable.

A bright smile bloomed on her face: "You're back? Qingge, is it cold outside?"

Haize's father sat on the sofa in the living room, holding a newspaper, looking somewhat serious.

Seeing them come in, and putting down her newspaper, Shen Qingge quickly called out, "Dad."

Hai's father simply nodded, his face showing no obvious expression.

Haize's mother invited Qingge to sit down and eat some fruit, then whispered in her ear, "Don't mind him, that's just how your dad is."

Shen Qingge had heard about the Hai family's situation and understood her father-in-law's personality, so she simply nodded, knowing it was dangerous.

At this point, the servants moved everything from Haize's trunk into the house.

Haize walked up to his father and said respectfully, "Dad, this is a small gift prepared by Qingge's parents. This one is for Grandpa."

As he spoke, he handed over the box containing the Four Treasures of the Study.

Hai's father took it, placed it on the table in front of him, and carefully opened the wooden box. His eyes lit up when he saw the exquisite writing implements inside.

This has a prestigious background and is quite valuable. I should have known that Shen Zejun had a collection of such a fine item.

I never expected them to be so generous, willing to give it to the old man of the Hai family.

He couldn't help but exclaim, "Qingge, your father is so thoughtful! Oh my, these writing implements are truly exquisite. The brush, ink, paper, and inkstone are all made of the finest materials. Your grandfather will definitely love them."

Seeing the relaxed smile finally appear on her father-in-law's face, Shen Qingge also felt relieved. "I'm glad Grandpa likes it. Haize and I will take it to Grandpa's study in a bit."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud voice came from behind him: "What good stuff is it? You don't need to deliver it."

It turned out that it was Old Master Hai who came by himself. He also lives in this villa area, only a ten-minute walk away. The old man is still in good health.

Upon hearing the old man's voice, Shen Qingge quickly went over to help him toward the sofa.

The old man laughed heartily: "It's alright, it's alright, I'm an old man with many friends."

Looking at the writing set on the coffee table, he was very happy: "Good granddaughter-in-law, I really like it. Please thank your father and mother for me."