The boss and his wife were born out of necessity.

On December 8, 1997, the large-scale fruit factory was established in Pingcheng.

Bai Lu was taking exams at school and couldn't attend the opening ceremony, so she wrote a congratulatory red couplet at school in advance, bought opening gifts, and sent them home to Awen.

The promise of a kiss worth a fortune has been postponed until today, when Bai Lu and Xiao Cheng meet.

After finishing her meal, Shang Chuyao went back to school to pack her luggage, planning to go home with Bai Lu the next morning.

The national highway route passes through Bozhou.

Xiao Cheng wanted to give Shang Chuyao a deluxe sleeper train ticket, but Bai Lu disagreed.

Why not take a ride when there's a carpool available? Why waste money? What kind of super-rich person is this who loves to squander money? Of course, Bai Lu disagrees.

"Yaoyao, remember to pick you up at the school gate at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

Shang Chuyao ignored Xiao Cheng's cold face, which showed he didn't welcome the third wheel, and waved to Bai Lu.

Okay~ See you tomorrow!

A day apart feels like three autumns.

It feels like a century has passed since we last met in April.

Upon entering the hotel and settling into a suite, Bai Lu was pinned against the wall by Xiao Cheng, who kissed her with kisses that conveyed his longing and yearning.

It took a very long time before they let go.

"We're getting married the day after tomorrow, Lulu?" The room was dark, with only moonlight streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the man's dreamy, intoxicated eyes, his expression still somewhat incredulous, filled with nervous anticipation for confirmation.

Bai Lu wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled gently: "That's right, we're getting married. After we get our marriage certificate, we'll be husband and wife, a marriage protected by national law!"

The tension in Xiao Cheng's eyes finally turned into certainty, and his tired brows were filled with joy. He picked up Bai Lu around the waist and walked steadily toward the bed.

"Three million six hundred and fifty thousand, give it all back to me tonight."

(End of this chapter)