Jiang Wanning whispered in defense: "My physical condition has always been very good. Yesterday was just an accident. You can ask Hanhan if you don't believe me. I've rarely been sick since I was a child."

She dared not get sick. If she did, Lin Lin would find it troublesome and would feel that taking care of her would be a hassle.

Later, Lin Lin felt that she was sick and that she could just tough it out on her own.

Therefore, Jiang Wanning never took these things seriously; she thought that minor illnesses were something she could just tough out.

Fu Chenyuan knew that Jiang Wanning was in good physical condition; otherwise, she wouldn't have taken fever-reducing medicine yesterday, and she would have been fine once the fever subsided.

Try someone with a weaker constitution; they'll probably need an IV drip too.

"Humans eat grains and other foods, and even the healthiest person will get sick. Let's leave it at that. We'll move back in October. We won't go anywhere during the National Day holiday. Before National Day, is there anywhere you'd like to go? Once you've arranged your work, we can avoid the crowds and go out for some fun before the holiday."

They spent their honeymoon on a secluded island for a few days.

Fu Chenyuan felt that going to crowded places and seeing different faces would be helpful for her creative work.

"Then I'll find some time to take a look." Jiang Wanning only now realized that she was actually a homebody.

Now that she was on vacation, she didn't really have anywhere she wanted to go. She just wanted to travel around the area with Fu Chenyuan, and that would make her very happy.

Since Fu Chenyuan brought it up, she decided to think about where to go for a stroll.

Jiang Wanning glanced at the time: "It's so late, are you still sleeping? If not, are you going to the company?"

"I'll have lunch with you before we go."

"It's okay, you have work to do."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Chenyuan stared intently at her.

Jiang Wanning felt a little uncomfortable under that gaze.

Why are you looking at me like that?

"Wanwan, don't be so sensible, it will make people want to bully you. Really. Women don't need to think about everything for men. Instead, they should bother him more, involve him, make him feel needed, and make him invest more in the relationship. The higher his sunk cost, the higher his investment will be. Then he'll have to think twice before leaving you."

Jiang Wanning's eyes widened: "How do you know so much? Where did you see it?"

Jiang Wanning truly knows how to grasp the key points.

Fu Chenyuan could say that in order to get to Jiang Wanning, he actually did a lot of research, including psychology of relationships, how to win a woman's heart, and how to love someone.

While searching for information, Fu Chenyuan discovered that many psychology books on the market about relationships teach women how to win a man's heart and how to capture him.

Men conquer the world to conquer women, while women only need to conquer men to conquer the world.

Fu Chenyuan scoffed at this view.

If a man truly loves you, you don't need to try to hold on to him.

True love only happens between two equally matched people.

Otherwise, it's just about clinging to and admiring, controlling and being controlled.

Although Jiang Wanning was in danger when he arrived, Fu Chenyuan still felt that they were evenly matched, because he had long loved her, while she did not.

The one who falls in love first is humbled first, the one who falls in love first loses first. When he comes to her, he automatically puts himself in the position of the loser. How could she possibly lose?

When Jiang Wanning asked him this question, Fu Chenyuan gave a vague answer and did not want to answer.

He also cares about his image.

Jiang Wanning suddenly realized: "You didn't go to read books and study, did you? Hahaha."

She laughed so openly that Fu Chenyuan didn't mind at all, seeing Jiang Wanning's smile.

Laugh it off. As long as she's happy, what does it matter if he's a little embarrassed or awkward?

After they had finished brunch, which was breakfast and lunch combined, Fu Chenyuan patted the seat next to him, signaling Jiang Wanning to come and sit down.

As soon as Jiang Wanning sat down, Fu Chenyuan pulled her into his arms.

She leaned lazily against Fu Chenyuan's chest, not wanting to do anything at the moment.

Let's talk.

"Hmm? What are you talking about?" Jiang Wanning's voice had a lazy quality to it.

What happened at yesterday's art exhibition?

Something must have happened yesterday.

"You said you missed me yesterday, and I knew something was off about you."

Jiang Wanning was speechless: "If I say I miss you, does that make me seem strange? I won't say it again."

Fu Chenyuan kissed Jiang Wanning on the lips and pleaded, "Alright, it's because you don't say it often, you rarely bring it up yourself. You said it yesterday and I really overthought it. When I called you again and no one answered, I was worried and came back in the middle of the night. So, wife, if you miss me or need me in the future, just say it openly, okay?"

"I know. I saw you were busy yesterday. Actually, I wanted to ask you to come back, but I was afraid of disturbing your work."

“You don’t need to be so understanding. I’ll say it again: If you say you need me, I will consider it, arrange my work, and come back as soon as possible. These are things I should consider, and you just need to tell me what you need.”

Jiang Wanning thought for a moment before asking, "How's your overseas market expansion going?"

"It's going very smoothly now. By the time Meng Huaijin finds out, it will be too late. You saw him yesterday?"

"Yes, he sneaked into the art exhibition and came to my door. He told me to leave you. He said he wanted me to be with him."

Fu Chenyuan's arm around Jiang Wanning's shoulder tightened involuntarily.

Meng Huaijin said, "It would be great if your surname was Zhao."

Now, Meng Huaijin probably knows that Jiang Wanning's surname used to be Zhao.

A thought flashed through his mind, but it was too fast for Fu Chenyuan to grasp.

When he spoke again, his words were tinged with jealousy: "You didn't just provoke me, you also provoked him."

Jiang Wanning looked puzzled and a little aggrieved: "I didn't."

Fu Chenyuan apologized for his earlier words: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to criticize you. You didn't mean to provoke anyone, but some people just kept bothering you."

Just like back then, it was nothing more than a small favor for her, but he never forgot it. And when you do for someone, something will eventually come back to you.

“I understand. Meng Huaijin is a dangerous person. I must have someone accompany me when I go out recently.”

"good."

Jiang Wanning reassured Fu Chenyuan.

"Anything else?" Jiang Wanning wasn't the type to be timid; she couldn't possibly get a high fever just from seeing Meng Huaijin.

“I saw a painting at an art exhibition that made me very uncomfortable. The painting was called ‘The Eye of the Devil.’ After seeing it, my deepest fears were brought to the surface. There was a memory from my time at the Zhao family’s house that I thought I had forgotten, but that painting brought it back to me. At that time, I fell down the stairs to the basement, had a high fever and was about to die, but Lin Lin still locked me up for three days before coming to find me.”