Jiang Wanning was certain that she had been teased by Fu Chenyuan.

No wonder Fu Chenyuan didn't write with her in the main house's living room. There were too many people there. She didn't know if Fu Chenyuan would feel uncomfortable if he said that, but she would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Wanning thought for a moment, then quickly kissed Fu Chenyuan on the cheek, her voice trembling slightly: "Is this okay?"

Only after the kiss did she realize what she had done.

It's true, Fu Chenyuan was clearly joking, but she took it seriously.

Jiang Wanning knew that this was just her personality—she took things very seriously, and she would take even a joke seriously.

And she never makes empty promises.

She will keep her promises to others, even if they don't take them to heart.

Fu Chenyuan's eyes even showed a smile.

He's not a very serious person, especially in front of people he likes.

His wife, Mrs. Fu, was a very proper person, which did not match her bright and beautiful appearance.

Who would have thought that Jiang Wanning, with such a beautiful appearance, would be so innocent inside?

It's fun to tease Mrs. Fu.

What if I say it's not enough?

Jiang Wanning also came to her senses and, of course, no longer fell for his trap.

"Fu Chenyuan!" She called him by his full name, a little annoyed.

Fu Chenyuan knew when to stop and kissed Jiang Wanning on the cheek.

Seeing that her cheeks were a little round and puffy, like an angry pufferfish, he laughed: "Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. Go write the invitations, I have to go to the company after I finish."

Jiang Wanning knew that Fu Chenyuan was busy, so she composed herself and focused on writing the invitations.

She only invited Su Zhihan's family; she didn't plan to invite anyone else.

Jiang Wanning isn't the type to enjoy making friends. From childhood to adulthood, having Su Zhihan as her best friend has been enough for her.

She also had a good relationship with the other people, but Jiang Wanning didn't plan to invite them all.

The list provided by Jiang Xinkai and Xia Rushan didn't have many people.

The Jiang family's bankruptcy in the past two years has been enough for them to see clearly who their true friends are in times of trouble.

Jiang Wanning quickly finished writing the invitations.

She turned her head to look at Fu Chenyuan. Fu Chenyuan wrote each stroke with utmost care, especially when writing his and her names, which was solemn and devout.

Seeing Fu Chenyuan so serious, Jiang Wanning couldn't help but have a thought.

She and Fu Chenyuan are less than four years apart. If they were the same age and had been classmates, I wonder what their life would have been like.

If Fu Chenyuan hadn't been kidnapped, he would probably have a personality like his older brother Fu Tingrui, and would have been very popular and well-liked at school.

Jiang Wanning rested her chin on her hand and looked at Fu Chenyuan, only to have her gaze meet Fu Chenyuan's when he looked up.

The two looked into each other's eyes, their gazes reflecting each other's, as if neither could look away.

Jiang Wanning couldn't bear Fu Chenyuan's burning gaze and was the first to look away.

Why was Fu Chenyuan looking at her like that? That gaze gave her the illusion that Fu Chenyuan was deeply in love with her.

But how could that be!

Even if it was love at first sight, their feelings weren't that deep yet.

Seeing that Jiang Wanning's ears were a little red, Fu Chenyuan felt somewhat pleased.

You only feel shy when you like someone, right?

So, it wasn't just unrequited love on his part; his wife, Mrs. Fu, was also gradually falling for him, wasn't she?

"There are some other lists, could you help me write those out too?"

"Or, we can divide the work: you write down the guests' names and the dates, and I'll write down both of our names."

Fu Chenyuan likes to write Jiang Wanning and Fu Chenyuan's names side by side, as if they will be together forever.

So the two of them really did divide the work and each wrote a part.

One handwriting is delicate and graceful, the other is wild and unrestrained, yet they are a surprisingly good match.

When she moved the written invitation over, he reached out to take it, and the two inevitably had some physical contact.

Sometimes it's an unconscious touch of the fingers, and sometimes it's a bump of the arm.

The atmosphere was quiet yet ambiguous, with only the scratching of pens on paper.

When the last invitation was finished, Fu Chenyuan and Jiang Wanning exchanged a glance and then smiled.

Jiang Wanning felt it was wonderful; it was as if her heart had settled down in that instant, and she felt a sense of peace.

It was at this time that Jiang Wanning had a more realistic feeling about her marriage.

After they got their marriage certificate, Fu Chenyuan took hers as well, saying he would keep them together.

Now, they write the invitations together by hand.

After finishing writing, Jiang Wanning felt a bit sore in her neck. She rubbed her shoulders, and the next second, she froze.

Fu Chenyuan placed his hand on her and began to massage her very naturally.

His large hand applied just the right amount of pressure, neither too light nor too heavy. The soreness quickly disappeared, but at the same time, a different kind of sensation arose. It felt as if an electric shock had passed through my body, and goosebumps rose all over my skin. The feeling was not unpleasant.

Is the pressure appropriate?

"Yes, that's fine."

"Should I squeeze it a little harder?"

"No, this is fine."

Before Fu Chenyuan could knead it for long, Jiang Wanning looked up at him and said, "Chenyuan, it's done, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Fu Chenyuan stood behind her and embraced her from behind.

Jiang Wanning had her hair tied up in a fishtail braid today to match the dress, which was unusual for her.

He was standing behind Jiang Wanning, and when he looked down, he could smell the fragrance of her hair.

This fragrance has a hint of grapefruit, it's not very strong, and it was chosen by him for her.

She had this fragrance on her when I first met her.

Later, Fu Chenyuan searched for a very long time and finally found the source of this smell.

He used this shampoo for a long time after that.

The same shampoo smelled different on her.

Everyone has their own unique scent, and even if you use the same shower gel, soap, and shampoo, the scent will still be unique.

He took a gentle sniff, his warm breath brushing against her ears and neck, easily making her ears turn red.

Fu Chenyuan stared at her with deep eyes. "So easily embarrassed?"

What should she do if they have close contact again in the future?

His nose gently touched Jiang Wanning's ear.

The cool skin touched Jiang Wanning's hot ears, and it felt like a chemical reaction.

Jiang Wanning couldn't help but let out a soft gasp, and the next second, her whole body froze.

Fu Chenyuan opened his mouth and bit her ear.

Her ears were small and delicate, with tiny earlobes, like little beans, that bulged slightly forward.

Jiang Wanning heard Fu Chenyuan's slightly rapid breathing and felt a damp touch on her skin. She froze on the spot. Fu Chenyuan, what was he going to do?