If Su Zhihan were around, Jiang Wanning would want to throw a pillow at her.

She repeated her previous statement: "If you're so curious, why don't you go find a man to sleep with?"

"I was wrong, I was just concerned about my sister's happiness. It's unacceptable if things aren't harmonious in that area. You're so beautiful, how can we waste that? Is Mr. Fu not up to the task?"

Jiang Wanning's face turned even redder: "Don't talk nonsense! You're not allowed to bring up this topic again."

Jiang Wanning changed the subject: "I'm going to an art exhibition with Mrs. Fu tomorrow, do you want to come?"

Su Zhihan quickly waved her hand: "Forget it, I don't have that kind of artistic talent. I want to go see the race. It's the day after tomorrow, will you come with me?"

Jiang Wanning had no other plans for the time being, so she nodded in agreement.

The two best friends chatted about other things, and Su Zhihan was worried: "I think I've gained a little weight recently. I don't even know if I'll be able to fit into the bridesmaid dress when I'm a bridesmaid. I need to lose weight."

Jiang Wanning looked at Su Zhihan's slightly chubby face; her smile was especially sweet.

"You don't need to lose any weight, you look great as you are."

"Really? I'll listen to Xiao Ningning. Your taste is on point. If you think it looks good, then it must look good." Su Zhihan's face changed very quickly, like a May doll's face. She was just feeling down, but now she was overjoyed.

"By the way, I'm preparing a wedding gift for you, hehe. My best friend is getting married, so I have to put in a lot of effort to give you a good gift."

Jiang Wanning felt a warmth in her heart: "Hanhan, there's no need to spend too much."

"Yes, yes. Oh dear, someone's calling me to go online and play games, I have to talk to you later, see you later."

After Su Zhihan hung up the phone, Jiang Wanning recalled Su Zhihan's question: "How long does Fu Chenyuan intend to wait until our wedding night?"

Jiang Wanning thought to herself, "Fu Chenyuan probably plans to wait until after the wedding?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanning couldn't help but smile slightly.

She wasn't oblivious; Fu Chenyuan seemed to be restraining and suppressing his desires.

Although Jiang Wanning wasn't a coy person, it wouldn't be right for her to force herself on Fu Chenyuan, would it?

She can take the initiative, but the final key still lies with Fu Chenyuan.

Realizing what she was thinking, Jiang Wanning cried out in frustration and pulled the covers over her head.

She must have been influenced by Su Zhihan; she's always thinking about lewd and obscene things.

Fu Chenyuan's voice came through the blanket, sounding somewhat distorted.

"Wanwan, are you practicing holding your breath?" Laughter seemed to follow.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanning pulled back the covers and sat up, somewhat surprised: "Are you done with your work?"

Her little face was flushed, with a hint of shyness, making her look very charming.

"Hmm, it's resolved." Fu Chenyuan was standing in the room taking off his clothes.

His slender fingers slowly examined the diamond cufflinks on his shirt.

Jiang Wanning's eyes widened in surprise.

In fact, Fu Chenyuan had never taken off his clothes in front of her before.

Fu Chenyuan seemed to be doing it on purpose. He looked at Jiang Wanning, unbuttoned his cufflinks, and began to unbutton his shirt. By this time, several buttons had already been undone from the top, revealing glimpses of his strong, muscular chest.

Jiang Wanning should have looked away, but her gaze was involuntarily drawn to Fu Chenyuan's hand, following his movements downwards.

After unbuttoning all the shirt buttons, Fu Chenyuan picked up a cufflink and fiddled with it, a slight smile on his face: "Mrs. Fu, does it look good?"

"It looks good," Jiang Wanning replied instinctively.

"Want to touch it?" He approached and stood on the edge of the bed.

Jiang Wanning couldn't help but swallow. At this moment, his pectoral and abdominal muscles were half-hidden and half-revealed, making them even more alluring.

She didn't want to be lewd, but Fu Chenyuan was seducing her.

Jiang Wanning thought to herself.

Fu Chenyuan grasped her hand, pulled it to her chest, and then guided it down to his abs.

Feeling the sensation beneath her skin, Jiang Wanning pulled her hand back as if waking from a dream.

She glared at Fu Chenyuan, and Fu Chenyuan laughed.

He lowered his head and gently kissed Jiang Wanning's forehead, then stopped teasing her.

"I'm going to take a shower, Mrs. Fu."

Jiang Wanning inadvertently caught a glimpse of Fu Chenyuan's reddened ears.

Seeing Fu Chenyuan go to the bathroom, Jiang Wanning smiled.

She threw herself back onto the bed, buried her face in the blankets, and laughed silently and brightly.

She was almost fooled by Fu Chenyuan just now. She thought he was experienced and wise. He was just shy and incredibly innocent. He's such a cute man.

The faint sound of running water came from the bathroom. Jiang Wanning picked up a book to read, but she couldn't concentrate.

Also, isn't Fu Chenyuan taking a little too long to take a bath?

She couldn't help but cover her face and yawn.

Normally, she would fall asleep by 10 o'clock without any special arrangements, but today she stayed up late with the Fu family elders after dinner at the old house, and it's already past 11 o'clock.

Jiang Wanning could barely keep her eyes open, so she lay down and left a small wall lamp on for Fu Chenyuan.

When Fu Chenyuan came out after taking a shower, Jiang Wanning was already half asleep.

She seemed to be dreaming, yet also seemed to be fully awake.

Fu Chenyuan got into bed, his warm body, still slightly damp, pressed against her, enveloping her.

"Tired?"

"Mmm," Jiang Wanning responded softly, her voice slightly nasal, clearly indicating she was already very sleepy.

Fu Chenyuan held her in his arms and said, "Sleep well, my wife, goodnight."

Jiang Wanning mumbled a sleepy reply, "Mmm, goodnight, husband."

She felt that Fu Chenyuan's address of "wife" was so gentle, as if it made her soul ride on a cloud and float up into the sky.

Jiang Wanning did indeed have a beautiful dream about flying that night, and she felt incredibly light.

When she woke up, Fu Chenyuan was no longer in the room. There was a note he had left on the bedside table: [Wife, I've gone to work. Go to the art exhibition with Mom today, have fun. Wear this necklace.]

Jiang Wanning picked up the necklace, which dangled in her hand. The pendant was a pinkish-white moon diamond surrounded by fine silver diamonds.

The necklace is beautiful and must be quite valuable, because the pink diamond looks very expensive and it's even carved into the shape of the moon.

Jiang Wanning couldn't help but smile. Fu Chenyuan really liked the moon.

The ring on her hand, her wedding dress, and this necklace all feature elements of the moon and stars.

Jiang Wanning picked up the necklace and looked at the pink moon for a while. Did the stars and the moon have any special meaning?

Because the necklace was very gentle, Jiang Wanning went to the dressing room and found a light pink dress to match it.

She loosely gathered her hair into a half-bun with a tasseled hair clip, tying it behind her head, while the rest of her long hair fell down, making her look gentle and elegant, which made her bright appearance appear more graceful.

Jiang Wanning gently placed her hand on her collarbone, took a selfie in the mirror, and sent it to Fu Chenyuan.

Thank you. Is it nice?

After sending the message, Jiang Wanning was a little nervous, wondering how Fu Chenyuan would respond.