Chapter 228 With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

In the early morning, the north wind swept through the restaurant's floor-to-ceiling windows, making a low, rumbling sound.

Gu Xingnian sat at the dining table, holding a spoon in her hand, but couldn't eat anything.

She was completely distracted, her mind replaying the look in Fu Beichen's eyes.

Does he know?

Has he already discovered the existence of the child?

This thought made her hands and feet feel cold.

When Bai Yu came downstairs, she felt like she had seen a savior. She ran over and pulled him to a secluded corner.

She told him about her concerns.

Bai Yu smiled, extended his warm, large hand, and gently patted her small hand. His voice was steady and powerful.

"Don't worry, everything is arranged."

"No matter how they investigate, what hacking methods they use, or even if they send someone to steal it, all they can get is the medical record I prepared."

"A flawless medical record."

Gu Xingnian's tense nerves finally relaxed. She nodded and unconsciously placed her hand gently on her lower abdomen.

That was close.

That was a close call.

I almost, just a hair's breadth away, he was about to find out. I need to stay away from him from now on.

After breakfast, the two cars parked one after the other in front of the villa.

Bai Yu's handsome face was full of reluctance, but he still strode into the car.

He has to accompany Lu Jiao to choose a New Year's gift today.

Zhuang Linyue and Gu Xingnian went to attend Master Zhuang's thank-you banquet.

Inside the high-end shopping mall, crowds thronged.

The moment Bai Yu appeared, he instantly became the focus of the entire audience.

He was tall and straight, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His well-tailored casual suit accentuated his figure perfectly, and his face was so handsome that it was impossible to look away.

"Wow, this guy is so handsome. His girlfriend is so lucky."

"What level is this? It completely blows away all those young heartthrobs! Quick, sis, take a picture, I want to use it as my screensaver!"

Discussions rose and fell.

As Lu Jiao listened to these envious words, her chin unconsciously rose even higher, and she walked with a swagger, her face radiating undisguised glory.

Today, the young master Bai, whom all the women in the city envy, is her male companion.

Bai Yu stopped and turned to look at her, a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"What exactly does Miss Lu like?"

"Choose whatever you like, don't worry about saving me money. I'm just doing what my mother asked me to do."

He deliberately said harsh things to make her understand and stop having any unrealistic fantasies.

Lu Jiao didn't care at all; she even showed a shy expression.

"Young Master Bai, I like anything you give me."

Her eyes flickered, pointing to a luxury jewelry store not far away.

"How about we go over there and look at some jewelry?"

Jewelry can be worn for a long time, which is more meaningful than bags or skincare products.

Bai Yu nodded and stepped into the world-renowned jewelry store first.

His sharp eyes swept across the dazzling array of items on the counter, finally settling on a pair of wedding rings.

The ring's display sign reads: "A glance that lasts a lifetime."

He raised his chin. "Take this out and let me see."

The saleswoman in her business suit walked over quickly, and her breath caught in her throat the moment she saw Bai Yu.

So handsome.

He's so handsome.

She immediately put on her sweetest, most professional smile.

"Sir, you have excellent taste. This is a limited edition wedding ring from our brand, named 'Love at First Sight'."

"Especially this women's ring, it uses a one-of-a-kind natural purple diamond, the only one of its kind in the world, guaranteeing that your wife will never wear the same one as anyone else."

Lu Jiao stood to the side, her eyes wide with astonishment.

He...he's looking at wedding rings?

Oh my god!

Is he trying to propose to me?!

Bai Yu tapped his knuckles lightly on the glass counter.

"Is it guaranteed to be unique?"

The sales assistant nodded vigorously, her tone full of certainty.

"Sir, please rest assured! There is only one natural purple diamond of this size in the world. It is exactly 33 carats, no more and no less, symbolizing a love that lasts for 'three lifetimes'."

Bai Yu took out a black card from his wallet and handed it over.

"Swipe your card."

The sales assistant felt so happy she almost fainted. She took the card with both hands, swiped it, and respectfully handed it back.

"Sir, the total is 99 million. Would you like to try it on to check the size, or would you like me to wrap it up for you now?"

Bai Yu spoke calmly.

"wrap up."

Lu Jiao's face turned bright red. She leaned closer and spoke in a tone that was both shy and reproachful.

"Young Master Bai, this...this is far too valuable. I...I'm not prepared at all."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yu turned to look at her, and a cryptic smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

He asked, "Miss Lu, which one do you like? Haven't decided yet?"

Lu Jiao's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he was confirming her feelings for the last time, and she quickly expressed her opinion.

"I like anything you pick."

Bai Yu didn't look at her again, and turned to ask the sales assistant.

"If I buy this wedding ring, are there any free gifts?"

The sales assistant quickly replied, "Yes, yes, sir. You can choose any piece of jewelry under 100,000 yuan from our counter as a free gift."

Bai Yu's gaze swept casually across the gift counter, and then his slender finger suddenly pointed.

"Bring over that 800 yuan one."

"Yes, those little earrings."

The sales assistant was stunned.

"Sir, are you sure you only want this pair of earrings that cost 800 yuan? There's a very nice sapphire brooch over there that costs 88,000 yuan. Don't worry, as long as it's under 100,000 yuan, you won't need to pay any extra."

Bai Yu's tone left no room for argument, "Just that pair, wrap them up, thank you."

Soon, two beautifully packaged boxes were delivered, one huge and ornate, the other small and ordinary.

Bai Yu picked up the small handbag containing 800 earrings and stuffed it directly into Lu Jiao's hand.

"Miss Lu, a New Year's gift."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

"I'll have my bodyguard take you home. I have other things to do, so I'll be leaving now."

Lu Jiao held the small handbag, completely stunned.

800 yuan?

The New Year's gift you gave her was a pair of earrings worth 800 yuan? Then... what about the pair of rings worth 99 million yuan?

Could it be...?

Was he too embarrassed to give it to her in public and wanted to give her a huge surprise in private?

Yes! That must be it!

Lu Jiao instantly understood. She needed to hurry back and immediately tell Madam Bai this wonderful news!

Young Master Bai has bought a wedding ring!

He wants to get married!

On the other side, when Zhuang Linyue walked into Master Zhuang's venue arm in arm with Gu Xingnian, they instantly attracted everyone's attention.

They wore well-tailored Chinese-style long dresses, with pure white fur shawls draped over their shoulders, and simple pearl accessories adorning their necks and ears. Every detail exuded elegance.

noble.

Every year, Master Zhuang's three outstanding disciples would jointly host such a thank-you banquet for their teacher.

They will invite renowned literary figures and scholars from across the country to celebrate the New Year with Master Zhuang.

This year, the banquet hall had about fifty tables set up, and the scene was as grand as ever.

The banquet was not just about eating and drinking; the highlight was Master Zhuang and his disciples painting on the spot, followed by an auction of their works and a challenge between the disciples.

This is definitely a major event in the calligraphy and painting circle every year.

Zhuang Linyue led Gu Xingnian to the main table.

The three men at the table stood up abruptly, their posture respectful, and called out in unison.

"Senior sister."

Zhuang Linyue smiled gently.

"Please sit down."

Actually, she was the youngest, but she insisted on being the eldest disciple, so Master Zhuang's three disciples could only call her "elder sister".

She pulled Gu Xingnian over and introduced her.

"Xixi, these three are Uncle Lin, Uncle Mo, and Uncle Zhuang."

Gu Xingnian nodded obediently.

"Greetings, fellow disciples."

The two senior uncles stared wide-eyed.

The junior apprentice in front of me is practically a carbon copy of my senior sister when she was young, and even surpasses her in temperament and beauty.

"Sweetie, this is a little gift for you."

The three of them snapped out of their daze and immediately presented the gifts they had prepared.

The fact that their senior sister had found her long-lost daughter was a great joy for their entire sect.

"Thank you, Uncle-Master."

Gu Xingnian happily accepted the three beautifully packaged gift boxes; just by looking at the boxes, one could tell that the contents were quite valuable.

Suddenly, the man referred to as Uncle Zhuang moved.

He was blind and unable to speak, but he could hear very clearly.

He raised his hand and quickly made several gestures.

Gu Xingnian, however, understood.

He was saying, "Little nephew, I'll paint a portrait of you later."

Gu Xingnian smiled and said, "Okay, thank you, Uncle Zhuang."

At this moment, Master Zhuang arrived.

He walked straight to Gu Xingnian and sat down next to her, took her small hand in his hand, and frowned.

"Girl, how did you get so thin?"

Gu Xingnian smiled.

"Grandpa, I haven't lost weight, I've actually gained two pounds."

Master Zhuang sighed heavily.

"Girl, I know everything about what happened to you. I'll teach that bastard a lesson later."

If it weren't for Mr. Fu personally coming to apologize, he would have gone straight to Haicheng.

Gu Xingnian's heart skipped a beat.

Will Fu Beichen be forced to kneel in the Zhuang family ancestral hall again this time?

She quickly grabbed her grandfather's arm and said in a coquettish tone, "Grandpa, today is a good day, don't mention him, it's a downer."

"Good, good." Master Zhuang's eyes were full of doting affection.

At this moment, Fu Beichen also arrived.

He was sitting three tables behind her.

From the moment she walked in, his eyes never left her.

His gaze, as if equipped with radar, kept sweeping back and forth over her slightly protruding belly, as if he wanted to scan her up and reveal a baby.

Soon after, the banquet officially began.

After Master Zhuang delivered his speech, the challenge session began.

This was also the most exciting part of the teacher appreciation banquet.

One calligrapher or painter will be randomly selected on-site to compete against Master Zhuang's disciple.

Whoever defeats Master Zhuang's disciple can directly become Master Zhuang's disciple and become his fourth closed-door disciple.

Therefore, this teacher appreciation banquet is jokingly referred to by people in the industry as a "talent recruitment banquet".

Countless calligraphers and painters have been scrambling to get tickets for this year-end banquet since the beginning of the year.

Fu Beichen sat in the landscape painter's seat.

Lin Qi had gone to great lengths to get this ticket for him three days ago.

The painters at the same table were chatting and boasting about how much their paintings had sold for, but as soon as they saw a living billionaire at their table, they all fell silent.

They sat upright, as still as wooden chickens, not daring to even breathe loudly, for fear of offending the richest man's ears.

That's just how realistic this world is.

In the face of absolute wealth, the fuss and fuss of scholars are utterly insignificant.

No matter how well you paint, if there are no buyers, you'll only starve.

Soon, through a lottery, Luo Qiu, a painter skilled in portraiture, was selected to go on stage.

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, he immediately designated Zhuang Zixian, the third disciple of Master Zhuang, as his opponent.

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene fell into dead silence.

Everyone knows that Zhuang Zixian is blind and mute, only able to hear.

People in the circle are privately speculating that Master Zhuang chose him as his third disciple purely out of compassion, simply to do a good deed every day.

Therefore, in previous years, when people challenged the senior and second senior brothers, they would only choose the senior brother and the second senior brother.

This man dared to directly name the Third Senior Brother, clearly intending to embarrass Master Zhuang and cause trouble.

Master Zhuang remained expressionless, only asking one question, "Zixian, do you want to accept the challenge?"

Zhuang Zixian smiled and gestured with his hand.

Don't worry, Master, I won't let you ruin my reputation.

After playing a supporting role for so many years, he never expected to have the chance to go on stage himself today.

Before long, Zhuang Zixian was carefully helped onto the stage by the Zhuang family's butler.

The audience had only heard that Master Zhuang's third disciple was blind and mute, but they never expected it to be true.

Whispers arose immediately.

Looking at Zhuang Zixian's appearance across from her, Luo Qiu suddenly felt a little regretful.

If he beat a blind man, it would feel like an unfair victory.

However, among Master Zhuang's three disciples, only Zhuang Zixian was the most skilled in portrait painting.

In order to become famous, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

Luo Qiu cleared her throat.

"Mr. Zhuang, since I've chosen you, please give me the question first."

Zhuang Zixian gestured a few times.

The butler loudly translated from the side: "Mr. Zhuang said that the time limit is one song. Today, he wants to paint his junior apprentice, Miss Bai Xi."

Luo Qiu's eyes lit up, and she smiled.

"no problem."

This is a great opportunity.

A while ago, Miss Bai's family reunion banquet caused a national sensation. If I could paint a portrait of her today, I would become famous overnight.

The maid quickly brought over an exquisite chair, and Gu Xingnian lifted her skirt and walked onto the stage, taking her seat gracefully.

She wore a polite smile, showing no sign of awkwardness or unease.

The guests in the audience began to whisper among themselves again.

"This Miss Bai is unbelievably beautiful."

"As expected of someone from a prestigious family, she is just as beautiful as Madam Bai was when she was young."

Fu Beichen looked at the person on the stage, his heart burning with desire, wishing he could rush forward and hug her immediately.

The man at his table was the first to speak, showering Fu Beichen with compliments.

"The richest man's wife is indeed stunningly beautiful, dignified and elegant, and comes from a prestigious family. She and President Fu are a match made in heaven, a perfect couple! Tsk tsk tsk, with a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?"

Fu Beichen turned around and gave him a brief, indifferent glance.

He took a business card out of his pocket and placed it in front of the man.

"Fu's will accept all your works for next year. Contact my assistant."

Chen Sen's eyes widened instantly, and he put away the business card with a look of wild joy, almost kneeling down before Fu Beichen.

This is like a giant pie falling from the sky!

He nodded and bowed repeatedly, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for recognizing my talent! Thank you, Mr. Fu!"

The other eight painters at the table turned green with rage.

Ten thousand alpacas galloped through my mind.

Hold!

Is the opportunity just gone like that?

If I had known, I would have praised the richest man's wife more!

The key point is that this richest man really falls for it!

As everyone was discussing how the blind painter, who couldn't even see people, should paint Miss Bai, the butler handed him a pair of disposable gloves and helped him put them on.

Zhuang Zixian gestured a couple of times, saying, "Uncle and nephew, excuse me, but I just wanted to touch your face for thirty seconds."

Gu Xingnian was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Okay, Junior Uncle."

Zhuang Zixian approached Gu Xingnian and gently touched her forehead; she closed her eyes.

"This...could it be the long-lost art of bone-touching painting?"

"Damn, Zhuang Zixian is going to do bone-reading and painting? That's incredible!"

"I can't wait! This ticket was totally worth it."

Fu Beichen stood up abruptly and was about to run onto the stage. How could he tolerate anyone touching her?

Chen Sen, who had just accepted the business card, grabbed him without thinking, "President Fu, please don't be impulsive. Bone-reading painting is a unique skill in calligraphy and painting. Please don't disturb Master Zhuang's event. The important thing is... face."

"He's wearing gloves. Zhuang Zixian didn't actually bump into Mrs. Fu. Calm down, calm down..."

Fu Beichen gradually calmed down, turned around and said, "I'll also accept your work from the year after next."

Hold!

Those eight writers felt a pang of disappointment, having missed another opportunity.

Just then, Zhuang Zixian sat back down, picked up two paintbrushes in his left and right hands at the same time, and began to paint.

"Look, he's drawing with both hands at the same time, that's simply... genius."

"I only touched it for half a minute, and I can start drawing? Is that true?"

Just then, a melodious countdown song drifted through the hall: "When will the moon be clear and bright? I raise my cup to ask the blue sky..."