Chapter 44 "Honey, can you measure me?"...

Chapter 44

As evening approached, the mountaintop was enveloped in a soft twilight. The sky and earth stretched out before them, and several tall pine and cypress trees stood upright. A gust of wind blew by, and their deep green leaves rustled in the breeze.

In the vast and tranquil space, a supercar, a Bugatti in deep charcoal black, lies quietly on the lawn. Its body lines are sharp and handsome, and it has special privacy glass that keeps everything inside the car a secret.

A light cherry-colored Suzhou-style cheongsam adorned with small white flowers was embraced by the passenger seat, like a painting of melting snow unfolding before one's eyes.

The peach blossoms are faintly pink, a result of last night's events.

Fu Linzheng's eyes reddened, and his thin lips pressed against her earlobe, coaxing her again in a low voice. The girl blushed upon hearing this, feeling shy, yet still unable to resist the surge of love that welled up inside her.

Those few hours last night were simply not enough.

She wanted more and more...

Given the initiative, she bit her lip, her elbows hooked behind her knees, and took flight like a butterfly. Her fingertips parted the shimmering moon through the clouds. Leaning against the steering wheel, her eyes red-rimmed like a little rabbit's, she looked at him with pure innocence.

"husband……"

Damn it, in an instant, Fu Linzheng completely lost his mind.

Who could resist her at this moment?

All the money, power, fame, status, or even all his achievements in racing, couldn't compare to everything she brought him.

I want to die on her genitals.

Fu Linzheng's large palms held her tightly, his breath heavy on hers, like a wolf seizing a rabbit with nowhere to escape, biting through its throat with the ruthlessness of a predator. Her heart pounded, and her soft breaths were completely taken away by him.

The young girl was a regular customer of a sausage shop. Last night, the shop reopened, and she visited several times late at night, buying sausages several times. With experience, as soon as the shop opened today, she saw freshly grilled hot dogs coming out of the oven, steaming hot. Undeterred by the heat, she ate one with practiced ease.

It's huge, with a hard, crispy crust that bursts with juice when you bite into it, and it's also chewy.

The boss is getting better and better stock...

The weather warmed up, the wind howled outside the car, the cold wind howled on the mountaintop, the leaves rustled, and a few scattered fruits from an old persimmon tree fell and rolled down to the ground next to the Bugatti that was shaking violently.

In the distance, mountains overlapped, and dusk deepened, yet the supercar seemed to be in the eye of a storm, tumbling and crashing.

Fu Linzheng was different from last night; he didn't take his time or make a gentle transition. He almost immediately pulled the progress bar to the very end.

Rong Weiyue knew she had gone too far. Her slender, pale fingers gripped the man's muscular arms that were pinching her tightly, and tears streamed down her face: "Fu Linzheng..."

She tried to soften his heart, but was met with even harsher treatment. Fu Linzheng's eyes were bloodshot and his voice was hoarse: "Baby, stop yelling. If you keep yelling, I'll really kill you."

Only now did Rong Weiyue realize that this was his true self.

To outsiders, Young Master Fu, a prominent figure in Beijing's elite circles, has always been known for his wild and unconventional personality. He's willing to try anything, whether it's racing or anything else. Last night, he only restrained himself a bit because he was mindful that she hadn't been away from home for a long time and might not be used to it.

At this moment, his offensive burst left her with no way out.

Everything around was a gentle, serene scene.

The wind was gentle, making other sounds seem particularly jarring.

The mountaintop seems isolated from the world, a mysterious and private corner.

The area was somewhat desolate. If someone were to pass by, they would notice that the Bugatti under the tree, with its extremely stable chassis, was particularly strange. Anyone with eyes could tell what had happened.

From leaning against the steering wheel to being held in someone's arms, and then backing up against the driver's seat, the little girl finally got to ride in the 40 million Bugatti rocking horse today.

The minute hand has turned halfway around, the sun is gradually setting, the sky is tinged with gray, and the lake at the foot of the mountain reflects the fading glow of the sunset, like starlight scattered on earth.

The hot air blew onto the car window and slowly diffused.

The air was filled with a sweet and refreshing fragrance.

The wind rustled softly. The kitten sat nestled in the arms of a large man, as if pulled from a sea of ​​peach blossoms. Her red lips were kissed gently. After a long while, Fu Linzheng, seeing her still vacant gaze, chuckled and kissed away her tears.

"Still not recovered? It felt like an electric shock."

Rong Weiyue didn't know she would react this way. It took her a while to come back to her senses, and she shyly leaned against him.

Fu Linzheng smirked mischievously and asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

After buying hot dogs, the little girl attended a bread-making class. The soft white bread was cut open, a layer of butter was spread on it, a hot dog was sandwiched inside, and then it was put into the oven. The bread was baked until it gradually puffed up and became soft, and finally the outside was shiny. When you took a bite, hot air was coming out, and the hot dog still had a cheese filling that could be stretched.

She wrapped her arms around the man's neck, biting her lip and murmuring, "It's delicious... I want to eat more."

Why are you still so mischievous? Fu Linzheng's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to hold her chin, his voice low and husky: "Aren't you afraid?"

She arched her eyebrows mischievously: "You're too late, you still have to go to training..."

Fu Linzheng smirked: "No time now, but you think there won't be any tonight? I'll bring you back up."

Rong Weiyue's ears turned bright red, and she scolded him, asking why he couldn't just go home. Fu Linzheng smiled and kissed the tip of her nose, sighing softly, "Baby, it's really different in the car. I love it so much, it's absolutely amazing."

It happened six years ago, but today is even more wonderful than it was six years ago.

The man held her earlobe, his tone incredibly wicked: "From now on, we'll come to every one of my cars, okay?"

I really want all his cars to be marked by her.

She was so embarrassed that she wouldn't let him succeed. Looking down, she still felt a little ashamed: "What should I do? Your car..."

He didn't care at all. "It's okay, I'll take care of it later."

Fu Linzheng pecked at the tip of her nose, picked her up, and, noticing something, his eyes darkened. He called her in a low voice, "Baby."

"Um?"

"...It's broken."

She was bewildered. Fu Linzheng frowned and kissed her cheek: "You must have used too much force just now."

Hmm...

Her whole face turned red with embarrassment. Fu Linzheng took a tissue, and there was so much cheese filling inside, it was smacking and popping.

She was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do, and obediently let him do as he pleased. The man's eyes were getting cloudy, but he felt more guilty and apologized in a low voice, "This quality is not good, we won't use it again."

Seeing his worried and guilty look, Rong Weiyue said softly, "It's a safe period, so everything should be fine... Even if something does happen, we're already married."

If it is true, then give birth to it.

But Fu Linzheng couldn't bear to see her get pregnant so early, as her body hadn't fully recovered.

After covering her with a blanket and feeding her some black tea, Fu Linzheng started the car and took her back to the training ground.

After getting off the bus, the young girl could barely walk. Fu Linzheng laughed, "How can you be so pathetic?"

"That's all your fault..."

"Yeah, it's my fault. I'll just need to exercise more in the future."

He picked her up and walked into the parking lot. She leaned lazily against him, her body covered by his thick long coat, so there was no sign of anything amiss.

People in the convoy passed by and asked in confusion, "Brother Zheng, what happened to your wife?"

Fu Linzheng supported her with one hand and said calmly:

"It's nothing, I'm just not feeling well."

"Oh, I see. Sister-in-law, please get some rest..."

Without anyone thinking much of it, Rong Weiyue blushed and buried her face in his neck.

Who could have imagined they would be so absurd...

"You guys go ahead, I'll be there in fifteen minutes," Fu Linzheng said as usual.

Okay.

Back in his office, Fu Linzheng locked the door, first carrying her to the shower room in the back to rinse off, then changing the girl into some more comfortable clothes that he had left there, and then carrying her to the bed in the lounge.

He patiently made her a cup of hot tea, then put socks on her, and held her in his arms. "Are you cold?"

She shook her head. "I'm not cold..."

"Just take a nap here? No one will bother you."

She obediently responded, and seeing the satisfied look in his dark, sharp eyes, she snorted, "I thought you didn't have the energy to train anymore, but I think you're in even better shape now."

He scoffed and curled his lips, "Just a short while ago, I didn't feel tired at all."

"..." She felt like she was about to collapse, but this person was still calm and collected. What kind of difference in physical strength was this?

She said softly, "Don't worry about me, go and get busy."

Fu Linzheng responded and kissed her cheek: "Baby, I'll come back to find you in a little while."

Fu Linzheng changed his clothes and walked out of the office. A team member walked up to him and asked, somewhat naively, "Brother Zheng, is your wife alright? She's not feeling well. Should we call the team doctor to come and take a look?"

No one would guess that they had just done *that* kind of thing...

Fu Linzheng pressed his tongue against his palate, coughed lightly twice, and said in a low voice, "No need, she's just sleepy."

"good……"

Fu Linzheng went to work, while Rong Weiyue lay down and took a short nap because she was so tired. When she opened her eyes, it was already an hour later.

It was almost dark outside. She had regained some strength and stretched lazily. Feeling bored, she changed her clothes and left the office.

She happened to run into the team's mechanic, who smiled warmly at her and said, "Sister-in-law, are you looking for Brother Zheng? I'll take you there; he'll probably be done practicing soon."

"Okay, thank you." Rong Weiyue smiled faintly.

The team members couldn't help but glance at her a few times, and couldn't help but sigh that Zheng Ge was so lucky. Such an arrogant guy could marry such a beautiful and gentle sister-in-law!

The two walked forward, and the teammate laughed, "Sister-in-law, do you still remember that time when Brother Zheng carried you to the infirmary? We could tell at a glance that he didn't put you down. We were all wondering in private if he could win you back. Fortunately, his efforts paid off."

Rong Weiyue smiled and said, "I was lucky that I didn't miss him. I didn't know he had done so much at first."

"By the way, was that car yours?"

The other party gave the model number, and Rong Weiyue nodded in a daze. The team member said, "At the time, we were wondering why Zheng Ge suddenly drove it over and wouldn't let us touch it. He insisted on fixing it himself."

As a world champion, Fu Linzheng has a huge team and logistics behind him. He usually doesn't need to do anything himself, but that day he squatted down and tightened the screws on the car himself.

Rong Weiyue was stunned: "Wasn't my car supposed to have a serious problem back then?"

"No, it's just a small part that's broken. It'll be fine after replacing it. Brother Zheng fixed it in five minutes."

So he said a string of words to scare her back then?

She finally understood that the man had deliberately detained her car for two or three weeks so that he could take her to work.

If Fu Linzheng is second to none in cunning and ruthlessness, then no one would dare to claim first place...

The team member added, "But Brother Zheng gave us a very long maintenance checklist, asking us to upgrade your car inside and out, just so your wife can drive more comfortably."

Rong Weiyue recalled the feeling of sitting in the car for the first time; it was indeed completely new, even the driving experience was different. "Those maintenance services must cost much more than my car, right?"

The teammate laughed, saying that could buy more than a dozen of her cars. "Sister-in-law, Brother Zheng doesn't care about these things. As long as he's good to you, he'll do anything for you."

Upon hearing this, Rong Weiyue's heart softened and softened, filled with warmth.

Even though she wasn't his wife at the time, he never held back his kindness towards her.

As she walked to the training ground, the other members of the team greeted her. Rong Weiyue stood behind the safety line in the maintenance area and heard the distant roar of engines, which made her heart tighten.

A moment later, the black car suddenly rushed into view, gliding swiftly around the bend like an arrow. In an instant, the roar in her ears made her chest tighten, and she subconsciously held her breath.

Sparks flew as the car scraped against the ground, filling the air with a burnt smell, and her hair was blown around.

A powerful impact came head-on.

It makes everyone's adrenaline surge and their heart race.

Fu Linzheng on the field is completely different from his usual self.

Outspoken, free, wild, and brimming with fearless madness.

As she looked at him, she couldn't help but feel admiration.

The winds of youth are more precious than gold, and she hopes that Fu Linzheng will always be so spirited and have the life he desires.

Inside the car, Fu Linzheng's dark eyes, hidden beneath his helmet, were fixed on the road ahead. While communicating with the engineer, he precisely adjusted the cornering angle and gear on the steering wheel. The moment he floored the accelerator, the world was filled only with the combined sounds of the wind and the engine.

Entering the corner, drifting, accelerating—every action was crisp and clean.

After a while, the dark shape gradually slowed down, and the roar changed from violent to deep. Finally, after one lap, the car rushed back into the yellow lines of the repair area, and the sound of braking was sharp and short.

The heatwave, carrying the smell of burning, filled the air. Rong Weiyue saw the car door open, and Fu Linzheng stepped out, his long legs straddling the vehicle. He took off his helmet, his black bangs damp with sweat, his features sharp and angular. He looked as if he had stepped out wrapped in flames, exuding hormones and incredibly handsome.

The other members of the convoy gathered around, some offering water, others discussing data. Fu Linzheng exchanged a few words, then turned his head and looked at Rong Weiyue, who was ten meters away and dared not approach.

The man's lips curled into a carefree smile, and he lazily bent two fingers, gesturing for her to come closer.

A pebble was thrown into the river of her heart. She walked up to him, and he touched her face. "Why did you come here? Have you rested enough?"

"Yeah, I was just bored and thought I'd come and check on your training. Are you tired?"

Fu Linzheng tilted his head back and finished drinking the mineral water, licked his thin lips, and said in a drawn-out tone, "It's alright, but my face is covered in sweat, and no one is wiping it off for me."

Rong Weiyue couldn't help but raise an eyebrow upon hearing this, and a member of the team came over with a grin: "Brother Zheng, shall I wipe it for you?"

"……roll."

Everyone burst into laughter. Rong Weiyue shyly opened a pack of tissues, looked at him with bright eyes, and said softly, "Lower your head."

Upon hearing her voice, the man responded casually, bending slightly down so that his tall figure enveloped her. Rong Weiyue gently tiptoed and carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead and cheeks.

As dusk settled, the distant horizon blurred, and the lights of the training ground came on, casting a warm glow upon the two.

Fu Linzheng stared intently at the girl's beautiful and gentle face with his dark eyes, and the corners of his lips couldn't be suppressed as they slightly curved upwards.

The surrounding teammates cheered, "They're killing a dog!! This is too sweet!!"

"Brother Zheng, when did you become so pretentious? You need someone to wipe your sweat!"

Rong Weiyue quickly wiped his face, which was as red as if she had smeared tomato juice on it. Fu Linzheng pulled her back and casually raised his lips at the team members: "Sorry, my wife spoils me."

"Holy crap, that's too much, hahaha!!"

"No way, let's go eat right now and make a killing off this married guy!"

Fu Linzheng told everyone to go to the restaurant first, and then led Rong Weiyue to the office. He asked in a lazy voice, "How was my driving just now?"

Rong Weiyue's eyes curved into a smile: "You're incredibly handsome. I don't know much about those technical things, but I just feel like you're even more amazing than you were six years ago."

He raised an eyebrow. "Of course, it's amazing in every way."

She blushed and scolded him, but Fu Linzheng said seriously, "Today was just routine training. I'll take you abroad to watch my matches later, okay?"

"Okay, I'll go and cheer you on."

It's such a pity that she couldn't be by his side when he won the world championship that year, but thankfully she won't miss him in the future.

After returning home, Fu Linzheng took a shower, and the two went to a restaurant.

On the way, Rong Weiyue told Fu Linzheng about her car and said proudly, "As expected, some people are very scheming. They say they'll just have to put up with the trouble, but they're actually trying to trick me every day."

Fu Linzheng scoffed: "You think I can trick you? You turned around and bought an electric scooter that very day, which made me furious."

She laughed, "Then I really thought you were afraid of trouble."

Fu Linzheng held her hand. "What trouble? I'm happy to do it. I'll drive you to and from get off work from now on."

"good……"

That evening, the entire convoy went out for hot pot, where everyone congratulated Fu Linzheng and Rong Weiyue on their marriage. The atmosphere was lively and cheerful, filled with laughter and merriment.

The team members all liked Rong Weiyue very much and jokingly said that they would keep an eye on Fu Linzheng for her and not allow any woman to flirt with him. Fu Linzheng chuckled and said, "I don't need you guys. I don't know how to uphold male virtues myself."

"Haha, Brother Zheng is the representative of the male virtue class..."

Rong Weiyue smiled; she still trusted him on this point.

As they chatted, Rong Weiyue learned about Fu Linzheng's hard work and glory over the past six years. She felt sorry for him for his hard work, but also proud of him. Although they had separated, neither of them had stayed in the same place; they had both become better.

After the meal, the two said goodbye to their teammates and drove home.

The Bugatti drove through the night, the roads bustling with traffic, and the warm glow of neon lights casting shadows.

The drive back was quite congested. Rong Weiyue thought about how Fu Linzheng returned to Heshengting every day in this way: "How about we move to the city center? Find a place that's in the middle of both of our workplaces?"

"No need, this is fine. You can sleep in a little longer in the morning." It doesn't matter if he runs around a bit more, as long as it's convenient for her.

Rong Weiyue pouted: "You're working too hard. How can you be so clumsy? I always thought your training place was very close to me."

The man casually held her hand with one hand on the handbrake, a lazy and arrogant smile playing on his lips: "What's a little hardship compared to winning you back? I'll get used to it after driving more every day. Anyway, I can see you every time I come home, and that's my biggest motivation."

For the past six years, he flew around the world competing and training. He was like a kite without a string, with no sense of belonging to any place.

But after he met her again, it was as if he had been reconnected, and every day was different.

Rong Weiyue softened and smiled: "Me too. I used to feel so depressed every day when I rented that house. After moving to Heshengting, I look forward to going home. I want to see you and Huhu, walk the dog with you, go to the supermarket, and have dinner with you."

Fu Linzheng chewed on a green tangerine candy and smiled: "You were my roommate before, and now you're my husband. From now on, we can do many things together every day. Whatever your hobbies are, I'll accompany you."

She thought for a moment and said, "Actually, I don't have many hobbies growing up. They're pretty boring. I just like playing the violin, watching movies, and doing crafts. I'm happy to do anything with you."

She lightly scratched his palm with her fingertips and smiled faintly: "And does liking to make love with you count?"

Fu Linzheng's lips curled up, his voice alluring: "Didn't realize my sweet little one liked this? That's easy, we'll make more of it in the future, okay?"

Throughout the journey, this man was unusually restless, engaging her in a lot of inappropriate conversations, with dirty talk coming up at any time, making her feel hot and restless, until she surrendered and told him to drive properly.

Back home, Huhu ran over and circled around the two of them. Fu Linzheng picked it up and went to the kitchen. "Fu Huhu, since you were very good last night and didn't scratch the door, I'll reward you with a big meal tonight."

With a couple of soft hums, Fu Linzheng rubbed its head and glanced at it: "If you behave this well every night from now on, you'll get plenty of benefits."

Huhu swatted his hand away with its paws, indicating its refusal to cooperate.

Rong Weiyue busied herself in the study for a while, then left the room with something in her hand.

Fu Linzheng was in the kitchen preparing boiled vegetables for Hu Hu. She walked over, smiled, and patted the little guy's head as he sat waiting on the counter, asking Fu Linzheng, "Are you done?"

Fu Linzheng put the cooled-down dish into a plate. "Why don't you cut an egg too?"

"It's alright, you go ahead and do your work..."

He caught a glimpse of what she was hiding behind her back. "What are you holding in your hand?"

"..."

Unexpectedly, this person had such good eyesight, so she simply took it out and said, "I prepared a small gift for you. Wait until you're done."

Fu Linzheng washed his hands and pulled her to the living room. "Rong Weiyue, can't you be a little more sincere when giving gifts? Shouldn't you have given it to me right away? Why are you keeping me in suspense?"

"Aren't you going to take care of your sleep?" she laughed.

"Let it eat those first, it won't starve."

She smacked her lips and glared at him.

Fu Linzheng sat down on the sofa and hugged Rong Weiyue. She hadn't expected him to be so expectant. She smiled and handed him an exquisite wooden box: "It's not a very expensive gift. I made it myself. Consider it a belated wedding gift."

Fu Linzheng raised an eyebrow and opened the box, inside was a black rope bracelet.

The black rope is twisted in two strands, with a fine knot locking a small, rectangular silver plaque in the center. The plaque is inlaid with filigree to depict auspicious clouds and intertwined branches, with the words "FLZ&RWY" embossed in the center. The bracelet also has a small silver moon pendant and a red pomegranate bead hanging from it.

“I’ve been thinking of making you a bracelet for a while now. The intertwined cloud pattern and pomegranate symbolize peace and safety in ancient times. I hope it will bless you so that you can return home safely after every competition. I will always be waiting for you at home.”

Rong Weiyue lowered her eyes and said softly, "Azheng, when we met again before, I said a lot of hurtful things to you. I said I hated you and that I was just playing around. But it wasn't true. I was afraid to face my true feelings. I won't do that again."

She held his right hand, which was adorned with a plain ring, and looked at him. "You've sacrificed so much for me before, so how about I love you even more from now on? Although my love can't compare to yours, it can accumulate little by little, and I'll make you feel it."

Upon hearing this, Fu Linzheng's dark eyes burned with heat. He gently rubbed her head and said, "Rong Weiyue, all those things from before are in the past. You're not allowed to feel guilty anymore, understand?"

He said softly, "Besides, isn't it only natural that I love you more? You should just take good care of yourself, and I'll take care of loving you properly, understand?"

She should take good care of herself, and he should take good care of her.

Upon hearing this, Rong Weiyue felt a lump in her throat.

She nodded, touched. Fu Linzheng stretched out his left hand, a clear smile playing on his lips. "Alright, stop crying. Now put it on your husband."

She smiled and took out the black rope, wrapping it around his wrist and fastening the buckle. The length was just right. "How is it? Do you like it?"

"uh-huh."

He likes whatever his wife gives him.

Fu Linzheng looked at the silver plaque and said, "It looks a lot like the tide, and it's quite a pair with the necklace I gave you."

She remembered what her teacher had said yesterday about the second building Fu Linzheng donated being called the Tide Building. "You really like tides, huh?"

"Aren't the moon and the tides a perfect match?"

Fu Linzheng said in a hoarse voice, "Isn't there a phenomenon called tidal locking?"

The moon's surface pulls on the water on Earth's surface, causing tides to rise and fall.

She paused, her heart warming. Fu Linzheng said softly, "Tides accompany the waxing and waning of the moon. Between the moon and the tides, there is an eternal and unchanging law of gravity."

Fu Linzheng's burning black eyes reflected her:

"Therefore, you are also my gravitational pull."

Never to be separated, our passion will never cease.

Rong Weiyue snuggled into his arms, hugging him with emotion: "You treat me the same way."

She only found meaning in life because of him.

Fu Linzheng leaned down and gently kissed her. After a long while, the kiss ended, and as if remembering something, he gently rubbed her cheek.

"You could say my husband and I are just in sync; we think about the same things every day."

"What?"

“I also have a gift for you,” Fu Linzheng said. “I was originally planning to put it in your music room tomorrow so you could find it yourself, but now I feel I should return the favor and make sure you don’t lose out.”

Rong Weiyue smiled and watched him walk into the room. When he came out, he was carrying a large, heavy box, which he handed to her. She was surprised.

What is it?

"Open it and see for yourself."

She opened it, and inside was a rectangular violin case. On the deep burgundy velvet inside, a new violin was prominently displayed.

She was shocked: "Why are you sending me a violin again?"

Fu Linzheng smiled and said, "Your high school piano was pretty good, but it's been six years since I used it. I'd like to give you an even better one."

This is an even more beautiful violin.

The guitar has a deep chestnut body with clear wood grain, clearly made of excellent material. It has a bright, oily luster and a specially customized tailpiece with a moonstone inlaid on the inside, as well as the engraving of the English words.

To my princess:

Don't be afraid, when the sun sets, the moon still shines.——FLZ

Fu Linzheng bought her a rare and precious piece from a century-old brand, which was already hard to find on the market and cost seven figures. He also had it reworked to make it one of a kind in the world, a violin that belonged only to her.

Rong Weiyue's heart trembled, and she lowered her eyes: "Fu Linzheng, I'm not a professional violinist anymore. You didn't need to spend so much money to buy this for me. I don't need something so good..."

Fu Linzheng's face darkened, and he gently pinched her cheek:

"Rong Weiyue, are you saying there's no need to try again?"

He didn't want her to feel unworthy. "What do you mean 'don't need'? So what if she's not a professional violinist? As long as you still want to play the violin, this is yours. My Yueyue will always deserve the best of everything."

Rong Weiyue's eyes welled up with tears. In fact, after she gave up on this path back then, she didn't dare to dream of anything anymore. But only Fu Linzheng always remembered her. There was the music room and the new violin. He always gently protected her dream.

He was the glimmer of light illuminating her path.

She knew it was his thoughtfulness, and touched by his gesture, she smiled gently: "Thank you, I love it so much, I'll use this violin from now on."

She nestled in his arms and said, "Honey, how can you be so good to me?"

The man pressed down on his lips, looking down intently at her. "Praising me doesn't require concrete actions?"

She understood the implication and blushed, "Again...?"

He teased, "Didn't you just say you liked it in the car?"

Her heart fluttered, and just then, he came running over, looked at Fu Linzheng on the carpet, and howled fiercely at him. Rong Weiyue laughed and hid from Fu Linzheng's arms: "Look at your son, he's so hungry that he's complaining to you. You haven't cut the egg yolk for him yet, you'd better go."

Fu Linzheng's face darkened: "Fu Huhu, what will happen if you eat one less egg yolk today?"

It nibbled at his trouser leg, and when it was annoyed, it swatted at him with its little paws.

Fu Linzheng smiled helplessly and picked it up, saying, "How did I end up raising such a difficult child, just like your mother?"

Rong Weiyue arched her eyebrows and scolded him, "Fu Linzheng!"

He went to the kitchen, and after Rong Weiyue finished her other tasks, she also took a shower to wash away the smell of the hot pot from tonight.

Fu Linzheng tried to come in halfway through, but she had locked the door from the inside.

The man outside said in a low, hoarse voice, "Yueyue, open the door."

It's only a little past nine o'clock. If we let him in now, it'll be hours later...

She said haughtily, "You're not allowed in. If you dare take the key, I won't let you touch it tonight."

Fu Linzheng: "..."

Finally, after Rong Weiyue finished showering and went outside, she saw the man sitting on the edge of the bed. When he saw her, he immediately got up and came over, encircling her in his arms. His broad and strong chest enveloped her completely, and he stared at her menacingly.

This person has the nerve to say they're in a real hurry...

Rong Weiyue arched her eyebrows and pushed his chest: "Fu Linzheng, why are you in such a hurry? You just ate this afternoon..."

He spoke softly, kissing her earlobe, "Can't you be hungry again? How about three more times tonight?"

Only three times? Is three times a small number?!

For Fu Linzheng, it was indeed less, more than half less than last night.

Her face flushed and her heart pounded, but she refused to give it to him, feigning modesty as she said, "I'm busy right now, I have to work, you should go to sleep first."

Seeing her resolute expression, Fu Linzheng pressed his tongue against his cheek and said calmly:

"Okay, then I'll sleep alone. The bed is cold and hard at night. If I freeze to death, no one will care."

She chuckled. How could the dignified young master Fu be an actor?

She patted his shoulder and comforted him gently, "It's okay, take care of yourself. I'm going to work now, I'll come back to collect the body later."

"..."

She left the man, whose face was as black as charcoal, there and walked towards the study with a smile.

She sat down at her desk and continued drawing.

This is indeed the work that needs to be completed in the next couple of days, but it's almost finished. I just wanted to tease Fu Linzheng on purpose.

A while later, her phone rang. It was a video call from Yin Lu. She answered it and put it on the table. Yin Lu had just finished preparing her public lecture PPT and was chatting with her since she had nothing else to do.

Rong Weiyue asked her how she was feeling lately, and Yin Lu shrugged easily: "I'm fine, nothing's wrong. My parents were initially upset that I broke up with my boyfriend, but they were furious when they found out why. They said they won't force me to go on blind dates anymore, as long as I keep my eyes open and choose the right person."

Rong Weiyue smiled helplessly: "Well, you could say it's a blessing in disguise."

Yin Lu snorted: "Yeah, we're saying that a man's career is more important than his career. Let all the scumbags get lost."

Rong Weiyue laughed, and Yin Lu said that she had been quite relaxed these past few days. She then turned the topic to Rong Weiyue: "How was your birthday yesterday? Fu Linzheng rushed back from abroad to surprise you, right? I originally wanted to invite you to dinner, but he came to ask if I could give you my time, hahaha. Since he was so nice, I gave you to him."

Rong Weiyue raised an eyebrow and said, "Let's eat together on the weekend."

She showed Yin Lu the plain ring on her right hand, and Yin Lu recognized it at a glance: "Isn't this the one you made in high school? Didn't you say that Fu Linzheng threw it away when you broke up?"

“He threw it away, but then spent several hours searching for it and brought it back.”

"Hahaha! I can already picture Fu Linzheng scratching at the lawn, but it's really touching. He really can't bear to part with you."

Rong Weiyue nodded, "Fu Linzheng formally proposed to me and also told me that he has always liked me all these years."

"See, see, I told you so! He definitely hasn't let you go, so I don't have to jump into the latrine anymore, hahaha."

Rong Weiyue couldn't help but chuckle: "Anyway, I'm really touched. Meeting Fu Linzheng in this life is the greatest luck I've ever had."

Yin Lu exclaimed with envy, "I can imagine how sweet you two are. You must have practically worn out the bed last night, right?"

Rong Weiyue's cheeks curved into a smile: "No..."

"Come on, stop pretending. Look at those dark circles under your eyes, it's obvious you didn't sleep well last night. Fu Linzheng's physique, he could grab you with one hand, tsk tsk tsk, he looks really good."

"It's... just so-so."

"I don't believe it. The two of you standing together, with such a large size difference, I'm afraid you'll get hit and killed by him."

Rong Weiyue thought back to that afternoon, Fu Linzheng was incredibly fast and fierce, his explosive power was terrifying, he even hit Momo.

Rong Weiyue's face flushed again. She covered her face and said to Yin Lu, "Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to draw..."

She hurriedly hung up the phone, but the next moment she looked up and froze.

Fu Linzheng was leaning against the doorway.

The man had taken a shower and was wrapped in a bathrobe. Water droplets dripped from his black hair, and his sharp features were shrouded in steam. He looked like a fierce beast waiting to ambush its prey, staring intently at her with a hint of mockery and danger.

Rong Weiyue's heart pounded, and she muttered guiltily:

"When did you arrive...?"

Fu Linzheng stepped in, his voice low and deep: "I knocked on the door just now, but you didn't hear me."

She gave an "oh" and saw him walk over and lean against the desk next to her. The cool, refreshing scent of bamboo leaves and mint wafted over, carrying an oppressive and aggressive feeling that burned her heart layer by layer.

"Didn't you say you were going to sleep..." she probed.

He chuckled softly, "The bed is so cold, how can I sleep alone?"

Oh no, something's not right. Rong Weiyue put down her paintbrush and muttered, feigning composure, "I'm going to get some water."

She got up to run away, but was pulled back.

Her body was lifted into the air, and the next second she was picked up and placed on the desk. Fu Linzheng looked down at her, his dark eyes, which seemed to be smiling but were actually piercing.

"So-so?"

QAQ Sure enough, he heard it.

"Tell me, what's so-so about it?"

Rong Weiyue's cheeks flushed, and she bit her lip, saying no. Fu Linzheng looked down at her, his dark eyes filled with interest.

"Generally speaking, you have to provide evidence to support your claims. If I want to refute something, I also need to present some objective facts, right?"

Rong Weiyue's heart pounded like a drum, and she didn't know how to answer when she saw Fu Linzheng turn his head and look at the ruler next to the drawing board. He then slowly picked it up.

The man held her captive with one hand, a smile playing on his lips. His hot breath brushed against her ear, his voice low and husky:

"Then we need to start by judging from the hardware."

"Honey, can you help me measure?"