Chapter 102 The Secret in the Safe

Zhuang Bieyan looked at the three photos that Shi An had posted on Weibo last week.

Qu He looked up at him. "What are you thinking about?"

Zhuang Bieyan shoved his phone in front of her, his jealousy almost overflowing: "You have so many photos with other people, but we don't have a single one. Look, Zhou Shi'an not only has photos of you when you were little, but also this picture of your back in junior high. When did he take that?"

Once she starts talking, she can't stop.

"Zhou Shi'an really has ulterior motives towards you. He sent three photos when all he could have done was send one."

Qu He glanced at it casually and then looked away, unconcerned. "Brother Shi An is trying to clarify things for me."

Upon hearing the way she addressed him, Zhuang Bieyan lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, then complained, "Ahe, didn't you realize I'm jealous?"

Qu He teased him deliberately, "So?"

"So we're already married, but we don't even have a single photo together." His voice softened.

Qu He didn't expect him to be jealous over this. She sat up straight and poked his chest. "But we have a photo that no one else has."

Zhuang Bieyan raised an eyebrow, signaling her to speak.

"It's a photo of the couple on their marriage certificate, a red-background, stamped ID photo, registered nationwide online. It's so meaningful."

"That's different."

Zhuang Bieyan pulled her hand and intertwined their fingers. "You said it yourself, it's an ID photo, not a nice photo we took together."

Now that the two have confessed their feelings for each other, Zhuang Bieyan, taking advantage of Qu He's affection for him, has become even more demanding.

A strong woman should, of course, pamper the man she loves.

Qu He looked at the expectation in his eyes and leaned closer, "Shall we take a picture now?"

Zhuang Bieyan's eyes lit up.

Qu He acted immediately, grabbing her phone and opening the camera, but Zhuang Bieyan remained motionless beside her.

She turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Bieyan frowned. "There's no sense of ceremony. The photos you take with others are very meaningful, but ours can't be so casual."

"So what do you want?"

Zhuang Bieyan whispered a few words in her ear.

"Can."

Zhuang Bieyan found a Polaroid camera and a timer somewhere, fixed them on a tripod, and then the two of them changed into matching short-sleeved shirts that he had bought during his last business trip. They sat on the sofa in the living room, with Zhuang Bieyan holding her shoulder and holding their marriage certificate.

The shutter clicked, and the first photo was taken.

Zhuang Bieyan carefully picked up the photo, gently shook it, and waited for the image to form, his eyes filled with joy.

Qu He looked on with curiosity: "I didn't expect you to have Polaroid cameras?"

Zhuang Bieyan paused for a moment, "When I was little, Zhuang Liuyue had this hobby, so I bought it because of her."

He pulled Qu He down to sit, "Let's take another picture."

Before Qu He could react, the shutter clicked.

In the photo, Qu He stares blankly at the camera, while Zhuang Bieyan kisses her on the cheek the second the shutter clicks.

Throughout the entire night, Qu He accompanied him to take many photos, both with a Polaroid camera and with her mobile phone.

Later on, she would sit up straight reflexively whenever she saw the camera, and her eyelids began to feel heavy.

Qu He looked at the photos he had been choosing for a long time and began to look forward to seeing which one he would post on Weibo.

Finally, the Weibo message notification sound rang.

Qu He clicked into his profile and paused for a moment after seeing the photos he posted.

He sent two photos. One was of her profile, looking drowsy as she sat on a blanket and leaned on the coffee table, exhausted from taking photos. The other was a Polaroid photo he took from her childhood album in her room at Yujia Ferry, showing her asleep on her desk.

When netizens on Weibo saw these two photos, the group of fans who were shipping them immediately came running.

Oh my god, I love Mr. Zhuang so much.

[I understand now. President Zhuang got jealous after seeing the photos Zhou Shi'an posted and started frantically asserting his status as the "official wife."]

Am I the only one who noticed that stack of photographs on the corner of the coffee table? Mr. Zhuang, please send out the rest of the photos quickly.

Zhuang Bieyan liked and replied to this comment, 【Not posting.】

"Why didn't you post it? You took so many pictures just now, why did you choose this one of me sleeping?" Qu He also saw the comment and asked him.

Zhuang Bieyan carefully arranged the photos and put away the marriage certificate. "I just wanted a photo together, I didn't mean to show it to anyone else."

Qu He: "..."

She watched him walk into the study with the photograph and marriage certificate, and she followed closely behind.

They discovered that he had locked all his belongings in a silver safe on the cabinet in his study.

"Hidden so well?"

“Of course. This is very important to me.” Zhuang Bieyan locked the safe, turned around and pulled her into his arms.

Qu He, always eager for drama, pointed to the black safe at the top and asked, "Where's that safe? We've had it there since we moved in. Is it important too?"

Zhuang Bieyan looked in the direction she was pointing at the black safe, then turned back to look at her, his eyes deep: "Important. Does Ahe want to know what's inside?"

Qu He's heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously clenched her fist: "If I want to, will you let me see it?"

Zhuang Bieyan's voice was soft, yet earnest: "As long as you want it."

Qu He looked into his eyes and felt that his words had a profound meaning.

She knew that this black safe must be very important to Zhuang Bieyan, and her subconscious told her that she could open it and take a look, but she was also afraid that it was a Pandora's box, and that once it was opened, things would get out of control.

Qu He suppressed her emotions: "Let's forget it. I still have a strong sense of boundaries."

Zhuang Bieyan saw the fleeting hesitation in her eyes but said nothing.

Although the two have now confessed their feelings for each other, that "white moonlight" still lingers in her heart like a thorn, making her uneasy.

"Farewell Banquet for the Zhuang Family".

"Um?"

Qu He hugged his waist and buried her face in his chest: "Zhuang Bieyan, you..."

She looked up into his eyes, wanting to ask, "Do you have a white moonlight in your heart?" and "Is there someone else in your heart?"

But in the end, she just smiled and asked, "Do you love me?"

Zhuang Bieyan's gaze softened. "I love you."

"Can we live a good life from now on? Let bygones be bygones."

"Okay, let's live our lives well."

Qu He nodded in his arms.

A few days after the public outcry subsided, everything returned to normal.

In addition to running Heyuefang, Qu He takes online classes in her spare time.

The only one who changed was Zhuang Bieyan. He started to always be on his phone, and even began sharing his daily life on his Weibo account.

He would send her a video message to let her know every time he attended a party, and sometimes he would ask her to call him.

Every time she called, as soon as the call connected, before she could even speak, he would say, "Missing me? Then I'll be right back."

Over time, Zhuang Bieyan's reputation as being henpecked spread.

During a dinner gathering, Yu Shan secretly told her, "Last time I had dinner with Gu Yu, the second brother took an alarm clock and left halfway through, saying he couldn't sleep because you missed him. Do you think we're all blind?"

Qu He's cheeks flushed as she listened.

Especially recently, when the two of them were making love, he would readily utter sweet words and even take her to explore positions and locations she had never tried before.

Qu He was so annoyed by his nagging that she asked him where he had learned it from.

Zhuang Bieyan whispered a few words in her ear.

The next day, out of curiosity, Qu He lurked into the super topic called 【Yan Qu CP】, and blushed as she exited after seeing the familiar words and poses.

Who would have thought that Zhuang Bieyan, who appears aloof and dignified in public, would be looking at these things in private?

After more than a week of blissful days, Quhe would also think of that black safe, like a time bomb, waiting to explode at any moment.

"Let's wait a bit longer."

Qu He whispered to herself.