"Waaaaah..."

Third Master Fu... oh no, it's Third Year Fu who's crying.

Sitting on the lawn, she looked at Jiang Zao with teary eyes.

"Wife, it hurts."

Jiang Zao didn't rush over to check as nervously as before, but stood still, her voice still gentle.

"A-Ci is a man, he has to be strong. He has to get up from where he falls down."

Fu Yanci: "..."

My wife has changed.

This is completely different from what he imagined.

How about blowing sweet nothings, kissing, and hugging?

Why are there none left?

"I bought you milk tea. Come and drink it when you get up." Jiang Zao turned around and went back into the house.

Fu Yanci: "?"

Why do my legs suddenly feel weak?

He slowly got up from the ground and glanced at the foal that had finally regained its freedom and was grazing nearby.

He deliberately held back his strength to protect his head, so the bomb didn't explode.

It seems that this level of exercise should be fine.

I just don't know how much emotional agitation is considered, or what the standard is.

Fu Yanci went back into the house while pondering this question.

On the dining table was the milk tea from the store he used to frequent.

The black pearl inside reminded him again of the bomb in his head.

"Where's your wife?" he asked one of the servants casually.

The maid looked upstairs and said, "Third Master, Third Madam has gone to the study. She said she has official business to attend to and doesn't want to be disturbed."

Fu Yanci drank the milk tea, but kept the tapioca pearls, and used a knife to cut them open one by one.

One.

Something's not right.

Two.

Something's really not right.

Three, still ordinary pearls.

Something's really wrong. My wife is acting very strangely today.

...

Fu Yanci quickly cleaned up the 'crime scene,' threw away all the pearls, and went upstairs with a fruit platter and coffee, still feeling suspicious.

It's very slow.

With each step, an idea flashed through my mind.

And then quickly devise a countermeasure.

Finally, he arrived at the door of the study.

Taking a deep breath, Fu Yanci gently knocked on the door.

"Come in." Jiang Zao's voice was not as gentle as usual, but rather carried a hint of coldness and restraint.

She does this whenever she gets absorbed in her work.

Fu Yanci didn't even need to open the door; he had already quickly sketched out Jiang Zao's appearance and posture in his mind.

She sat in front of the computer, her ten slender fingers rapidly typing on the keyboard, her eyes resolute. When faced with difficulties and confusion, her delicate eyebrows would furrow slightly.

But she's clever and will quickly come up with a solution.

At this moment, the corners of her lips would involuntarily turn up, and a smile would fill her eyes. If she was very satisfied with her results, her eyes would involuntarily curve into crescent moons.

It looks absolutely beautiful.

It makes you want to touch it, kiss it, and... and so much more.

With his heart racing, Fu Yanci took a deep breath and finally pushed open the door to the study.

It's different from what I imagined.

The room was dark, with only a row of spotlights above the desk emitting a dim glow.

The computer screen was dark, and Jiang Zao was sitting upright in a chair with her legs crossed, one hand on her lap and the other on the table, propping her chin up with her hand, looking at him with a half-smile.

Thump!

This is bad!

pill!

"Um, honey, I arranged the fruit platter myself today. Look, it's heart-shaped." He slowly walked over and placed the tray on the table.

"Honey, isn't Aci amazing?"

Jiang Zao remained silent, maintaining her posture, her gaze fixed on Fu Yanci with a hint of interest.

After a long silence, she finally spoke.

"I never expected that Third Master Fu would be such a talented actor. It's a waste that he's not in the entertainment industry with his good looks and professional skills," Jiang Zao said with a smile.

It carries a hint of sarcasm that is not hard to spot.

Fu Yanci's heart skipped a beat again.

"Wife..."

Jiang Zao interrupted him directly: "Let's not beat around the bush. Master Fu may be interested in this role-playing, but I don't want to be a puppet on someone else's strings."

Having said all that, how could Fu Yanci dare to pretend anymore?

"Wife, let me explain."

Jiang Zao made a gesture to interrupt him, "Now that Third Master Fu has recovered, I think the issue of how to address him still needs to be discussed. I personally think my name sounds quite nice."

Fu Yanci was obedient and immediately changed his words: "Zaozao, I'm sorry."

Jiang Zao was slightly taken aback.

When she discovered that Fu Yanci might be faking it, she was indeed a little angry and even thought of many ways to retaliate and deal with him.

But there has never been a case where the other party took the initiative to apologize.

Moreover, he apologized immediately without any explanation.

"Zaozao, I'm sorry, I lied to you, it was my fault. You can punish me however you want, kneel on a keyboard, kneel on a durian, kneel on a washboard, kneel on a remote control, anything is fine, just don't divorce me."

For the first time, his deep eyes revealed his truest emotions in front of Jiang Zao. The intense affection in his eyes appeared somewhat melancholic under the dim light, making him all the more pitiful.

here we go again.

Where is the supposed deep cunning, scheming, and shrewd wisdom?

All she saw was a large Samoyed begging to be petted!

No.

Samoyeds are much cuter than this dog of a man.

Jiang Zao told herself to stay calm.

"So, Master Fu intends to continue our marriage alliance? Even though the Xia family is practically bankrupt now?" Jiang Zao deliberately brought up the reason why their marriage started.

Although the older generation played a role in bringing them together, the most important thing was to cooperate.

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