Surprisingly, there wasn't one.
She felt a little uneasy.
Is there really that much prejudice against Lu Rang in his family?
Lu Rang noticed this and silently put the engagement ring he wanted to show her back into his pocket, saying softly, "I believe they will accept me someday."
"fine."
Shang Wu looked up and smiled at him: "It doesn't matter if you don't accept it. I won't let anyone become an obstacle between us. Let nature take its course."
Lu Rang pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, seemingly lost in thought.
I'll say it again.
What Shang Wu cared about, he cared about too.
What Shang Wu didn't care about, he did care about.
"Awu, come here."
He gave the command gently.
Shang Wu leaned closer and was pulled into Lu Rang's arms.
Lu Rang's warm, large hand landed on her back, stroking it gently again and again.
It took a long drive to reach Wanhu Lake. The weather had turned gloomy and started to rain.
When they got out of the car, the ground was covered in puddles.
Qianjue and his entourage waited with umbrellas, their faces still solemn, not at all like those welcoming a couple about to get engaged.
The bodyguard opened the car door, gesturing for Shang Wu to get out.
Even though the weather warms up in early spring, it's still the season for wearing thick coats.
Shang Wu was wearing sheepskin boots, which weren't very waterproof, and was hesitating when Lu Rang had already circled around to her side.
He held out his hand. "Here."
Shang Wu was stunned for a moment, and the others were also taken aback.
Lu Rang bent down and hugged Shang Wu directly.
"No, no! Your arm..."
Before Shang Wu could finish speaking, Lu Rang swept her up in his arms.
Her leg was pressing down on the scar on Lu Rang's arm.
Qianjue observed carefully, narrowed her eyes, and stepped forward to hold an umbrella for them without making a sound.
Lu Rang carried Shang Wu to his residence.
It was still the same villa they had stayed in last time.
The heating was on inside, and the temperature was just right.
It's unclear who prepared this in advance, but the living room was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and was decorated with fresh flowers and various exquisite ornaments.
"We'll be staying here for the next few days of the engagement."
Lu Rang placed Shang Wu on the sofa, blocking the maid from squatting down, took the slippers, and knelt on one knee to change Shang Wu's shoes.
"The engagement banquet might be too private, as it's attended by all sorts of powerful and influential people, so it's inconvenient for us to show our faces. I'll throw you another one after we leave Wanhu."
Shang Wu laughed, unabashedly enjoying Lu Rang's care and indulgence: "Who holds an engagement banquet twice?"
"If you want to do it, you can do it every day. Who can control the future wife of the Yu family?"
Lu Rang's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable domineering air.
He helped Shang Wu change her shoes, then looked down at the shoe prints on his legs, which he had accidentally rubbed against when he was carrying Shang Wu.
Lu Rang said, "I'm going to change my clothes and take a shower."
"Are you available?" Shang Wu asked abruptly.
She felt a little awkward after asking the question.
These past few days, Lu Rang's arm has been inconvenient, so he has been washing it himself slowly.
It seems a bit too late for her to ask this now.
Lu Rang stood still and said, "It's inconvenient."
Shang Wu was taken aback and looked up at him.
Lu Rang raised his arm: "It hurts here, so it's inconvenient to wash."
Shang Wu blushed slightly and stammered, feeling a little embarrassed.
The maid quickly stepped forward: "Then I'll help the young master!"
Lu Rang raised an eyebrow and glanced at it.
Displeasure, implying a warning.
The maid was so frightened that half of her body went numb, and she didn't know what she had said wrong.
Shang Wu couldn't help but laugh out loud, and stood up with a blush on her face: "I'll help him. You don't need to take care of him tonight. You can go now."
The maid nodded and quickly left.
Hot water was already prepared in the bathroom.
Shang Wu filled the bathtub with water, and soon the entire bathroom was filled with the faint scent of sea salt and rose from the shower gel.
She reached out to check the temperature. "Perfect."
Lu Rang unbuttoned his shirt and came over.
Shang Wu turned her back, not daring to look.
She only turned her head curiously when bubbles began to overflow from the edge of the bathtub.
Lu Rang leaned against the edge of the bathtub with his eyes closed. When he wasn't making any expression, his brows were deep, but his expression was indifferent, giving him a sexy aloofness.
Shang Wu asked softly, "Would you like to wash your hair?"
Lu Rang nodded.
Shang Wu then applied foam to his head and massaged his scalp.
Lu Rang's face was undeniably handsome, but his introverted and cold personality and powerful aura would distract people from his good looks, leaving them only with fear and apprehension when they were face to face with him.
He's like a handsome, composed Maine Coon cat that's intimidating at first glance. He seems unapproachable, as if he'd bite fiercely, and it's hard to fathom what kind of heart lies beneath his calm and collected exterior.
Only those truly recognized by Lu Rang will have the chance to see his clinginess, deep affection, and passion, and become the only master he has ever recognized in his life.
Shang Wu slowed down and began to seriously appreciate Lu Rang's exquisitely crafted face.
"How is it?" Lu Rang suddenly asked, still with his eyes closed.
Shang Wu was startled: "What?"
Lu Rang asked leisurely, "Is your fiancé handsome?"
"nice."
Shang Wu used the showerhead to rinse the foam off his hair, pushing all the wet stray hairs on his forehead back.
Lu Rang tilted his head back to enjoy the moment, his fingertips lightly tapping the edge of the bathtub, as if he were deep in thought.
Shang Wu helped him rinse his hair clean and then took a towel to dry it until it was half dry.
"Alright, you can do the rest yourself. I'll go get you a bathrobe."
She had just stood up when Lu Rang stopped her.
Lu Rang's arm was covered in foam, and a winding scar ran across it.
Shang Wu looked down and was stunned.
She suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when she and Lu Rang went on a night expedition to Wanhu, Lu Rang shielded her from sharp stones, and it was on this side that he injured his hand.
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