"Yes... I won't retreat for now."

Facing Fu Huaizhi's surprised expression, Wen Yiru lowered her head and looked at the unfinished porridge in the bowl, and whispered to herself, "I know you have tolerated me for two years. Can you please tolerate me for a while longer, half a year, no, three months... one month is fine."

My mind was in a mess and I spoke incoherently even though I had a lot to say.

Wen Yiru whispered, "When I was young, my family was well off, but my father was busy with business and my mother was busy with socializing, so no one took care of me. Later, my father passed away, my mother remarried and went abroad, and I followed my uncle and his family. You should have heard a little about the Wen family."

The man is the breadwinner and the woman is the homemaker. My aunt's life is like that of other wealthy families in Wucheng. She either has a beauty treatment or has afternoon tea every day.

Even when my uncle had a mistress outside, my aunt didn't care anymore after she cried and made a fuss.

From childhood to adulthood, Wen Yiru has never experienced the true joy of family.

Deep down, Wen Yiru has always longed for a mature and steady man. To her, that means a sense of security that is stable enough.

When she saw Fu Huaian for the first time, Wen Yiru felt that Fu Huaian was the kind of man she wanted.

So, she pursued him relentlessly for so long.

However, Wen Yiru had to admit in her heart that she enjoyed Fu Huaizhi's favor.

"Fu Huaizhi..."

Feeling that she was despised by others, Wen Yiru looked at Fu Huaizhi anxiously and said, "I admit that I am an insatiable woman. I want the stability of Fu Huaian, but I also covet the favor you give me. I know that I am very selfish, but can you indulge me one last time?"

"Give me some time to see clearly who I love, okay?"

Afraid that she would lose the courage to finish what she wanted to say if she paused, Wen Yiru blushed and finished it in one breath.

He just felt uneasy in his heart, and his eyes were evasive when he looked at Fu Huaizhi.

She was afraid that she would anger him and make him strangle her to death in a rage.

So when Fu Huaizhi said yes, Wen Yiru was stunned.

"good!"

Fu Huaizhi nodded, his eyes calm, "Half a year, right? Is that enough? If not, one year, two years, three years, five years, I can afford it!"

Fu Huaizhi had already lowered his head and picked up the chopsticks to eat again.

While eating, he frowned and said with a look of disgust: "I don't like sweet dumplings, I like salty and spicy ones. And... I only drink white porridge. To me, anything in the porridge except rice and millet is an alien."

"Wen Yiru, you know exactly what Fu Huaian likes, but you don't know what I like, right?"

"Now that I've told you, I hope you can care about him as much as you did before."

Knowing that he agreed, Wen Yiru nodded, "Okay, I'll remember that."

When he looked up again, he saw Fu Huaizhi picking up the sweet dumplings that he didn't like and eating them one by one.

"Then, can I go now?"

Wen Yiru said anxiously: "My flight is at 12 o'clock, and I have an announcement in the afternoon!"

She was asking him? Fu Huaizhi raised his eyes.

Wen Yiru said softly: "There is an advertisement to be filmed tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I will come to accompany you the day after tomorrow night."

Once upon a time, he had tried every possible means to find out about her schedule and arrangements, and then he would eagerly follow them.

It's the first time that I've taken the initiative to tell her like I did today.

Look at Wen Yiru, whose eyes are full of thoughtfulness.

Then look out the window behind her, at the blue sky and bright sky.

Fu Huaizhi heaved a long sigh of relief.

Today's weather is so damn good!

(End of this chapter)