Chapter 31 "Don't go to the bridal chamber after marriage?"...
Chapter 31
The sky outside the window was bright and clear, and the sound of broadcasts filled the air. The rolling wheels of suitcases, footsteps, and conversations of passersby mingled together, creating a noisy and chaotic atmosphere.
But at this moment, only Rong Weiyue's voice clearly reached his ears.
As Fu Linzheng looked at her, a tsunami seemed to surge through his heart, his chest felt as if it had been shattered and vibrated, and wave after wave of emotions came crashing down on him.
Actually, he regretted it after he left last night. He shouldn't have just dumped all his words on her and left her alone.
But he couldn't figure out what she was thinking and was afraid that she was still annoyed with him, so he could only ask Xia Sili to take her home.
He never expected that she would rush to the airport to find him this morning.
Every word she said was unexpected to him.
Time seemed to stand still for several seconds, as if an entire century had passed.
Upon hearing this, Fu Linzheng's eyes trembled beneath his long, dark eyelashes. He curled his lips into a sneer, and a hoarse voice rolled out from his throat: "Rong Weiyue, are you joking with me?"
"I……"
He looked up at her, his eyes welling up with tears: "Are you still drunk?"
Was it just like that drunken kiss from that day, an impulsive act on her part?
His throat burned, and his voice was low and hoarse, suppressing his emotions.
“Rong Weiyue, I can’t go through what happened six years ago again, so don’t provoke me with these kinds of words until you’ve thought it through.”
He's going crazy these past few days.
What if she tells him later that she was just playing around again and wants to break up with him again? He dares not have any hope anymore; he's afraid it's all just wishful thinking on his part again.
Upon hearing this, Rong Weiyue felt a lump in her throat, her gaze fixed on him:
"Fu Linzheng, I am very sober now."
“I know what I’m talking about. I had thought it through very clearly on the way to the airport.”
She had tried to let go, to sever all her feelings for him, but if their fates were destined to be intertwined for life, and they couldn't escape it even after six years, then why was she still trying to hide?
She used to have all sorts of concerns and restraints because of their identities, the differences in their families, and those unpleasant pasts, but now, none of that matters anymore. She just wants to follow her heart.
Anyway, she has no interest in marrying anyone else in this life except him.
Rong Weiyue looked up at him, clenched her fists, and mustered her courage to ask:
"So, Fu Linzheng, will you marry me?"
If he is afraid of being separated again.
So this time, let her give him the most steadfast answer.
The second hand on the electronic screen ticked away, making time seem to stretch out, like a slow-motion scene in a movie.
After an unknown amount of time, seeing that he remained silent, the light in Rong Weiyue's eyes gradually dimmed.
She didn't know what he meant. Perhaps he hadn't thought it through yet, or perhaps he already regretted it...
She lowered her head: "I'm sorry, I may have been too abrupt in bringing this up, and I didn't give you time to think. It's okay, you can take the test again..."
Before she could finish speaking, her wrist was gripped tightly and pulled forward.
In an instant, the crisp scent of bamboo leaves and mint emanating from him, along with his embrace, rushed towards her.
He held her tightly in his arms.
The heat swept in, dispelling all the chill.
The broadcasts around them seemed to be muted, the sounds of people coming and going gradually faded, and everything around them lost its color. They were isolated from the hustle and bustle of the crowd, and only each other remained in the world.
Fu Linzheng's dark eyes darted about intensely, his hoarse voice falling on her ear:
"Didn't you already know my answer clearly last night?"
Doesn't she know how much he wants her?
Rong Weiyue's eyelashes trembled slightly in surprise. Fu Linzheng looked down at her and asked in a low voice, "I'll ask you one last time. Have you thought it through?"
She looked straight back at her, "I've made up my mind..."
Rong Weiyue's unwavering gaze had already revealed the answer. Fu Linzheng understood, took her hand, and pulled her forward. He then took out his phone and immediately called Huaiyu.
"I have something to do. Let the others fly first. My flight is delayed."
Huaiyu was surprised; he rarely saw him turn down business deals involving hundreds of millions in profits. He knew without guessing that it was because of Sister Weiyue.
"Brother Zheng, what about the lunch you had with the sponsors from Suzuka at noon, and the business renewal negotiations with FRV at 2 PM this afternoon..."
"You handle everything."
Fu Linzheng hung up the phone, and Rong Weiyue followed him in a daze until he led her to the parking lot. She felt increasingly uneasy. "Where are we going now?"
"Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."
? ? ?
"Can't people get married and register their marriage?"
Wow, that fast?
She thought the specifics needed to be discussed further...
Fu Linzheng looked straight at her: "What, are you chickening out now? It's not too late to back out."
Rong Weiyue's heart trembled. Two seconds later, she gently grasped his hand in return and looked at him tenderly: "The Civil Affairs Bureau opens at 8:30. If we rush over now, it probably won't be open yet. We might be the first couple there."
Fu Linzheng's dark eyes burned with heat. He turned his eyes away and lazily pressed his lips together: "If you keep dawdling, it won't be the same anymore."
The two got into the car, and the Bugatti drove out of the underground parking lot.
The sun had already risen, and the sunlight was becoming increasingly bright. Fu Linzheng put on his sunglasses and asked, "Did you bring your ID card? Do you want to go home and get it?"
"No need, it's in my pocket."
He said lazily with a teasing tone, "Well, so you'd already planned this all along."
"..."
Her ears turned red as she stammered, "I always carry my ID card with me..."
The Bugatti weaved through the traffic, smoothly and quickly overtaking each car. Rong Weiyue gripped the seatbelt tightly, unable to help but say, "Fu Linzheng, can you slow down a bit... I'm not going to run away."
He stared intently at her: "You think I'd let you get away?"
He was indeed afraid that if she regretted it even for a second longer, there would be a greater chance that she would regret it, but he wouldn't allow her to regret it now. He would take her to the Civil Affairs Bureau even if he had to tie her up.
It was rush hour, and Fu Linzheng had driven as fast as he could, but traffic was congested, and he didn't arrive until almost nine o'clock.
A silver-black Bugatti Centodieci drove up to the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The car body is low-slung like a beast, with sharp lines and a glossy, cold metallic silver-black finish.
This car is a limited edition supercar launched by Bugatti to celebrate the brand's 110th anniversary. Only ten were produced worldwide, and it's incredibly stylish.
People coming and going around were drawn to look, and even many people in the service hall peeked out.
A tall, imposing man stepped out of the car, his features striking and handsome. The passenger door opened, and a woman stepped out, dressed in an apricot-colored long dress, her long, dark brown hair cascading over her shoulders. Her eyes were bright and clear, and her red lips were lightly rouged, her beauty ethereal and untouched by worldly concerns.
They are an absolutely perfect match, so well-suited that they inspire envy.
Passersby stared in shock and curiosity, exclaiming, "Is this the heir of some top-tier wealthy family bringing people to get their marriage certificate?!"
"A handsome man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven..."
Rong Weiyue got out of the car, then suddenly realized something, blushing as she reached for a mirror. Fu Linzheng looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"
Seeing the newlyweds dressed to the nines at the door, the little cat felt so embarrassed that she wanted to bury her head in her hands. "I didn't change my clothes, and I didn't comb my hair. I look so ugly QAQ..."
"Ugly my foot! How is she ugly when she's so pretty?"
Fu Linzheng raised his hand to smooth her slightly disheveled hair. She was half-encircled in his arms, and her heartbeat became erratic.
Those around him were unusually gentle when they saw the man with such a cold face, and they secretly sighed with admiration.
I came to the Civil Affairs Bureau today to give out candy to others, but somehow I ended up getting hit by it myself!
The bright sunlight streamed down, making her face appear radiant and fair. Finally, Fu Linzheng tucked her hair behind her ear and lazily spoke:
"Alright, we're about the same looks, let's not put too much pressure on the other newlyweds."
"..."
Upon entering the Civil Affairs Bureau lobby, Fu Linzheng first took a number. The staff member asked, "Did you bring a two-inch red-background photo?"
Fu Linzheng paused, realizing there hadn't been time to prepare: "We haven't taken the photos yet, so can we get the marriage certificate today?"
Seeing his flustered look, the staff couldn't help but laugh: "Of course you can. Take a number here and then queue at the photo window across the street."
Fu Linzheng took a number and led Rong Weiyue to the waiting area. While looking down at the number slip in his hand, Fu Linzheng also stared at the electronic screen in front of him. The numbers were changing rapidly, but he felt that it was going too slowly.
His long legs were casually slightly apart, his knuckles tapping the armrest, and his dark eyes stared straight ahead as if he wanted to poke a hole in the screen.
Rong Weiyue couldn't help but whisper, "Fu Linzheng, don't worry. The Civil Affairs Bureau won't explode if we don't get the certificate within ten minutes."
"..."
The man said lazily, "I'm not in a hurry, I'm just waiting because I'm bored."
"oh."
She just watched without pointing it out.
When their number was called, the couples next to them went in. Fu Linzheng glanced at his phone, pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and frowned: "Why are you taking so long to take a picture?"
They've only been inside for twenty seconds...
Is this person really in such a hurry...?
Two minutes later, as soon as their number appeared on the screen, Fu Linzheng immediately got up and pulled the little girl inside.
The photographer, a middle-aged man, had the two of them stand in front of the red cloth:
"Come on, new bride, stand closer and smile."
Rong Weiyue felt him approaching, her heart pounding, and she shyly curved her lips into a smile towards the camera.
The last time they took a photo together was when they got off the cable car in the mountains. At that time, Xia Sili joked that they were taking a picture of their marriage certificate, and little did he know that his words would come true.
After taking a few photos, the photographer kept praising, "Handsome men and beautiful women, they look good no matter how you photograph them, they're so pleasing to the eye."
Rong Weiyue's cheeks flushed, and Fu Linzheng lazily raised an eyebrow, pulling out a red envelope he had prepared at some point from his pocket. "Thank you, big brother."
After receiving the photos, the two went to fill out the "Marriage Registration Declaration Form." Fu Linzheng wrote quickly and neatly with strong handwriting, while Rong Weiyue wrote slowly, her heart pounding with every stroke.
Back in high school, they would copy notes in class. She wrote relatively slowly, so Fu Linzheng would always copy them down quickly and show them to her.
After a while, the process was completed smoothly, and the two red certificates were freshly issued.
Upon reaching the wedding photo wall by the entrance, Rong Weiyue saw others taking pictures, and her heart stirred. She was too shy to speak, but then the man's voice rang out: "Would you like to take one too?"
"Um?"
"We were in such a rush that we didn't hire a photographer, so we took the photos ourselves."
Her dimples deepened slightly. "Okay..."
Standing before the artistically painted wall that read "A Happy Marriage," adorned with flowers and sheer fabric, exuding a classic elegance, Fu Linzheng raised his phone. She was an arm's length away from him. He raised an eyebrow: "Are you having a diplomatic meeting with me? Standing so far away?"
Her face flushed as she drew closer, and he pulled her close, his arm around her. She rested her head lightly on his shoulder, her heart pounding like a deer's, a slight smile playing on her lips. The man leaned closer to her and pressed the shutter.
After taking the photos, the two walked outside, and Rong Weiyue felt like she was in a dream.
Did they really get this certificate so easily...?
Back in the car, Rong Weiyue opened the red marriage certificate. In the photo, her eyebrows were curved, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked a little shy and reserved. Fu Linzheng stood beside her, with handsome and well-proportioned features, a mole on his eyelid, and a slight upturn at the corner of his lips.
She recalled the day the whole class took their graduation photo after graduating from high school. In the afternoon, under the camphor tree, the sunlight was dappled. She was wearing a white shirt and pleated skirt, standing obediently on a high chair. After a while, her high ponytail was gently tugged. She turned her head and saw Fu Linzheng standing next to her, wearing a neat school uniform and trousers. He smiled at the camera, looking spirited and triumphant.
This is a graduation photo we took together six years ago.
Now they've changed to wedding photos with a red background.
They went from being classmates to lovers, then to strangers, and now... they've become husband and wife.
Last night, their relationship had clearly reached its lowest point, with no possibility of anything happening. Who would have thought that everything would turn around completely today?
After being separated for six years, they got married just over a month after their reunion...
Six years ago, on that snowy night in Beijing, she held a green orange cake and made a wish in her heart for her eighteenth birthday: that the boy of her first love would always be by her side.
Later, after wandering to the ends of the earth, it was finally found again.
She used her courage to make him her legal husband, and in a way, her eighteenth birthday wish was fulfilled...
Rong Weiyue ran her fingertips along the raised seal on the marriage certificate, her heart pounding like a handful of popping candy. After a while, a low, lazy voice came from beside her: "Is it really that much of a deal?"
She turned her head, and Fu Linzheng teased, "Your face is all red, but you still can't bear to look away."
"..."
Seeing his calm and composed expression, Rong Weiyue explained shyly, "No... I was just curious. It's the first time I've seen a marriage certificate like this. I've only ever seen them in TV dramas before."
He raised the corner of his lips: "Everyone does it for the first time, as if it's my second time seeing this."
Her face flushed. Fu Linzheng, realizing something, sighed, "So it turns out I was wishing myself well all along."
"What?"
Last night I wished you to meet the right person, get married, and live a long and loving life together until old age.
Hearing these words felt like a needle piercing her heart. She asked softly, "So you really meant it with such blessings?"
“Last night, of course not.”
Fu Linzheng turned his head and looked straight at her: "But it is now."
If he is the right person, he will certainly want them to be together forever, loving each other until old age.
The sky outside the window was a clear, bright blue, and the brilliant sunlight shone through the car window, illuminating his nonchalant and carefree appearance.
She paused for a moment, then quietly pressed down the corners of her lips.
She certainly hoped that this wish would come true.
Then Fu Linzheng raised his hand and took off the silver tidal ring on his right hand.
The pinky ring represents guarding one's heart and body, and now he can finally take it off.
He held it up and looked at her: "Keep it safe for me?"
From now on, she doesn't need this pinky ring anymore, because she has already bound him to her heart.
She hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding as she took it. "Okay..."
She put away the pinky ring and marriage certificate. Fu Linzheng leaned back lazily in his seat: "As expected, I still fell for their trick."
"?"
He chewed on a candied tangerine and said leisurely, "Some people probably had their hands on this from the moment they wanted to rent my house. They said their intentions were impure, and not long after, they dragged me here to get our marriage certificate. Now I'm completely taken."
This guy can't stand not showing off for a day, Rong Weiyue pursed her lips and murmured, "If you don't want to, we can go back in..."
Fu Linzheng leaned over and pinched her cheek, his voice low and husky: "Rong Weiyue, if you dare to say a word out of line, believe me, I'll take you home and lock you in a room. Anyway, we're married now, so it's perfectly legitimate."
Ambiguous memories flooded back, her cheeks flushed, and she honestly replied, "I was just kidding."
The man suppressed his anger, deciding not to bully her for the time being, and put the marriage certificate into the inside pocket of his coat. "Alright, I'll take you home."
Centodieci started up and rejoined the main traffic. Fu Linzheng learned that she had gone to Yin Lu's house last night. "Didn't you sleep all night? Didn't you eat breakfast?"
"Um……"
"Did your stomach feel uncomfortable after drinking alcohol?"
"It hurt a lot last night."
Fu Linzheng was slightly taken aback. She said softly, "After you left, my stomach cramps flared up again..."
He frowned upon hearing this, feeling guilty.
He shouldn't have abandoned her like that last night; she must be heartbroken...
He said in a hoarse voice, "I'll take you to the hospital to get checked out."
“No need, it doesn’t hurt anymore. Yinlu gave me medicine last night,” she said. “I’m a little hungry now.”
He agreed, and after a while, the car drove to an exquisite Chinese restaurant. They sat in a quaint private room and ordered according to her preferences. He then instructed her not to put any seafood such as shrimp or crab, or ginger shreds or minced ginger in any of the dishes.
Plates of food were served one after another: handmade matsutake mushroom and bamboo shoot soup dumplings, fish maw stewed eggs, black truffle beef fritters, and so on. They were all her favorites. With a smile on her face, she ate one bite after another.
Fu Linzheng looked at him, a smile spreading across his eyes: "I didn't see you touch your food all day at the class reunion last night, but you have such a good appetite today?"
Like a little hamster, her cheeks flushed, and she muttered softly, "I'm in a good mood today, so of course my appetite is good..."
He smiled silently.
Fu Linzheng is one of the investors in this restaurant and is friends with the big boss. He often comes here to eat, and all the waiters know him. When they entered the private room to serve the dishes, they saw Fu Linzheng putting food on the little girl's plate. She ate too fast, so he handed her jasmine tea and said softly and helplessly, "Slow down."
This is the first time in all these years that Fu Linzheng has brought a girl with him.
The doting look in his eyes was obvious.
Finally, Rong Weiyue finished off a sweet osmanthus rice cake and felt her stomach was round and full. Fu Linzheng asked, "Are you full?"
"Hmm, aren't you going to eat?"
He then picked up his chopsticks and quickly finished the meal.
Rong Weiyue recalled that in high school, she and Fu Linzheng would have breakfast at a breakfast shop near the school in the morning. She had a small appetite, and he had to coax her for a long time before she could eat more. When she really couldn't eat anymore, he would devour the rest.
Finally, she took a few sips of the raw fish porridge that she couldn't finish, but Fu Linzheng took it away and drank it all with her spoon.
Rong Weiyue felt a little embarrassed, but then she suddenly thought that they were already married, so it didn't seem like a big deal...
After a hearty meal, Fu Linzheng drove her back to Heshengting.
On the way, Rong Weiyue received a message from Yin Lu on her phone. Yin Lu was still worried about her and wanted to ask: "[Yueyue, how did your talk with Fu Linzheng go? Did you clear things up?]"
Rong Weiyue typed a few words: 【Yes, we're on our way home.】
Rong Weiyue turned her head and secretly glanced at the man driving, then tapped the screen:
[Greenie, I have something to tell you, but don't get excited.]
Fu Linzheng and I have registered our marriage.
Yin Lü: [Ahhhhh? So sudden!!!]
Rong Weiyue told her what had happened that morning, and Yin Lu excitedly walked out of the office, saying that she had been quiet until now, but her words were truly astounding: 【Baby, you're so brave and amazing! Fu Linzheng must be overjoyed, hahaha, I bet he's dying of excitement!】
She turned to look at the man. "No, he's quite calm."
She had initially thought he would be very excited, but perhaps men are more rational when facing important matters.
Yin Lu congratulated her on her marriage: 【So what are your plans for today? A date?】
Rong Weiyue: [No, he dropped me off at home and then went on a business trip to Japan.]
Yin Lu: [No way, is this difference in status really that important?! After we got our marriage certificate, wasn't he supposed to spend the night with you, seven times in one night, before leaving? And on our wedding night, you're left alone in the room!! Serious criticism!!]
Embarrassed, she told Yin Lu not to talk nonsense, but Yin Lu grinned mischievously: [What nonsense am I talking? Believe it or not, Fu Linzheng has been pent up for ages. You'd better take some more supplements after you get married, or it'll be really dangerous~~]
Rong Weiyue blushed. She knew that Fu Linzheng had never been a man of few desires. That night, when they kissed while drunk, the man's hormones were surging, and his private parts were particularly noticeable, which was unusually terrifying.
But she didn't know what would happen to them after they got married...
She was too embarrassed to respond to Yin Lu's words and quickly put her thoughts to rest.
Half an hour later, the car was parked in the parking lot.
The two walked to the elevator, and Fu Linzheng said in a calm voice, "What kind of new house do you want? The place was decorated in a bit of a rush before, but we can decorate the new house properly."
Rong Weiyue paused for a moment, taking two seconds to process the concept of a new house: "I really like it here. The house is already quite big, and it even has my music room. It's also very close to our workplace. How about we don't move yet?"
There are so many beautiful memories here between her and him, and between her and Huhu, that she doesn't want to move easily.
Fu Linzheng nodded in understanding, "Then I'll furnish the other dozen or so houses in Beijing first, so it will be convenient for me to go anywhere in the future."
Anyway, she can decorate everything to her liking and stay wherever she wants.
Rong Weiyue was always shocked by his willfulness. Unable to control him, she simply listened to him, went upstairs, opened the door, and Huhu came running at the sound, darting around and jumping. Rong Weiyue was caught in his arms and her eyebrows curved in surprise: "Why does it seem so happy?"
Fu Linzheng, hands in his pockets, said, "His parents remarried, of course I'm happy."
"..."
Rong Weiyue blushed and went to the restaurant to get water. She looked at the man and asked, "Do you have enough time? Do you want to go to the airport?"
"What, you're kicking me out now that we've got the marriage certificate?"
"No, I was just worried you wouldn't have enough time..."
Fu Linzheng had unavoidable official business to attend to in Japan this time, and his convoy was waiting for him.
Rong Weiyue couldn't help but ask the question she'd been holding back all the way: "When will your training end next year? Will you be staying in Japan for the rest of the time?"
Fu Linzheng leaned lazily against the bar, looking down at her with raised eyebrows: "Who told you I was going to stay until next year?"
"???"
"I'm just going on a business trip, I'll be back next week."
She exclaimed in surprise, "But Huaiyu said you have to stay until next year..."
He said in a drawn-out tone, "I don't know, maybe he remembered it wrong."
Rong Weiyue was stunned: "Then why did you write on the note that you should take good care of Hu Hu, and why did you leave me so many things..."
Fu Linzheng laughed, "This ancestor was supposed to get vaccinated soon, and you were the only one accompanying him, so I had to make things clear to you, right?"
Rong Weiyue was stunned for a few seconds before she came to her senses.
Was she tricked?
Her cheeks flushed as she scolded him, "Fu Linzheng, how can you be so scheming..."
I thought he was leaving, but who knew he would pull a stunt like retreating to advance!
The man pinned her to the bar, looking down at her with a smug, arrogant smile: "What are you going to do? Regret it now? It's too late for regrets."
We've already received our marriage certificate.
She was embarrassed and annoyed. Fu Linzheng stopped teasing her and said seriously, "We hadn't decided how long we would stay in Japan this time. We could come back next week or stay longer. I was afraid you wouldn't want to see me and would feel uncomfortable and then decide to move out, so I left first."
He would rather leave himself than let her suffer any more mistreatment outside.
Her heart softened, and she looked up at him: "I didn't mean to not want to see you..."
He chuckled softly, "Of course I know now."
Fu Linzheng poured her a glass of water and teased, "So you thought I was going abroad for several months? How dare you bring up marriage with me? Aren't you afraid I'll leave as soon as we get married?"
She bit her lip. "Then... then it's not like you're not coming back."
She didn't think too much about it at the time; she just wanted to keep him.
Fu Linzheng suppressed the curve of his lips, "Don't worry, I don't have the habit of living apart after marriage."
Even if he flew back and forth between Japan and China every day, he couldn't possibly leave the little girl here alone.
Rong Weiyue asked, "When will you be back this time?"
"Probably next weekend."
She nodded, and Fu Linzheng suggested, "When I get back, how about our parents meet? Today was too rushed."
Originally, the Fu family should have been the first to propose marriage, and to discuss the necessary matters and fulfill the proper etiquette, but now nothing has been prepared yet.
Rong Weiyue's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and she said softly, "Can we wait a little longer? My parents are still traveling abroad. When they come back, I'd like to introduce you to them first. Don't tell your parents yet..."
Fu Linzheng noticed the strangeness in her expression and wondered why her parents weren't pressuring her to get married. Marriage isn't a good thing, so why can't they say it now?
He sensed something but didn't press her: "Okay."
"And as for the wedding, could we please keep it a secret for now?"
Fu Linzheng's face darkened. "Why?"
"I only told Yin Lu. The main reason is that my collaboration with 'Frost and Snow Chant' is still ongoing, and I'm afraid there will be some rumors." This relationship is indeed very delicate, and it's not good for either of them. At least they have to wait until the collaboration ends first.
Fu Linzheng met her clear, slightly curved almond eyes, and felt a chill run through his heart, losing all his temper: "Fine, I'll listen to you."
He wanted to announce it to the world, but it was not advisable to rush things for her career; he needed to arrange everything properly.
He took out his wallet, pulled out a black card from inside and gave it to her: "You can use it first. You can buy whatever you want with my money. There's no limit. The password is your birthday."
"No need, I have my own money..."
Fu Linzheng scoffed: "We're married, this is all marital property. Whether you spend it sooner or later, it's all yours. Stop pretending to be polite with me."
"..."
She pursed her red lips and obediently accepted it.
Finally, he was indeed heading to the airport. Rong Weiyue saw him to the entrance. After Fu Linzheng changed his shoes, she looked at him and said, "Bye-bye, drive carefully..."
As soon as she finished speaking, he pulled her in front of him.
The air was filled with the scents of green orange and mint.
The fragrance is rich and intertwined, with undercurrents surging.
Her heart skipped a beat. Fu Linzheng lowered his eyelashes to meet her gaze, his deep voice sinking into her ear, his breath falling on her:
"Eat well, go to bed early, and take good care of yourself, do you hear me?"
"If you get sick, just wait till I get back and see how I deal with you."
Upon hearing this, Rong Weiyue inexplicably recalled Yin Lu's words from earlier, and her ears burned.
Now that I'm married, it seems like there are many ways to clean up...
Rong Weiyue's ears burned red, and she responded softly. At close range, Fu Linzheng's gaze fell directly on her red lips, his Adam's apple bobbing. Suddenly, he heard a bark in her ear.
Looking down, she nibbled at his trouser leg, then lay down at Rong Weiyue's feet, blinking warily at him.
Fu Linzheng laughed angrily: "You want to kick me out, huh?"
Wagging its tail arrogantly, it looked at him with haughty disdain. Fu Linzheng scoffed, "Do you believe I'll take you away?"
He still wants to monopolize his wife at home by himself?
Rong Weiyue smiled faintly and quickly picked up Hu Hu, "No, Hu Hu is mine, you should leave now."
"..."
Fu Linzheng chuckled and pinched her cheek, "Just you wait."
Finally, the little girl hugged the dog and saw him off. After Fu Linzheng left, she returned to the bedroom, rolled around on the bed, pressed down the blush on her face, and rubbed her head with a smile, "Baby, I'm so happy. I'm happy lying down, happy standing up, happy sitting up. I'm happy no matter what."
I haven't been this happy in a long, long time.
Getting married is wonderful, absolutely wonderful.
Huhu nuzzled against her hand, wagging its tail happily, as if it could also feel her joy.
After playing with Hu Hu for a while, Rong Weiyue went to take a shower.
Back in bed, she looked at the red marriage certificate for a while, placed it on the bedside table as if it were precious, and then went to catch up on her sleep.
Time flies.
When I opened my eyes again, the sky outside the window had already darkened.
She had actually slept all day. In her drowsy mind, the image of getting her marriage certificate with Fu Linzheng floated into her mind. For a moment, she thought it was a dream and hurriedly glanced at the bedside table. When she saw the marriage certificate, she breathed a sigh of relief.
It's not a dream, it's real...
She rubbed her eyes, sat up, picked up her phone, and saw a photo of the airport that Fu Linzheng had taken three hours earlier: "Arrived in Suzuka."
It was as if he was letting her know he had landed safely.
Her heart fluttered, and she was still a little unaccustomed to her new identity. After much hesitation, she typed only one word: 【Okay.】
I got out of bed to wash up, went to the studio to handle some work, and then made dinner for myself and Hu Hu when I came back.
After dinner, the dog and I went for a walk in the park downstairs.
Meanwhile, in the evening, Fu Linzheng attended a cocktail party and signed several cooperation agreements.
Around 10 p.m., after finishing his work, he returned to the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel and saw a video on his phone of Rong Weiyue and Hu Hu strolling around.
In the video, Huhu on the grass chases after the ball that has been thrown, and then obediently retrieves it. Rong Weiyue rubs its head, and her laughter is as melodious as a silver bell.
A tenderness softened in his eyes. Thinking of something, he considered it for a moment and then dialed a number.
After the call connected, his mother, Ni Yingzhi, teased him, saying, "The sun has already set in the east, son. You're calling me on your own initiative now? I thought you were going to ignore us for a month after we urged you to meet other girls last time."
Fu Linzheng lazily raised his lips: "Mom, is Dad next to you? I have something to tell you two."
"Yes, we're playing chess in the study. He can hear you. Where are you?"
"Suzuka, come on a business trip."
"Forget it, you and your sister are both so busy, you never see them all year round."
Fu Sisheng patted his wife's hand and said, "It's good that both of the kids are busy with their careers. Zheng, what do you need us for?"
"Dad, Mom, I'm getting married."
"Huh?! Are you kidding me?"
"Ah Zheng, if you don't want to be in a relationship, fine, but do you have to make up this excuse?"
"No, I just got the marriage certificate today. I came to Japan after I got the certificate."
Hearing the serious tone on the other end, Ni Yingzhi and Fu Sisheng put down their teacups at the same time and looked at each other in bewilderment. "Are you really not joking? Azheng, who are you going to marry? What kind of girl could stand you!"
"..."
He said, "You know Rong Weiyue."
The two were taken aback; they knew the name all too well: "Is this the girl you were with in high school?"
"right."
The breakup of the two children was a huge blow to Fu Linzheng. Ni Yingzhi and Fu Sisheng never saw their son date again. In the past few years, no matter how many rich girls they introduced him to, he refused to meet them or even get to know them.
When they heard Fu Linzheng mention marriage, they both thought it was half true and half false, but when they learned that it was Rong Weiyue, they immediately found it unsurprising.
Over the years, the son has never let go of that person.
Fu Linzheng originally planned to listen to Rong Weiyue and not tell his parents yet, but after thinking about it for a long time, he felt that marriage was different for men and women, and he did not want the young girl to feel like she was secretly marrying him.
Fu Linzheng said they got their marriage certificate in a rush, so they hadn't prepared anything. They would formally propose marriage after Rong Weiyue's parents returned in a while. He said:
"Mom and Dad, I want to give Weiyue the best."
His little girl deserves only the best.
Fu Sisheng and Ni Yingzhi exchanged a glance, knowing that the girl their son had been infatuated with for so many years must be exceptional. Fu Sisheng nodded, and Ni Yingzhi smiled.
"Okay, your parents' support is definitely the best."
After chatting, the couple went to discuss the bride price. Fu Linzheng called his lawyer and asked him to prepare a detailed list of his personal assets.
After finishing everything, he took a shower and sat down on the edge of the bed.
In the stillness of the night, the neon lights of the night outside poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. He stared intently at the marriage certificate in his hand, his dark eyes burning with passion, his heart churning with emotions.
He didn't know if the girl was so eager to get their marriage certificate today because she thought he was leaving and acted impulsively, or because she felt guilty about what he said yesterday, or perhaps because of the invisible pressure from her parents urging her to get married.
She didn't want to tell her parents too quickly, seemingly still having reservations. There were many things he didn't understand, he hadn't fully gotten close to her heart, and he didn't know the real reason for their breakup back then.
But no matter what, he was content that she was willing to marry him.
He won't let her regret making this decision today.
Actually, he regretted what he said last night. He hadn't wanted to let go of her hand even after six years of separation, so why should he let go now that he'd met Yan Huai? Even if Rong Weiyue didn't come to find him today, he wouldn't be willing to disappear from her world.
Now that they're married, he wants to treat her well. Even if the girl might not love him that much, as long as she's willing to take this first step, he'll take the remaining ninety-nine.
No, she doesn't even need to do anything; he can overcome all difficulties and walk right up to her if she just turns to him.
Anyway, they have a long future ahead of them, and the marriage is already a fait accompli, so he would rather die than get a divorce.
He will never let go again in this lifetime.
Fu Linzheng stroked the pendant of the Cuban necklace around his neck, and his heart gradually settled down.
He lay down, flipping through the marriage certificate in his hand, turning it over and over, his mind filled with intense emotions that lingered for a long time, and he was still wide awake.
Around 1 a.m., unable to sleep, he got up, grabbed his marriage certificate, and went to the pool table in the suite to play pool.
Play a ball, then glance at the certificate.
Play one ball, then take another look at the certificate.
I played three rounds, but I still wasn't sleepy.
He then took his red booklet and played indoor tennis for an hour.
Around 3 PM, he went to the gym to lift weights again.
It wasn't until after four in the morning that Fu Linzheng sat down on the living room sofa, drenched in sweat. His chest muscles were still twitching, but he was becoming increasingly awake.
He sat hunched over, unscrewed a bottle of water, drank half of it, stared blankly at his phone screen for a long time, and finally couldn't help but open the WeChat group he shared with Xia Sili, Hu An, and Fu Zecheng, and started a group call.
No one answered, so he expressionlessly sent a red envelope and then sent private messages to each of them:
[Come in, it's urgent, group call.]
A few minutes later, the three of them logged on one after another.
Xia Sili yawned: "Damn it, Fu Linzheng, what's wrong with you? I had a meeting until after midnight tonight, and I hadn't even slept for a few hours before you woke me up."
Hu An's head was spinning: "What's wrong with A-Zheng? Have aliens attacked Earth...?"
Fu Zecheng could barely open his eyes: "What terrible thing has happened..."
Fu Linzheng raised an eyebrow, stroking the red booklet in his hand, and said in a drawn-out tone, "It's nothing major, I'm just in a good mood and wanted to let you know—"
"I have a wife."
The three brothers, who were woken up at four in the morning, remained silent for a full five seconds.
Hu An: "You're sick."
Fu Zecheng: "Idiot."
Xia Sili: "Where did you get a wife from? Keep sleeping, you can have anything in your dreams."
Just as Fu Linzheng was about to send the marriage certificate, three beeps rang, and all three of them hung up the phone.
Fu Linzheng: "…………?"
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