Chapter Sixty: "Didn't I get enough of you when I just got back?"...
Chapter 60
Ten minutes after Fu Linzheng posted on Weibo, the hashtag #FuLinzhengPostsWeddingPhotosAndAnnouncesWife# quickly rose to the top of the trending topics list, with over ten million views, causing a sensation across the entire internet.
Netizens were surprised that Fu Linzheng responded so quickly, and that Rong Weiyue was not his girlfriend, but his wife.
Major marketing accounts rushed to repost it, and the comment section exploded instantly:
[Haha, this is the most satisfying story of the year! Where are all those people who were mocking the woman for relying on her looks and body to gain attention? She turned around and posted her marriage certificate! Doesn't that sound ironic? Come on, who said they wanted to eat canned herring?!]
[Ahhh, I felt so good about this when I saw the pictures tonight, I didn't expect they were actually a couple, this is even sweeter!! Fu Linzheng is so protective of his wife, the Zhengyue couple is real!]
[If he really wanted to create hype, he could have let the matter escalate further. Having a marriage certificate would have inevitably led to a reversal, and the buzz would have been even greater. But Fu Linzheng announced it so quickly; he clearly didn't want his wife to suffer. He's so doting!]
From school uniforms to wedding dresses, from first love to wife, I thought marriages into wealthy families were all about profit, but alas, I've come to believe in love again.
[Love at first sight, liking each other for seven years, the only name on his will, his principle is that his wife's happiness comes first—that's how much he loves her!]
Just as the entire internet was abuzz with Fu Linzheng's official announcement on Weibo, everyone soon noticed that Rong Weiyue's personal Weibo account had also been updated.
She posted a photo she took a while ago. In the softly lit living room at night, the two of them were snuggled on the sofa. She was wearing a taro purple knitted sweater, her cheeks flushed with a faint blush, and her smiling eyes curved into crescent moons. Fu Linzheng was wearing a casual black sweater, his long arms wrapped around her, and his eyes looking down at her were filled with undisguised love.
Huhu nestled obediently between the two, its white fur resembling a ball of milk foam, creating a heartwarming scene that melted anyone's heart.
She captioned the post: "[Let me introduce you, @傅蔺郑, my husband, my first love, and the only true love I've ever had since I was eighteen. Although we've separated, I'm so glad we still love each other. I don't care about the rumors; I only know we'll be together forever. He's my brightest sun, and I will always love him.]"
Rong Weiyue's response quickly became a trending topic. Many netizens saw her firm response, which silenced the critics, and supported her courage. They were also moved by their sincere feelings.
Following this, Mingheng Group's official Weibo account also came out to defend and confirm the couple's marriage. The Fu family, represented by Ni Yingzhi, and Yunzhuo, the jewelry brand operated by the Rong family, also posted on Weibo to support the two children.
Popular actress Ni Yin also immediately stepped forward to share a photo of herself and Rong Weiyue from high school, with the caption: [@Rong Weiyue, my super super good sister-in-law! I've thought she was gentle, kind, and beautiful since high school. She's a shining confidante in my heart! My brother loves her so much, and our whole family loves her too. I hope my brother and sister-in-law will be happy forever~]
Netizens had never seen such a large support group before and were very excited: [Multiple parties have stood up to support this; this is a huge slap in the face!]
[Yinyin's words are so sincere! Beautiful people attract beautiful people, and the friendship between these two girls is so touching.]
[Let me, a rational fan, say this: Fu Linzheng is a race car driver, not an idol. His marriage and dating are his own business; he has his own life and marriage. Please don't use the same logic as idol worship to control him.]
[Yes, yes, yes! Fans think Fu Linzheng, a responsible racer who loves his wife, is even more handsome!]
I didn't expect Fu Linzheng to get married so soon; it's still a little heartbreaking, but they're such a perfect match. Wishing them a long and happy life together!
Subsequently, many of Fu Linzheng and Rong Weiyue's high school classmates, and even alumni of Lan Gao, came out to comment. Everyone confirmed that what the two said was true, and that the two were outstanding since their student days, and were undoubtedly a golden couple. Their teachers and later students spoke of the two with great pride.
Some people told their stories, some posted photos of their high school days, and some even took pictures of the Zhengyue Tower named after them. Some netizens who were half-believing and half-doubting were now completely convinced.
Some netizens also dug up Rong Weiyue's interview at the Russian Craft Exhibition a few days ago, and others dug up an interview with her by the central media in the first half of last year, calling her "the most beautiful intangible cultural heritage artist who adheres to her original intention". As everyone delved deeper, they realized the true value of Ni Yin's words "sparkling".
The sentiment in the comments section below has also completely reversed:
[What an amazing girl! She's so young, running her own studio, preserving intangible cultural heritage, and excelling academically. She's incredible!]
Rong Weiyue has such a refined air; she exudes cultural confidence when discussing filigree in her cheongsam! She truly represents the beauty of China.
[Ahhh, that sounded familiar! It's my senior! She won so many awards in college, and her work is even in the history museum of the China Academy of Art. Our teachers always used her as a role model.]
[So Rong Weiyue is Yun Zhuo's heir after all. Her family is wealthy, yet she still works hard on her own, relying on her abilities rather than her looks.]
While the haters were typing away on their keyboards, this person was already promoting China's intangible cultural heritage abroad. It's hilarious.
[Who understands? I'm so envious of Fu Linzheng! I couldn't concentrate on her interview at all; I was just staring at her the whole time. She's so beautiful! I want to call her my wife!]
[The haters got their faces slapped tonight. She's outstanding in every way, and truly a wealthy socialite from Beijing's elite circles. Isn't that infuriating?]
Not long after, someone created the "Zhengyue" CP super topic, and the number of followers skyrocketed in just a few hours. Although there were still some negative voices, most people liked them.
At this moment in the bedroom, Rong Weiyue was nestled on the sofa with Huhu in her arms, looking at her phone. She was wearing a cream-white nightgown, her head gently resting on the little guy's fluffy head, her almond-shaped eyes filled with a smile, as cute as a soft cake.
Fu Linzheng heated up some milk for her, pushed open the door, and sat down next to her: "What are you laughing at so happily?"
Rong Weiyue leaned against him, took the milk, and smiled gently: "Looking at the comments from netizens, many people still wish us well and say we are a good match, which makes me quite happy."
Fu Linzheng raised an eyebrow and said with a drawn-out tone, "I expected the ending. Who could be more compatible than the two of us? Besides, our looks are undeniable; the level of beauty we bring is at least top-tier."
Rong Weiyue drank her milk, smiling as she rubbed Huhu's head. "Huhu, look, your dad's starting to be narcissistic again."
Fu Linzheng's cold and roguish face broke into a smile as he pulled her into his arms. "What, am I not telling the truth?"
She smiled and nodded in agreement. Fu Linzheng held her hand, caressing her moon diamond ring, his dark eyes burning with tenderness: "There are all kinds of people on the internet, and there will be unpleasant comments. If you see them, don't pay attention to them. We live our lives for ourselves, you know?"
Rong Weiyue felt a warmth rise in her heart upon hearing this, and nodded. Fu Linzheng understood her personality well and knew that she was prone to overthinking, so he always comforted her in advance.
After Rong Weiyue finished drinking her milk, she got up to brush her teeth and wash her face. When Fu Linzheng returned after taking the cup to the dining room, he saw Hu Hu still lying at the bathroom door, rolling around with a bone toy in his mouth, waiting for his mother to come out.
He picked it up speechlessly and scoffed, "Fu Huhu, that's enough! All you do is cling to my wife all day long. Don't you know what time it is? Get out of here and stop being a third wheel."
Huhu: ...
The little dumpling whimpered and gently bit him, its dark eyes filled with grievance, its little ears drooping, and its tail wagging slightly as if protesting.
Fu Linzheng taunted, "What are you unhappy about? I waited six years to win your mother back. If it weren't for me, would you still want to live a life where your parents love you?"
Huhu slapped its hand with its paw, then turned its head away and refused to look at it.
It's clearly a life that's disliked by the father and loved by the mother...
Fu Linzheng showed no mercy, placing Hu Hu outside the bedroom and closing the door. The young girl, who had finished washing up, walked over, her black hair cascading over her nightgown shoulders, a faint smile on her face: "Fu Linzheng, why are you always jealous of Hu Hu? You childish brat."
The man reached out and pulled her close, trapping the petite woman between his chest and arms. He glanced down at her, his dark eyes swirling with thoughts: "Say it again? Didn't you get ready when you got back?"
She laughed and scolded him for using this to threaten her, blinking her eyes: "And what do you mean by 'without you'? If I remember correctly, some people tricked me into moving in by using Huhu, right? You clearly got your status because of your father."
"..."
Fu Linzheng scoffed, "I raised it with my own hands, pampered it until it was plump and healthy, so when it really matters, shouldn't it repay its father?"
Rong Weiyue said "Oh" and smiled, "That's because the father's status is enhanced by his son's. Without it, you definitely wouldn't have gotten a wife so quickly."
Fu Linzheng was amused by her words, picked her up, threw her onto the bed, leaned over and pinned her down, his whole body tense: "Rong Weiyue, watch your words. If it weren't for Huhu, you wouldn't love me anymore?"
Her eyes were full of laughter, reflecting his gaze: "How could that be? If it weren't for Huhu, I might have hesitated a bit more about whether to rent your place, but my subconscious would have been drawn to you."
Six years have passed, and they are still each other's gravitational pull.
"So I love Huhu, and I love you even more." She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. "So, are you satisfied with this answer?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Linzheng suppressed the smile on his lips and said calmly, "Barely passable, I'll talk more about it later."
She wouldn't tell him; if he flattered her to the skies, things would get out of control...
The two leaned against the headboard. Fu Linzheng took out his phone and replied to the messages from earlier that evening. Earlier, Fu Sisheng and Ni Yingzhi had called to comfort Rong Weiyue, telling her not to worry and that they would handle the things that happened online. She was very touched. Sheng Liu and Rong Chengye had also come to ask about her situation, and that her family would do their best to support her.
In the small group of seven, everyone was both excited and worried for the two of them tonight. When they saw Fu Linzheng's straightforward official announcement, they also felt relieved.
Xia Qiantang: [Fu Linzheng, well done! That was so cool! You are my god!]
Yin Lu: [Hahaha +1!! I was so anxious tonight when I saw Yueyue being scolded, but Hu An comforted me, saying, "Don't worry, the person in the whole world who can't stand seeing Yueyue being wronged is Fu Linzheng."]
Xia Sili: [Tsk tsk tsk, if you ask me, you guys still don't understand Fu Linzheng, that dog. Protecting Wei Yue is one thing, but another is that he's been holding back for a long time, wanting to show off his love, can't you tell?! He's just waiting for the whole internet to officially announce it!! Do you believe he secretly drafted and polished that line for a long time? He's never low-key!]
Everyone laughed, "As expected, it's Xia Sili who truly understands things."
Fu Linzheng saw this and replied with a smirk: [Is this considered high-profile? These two paragraphs aren't enough to express my love for Yueyue. I'll continue to say it in my wedding vows.]
Several people: 【??? Kick them out! Kick them out!! Still showing off!】
Fu Zecheng: [I think what A-Zheng is most smug about right now isn't that he was able to officially announce it, but rather Wei Yue's response. Oh no, this kid will probably be laughing in his sleep tonight.]
Hu'an: [You could hit his tail even from the sky!]
Xia Sili was heartbroken: [@Rong Weiyue, Yueyue, could you please stop hitting Azheng for no reason? Don't let this guy get away with it, I've never seen such an arrogant person!]
Fu Zecheng: [Don't hit her, Wei Yue's hands smell sweet, you'll let him have his fill later.]
Her friends burst into laughter. Rong Weiyue looked at the message, her eyes curving into crescents, and teased the person next to her, "See? Everyone can see it. You're just going with the flow by officially announcing your relationship tonight."
Fu Linzheng pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth and said lazily, "Am I the kind of person who likes to be high-profile? If I'm photographed, I have to clarify, isn't that normal procedure? I'm just doing my job."
Rong Weiyue laughed: "Fu Linzheng, but judging from your expression, you're clearly very smug."
The man leaned over and bit her earlobe: "Rong Weiyue, can't you have a conscience? I've been waiting for you all alone for six years. We finally reunited, and we've only been enjoying the sweetness of marriage for less than three months. Can't I even gloat a little?"
Rong Weiyue couldn't help but chuckle, her heart melting completely. She knew that his happiness stemmed from his love for her. "It's alright, of course you can be smug. Aren't I yours?"
Fu Linzheng smiled and stroked her cheek with his fingertips: "But I didn't expect you to post that Weibo tonight."
Why didn't you think of that?
"I could have just made it official, but you've been too shy about it."
Rong Weiyue's eyes softened: "At first I was a little hesitant, but you posted that Weibo post, expressing your feelings for me so firmly, so I certainly can't back down."
She said that the incident at the violin competition left her with a shadow, and the outside world's evaluation made her feel inferior because of the objective gap between herself and Fu Linzheng. But six years have passed, and she should have grown up, especially since Fu Linzheng has done so much for her in these six years.
"No matter what others say, I want to tell the whole world that I love you very much, and I will choose you firmly, because my A-Zheng is the best." The little girl looked at him with a heart full of tears.
Upon hearing this, Fu Linzheng's eyes burned with passion. He lowered his head and couldn't help but kiss her. After a long while, the kiss ended, and Rong Weiyue couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "How about it? Are you secretly happy to see me like that?"
The man lowered his lips and said indifferently, "It's alright, as expected. I'm used to how you confess to me now."
"Oh, I'll go delete it now."
"You dare delete it?" He gripped her waist, his dark eyes burning, his voice low and husky with a deep danger. "If you delete it, I won't let you get out of bed."
She laughed, "Serves you right for pretending..."
After a while of commotion, Rong Weiyue, having just returned from a long journey and having done some exercise, soon fell asleep in his arms, and Fu Linzheng didn't bother her to come again.
Outside the window, the night was deep and the dew was heavy. It was past one in the morning, and in the pitch-black room, the man was still awake, looking over and over again at the Weibo post the young girl had made and the many blessing comments below.
He took screenshots of all those contents, opened the hidden space on his phone, and put them into the album there: [Proof that my baby loves me].
In the hidden space, the screen displays Rong Weiyue's photos, and the album is full of their past photos, as well as a record of how many days they spent together that was set up six years ago and has not been turned off to this day.
He looked at it several more times, and had almost memorized it. He gazed at the gentle sleeping face of the little girl in his arms, then got out of bed, walked to his desk, turned on the lamp, and picked up a notebook.
He twirled the pen, then lazily yet powerfully picked it up and wrote down the girl's Weibo post. He then picked up paper and red inkpad, walked to the bedside, turned on a small bedside lamp, and gently pulled her into his arms.
Rong Weiyue, half asleep and half awake, squinted and said, "Why aren't you asleep yet..."
Fu Linzheng, unusually childlike, said: "Baby, read this passage, then sign your name and put your fingerprint on it. I need to keep it on file."
Rong Weiyue: ? ? ?
She was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open, and mumbled groggily, "What are you reading..."
"Read what you posted on Weibo tonight, okay?"
What's wrong with this guy staying up so late at night? She mumbled sleepily that she wouldn't read it, so he kissed her earlobe, turned on his phone to record, and coaxed her in a wicked low voice: "Or baby, I'll read a sentence and you repeat it? -- 'Let me introduce you, Fu Linzheng, my husband, my first love, and the only love of my life that I met when I was eighteen.'"
She groggily hugged his neck and murmured softly, "Let me introduce you, Fu Linzheng, my idiot, my dog, and also the most arrogant and smug person I met when I was eighteen."
"..." His Adam's apple bobbed, he bit her ear and chuckled, "Baby, be serious, or I'll go get a condom."
She hated this jerk so much. With her eyes closed, her sleepy voice was so sweet and soft it melted anyone's heart. She began to speak softly, "Let me introduce you, Fu Linzheng, my husband, my first love, the only love of my life I met when I was eighteen..."
"I don't care about the rumors, I only know that we will be together for life."
"I don't care about the rumors, I only know that we will be together for life..."
"He is my brightest sun, and I will always love him."
"He is my brightest sun, I will always love him..."
Damn, how come she's so well-behaved?
A dark light flickered in the man's eyes. He kissed her cheek and placed the pen in her hand. "Baby, you need to sign and leave your fingerprints."
When will this person ever stop?!
She was so sleepy that she was coaxed to sleep. Finally, she drew a small crescent moon on the paper and lazily pressed her thumb down to leave a small red mark. Fu Linzheng turned off the recording, smiled, and patted her head: "Okay, the record is complete. Baby can go back to sleep now."
"..."
Rong Weiyue kicked him speechlessly, telling him to get off the bed.
Fu Linzheng went to his desk, took a picture, and then locked it in a drawer along with a stack of photos that had been developed earlier.
These are too heavy; otherwise, they should be carried around like marriage certificates at all times.
The night passed, and the next morning arrived.
When Rong Weiyue woke up, she vaguely recalled what happened last night. She raised her hand blankly and looked at her thumb.
It's spotless.
Wait, was she dreaming? OvO...
After washing up, she went to the dining room. Fu Linzheng was in the kitchen, dressed in a gray-white home outfit that accentuated his clean lines. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his strong wrists. He was very tall, and the sunlight outside shone on his distinct profile, adding a touch of languid ease.
He had just finished making sandwiches when he looked up and saw her. "You're awake? Come and have breakfast."
She walked over blankly, and he led her to sit down at the dining table. Her mind was forced to switch on: "Fu Linzheng, what time did you go to sleep last night..."
He lazily poured her milk, "It's quite early, why?"
"How come I remember you coaxing me into confessing my love to you in the middle of the night last night, and even making me put my fingerprint on your handprint..."
The man said lazily, "No, you're dreaming. If you want to confess, just say so."
Rong Weiyue asked suspiciously, "? I remember you were the one who coaxed me into reading it..."
Fu Linzheng sipped his milk leisurely, his voice lingering: "Am I such a childish person? Besides, I've always been very thin-skinned; I blush even when praised a couple of times. How could I possibly bear something so embarrassing?"
Rong Weiyue: "...?"
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Author's Note: [doge][doge] Fu Linzheng, do you find what you're saying funny?
Wei Yue: You're really bullying me, aren't you? [crying emoji]
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266 front-row red envelopes! Haha, have a great weekend everyone! No update tomorrow, the next update will be at midnight on Sunday. You can also wait until you wake up to read it. [droopy-eared rabbit head]
I recommend a completed novel by a friend; if you like the idea of an arranged marriage that blossoms into love, you should check it out: *Blazing Night*.
Everyone in Beijing's social circles knows him, but he has an only daughter named Zhan.
This ancestor was born with captivating eyes and a slender waist, possessing both beauty and a charming figure. Her stunning looks were breathtaking, but inside she was a wild and sassy woman. Relying on her family's favor, she acted with a rebellious spirit, free-spirited by nature, and no one could control her.
Countless suitors wanted to become her admirers, but none of them had the chance.
Her reputation inspired awe, and she had always looked down on men's flashy tricks. With her striking eyes, she disdainfully retorted, "Are you worthy?"
Not long after, a press conference announced the marriage alliance between the Que family and the Xie family. When her friend heard about this, she asked her with a gossipy look if her married life was sweet. Que Zhan looked at her with a playful expression and scoffed, "Who has feelings for him? It's a marriage of convenience in the literal sense."
But unexpectedly, she turned around and met her husband's gaze.
The surrounding lights were dim and inky, but she still saw the disdain in his eyes. "Quite capable."
2.
Xie Xianshen, the eldest son of the Xie family, holds a high position and wields great power. He is indifferent and ruthless in the world of fame and fortune, and he shows no mercy to anyone.
It is said that he is untainted by worldly desires, only seeing profit and having no feelings. To outsiders, that corporate marriage was nothing more than paving the way for the aristocratic family's capital, but only Xie Xianshen himself knew that once emotions were involved, there was no turning back.
In the midst of a lively banquet, a group of spoiled young men, under the guise of making friends, kept offering her drinks. She smiled insincerely, wondering how to teach them a lesson, when suddenly a warm sensation touched her shoulder, accompanied by the faint, refreshing scent of sandalwood emanating from the man.
She looked up and saw Xie Xianshen.
The glass of red wine spilled onto the floor, shattering into pieces. The man's expression was one of disdain as he spoke slowly and deliberately, his words clearly intended to protect his wife: "The wine is too cheap; it's not good enough for my wife."
She is the best, and she deserves the best.
3.
A rain fell in late autumn, and a chill permeated the air.
Inside the villa, she was confined to a small area. Her eyes were red with tears, and without thinking, she bit down hard on the other person's neck, her soft voice uttering a coquettish complaint: "Xie Xianshen, you bastard..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned her over.
"You agreed so readily just now, but now you're going back on your word?" The man's broad chest pressed tightly against her slender back, his hand gripping her delicate neck. In the mirror, he was filled with deep affection, yet also harbored a hint of obsession.
"Zhanzhan, open your eyes and see clearly who loves you the most."
That night was more intense than a blazing fire.
- Only this cup of strong liquor, yours, has stirred my heartstrings.
Note:
1. Two strong A-level characters, neither willing to concede to the other, 1v1/SC/HE, both virgins and both experiencing their first love.
2. Two wealthy families, yet they won't go bankrupt.
3. The male lead falls in love first.
4. Fictional setting with personal interpretations.
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