Lu Yu asked in confusion, "What does 'cooperate with the performance' mean?"
“You’re a star athlete, and marrying me would definitely cause public opinion and speculation. My family would also investigate our situation. So we have to pretend to be dating first, and then get married. This process will inevitably require some intimate behavior.” Jiao Yuyin didn’t elaborate further.
Lu Yu pressed further, "How intimate are we? We need to clarify that."
Jiao Yuyin seemed startled. His voice was loud, but his tone was weak. "What else could it be? We were just photographed by the media. It was obvious that we were a couple. Holding hands, hugging, maybe kissing, that's the most."
Lu Yu was carefree. "What's the big deal? We're just holding hands now, and we'll be holding hands every night from now on. We'll get used to it. As for kissing... well, that's fine too. Just think of it as being bitten by a dog."
Jiao Yuyin's initial unease was completely swept away by his anger at that moment.
The two of them happily and awkwardly settled on their marriage.
The pen falls, the signature is made, and the rubbing is made silently.
The major decisions have been made, but the details still need to be sorted out.
Jiao Yuyin grabbed a piece of paper and quickly wrote down the words "Jiao Family Relationship Chart". "Listen carefully, this is very important. I need to explain the family situation to you clearly."
The young master's handwriting is quite beautiful, with vigorous strokes and a rhythmic cadence.
Long, slender fingers with neatly trimmed nails.
Lu Yu stared blankly for two seconds, then nodded in agreement, looking every bit the model student.
"My father, Jiao Cheng, started from scratch. Riding the wave of the cotton textile industry's development, he founded the Yuhua Cotton Textile Factory, which later expanded into the Yuhua Group. Although the Jiao family's businesses are now numerous and the shareholdings are intertwined, simply put, whoever controls the Yuhua Group is the true head of the Jiao family."
The scent of papyrus, tinged with a hint of patchouli, is somewhat intoxicating.
"My dad married and divorced repeatedly, having been married to six wives and having four sons and four daughters. My eldest brother Jiao Yushen, my second brother Jiao Yuchen, and I are all half-brothers..."
Lu Yu has never been as happy as she is today; the quiet world is truly wonderful.
She listened to Jiao Yuyin's soft voice, and occasionally heard the chirping of insects outside the window. She realized that such subtle sounds could be so soothing to sleep.
My eyelids are heavy; I really can't hold them up any longer.
This relationship has barely begun, and Lu Yu is already having a one-night stand.
Jiao Yuyin glanced at the time; it was 8:30.
In the quiet study, the scent of papyrus wafted with each breath, occasionally mingled with the aroma of raspberries.
That smells like potato shampoo.
Although Jiao Yuyin was reluctant to break the peace and quiet, he couldn't maintain this position all night, especially since Assistant Qin was waiting for his message.
"Luyu, wake up, you can go back to sleep in a bit." Jiao Yuyin swayed their hands together, his voice gentle, almost as if he were waking up his girlfriend who was still in bed in the morning.
Lu Yu lay on the table, not sleeping soundly, her eyes blinking, tinged with the hazy light of the night.
Jiao Yuyin noticed that Lu Yu's eyes had cleared up a bit before he said, "Can I borrow your phone? I need to make a call. Also, we need to find a different place to sleep."
Lu Yu sat up blankly, handed over the phone, and slowly uttered two sentences: "I've unlocked your phone, here you go." Then she leaned back on the table, looking at Jiao Yuyin's handsome features: "Can't you...sleep here with me?"
“Tomorrow, reporters will be waiting to interview us. I quite like your ivy-covered courtyard, so let’s not put it in the newspaper. Let’s go to a hotel.” Jiao Yuyin said as he dialed a number. “Assistant Qin, come pick me up. Keep an eye out for anyone following us.”
Lu Yu then came to her senses and asked, "Did you deliberately want the media to take pictures?"
"Time is tight, so there's no time to take our time and do things meticulously. The first play is tomorrow morning, so we need to be mentally prepared. Otherwise, the wedding will be a long way off."
Jiao Yuyin gazed out the window, pondering his words, and said patiently, "In our family, you can't bring your girlfriend back to the mansion during the dating stage. Only when you're discussing marriage will you have the chance to hear my father's thoughts."
After explaining, Jiao Yuyin glanced at the half-finished family diagram on the table. "I'll explain the family relationships to you later. Let's just get our story straight for now. Reporters will definitely ask how we met."
Lu Yu's voice exuded a mature and sophisticated aura, "It's reasonable that you fell in love with me at first sight."
He spoke with an air of arrogance.
Jiao Yuyin, utterly devoid of conscience, directly rejected the idea: "No, a month ago you chased me down the entire street. So many people who were following me saw it. How can that be reasonable? Let's just say that a month ago we took the wrong earphones, it was a misunderstanding, and we were mutually attracted. Let's leave it at that for now, and we'll talk about the rest later."
Even though you have an idea, you insist on waiting for others to finish speaking before rejecting it; you're really used to being a boss.
No sooner had Jiao Yuyin finished speaking than the roar of cars came from in front of the Tengyuan gate.
Jiao Yuyin released Lu Yu's hand. "Help me listen to my thoughts. Is anyone else following us?"
The voices of the heart spread out from near to far.
The suburbs are better; you can see the stars there.
[Only the fruit trees on the north slope need to be engraved; I'm exhausted after this day.]
I don't think I picked out the fruit to pickle tomorrow; how could I have forgotten about that?
[...]
Lu Yu quickly checked and confirmed that there were no other unusual voices. "There's one voice at the gate, that must be one of yours. The others are just the thoughts of the village's fruit farmers."
As soon as Lu Yu finished speaking, she felt Jiao Yuyin take her hand again.
Judging from his expression, it seemed to be a gesture of praise and reward.
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