Could it be that the one-year agreement she made made him feel that she was being difficult and pressuring him?
That's not what she meant at all.
Lu Yu said, "Whether you'll marry me or not, just say so. Is marrying me really that difficult for you? Why do you need to think about it for so long?"
"Getting married is a big deal, and it came as a bit of a surprise."
It was a bit sudden. It was a spur-of-the-moment decision; he suddenly really wanted to marry her.
He subconsciously longed for a warm family life, but over the years, his heart had been empty, and he had forgotten his yearning for a family.
But peeling crab meat for her today allowed him to experience the pleasures of being a husband, and just now, holding her and kissing her further aroused his possessiveness.
Not only must one's body and soul belong to him.
In any of her future records, the marital status section must be filled in as "married," and the spouse section must include his full name, Lu Yuzhi.
It would be best to have another child with him.
Lu Yu said, "I'll let you think about it some more. You must say yes to my next proposal."
"You think I have to say yes? Is that a proposal or a forced marriage?" Li Peiyu couldn't help but tease.
Lu Yuzhi scooped her up in his arms and said, "If you don't accept my proposal, I'll force you to marry me. You can only be mine anyway."
Lu Yuzhi carried her into the bathroom and carefully helped her take a shower.
His fair body was on display, with well-defined curves. A necklace adorned his neck.
She has always worn it properly.
The heavy necklace and her slender, delicate body created a strong visual contrast.
Her already slender body appeared even more delicate.
Lu Yu's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but kiss her body passionately. Only when he heard Li Peiyu murmur her pleas for mercy did he spare her.
I dried her off and put her in her pajamas.
Li Peiyu sat in front of the dressing table, her wet hair falling over her shoulders.
Lu Yuzhi stood behind her, his tall figure looming over her.
He bent down slightly, gently ran his fingers through her hair, and then turned on the hairdryer, letting out a warm breeze.
Amid the hum of the hairdryer, Lu Yuzhi carefully controlled the angle and distance of the hairdryer, his fingers deftly moving through her cascading black hair, gently combing it and occasionally using his fingers to gently untangle any tangled strands.
He looked exactly like a Daddy.
A warm breeze swept by, and Li Peiyu smiled to herself. Lu Yuzhi's presence surrounded her, making her feel a sense of security and comfort she had never experienced before.
Finally lying in bed, Li Peiyu, who had just taken a nap, was now wide awake.
She tried to turn over and change her position, but Lu Yuzhi held her firmly in place, preventing her from moving an inch, which made her even more uncomfortable.
After feeling frustrated for a while, it twisted its body, trying to turn over.
Lu Yuzhi replied, "Behave yourself. I'm very tired today, having to take on three jobs."
"Three positions?" Taking advantage of Lu Yuzhi's loosened arms, Li Peiyu finally managed to turn over and face away from Lu Yuzhi.
"President, driver, your husband," Lu Yuzhi said lazily, then pulled Li Peiyu back and hugged her even tighter.
Li Peiyu buried her face in his chest, and when she heard the words "your husband," she pursed her lips and buried her face even deeper.
Lu Yuzhi mustered his strength and gently patted Li Peiyu's back to lull her to sleep.
Before they knew it, the two fell asleep in each other's arms.
Even though his arms ached, he couldn't bear to let go of the child in his arms; he cherished her so much.
The next morning, before leaving for work, Lu Yuzhi kissed her again and again while she was sleeping, before reluctantly going to work.
At ten o'clock, Li Peiyu opened the cabinet door, which was full of clothes that Lu Yuzhi had previously asked the brand to send over.
Li Peiyu picked out a piece of clothing to wear, then went downstairs to have her standard breakfast of white porridge and goji berries before taking a taxi to the recording studio that Wang Boyang had arranged.
I'm going to accompany Jiang Shuchen to the recording studio today, so I'm probably going to be quite busy for the next few days.
Recording Studio
Rows of neatly arranged professional monitor speakers, like silent guardians, quietly await the release of the purest and most authentic sound.
The mixing console was covered with a dense array of knobs, faders, and buttons, with various indicator lights flashing.
The computer host runs quietly, carrying complex recording and editing software; it is the core brain of the entire recording process.
In the adjacent cabinet, various audio cables and power cables are neatly arranged, like the blood vessels and nerves of the sound world, tightly connecting all the devices to form a highly efficient sound processing system.
Jiang Shuchen took a deep breath, and the moment the accompaniment began, his magnetic voice flowed out like a clear spring.
He infused every note with rich emotion, his voice sometimes soaring and passionate, sometimes low and melodious, perfectly interpreting the story in the song.
The recording engineer sat at the control panel, listening intently to Jiang Shuchen's singing, a look of amazement and admiration gradually appearing on his face. "You're in good form. Try again; I think you can sing even better."
Jiang Shuchen nodded, adjusted his posture, and tried again and again.
Li Peiyu and Wang Boyang waited outside without going in, not wanting Jiang Shuchen to be disturbed. He was a professional at singing, so he could make his own decisions.
She and Wang Boyang were responsible for throwing money around.
Four hours later, Jiang Shuchen finished recording and came out.
His first song, "Difficult to Love," is about to be released.
"How are you feeling?" Li Peiyu asked nervously as she stepped forward.
"Great!" Jiang Shuchen, usually shy, was surprisingly confident. "For the first time, I believe I can succeed."
He originally planned to return to his hometown and become a music teacher after graduation, but who would have thought that Li Peiyu would push and force him to think he could do it in a short period of time.
He couldn't wait to step onto that brightly lit stage.
Li Peiyu said gently, "Take a few days off and find some inspiration for your next song."
Jiang Shuchen frowned slightly, looking surprised, and said, "The next song is coming so soon?"
Li Peiyu crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "I'm in a rush to get rich, so I'm going to release three songs in six months."
Looking at her resolute expression, Jiang Shuchen said loudly, "Okay."
Although his mind was blank and he had no idea what to do with the new song, under Li Peiyu's influence, Jiang Shuchen inexplicably felt that he had unlimited power, as if he could overcome all obstacles to complete the mission.
Sometimes being forced to move forward is a good thing.
The invisible pressure transformed into a powerful driving force, propelling him forward. He firmly believed that he would achieve his goal.
Li Peiyu's phone suddenly rang, and the caller ID showed Guo Jiahe.
She just finished filming and is back safely.
The four of them gathered at the company, and the atmosphere was cheerful and lively.
Guo Jiahe spoke animatedly and eloquently, constantly boasting about his acting skills.
"I portrayed that hateful maid so vividly. You have no idea how much Director Zhou praised me. He said I was born to be an actor."
Li Peiyu couldn't help but tease, "That was purely your true self, how could it not be so vivid?"
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