“The Lu family has already set the date. You are getting married whether you want to or not! Pack your things and go over the day after tomorrow.” Finishing his sentence, the man cast a glance at the youth sitting opposite him.
The youth possessed an exceptionally exquisite and alluring face, with porcelain-white skin that looked as though a single touch could break it. Especially those pretty apricot-shaped eyes with rounded corners were clear and innocent, making him look completely pure and easy to gull.
At that moment, his eyes were staring fixedly and in a daze at a piece of strawberry mousse on the table.
“I am talking to you, did you hear me or not?” Seeing that he didn’t reply, a wave of irritation rose in the man, and the tone of his voice became noticeably heavier.
“Got it.” Fu Jia used a tiny silver fork to carve off a piece of dessert and popped it into his mouth, giving a perfunctory response.
Seeing him nod, the man let out an imperceptible sigh of relief.
Humph! All he knew was how to eat. As expected, he was still the same little idiot as before!
After the man stood up and left, Fu Jia finally rested his chin in his hands and looked mournfully at the little pastry in front of him.
What should he do? He didn’t want to get married, he hadn’t had enough fun yet!
No, he hadn’t even started having fun yet!
…
“Second Young Master, we have arrived, please get out of the car!”
The moment Fu Jia stepped out of the car, he was stunned by the magnificent and opulent super-mansion before him.
This, this, this, this is marrying into a wealthy tycoondom, right?
Standing in front of the villa were two rows of young handsome men in neat uniforms, everyone visually standing over 180 cm tall, all with broad shoulders, narrow waists, and long legs. Two of them had chest muscles so massive they looked like they were about to burst out of their uniforms, making Fu Jia’s head spin.
Oh my god! This overwhelming fortune has finally fallen on me!
I wonder if those handsome guys would let me touch them…
“Good day, Madam.” A middle-aged man in a high-end suit smiled and bowed toward him. “Thank you for the hard work on the road.”
“My surname is Wang, I am the butler here, you may also call me Uncle Wang.”
Fu Jia shifted his gaze away from the uniformed security guards and nodded with an air of reserved dignity: “Alright.”
“The master is already waiting for you, please follow me.” As the butler spoke, he raised a hand to signal his subordinates to take Fu Jia’s luggage.
With lingering regret, Fu Jia glanced back one last time at the handsome guy with the biggest chest muscles, then followed the butler through the main gates with an obedient expression.
“Sir, Madam has arrived.” The butler reported in a matter-of-fact tone.
Fu Jia looked up and immediately spotted the man sitting on the sofa, causing his breathing to stall instantly.
The man wore a tailored, slim-fit ink-black suit, with a slender waist completely devoid of any excess fat. His thick brows were slightly arched, and his nose was high with thin lips. His deep eyes carried the innate oppression of someone in a position of authority, making people dare not look him in the eye.
Especially those long legs casually resting on the floor. Ink-black suit trousers and black leather shoes, he was quite literally the absolute ceiling of the abstinence style.
Ahhhhh! What kind of top-tier super-handsome guy is this! From his looks to his figure and temperament, he perfectly hit every single one of his fetishes; he is quite literally his dream top!
Compared to him, the group of guys in uniforms just now instantly plummeted to mortal status.
Fu Jia shrieked in excited, piercing mental agony inside.
I must sleep with him tonight!
Lu Heng raised his head expressionlessly to look at him, speaking slowly: “Your name is Fu Jia?”
Ahhhhh, his voice sounds so good too! He felt like he was about to get pregnant…
Fu Jia flushed with a red face and nodded with reserved coyness: “Hello, hubby~”
Lu Heng: ?
Hiding a restless and uneasy heart, Fu Jia trotted over, sat down shyly next to Lu Heng, and unceremoniously leaned his head against his shoulder: “Hubby, cuddle~”
If that old scumbag Fu Youquan had told him earlier that his husband was such a supreme specimen, only a fool would have disagreed to the marriage, right?
Lu Heng frowned and pushed away the little head resting on his shoulder. Fu Jia leaned right back in with a patter: “Hubby, what is your name?”
Lu Heng: “…”
The butler standing nearby was utterly dumbfounded: To think he didn’t even know their master’s name before jumping straight to calling him hubby.
Their new Madam was quite thick-skinned.
Probably afraid that he would pull another stunt like cuddle, Lu Heng stood straight up: “Uncle Wang, arrange a room for him.”
Fu Jia, who had been left out in the cold, showed not a trace of discouragement; instead, he looked up with a face full of excitement:
Wow! His hubby is 190 cm tall~
He loves him even more now, what should he do!
After Lu Heng stood up, he realized that his little spouse looked very youthful. His face was only the size of a palm, yet his facial features were exquisitely pretty, especially those watery, pure, and limpid eyes that looked clean and attractive.
He looked like a tender, green high school boy.
Lu Heng frowned and spoke: “Your father should have already told you, we are only in a commercial marriage, so you shouldn’t use the form of address you just used anymore.”
Form of address…
Fu Jia blinked and asked in puzzlement: “But we are already married, if I don’t call you hubby, what should I call you?”
The butler was just about to remind him that he could temporarily address him as Sir like everyone else.
As a result, Fu Jia dropped a startling statement: “Darling? Hani?”
Then added with shy coyness: “Or Daddy?”
Lu Heng: “…”
The butler closed his mouth in shocked silence: Was this something he was allowed to hear?
“Just call me by my name.” A rare trace of awkwardness surfaced on Lu Heng’s face.
Fu Jia frowned: “How can that do? It sounds not intimate at all.”
Lu Heng said in a flat tone: “We are in a commercial marriage to begin with, we don’t need it.”
Fu Jia made a finger-heart gesture at him: “Hubby~ Let’s learn about falling in love after marriage!”
“…”
Clearly, his hubby was not particularly keen on learning about it, as he directly turned and went upstairs, leaving behind a noble and aloof back.
Sigh! A supreme specimen is a supreme specimen, he really is so hard to conquer~
“Madam, would you like to go take a look at your room first?” The butler stepped forward to remind him.
Fu Jia shook his head while sitting on the sofa: “No.”
“Are there any small cakes? I just got rejected… I’m in a bad mood and urgently need an energy refill.” Resting his chin in his hands, he looked at the butler with a sorrowful expression.
Fu Jia was naturally endearing to look at, and this frown made Uncle Wang’s heart melt, prompting him to quickly reply: “I’ll go instruct the kitchen people to send some over right away.”
How wonderful it was to have such a pretty and cheerful Madam? The master was somewhat unappreciative.
After Uncle Wang left, only Fu Jia remained in the massive living room.
Looking up at the dazzling crystal chandelier overhead, he suddenly gave a start: He remembered now, his hubby’s name was Lu Heng.
…
Fu Jia had transmigrated three days ago.
He was originally a native resident of a certain Danmei reading platform, and his greatest dream upon reaching adulthood was to find a tall, handsome dream top with eight-pack abs, and then live a wildly unrestrained life of daily romance.
As a result, on the very first day of his adulthood, he unfortunately transmigrated into a book, and the book he transmigrated into was a wholesome, strictly-censored novel where everything below the neck was locked down.
When he first transmigrated, he was so devastated he almost cried; the rated-R life he had looked forward to since childhood was slashed away in one clean stroke.
The very reason to live was gone.
But things were different now; he had actually run into his dream top, who was also his nominal husband!
The will to live suddenly came rushing back!
He had better hold on tight to this heaven-sent blessing.
The butler’s efficiency was exceptionally high; by the time Fu Jia finished spacing out for a moment, the snacks had already been prepared.
The white tray held twelve white jade dishes, each containing an exquisite and delicate pastry.
There were Chinese pastries and Western cakes, with an appearance rivaling a Michelin restaurant, emitting a faint, sweet fragrance.
It made Fu Jia’s eyes light up.
“Madam, please enjoy.” The butler placed the tray on the coffee table, bowed slightly, and retreated to the side.
“Thank you!” Fu Jia flashed him a sweet smile and dug into his meal.
So many desserts~ So happy!
Because he had to maintain the slimmest and most perfect figure, he wasn’t allowed to eat these desserts in his original world, and only secretly tasted a bite when the suppression became too unbearable.
Having been repressed for too long, Fu Jia decided to indulge himself fiercely.
Uncle Wang watched his method of uninhibited eating, one bite per pastry, as the calm on his face was gradually replaced by shock.
Madam, looking so tiny, who would have thought he could eat so much!
Mainly, after sweeping the pastries on the tray clean, he puffed out his cheeks and asked: “When is dinner going to be served?”
Uncle Wang: “…”
He raised his wrist to check his watch: “In one hour, Madam.”
Oh, alright then~
He was now barely eighty percent full.
“Then will my hubby eat dinner with me?”
Uncle Wang paused: “The master has a dedicated dining room in his room, and under normal circumstances, he dines there.”
“Ah?” Fu Jia frowned. If he couldn’t even see his hubby, how was he supposed to build a relationship!
And besides, isn’t there an ultra-long dining table in the living room? It could easily seat ten people without feeling crowded.
“Then what is that super-long dining table in the downstairs lobby used for? Is it just for decoration?” Fu Jia pointed toward the dining area not far from the sofa.
The butler nodded with a smile: “Yes.”
“Did he have to answer so sincerely?”
“No, I want to eat with my hubby!” Fu Jia said in a firm tone, his burning gaze fixed on Uncle Wang.
“In theory, no.” Uncle Wang said righteously, “However, you can secretly follow the servant delivering the food in.”
Fu Jia was very happy: “Alrighty then~”
Lu Heng’s master bedroom was on the second floor. He liked quiet and didn’t like having too many people bustling around him; even the servants did their cleaning during times when he wasn’t home. On ordinary days, only the butler inhabited this house, making both upstairs and downstairs extraordinarily quiet.
“Sir, dinner is ready.”
“Mm.” Lu Heng closed the tablet in his hand, placed it on the desk, and walked through the study to the dining room inside his suite.
As soon as he stepped inside, his footsteps came to a halt.
“Hubby~” Fu Jia, who was already seated nicely at the dining table, patted the seat beside him: “Come sit quickly.”
Lu Heng walked over expressionlessly and sat down opposite him.
“Why did you come up?”
“I came up following the servant delivering food!” Fu Jia said, “To accompany you for dinner~”
Lu Heng lowered his eyelids: “Is there no dining table downstairs?”
Fu Jia asked with sincere innocence: “Isn’t the dining table downstairs just for decoration?”
Lu Heng: “…”
He looked at the youth sitting opposite him with innocent eyes and a trace of lingering happiness on his face, instinctively tightening his brow.
Although he had never met Fu Jia, he had done some homework beforehand.
Vain, arrogant, frivolous, and foolish, possessing only a pretty face while being a hollow-headed idiot, this was how everyone evaluated his newlywed spouse.
Seeing him today, it seemed to contradict the rumors.
After all, the rumors hadn’t mentioned that his spouse was also a hopeless romantic.
“I said before, we are only in a contractual marriage, you don’t need to do this.” Lu Heng emphasized once more.
Fu Jia didn’t care about any contractual marriage or commercial marriage! He only knew that he and Lu Heng were already married, making them legitimate spouses, and it was entirely legitimate for them to share the same bed.
“Hubby, feelings can be cultivated even in a contractual marriage!” Fu Jia suggested with shy embarrassment, “Let’s learn about falling in love from spending time together~”
Lu Heng remained silent, constantly plagued by the illusion that the other was talking dirty.
“No need.” He ruthlessly rejected.
Fu Jia frowned: “You are my hubby, if I don’t cultivate feelings with you, who should I cultivate feelings with, someone else?”
Then he added with an earnest expression: “Do you want to wear a green hat?”
“…”
Sensing that the man’s gaze sweeping over him was gradually layering with a chill, Fu Jia quietly shut his mouth.
Seeing that the person opposite him had finally started eating obediently, Lu Heng withdrew his gaze.
Lu Heng rarely ate with others at home, yet the moment he raised his head, he could see that pretty face swaying before his eyes, his cheeks stuffed full as if he was eating with immense satisfaction and contentment.
He suddenly understood why some people enjoyed watching mukbangs; watching someone eat with such a good appetite really made food much more appealing, making him feel like even his usual daily meals tasted better than before, causing him to take a few extra bites without realizing it.
“Hubby, why do you keep staring at me?” Fu Jia lowered his head shyly, “Is it because my looks are feast-worthy?”
“…”
Lu Heng said coldly: “Eat your food.”
The two ate a peaceful and harmonious meal.
…
Just as Lu Heng came out of his room, he received a phone call from the old master of the Lu family.
His parents had passed away early, so he was essentially raised single-handedly by the old master, who was also his closest family member.
“Grandpa.” Lu Heng answered the phone while walking downstairs.
“Xiao Heng… Did that child from the Fu family come over today? How are you two getting along?” The old master gossiped on the other end of the line.
This marriage match had been brokered by him alone, insisting that the Fu family’s son had an auspicious birth horoscope that matched his own.
Lu Heng didn’t believe in these things, but the old master was extremely persistent, and out of filial piety, Lu Heng eventually agreed.
He was silent for a moment, then replied indifferently: “Mm.”
Hearing the coldness in his tone, Elder Lu couldn’t help asking: “What’s wrong? Are you two not getting along well?”
Before Lu Heng had time to speak, a little head suddenly poked out from the second floor, shouting loudly at him: “Hubby! Where are we sleeping tonight? Is it your room?”
Lu Heng: “…”
Is it still not too late to hang up now?