Just as Ye Xixi was puzzling over this matter, Aunt Fang came upstairs to see her with a beaming smile.
Seeing Ye Xixi standing in the spacious walk-in closet lost in thought, she immediately said, “Young Madam, have you changed into your dress? President Lu is waiting for you downstairs in the dining room to have breakfast together.”
Ye Xixi snapped out of her reverie. “Oh, I’m ready.”
“By the way, Aunt Fang, why are there so many dresses in Uncle Lu’s walk-in closet? Are they… from previous girls?” For example, were they left by that ballet dancer Liu Congwen?
Hearing this, Aunt Fang chuckled. “Young Madam, don’t overthink it. All these dresses were purchased for you by President Lu the day before yesterday,” she said. “Our President Lu has never brought any other girls back to his villa.”
“Young Madam, you are the first.”
Is that so? Ye Xixi understood, feeling a bit embarrassed and awkward. She had thought these dresses were left behind by Liu Congwen. It seemed she had misunderstood.
But even if these dresses had belonged to previous girls… so what? Uncle Lu doesn’t like her anyway. Why should she feel so disappointed?
Moreover, he had given her such a good living environment and rescued her from her aunt’s clutches. She should be thanking her lucky stars.
“Young Madam, President Lu is very good to you,” Aunt Fang continued.
Ye Xixi knew: “Yes, Aunt Fang, I understand. Let’s hurry downstairs. We mustn’t keep Uncle Lu waiting.” Ye Xixi stopped overthinking and revealed a sweet, soft smile before turning to go downstairs.
Aunt Fang watched her slender and charming figure, unable to suppress a doting smile. This home would be lively from now on. President Lu would no longer be eating and sleeping alone all the time.
Downstairs in the luxurious dining room, Lu Peishen was already sitting elegantly at the table, waiting for Ye Xixi to join him for breakfast.
Today, he was wearing a pure white, impeccably ironed dress shirt paired with Italian-made black trousers. His handsome face radiated a captivating blend of innocence and dominance, with deep, striking features. He exuded an aura of elegant restraint and the noble charm of a mature man.
Uncle Lu is really so handsome, too easily attracting girls.
Ye Xixi walked over, secretly glancing at Lu Peishen. Her ears couldn’t help but flush with a hint of pink from excitement. She quickly rubbed her reddened ears, not wanting Lu Peishen to notice anything, and obediently sat down across from him.
“Uncle Lu, good morning.”
Lu Peishen looked at her gently. “Good morning. Did you sleep well last night?”
Ye Xixi nodded. “Quite well.” Although Uncle Lu had mentioned she talked in her sleep in the middle of the night, after he left, she still slept deeply and soundly.
“That’s good.” Lu Peishen’s gaze deepened as he studied the girl’s pretty, fair face. The scar he had licked last night seemed a bit fainter than before. It looked like it was indeed effective.
After observing for a few seconds, Lu Peishen elegantly poured a glass of milk for Ye Xixi, gently pushed the cup toward her, and then signaled to his assistant Shao Bai, who was standing by waiting.
Shao Bai obeyed immediately, taking out a very expensive scar-repairing vitamin E cream from his trouser pocket and respectfully handing it to Ye Xixi.
“Young Madam, this is from President Lu. It can help repair scars.”
Ye Xixi accepted the scar repair VE cream in surprise, feeling both flattered and overwhelmed as she glanced from Shao Bai to Lu Peishen. “Uncle Lu, is… is this for me?”
Lu Peishen gave a soft hum. “I promised to help heal your scar. I won’t go back on my word, Xixi. Just apply it daily.”
“This ointment is very effective. Give it a try.” In truth, the cream’s primary function wasn’t scar treatment but aiding her skin’s recovery. The most potent remedy remained his nightly assistance, though Lu Peishen would never reveal this, fearing it might startle her.
Clutching the tube with hesitant trust, Ye Xixi had long abandoned hope for her years-old scar, believing eradication impossible. Yet inexplicably, anything from Lu Peishen felt worthy of faith. “Okay, thank you, Uncle Lu.”
A smile touched Lu Peishen’s lips. “Xixi, we’re married now. No need for such formality.”
Blushing, she pursed her rosy lips and nodded obediently.
“Have breakfast,” he said. “Later, make time to visit the civil affairs bureau with me. We’ll have dinner at the old residence tonight—Grandmother wants to meet you.”
At the mention of the elderly matriarch, Ye Xixi bobbed her head like a pecking chick. “Uncle Lu, is Grandmother… strict? Will she dislike me?”
Lu Peishen chuckled. “How could she? She’s been eager for me to marry. Besides, she knows about you and would never disapprove.”
Relieved, Ye Xixi had worried the old lady might scorn her poverty and deem her unworthy of Lu Peishen—a perception she shared about herself. Still, since he’d chosen this marriage, she resolved to cooperate fully and not embarrass him. “Uncle Lu, don’t worry, I won’t let you down,” she vowed, patting her chest with earnest charm.
Her adorable pledge deepened the amusement in his eyes. So well-behaved—his darling was truly sweet and delightful!
*
Soon, the newlyweds concluded their first pleasant breakfast together. Lu Peishen elegantly dabbed his thin lips with a white napkin before rising. Noticing a bread crumb clinging to the girl’s pink, supple mouth, his gaze intensified. Compelled, he strode over and—before her flustered surprise could settle—bent to gently wipe it away with his thumb. Only when her lips were immaculate did he straighten, satisfied. “Let’s go. I’ll drive you to university.”
Still dazed, Ye Xixi flushed and snapped to attention, scrambling to her feet. Had Uncle Lu just… pampered her by removing a crumb?! He was too skilled at spoiling her. Oh, how easily she could fall for this! Taking a steadying breath, she hurried to match his pace.
Side by side, the tall man and petite woman ambled through the living room onto the villa’s front steps. Lu Peishen paused, glancing back. “Xixi, with your pregnancy, be careful on the stairs.”
“I will, Uncle Lu! Look, I’m protecting it,” she assured, resting a hand on her utterly flat abdomen. But as she prepared to descend, his eyes fixed on her stomach, darkening with concern. In one fluid motion, he scooped her into his arms. “Never mind. I’d rather not risk it.”
“You’re pregnant now, you need to be careful everywhere.”
As he spoke, he steadily carried her down the steps one by one.
This sudden princess carry once again made Ye Xixi blush, her heart pounding wildly like a rocket.
Oh my, could Uncle Lu please stop being such a gentlemanly charmer.
She was afraid she might truly fall for him completely.
If, in the future, they were to divorce and Uncle Lu asked her to leave, she would cry.