Lu Zhixing’s eyes widened abruptly.
He could clearly see a tiny reflection of himself hidden within his wife’s dark pupils.
Thump. Thump.
His heartbeat grew even more violent, as though it were about to leap from his chest, wildly proclaiming its excitement.
His long, fair fingers tightly gripped the front of Wen Lan’s clothing.
Without blinking, Lu Zhixing stared at the reflection of himself in Wen Lan’s eyes.
The joy in his heart bubbled like boiling water, making the tip of his heart tremble from the heat.
How could my wife be so good with words?
She had actually said that the most handsome man in the world was reflected in her eyes.
Pressing his lips together, Lu Zhixing felt an unfamiliar trace of shyness.
Even more than that, however, he felt overwhelming happiness.
He did not even notice that his brows had long since relaxed, his thin lips had curved into a smile, and his eyes shone even brighter because of the unexpected compliment, sparkling like stars.
Wen Lan had not expected him to be so easy to comfort.
She had actually been worried that her rather cheesy line would not be moving enough.
Now it seemed that her legal husband had simply never heard a love confession before.
He was astonishingly innocent and easy to coax.
Wen Lan silently decided to say such things to Lu Zhixing more often in the future.
She released him and gently helped him sit upright.
Seeing his flushed cheeks, she smiled faintly.
She preferred seeing Lu Zhixing happy.
“Wife.”
“Hm?”
Looking at Lu Zhixing, who had leaned toward her of his own accord, Wen Lan answered softly.
Hadn’t he already agreed?
“About… the company you and Zhou Nian started…”
Looking at Wen Lan with concern, Lu Zhixing hesitated before asking,
“Would you… need my help? You don’t really have many industry connections. Several artists under Xingyao are about to film television dramas and movies. We could collaborate…”
Before he could finish, Wen Lan interrupted him.
“Don’t tell me you think I want to become an actress?”
She looked at her legal husband in surprise.
She truly could not understand why he would think that.
She had never received professional acting training.
She had barely even performed in stage plays.
How had Lu Zhixing arrived at the conclusion that she wanted to act in films?
Wasn’t that rather absurd?
“Huh?”
Lu Zhixing stared blankly at his wife.
Wasn’t that exactly what she wanted?
Looking at his bewildered expression, Wen Lan could not help gently tapping his forehead.
“What are you thinking? I have no interest in becoming some celebrity.”
“Then… then what do you…”
Covering his forehead, Lu Zhixing looked at Wen Lan with shining eyes.
Wen Lan took his hand away.
Seeing the faint red mark on his forehead, she could not help feeling a little guilty.
She gently rubbed it with her fingertips before replying casually,
“I just want to shoot a few lifestyle and food magazines. It would be best if I could appear on the cover. That’s enough.”
Her parents had always valued family life.
They especially enjoyed reading lifestyle and food magazines.
Wen Lan felt this was the perfect place to start.
Lu Zhixing had never expected his wife’s request to be so simple.
He had even been considering finding a major intellectual property project for her to play around with.
Who would have thought she only wanted to shoot magazines?
Remembering how firmly he had objected just moments ago, embarrassment made his toes curl.
At the same time, a tiny selfish part of him secretly rejoiced.
He still did not want other people to discover his wife.
“Then I’ll contact Ai Chu for you.”
“It is the country’s most famous food and lifestyle magazine. How does that sound?”
Lu Zhixing immediately decided that tomorrow he would have Xingyao negotiate with the Ai Chu editorial office.
After a brief hesitation, Wen Lan shook her head.
“There’s no rush. I’ll discuss it with Zhou Nian first.”
After all, Zhou Nian was her friend.
She should at least let her know.
“All right.”
Lu Zhixing nodded.
After a brief pause, he added as though it were an afterthought,
“Wife, let Leng Feng stay with you. She can act as your assistant.”
Wen Lan looked at him in surprise.
“Working outside can be exhausting. Leng Feng is meticulous and observant, and she understands your preferences. She has always been your personal assistant. If you’re going out, bringing her along would be the best choice.”
He spoke with complete seriousness.
Remembering how unfamiliar she still was with the outside world, Wen Lan finally nodded.
“Actually, there’s no need to rush. It’ll probably be some time before any photoshoot happens.”
She smiled helplessly.
Her legal husband really worried too much about her.
“Mm. I’m not in a hurry.”
Lu Zhixing nodded calmly.
Only the bright red tips of his ears betrayed him.
Seeing the obvious mismatch between his words and his expression, Wen Lan found him unbearably adorable.
She leaned forward and could not resist gently pinching his ear.
“Mm. You’re not in a hurry.”
Just as she was about to say something else, she suddenly heard movement nearby.
Letting go, Wen Lan turned toward the staircase.
There stood the little girl.
“Daddy, Mommy, what are you doing?”
Wen Wu tilted her head curiously as she looked at the two of them on the sofa.
Wen Lan cleared her throat lightly and beckoned her over.
The little girl ran over at full speed.
Before she could crash into the sofa, Wen Lan had already scooped her into her arms.
“Daddy, what were you two doing just now?”
Wen Wu looked curiously at Lu Zhixing, whose face was still bright red.
Wen Lan reached out and gently tickled the little girl’s ear.
Instantly, Wen Wu burst into delighted giggles.
Her innocent, childlike laughter immediately filled the living room.
“Where did you go to play just now?”
Only after Wen Wu stopped laughing did Wen Lan gently pinch the little girl’s chubby cheeks. They were wonderfully soft to the touch, and before she knew it, she had pinched them a few more times.
“I… I went to play with Brother Su Qing.”
Wen Wu had a sweet tongue. As long as someone was not much older than her, she generally called them “big brother.”
“Brother Su Qing has lots of fun wooden animals.”
As she spoke, the little girl excitedly pulled her treasured keepsake out of her pocket.
“Mommy, look! It’s a little bunny.”
Stretching her arm up as high as she could, she proudly showed it to Wen Lan.
Wen Lan took it from her.
It was a dark brown wooden carving of a rabbit.
Clearly handcrafted, it had been carved with remarkable skill. The little rabbit looked lively and lifelike, almost as though it could spring to life at any moment.
Lu Zhixing, who had moved over to sit beside them, examined it for a while before praising it.
“It’s quite beautiful.”
It possessed a simple, rustic charm.
“So, Dudu, did you thank Brother Su Qing?”
Lu Zhixing gently stroked the little girl’s soft hair.
“I did.”
Wen Wu answered seriously in her sweet, childish voice.
Wen Lan also patted her head before returning the wooden rabbit.
The moment Wen Wu got it back, she happily leaned against Wen Lan’s lap and began playing with it.
The tall, slender woman casually rested one arm along the edge of the sofa, subtly shielding the little child tucked safely beside her. The protective gesture spoke for itself.
Watching the scene, Lu Zhixing became slightly dazed.
This was the life he had always dreamed of.
His wife.
Their little girl.
And himself.
The three of them living together happily as one family.
…
Time passed quietly.
Wen Lan, her legal husband, and the little girl grew increasingly close. Other than sleeping in separate rooms at night, they interacted no differently from any ordinary married couple.
She also discovered that her legal husband especially loved cooking.
As soon as his injury had healed, he eagerly prepared one delicious dish after another. Their tastes were surprisingly similar, and his personality remained as gentle and easygoing as ever.
Whenever he cooked, Wen Lan would occasionally help him with simple tasks.
She herself was hopeless in the kitchen, so seeing Lu Zhixing capable of making so many different dishes filled her with admiration.
The little girl had also become extremely attached to her.
Every day she wanted Wen Lan to carry her, as though trying to make up for all the hugs she had missed over the past few years.
Wen Lan enjoyed every moment of it.
Of course, she had not forgotten her own plans.
She had intended to meet Zhou Nian, only to discover that she had also gone abroad. Looking at the location in Zhou Nian’s Moments, she saw that it was exactly the same as He Luo’s.
She could only wait until Zhou Nian returned home after enjoying her trip before discussing things with her.
“You’re going to Haimen District?”
Lu Zhixing looked up at Wen Lan in surprise.
Wen Lan nodded.
“Zhou Nian’s company is over there. I want to take a look.”
And while she was there, she could also familiarize herself with the surrounding neighborhood.
“Oh, right. Would you like me to drive you to work?”
She remembered that Lu Zhixing’s company was along the same route to Haimen District.
She could drop him off first before heading to 168 Chang’an Road in Haimen District.
Seeing Lu Zhixing remain silent, Wen Lan suddenly remembered that he had his own professional driver and company car.
She quickly changed the subject.
“I wonder where Dudu has run off to.”
“Yes!”
The man’s firm voice interrupted her.
“I want my wife to drive me.”
Lu Zhixing suddenly grabbed Wen Lan’s hand tightly, as though afraid she might go back on her word.
Staring intently at her, he was just about to say more when Wen Lan popped a small piece of egg tart into his mouth.
“I know.”
Looking at her legal husband, Wen Lan smiled helplessly.
“I’ll drive you.”
Only then did Lu Zhixing loosen his grip.
When he noticed the faint wrinkles his grip had left on the sleeve around her wrist, the tips of his ears immediately turned red.
Had I really grabbed her that hard?
“Eat a little more.”
Wen Lan handed him a glass of milk.
Watching him sip it in tiny, elegant mouthfuls like a kitten lapping milk, she found the sight oddly amusing.
Maybe… I should get a cat someday?
The thought suddenly crossed her mind.
She found herself unable to look away from Lu Zhixing.
He really did resemble a cat.
Outwardly aloof, yet secretly someone who loved acting spoiled.
Hm… what should I name it?