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Chu Tianshu gazed at Jiang Furong with burning intensity.
His eyes resembled those of a restless teenage boy suddenly spotting his secret crush.
His dark pupils shone with an almost frightening brightness.
Jiang Furong couldn’t bring herself to meet his gaze.
Perhaps it was the early summer morning, where even the breeze felt too tender, that made his voice sound even more captivating as it softly caressed her eardrums.
She struggled to control her increasingly unruly heartbeat.
Chu Tianshu smiled with crescent-shaped eyes and continued unprompted: “Darling, seeing you today suddenly reminded me of our high school days… Those were truly wonderful times!”
Back when they were still students, their biggest worries were exams – how carefree they had been, with the campus filled with bright laughter.
Chu Tianshu said: “I somewhat regret never having experienced a proper romance in this lifetime.”
To be precise, in two lifetimes.
Due to his reasonably good qualifications, personality traits, and certain private reservations, he had been somewhat particular about relationships.
After being strung along by Shen Miaoyan for several years, then becoming preoccupied with making money… he hadn’t just missed out on romance – most of the time, he hadn’t even felt desire.
Looking back now, Chu Tianshu genuinely found it meaningless, utterly meaningless.
What use were billions in wealth when he could only spend so little of it?
He had even sacrificed most of his enjoyment time for the sake of earning money.
At the end of his short life, he had possessed neither love nor family bonds. The one or two close friends he’d had maintained relationships as light as water.
Seeing his youthful and beautiful wife today, still as pure as during their school days, with every strand of her hair exuding femininity –
Immediately, every cell in his body screamed –
I, WANT, TO, FALL, IN, LOVE!
This time, I want to have a never-ending romance with her!
Jiang Furong looked down at the vibrant flowers, their fragrance washing over her like a beautiful dream – much like love itself.
But she was no longer a young girl.
Without looking at him, she suddenly asked: “What will we do when these flowers wither?Quick-witted Chu Tianshu keenly sensed that there seemed to be something unsaid in the words.
He smiled and said: “Then I’ll bring you fresh ones every day, so they’ll never wither. I’ve grown many of these flowers. What else do you like?”
Jiang Furong looked up in surprise: “You grew them? You didn’t buy them?”
“I grew them myself, cut them myself, though my wrapping is rather ugly since I never learned flower arrangement…” Seizing the opportunity to impress, Chu Tianshu extended his hand, “Look, I got pricked several times!”
Jiang Furong glanced at his hand but seemed to see nothing.
Chu Tianshu: “Ah, they’ve already healed now, after drinking…”
After drinking the Spirit Spring Water’s healing effects.
He looked at his wife, feeling somewhat inclined to tell her about the Wedding Ring Space. After all, it was a Jiang family heirloom.
Moreover, he would definitely grow more crops in the future. As his business gradually expanded, people around him would inevitably wonder where all the high-quality products came from.
But now wasn’t the right time to confess to her.
She still seemed like a startled bird – though she deeply loved him in her heart, she remained reluctant to interact with him, afraid of being hurt again. This was a form of self-protection.
He would tell her after they remarried.
Jiang Furong glanced at his fingers, then at him, pressing her pink lips together.
She somewhat doubted how he could have possibly grown flowers.
He can’t even buy groceries properly, let alone grow anything. He managed to kill even a cactus.
Chu Tianshu stopped joking with himself and declared loudly again: “Ms. Jiang Furong, I have a romance I need to discuss with you!”
Jiang Furong glanced inside the house and urged anxiously: “Don’t be so loud…”
What if the neighbors heard? Wasn’t he embarrassed?
Chu Tianshu stared intently at her. Jiang Furong glared at him, then like a mimosa plant, lowered her head again.
The blush on her fair, rosy cheeks became increasingly noticeable, as if she’d applied rouge.
Seeing his wife’s delicate neck bowed so shyly, Chu Tianshu couldn’t help but laugh—
You’ve already borne me two children, and you’re still getting shy!
Though… thinking of a certain matter, he felt somewhat embarrassed too… Ah, it’s too complicated to explain!
The more Chu Tianshu looked at her, the more he found his wife utterly adorable in her shyness, making his heart itch with affection.
He said: “Wife, you absolutely must not agree to me!”
Jiang Furong raised her clear, bright eyes in confusion, her face full of bewilderment.
Based on experience and intuition, she knew this man was about to start his nonsense again!
Chu Tianshu said with a serious expression: “You must hold firm and don’t agree to me for now. Let me pursue you for a while—I want to experience what it feels like to miss you so much I can’t sleep.
You should firmly reject me, make me restless and anxious, unable to sleep at night. It’d be best if I developed lovesickness!”
Jiang Furong: “…”
Why was he not following the usual script?
She blinked her round almond-shaped eyes, completely speechless.
He had managed to stump her!
But regarding this matter, Aunt Zhen had told her last night: If Chu Tianshu was sincerely repentant, it wouldn’t be impossible to test him for a while.
He should properly court her. What they missed experiencing when they were young, they could make up for now.
What you can’t have always keeps you restless, while those who are favored feel secure.
Things obtained too easily are never truly cherished. This is especially true in love.
“I wasn’t planning to agree with you anyway,” Jiang Furong said, putting on a stern face while holding the bouquet.
Her mind was somewhat chaotic, echoing with Chu Tianshu’s words “missing you so much I can’t sleep.”
For some reason, while her heart fluttered like a little deer, a wave of jealousy also surged within her.
She was getting angry!
When had he ever missed her like that before?
Wasn’t it that woman he was thinking of?
She knew him well enough. Chu Tianshu had admitted himself that Shen Miaoyan fulfilled all his fantasies of an ideal partner—
Pure and beautiful, elegant, lively and cheerful, from a big city, well-traveled, from a good family…
In short, a perfect “white rich beauty.”
Most importantly, Jiang Furong had only transferred to his school when Chu Tianshu was 16. But he had known Shen Miaoyan since he was 15.
That night, he had fallen into a construction pit in the suburbs, shouting for help with no response. Late into the night, Shen Miaoyan and her relatives passed by, called the fire department for him, waited until he was rescued, and even took him to the hospital…
A life-saving grace.
Jiang Furong could understand—back then he was cold, hungry, nearly drowned, and Shen Miaoyan appeared like a fairy descending from heaven!
If it were her, saved by a handsome boy, she might have been smitten too.
Ah, liking and not liking someone never follow logic.
Sometimes it only takes a very, very small reason.
However, with two children already, Jiang Furong had become much more detached about love.
Love is just seasoning—life itself is what truly matters.
The worst outcome would be a complete divorce, never seeing each other again, becoming strangers forever.
So this time…
Thinking of Shen Miaoyan, she felt much more at ease.
Now she had the confidence to discuss this matter with him, as if talking about a complete stranger.
Jiang Furong asked, “What about Shen Miaoyan? Don’t you miss her?”
Hiss!
Such a calm tone—Chu Tianshu sensed a hint of danger.
He replied with equal composure, “Not anymore. Would you like to know why?”