To avoid harassment from my brother-in-law, I got married to a wealthy man

Gao Ning's confidence made Fu Nanzhou silent for a moment. His long fingers pressed stiffly on the phone screen for a long time without moving.

He knew that Gao Ning saw through him at a glance.

Gao Ning knew him very well, which was one of the reasons why he was with Gao Ning in the first place.

After carefully choosing his words, Fu Nanzhou replied: Gao Ning, I am 30 years old. I am not at the age to talk about love, and I don’t have that passion. For me, I am very satisfied with my current marriage, and I am also very satisfied with Lu Xi as my wife.

Gao Ning: But after all, you still don't love her. I heard that your wife is only 22 years old, has never been in love, and is as clean as a blank sheet of paper. Do you think she wants a plain marriage rather than a passionate and sweet love? It's not that you don't have passion, it's just that your wife can't give you passion. Nanzhou, I can give it to you, and only I can ignite your passion, please admit it.

These words stung Fu Nanzhou's heart.

But what he was thinking about was not what Gao Ning would say next, but whether Lu Xi would be dissatisfied with her current marital status?

Is his marriage with Lu Xi dull and dull?

That's right, she is still so young, still a lively girl, longing for romance, sweetness and passion.

Maybe he should ask Lu Xi.

Even if you can't give her the love she wants, you should give her the marriage she wants.

Fu Nanzhou: Gao Ning, it’s already early morning. I need to rest with my wife. We’ll talk later.

His indifferent tone, although sounding polite, revealed a sense of alienation. He believed Gao Ning could see that he was distancing himself from the matter.

Sure enough, there was no reply from WeChat.

Fu Nanzhou pressed his itchy eyes. Even if he couldn’t sleep, he should close his eyes. Otherwise, the more he looked at his phone, the less sleepy he would feel. He would have no chance of resting tonight.

**

After Lu Yao fell asleep, Lu Xi quietly got out of bed.

She was a little worried about Mr. Fu. There was only a sofa outside. He might not be used to sleeping there. Moreover, he liked to turn on the air conditioner and cover himself with a quilt. Without a quilt, he would catch a cold.

Lu Xi carefully walked to the living room outside, but saw Fu Nanzhou just lying on the sofa without taking off his shoes. His breathing was very shallow and she didn't know if he was asleep.

She gently took off his shoes and brought the blanket to cover him.

Lu Xi was very cautious, but when she looked up, she met his dark eyes and was startled.

Fu Nanzhou smiled and lowered his voice, "Did you get scared?"

Lu Xi nodded and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Fu, are you still awake, or did I wake you up?"

Fu Nanzhou patted the sofa next to him and said, "Come on, let's chat for a while."

Lu Xi blinked her black and white eyes, glanced towards her sister's ward, and gently lay down next to Fu Nanzhou.

But Fu Nanzhou's arms were lying there, and after Lu Xi lay down, he closed his arms and gently held Lu Xi in his arms.

The sofa was wide and both of them were thin enough, so there was enough space for them to lie together.

"What do you want to talk about, Mr. Fu?"

"I want to ask, for girls your age, what is considered romantic?"

Lu Xi thought about it seriously, "Holding hands together to eat in the cafeteria, sitting on the same side, eating from the same plate; sitting on the back of my boyfriend's bicycle, hugging his waist, feeling the summer breeze; being carried on the boy's back, walking together on the playground filled with moonlight on a summer night; sitting on my boyfriend's lap, letting him teach me to play the guitar. And um..."

Lu Xi tried hard to recall the campus couples she saw when she was in school.

Every time she saw him, she felt it was so sweet and romantic, and secretly looked forward to having a boyfriend like him someday.

It's just that her life is too busy, she doesn't have more time to discover sweetness or have a boyfriend.

Fu Nanzhou frowned and smiled bitterly. Is this a generation gap? Why doesn't he feel romantic at all?

Who rides a bicycle now? It's hot in the summer and cold in the winter.

The playground in the park is full of old men and women running around. Is it convenient to take a walk?

Playing the guitar… He could probably learn it, but he didn’t know if he had enough time.

"Mr. Fu, aren't you sleepy?" Lu Xi yawned. She was really sleepy.

Fu Nanzhou was also a little tired, and he said "hmm" and closed his eyes.

He is not a pretentious or picky person, and he is not as troublesome as some rich young masters, but he is very particular about his bed.

However, Fu Nanzhou, who always had very high requirements for bedding, suddenly felt tired at this moment and fell asleep quickly while hugging Lu Xi.

Lu Xi listened to Fu Nanzhou's even breathing and her face turned red. She always felt that lying together with Mr. Fu like this, they were like an old couple.

Lu Xi also closed her eyes. When she was half asleep, Fu Nanzhou's cell phone on the coffee table vibrated.

Lu Xi's heart skipped a beat, and she was worried that she would disturb Mr. Fu, so she quickly reached out to take it, and happened to see Gao Ning's WeChat message.

The message displayed on the screen interface is: Nanzhou, do you know the romance and sweetness that we liked when we were at that age and in love?

Lu Xi felt a poke in the heart.

No wonder Mr. Fu asked her that question just now, it turned out to be because of Gao Ning?

She bit her lip. Knowing Mr. Fu's lock screen password, she could actually unlock it, but wouldn't she be very disrespectful to Mr. Fu by doing so?

That time in the study, Mr. Fu got angry because I moved the book. If I peeked at his phone again this time, and it was Gao Ning's WeChat, Mr. Fu would definitely be even angrier.

When Lu Xi was struggling, Gao Ning called.

The phone vibrated loudly, and Lu Xi picked it up subconsciously, "Hello..."

She thought she made a sound, but her voice was hoarse and she deliberately lowered it, so it couldn't be heard over there.

Instead, there was deafening music on the other end of the phone, mixed with fluent English conversations between a man and a woman.

"Jan, is that your boyfriend?"

“Yeh.”

Gao Ning agreed and replied to the phone, "Nanzhou, do you still have my book? Do you know why I gave you that book? Because that book is about love, and it has the sweetness and romance that I want."

Lu Xi's throat tightened and her body became a little stiff. "Sorry, I'm not Mr. Fu. He just went to bed."

"Who... are you?" Gao Ning hesitated.

Lu Xi said calmly, "I am his wife. If you have anything to say, I can help you convey it."

Gao Ning was silent for a moment, and his clear voice was full of mockery, "It's very rude to answer someone else's call casually, do you know that?"

Lu Xi bit her lip and said, "I'm not someone else, I'm his wife!"

"But he doesn't love you, Miss Lu? Your marriage was originally based on impulse. He married you because you look like me. Are you really willing to stay with him even if you have to be my substitute? Do you think this kind of marriage is what you want?"

"This is my business. I will tell Mr. Fu about Miss Gao's call. He is asleep now, so please don't disturb him anymore."

Gao Ning was stunned, and suddenly sneered, "I heard that you are a gentle girl, but I didn't expect you to be so sharp-tongued. Does Nanzhou know that you are so hypocritical?! Should this be called a 'bitch' or a 'tea'?"