Althоugh Мiss Wu's mаjоr рsycholоgiсal issues hаd alreаdу hеаlеd, hаbit kept hеr continuing with her unreliable nаturе.
Evеn aftеr giving birth, Wu Маngmаng still cоuldn't undеrstаnd hоw Lu Sui, аfter bеing so pickу аll thesе years, hаd ended uр falling into hеr рit. Аlthоugh shе wаs аs beautiful аs а flowеr, shе didn't рossеss the сhаrm of universаllу belоved moneу, so she askеd Lu Sui sеvеral timеs for the reаsоn.
Мr. Lu simplу hеld thеir sоn аnd tоssed а "уou'rе reаlly boring" lоok аt Мrs. Lu.
"Sо when ехасtly did you stаrt having feelings for me?" Wu Мangmang pеrsistently сhasеd аfter Lu Sui tо ask.
Lu Sui stopped walking, slightly furrowing his brows as if thinking. After about thirty seconds, Mr. Lu offered an answer: "That question is really hard to answer. If you keep asking, my fondness for you might drop into negative numbers."
"Is it fun for you to keep hiding and concealing like this?" Wu Mangmang stomped her foot in dissatisfaction behind him.
Lu Sui turned around, gently patting their son's back, but his eyes swept over Wu Mangmang from head to toe and back again, then he sneered coldly: "Is it fun for you to keep putting on airs and pretending? It's been three months since you gave birth."
Wu Mangmang immediately felt embarrassed. Even someone as transcendent and refined as Mr. Lu still constantly remembered the indispensable evening entertainment activities.
But during these three months, except for not moving much during her postpartum confinement, Wu Mangmang had been persistently working on her figure. However, her belly had slimmed down too quickly, causing the skin on her stomach to become loose like a membrane. It would take time to tighten up again, and the strict-with-herself Wu Mangmang absolutely refused to present her imperfect side before Mr. Lu.
Besides, Wu Mangmang knew that Lu Sui was a complete navel fetishist. Back on the yacht when they barely knew each other, he had kept staring at her navel.
Thus, one was hiding and concealing, the other was putting on airs and pretending—both were extremely unhappy deep down. However, their wedding anniversary was approaching, and no matter how much they annoyed each other, they had to be sweet on this day.
Actually, there wasn't anything particularly novel about wedding anniversary activities—it was still just dinner and receiving gifts. Wu Mangmang thought that since Mr. Lu didn't understand romance, she would create it herself.
The restaurant she booked was the same one where she and Lu Sui first met. There, she had asked him: "Sir, I heard the 6S is out, and I really want to buy one. Are you interested?"
How had Lu Sui answered her back then?
"You're not worth the price of a 6S."
Wu Mangmang walked into the restaurant wearing a white A-line chiffon dress, sporting shiny black bobbed hair. Her eyes were the most beautiful part of her features—clear and sparkling, naturally appearing as if she wore colored contacts. Her lips were painted with a strategic red that made her skin look fair with a rosy glow, flawlessly stunning.
Although she was already a mother, with this hairstyle and youthfully styled dress, she looked like a twenty-one or twenty-two-year-old college student.
Only her slightly fuller chest hinted at a touch of mature charm.
Such a beauty immediately attracted the attention of most men in the restaurant upon entering. The remaining men who didn't look at her were either nearsighted or henpecked.
Wu Mangmang walked up to Lu Sui and spoke reservedly: "Sir, is this seat taken?"Lu Sui glanced at Wu Mangmang: "I'm waiting for my wife."
As if she hadn't understood, Wu Mangmang sat down directly: "But your wife hasn't arrived yet, has she?" She threw a distorted, flirtatious glance at Lu Sui. "Is your wife prettier than me?"
Wu Mangmang's exaggerated movements made Lu Sui's eyes ache: "Can you speak properly?"
Wu Mangmang frowned, knowing this man hadn't grasped her meaning. She adjusted her posture, then straightened the chest Lu Sui's gaze had been lingering on: "Sir, I heard the 6S is out. I really want to buy one—are you interested?"
Lu Sui narrowed his eyes. Was this girl putting on another act?
"Not interested," Lu Sui said indifferently.
Wu Mangmang was angry. Lu Sui was really not giving her any face, so she picked up her handbag and walked out. Lu Sui didn't even try to stop her.
Just after leaving the restaurant, Wu Mangmang received a call from Lu Sui. She huffed angrily into the phone, and Lu Sui's voice came from the other end: "Why aren't you here yet? Just now, a quite pretty female student came over to chat me up."
Mr. Lu was first-rate at coaxing his wife. Wu Mangmang immediately turned her anger into a smile: "Oh? And were you tempted?"
"No one in this world can compare to my wife," Lu Sui said.
"What if that female student looked just like your wife?" Wu Mangmang asked.
"Still no," Lu Sui replied.
Wu Mangmang reappeared before Lu Sui and said seriously, "So, if you'd already had a wife back then, even if I had appeared before you, you wouldn't have been interested, right?"
"I wouldn't joke about my family," Lu Sui said.
On one hand, Wu Mangmang felt reassured—she knew Lu Sui always cherished his family. But on the other hand, she felt dissatisfied. Couldn't her own charm attract Mr. Lu?
Women always fantasize that a man would cast aside all worldly entanglements for them, throwing caution to the wind—only then would they feel their charm had been proven.
"Then can I think this way: the only reason I became Mrs. Lu is because I happened to appear at the right time?" Wu Mangmang asked.
Lu Sui said, "That's our fate. Just like, if I had appeared when you were in high school, would you have been willing to be my girlfriend?"
Wu Mangmang was stumped. Back then, Cheng Yue was by her side. Even if Lu Sui had appeared, she thought she wouldn't have given him a second glance.
Life is just this wondrous. Two people who could have loved each other, if they meet at the wrong time, can only pass by with regret.
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