Wu Мangmang wеnt dоwnstаirs аnd fоund Lu Sui, who was drinking pоrridgе. "Comе have а bоwl оf роrridgе too."
Wu Мangmang shook her heаd. "I dоn’t eаt anуthing аftеr еight o’сlосk."
А gоod figurе relies entirеlу on sеlf-discipline.
Sрeaking оf figures, Wu Mаngmаng immеdiаtеlу rеmemberеd shе hadn’t уеt сlaimеd her рrizе. Her еуes swеpt over Lu Sui’s аbs, and she felt а раng of rеgret.
Lu Sui was still seriоuslу ill, sо evеn if thеу tооk рhotоs nоw, the rеsults wouldn’t bе optimаl. It would hаvе tо wait.
"Dоn’t fоrgеt thе prize yоu owe me oncе you’re bеtter," Wu Mаngmang sаid, wоrried Lu Sui might bаck out.
But before Lu Sui could speak, she continued, "Though you definitely won’t be able to exercise these next few days. Three days without training and your abs will soften. Once you’re better, remember to focus on training for a couple of days. Otherwise, I’m afraid your V-lines won’t look stunning enough in the photos."
Lu Sui closed his eyes, ignoring Wu Mangmang’s nonsense. "Why didn’t you notify me about what happened yesterday?"
Wu Mangmang took a sip of the milk in front of her. "I wanted to, but my phone broke, and I couldn’t remember your number."
Lu Sui motioned for Peter to bring him paper and a pen, then wrote down his number for Wu Mangmang. "Memorize it. I’ll check later."
Wu Mangmang’s jaw dropped in surprise. Was he trying to act out a teacher-and-student skit with her?
Still, it wasn’t a bad idea to memorize an emergency contact’s number. Neither Ms. Liu nor Boss Wu were reliable, so hopefully Mr. Lu would be a bit more dependable.
After finally memorizing Lu Sui’s utterly random ordinary phone number, Wu Mangmang couldn’t help but complain, "You’re not short on money. Couldn’t you get a nicer number?"
A string of 8s would be so much easier to remember.
Even Wu Mangmang’s phone number ended with 6666, okay?
Phone numbers, like license plates, were places to show off one’s "bigger"—something not to be taken lightly.
"This is my private number," Lu Sui said, implying it was better not to be too memorable to avoid harassment.
Wu Mangmang’s eyes curved into a smile as she moved closer to Lu Sui and sat down beside him. "Is it the kind of private number that’s always on, even during meetings, so I can reach you when even your assistant can’t?"
"Mhm," Lu Sui replied. "The kind I have to carry with me in a waterproof bag even when I shower."
Wu Mangmang widened her eyes. "Isn’t that a bit too much?"
Then, under Lu Sui’s look that said she was an idiot, she finally realized he was being sarcastic.
But truth be told, Wu Mangmang did exactly that—carrying her phone in a waterproof bag next to her while soaking in the bath.
As she fiddled with her rose gold phone, Wu Mangmang recalled the past and turned to ask Lu Sui, "Do you remember the first time we met?"
"No, I don’t," Lu Sui answered quickly.
"You were so stingy back then, saying I wasn’t worth a 6s. Do you feel like you’re eating your words now?" Wu Mangmang waved her phone in front of him.
"Yes," Lu Sui admitted bluntly.
His straightforward admission, without even trying to deny it, instantly robbed Wu Mangmang of her satisfaction.
But Wu Mangmang was bored, so she pressed on, "Does it hurt?"
"Blow on it for me, and it won’t hurt," Lu Sui said.
Delighted, Wu Mangmang leaned in and blew gently on Lu Sui’s cheek."It's not hurting here." Lu Sui's gaze drifted downward; his earlier mood had been completely ruined by Wu Mangmang's antics, but now it was showing signs of reviving.
Wu Mangmang naturally understood Lu Sui's meaning. When it comes to competing with men in shamelessness, women must take a step back.
So, it was better to use this precious time for sleep.
In the following days, Wu Mangmang naturally settled into staying at the Lu residence. Whenever she expressed a desire to return to her own home, Lu Sui would always conveniently cough a couple of times, prompting her to fetch water and attend to him.
Thus, Wu Mangmang officially entered what she defined as "temporary cohabitation."
However, Wu Mangmang was truly unaccustomed to being chauffeured around. This lifestyle of entering the life of a noble lady ten years ahead of schedule felt too decadent to her.
And it wasn't conducive to her solidarity with the masses.
So, she solemnly raised the issue with Lu Sui.
"Then I'll buy you a car," Lu Sui said.
Although accepting a car from a man meant having to accept the man himself, Wu Mangmang had already accepted this man first, so there was no harm in accepting a car as well.
"Actually, I sold my Hummer because of you," Wu Mangmang offered a somewhat affected excuse, implying: "Just get me a Hummer, and we'll be fine."
"That was indeed my fault," Lu Sui readily agreed. "What kind of car would you like?"
Wu Mangmang felt too embarrassed to outright say "Hummer," especially since it wasn't a cheap car. Asking for it directly would make her seem materialistic, which didn't align with her "green tea" persona.
"I like those tall, imposing cars with a great driving view, preferably ones that let me look down on other vehicles. The model should be tough and wild, ideally quite different from my own image, so that when people see me step out of the car, they'll go 'wow,'" Wu Mangmang vividly and poetically expressed her love for Hummers.
If it wasn't a Hummer, any SUV would do—she wasn't picky.
As long as it wasn't one of those low-slung sports cars.
"Your taste is quite unique," Lu Sui remarked.
Wu Mangmang replied, "Metersbonwe—taking the road less traveled."
Lu Sui nodded in agreement—it was indeed unconventional.
In the time that followed, Lu Sui went to his study to work, and Wu Mangmang thought she could finally indulge in playing on her phone without restraint. Little did she know, Lu Sui dragged her into his study, a place of great importance.
Wu Mangmang was highly alert to this. "I'll stay outside; I'd better not enter your study. That way, if you ever lose some document or if bidding prices get leaked in the future, I won't be under suspicion."
Under Lu Sui's sharp gaze, she quickly added, "I'm not saying you'd wrongfully suspect anyone. I'm afraid I might not be able to resist external temptations. If I ever make a wrong move and end up in jail, it wouldn't be good. And since I'm so beautiful, I'd definitely be mistreated."
Lu Sui pushed the chatterbox Wu Mangmang into the room. "Don't worry, important documents are all in the safe. You can't open it."
"Then let me try," Wu Mangmang said.
"If you enter the wrong password once, the alarm will go off. Turning it off requires a voice password," Lu Sui explained."The security measures are quite tight. Wait a moment." Wu Mangmang ran back to her room to fetch a pair of gloves and put them on. "Let me try your safe. When I was little, I used to play with my parents' safe for fun—it was quite amusing."
The police came to the door several times, and Wu Mangmang got a good spanking more than once.
After growing up and watching too many American spy movies, she became even more fascinated by scenes of cracking safes.
Wu Mangmang pressed her ear against the safe and listened, thinking about Lu Sui’s password. A birthday password would be too easy to crack, and a license plate number seemed too straightforward.
With a playful mindset, she entered the date of her first meeting with Lu Sui—the day she pretended to be a pregnant woman and got sued by him.
It actually opened!
In the shared shock of both Wu Mangmang and Lu Sui, the safe was unlocked.
Wu Mangmang felt extremely awkward, never expecting that Lu Sui had already been secretly infatuated with her to this extent.
"Uh, isn’t your safe a bit too easy to open? Doesn’t it require fingerprints or iris scans? I suggest you replace it as soon as possible." Wu Mangmang tried to avoid mutual embarrassment.
"How did you know?" Lu Sui’s face displayed the most profound look of "shock" he had ever shown.
"I just entered it randomly," Wu Mangmang quickly replied.
"How did you know Tangyuan’s pedigree certificate number?" Lu Sui’s expression turned very serious.
"What certificate number? Isn’t this the date of our first meeting? 160504," Wu Mangmang said.
Sometimes coincidences in reality far exceed what you can imagine.
Lu Sui couldn’t help but smile. "Sorry, I misunderstood."
"What species is Tangyuan?" Wu Mangmang asked.
"A horse I raised when I was little," Lu Sui replied.
Wu Mangmang shrugged. "That’s just too much of a coincidence. It’s practically fate declaring that you love me."
Lu Sui couldn’t be bothered to respond.
Wu Mangmang added, "See, you just said there was no problem, and now look what happened. This shows there really is suspicion of impropriety." After saying this, she tried to leave.
"It’s fine. There’s nothing in the safe anyway."
Wu Mangmang reluctantly stayed.
"Why do you remember the date of our first meeting so clearly?" Lu Sui casually asked.
"Because..." your behavior at the time was outrageous! But Wu Mangmang didn’t dare say that, so she lied through her teeth: "I don’t know why. I can’t remember other dates, but this one is crystal clear in my mind. I guess it’s fate."
The corners of Lu Sui’s lips lifted slightly.
Wu Mangmang felt she was one step closer to the Hummer. Thinking about it, it really did seem a bit shameless—almost on par with Wù Dàndàn calling Lu Sui "Dad."
As Double Eleven approached, Wu Mangmang’s shopping cart was already filled with more than enough items. Taking advantage of Lu Sui’s work time, she curled up on the sofa in his study and started deleting the items that had increased in price one by one.
"What are you doing? Is the apocalypse coming?" Lu Sui’s voice came from behind Wu Mangmang’s shoulder as he looked at the variety of snacks in her shopping cart, mostly beef jerky and rabbit meat, and couldn’t help but ask.
Wu Mangmang exclaimed, "You’re already done with work?" That was way too fast.
"Mhm," Lu Sui responded. "Can you finish all this before it expires?"Wu Mangmang said, "It's fine, I can give them away. But I want big data to know that this lady is an invincible foodie who's tried everything, so don't even think about sending me fakes. And your big data statistics are terrifying—I need to push down the proportion of things I've bought before and reshape my image as a foodie."
"Promising," Lu Sui praised.
But in reality, no matter how high-sounding Wu Mangmang's excuses were, she simply enjoyed the thrill of receiving packages—it felt like the whole world was giving her gifts.
On Double Eleven, Wu Mangmang's Alipay balance was completely drained. Perhaps emboldened by having a boyfriend, she even emptied her debit card and maxed out her credit card. Her salary would only be enough for the minimum payment next month.
But it didn't matter—she could still pay in installments.
Now that Lu Sui covered her food and housing, Wu Mangmang could be considered part of the net-income crowd.
The happiest thing, however, was that Lu Sui called her today to say he had a holiday gift for her.
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