Wu Chunhe exchanged contact information with Xu Zilin before getting out of the car, saying it would be convenient to contact him directly if anything happened in the future.

Then an aunt surnamed Cui came out to greet the young man. Aunt Cui was very enthusiastic. After leading him in, she took him on a tour of the villa and arranged a room for him.

Seeing his pale face, she asked if he was hungry or cold, and was about to get him a blanket and hot water, treating him like a freezing kitten. Wu Chunhe quickly stopped her. This was quite different from the “housekeeper” in Wu Chunhe’s previous understanding, but he didn’t dislike it.

On the contrary, he rather liked it…

The tense young man relaxed a lot.

Except that the magnificent villa made Wu Chunhe a little dizzy…

Finally, Wu Chunhe was forcefully given a cup of hot milk. Aunt Cui said casually, “Master Wu, feel free to wander around. If you’re hungry, tell me, and if you’re tired, go back to your room to rest. I’ll go unpack your luggage.”

Wu Chunhe nodded obediently, a faint pink blush on his lips, his voice thin, like a quiet stream, “Thank you, Aunt Cui.”

The villa was exceptionally large, with a European-style luxurious decoration, and the color scheme was all golden. Even the sofa and wall lamps were actually inlaid with gold. Wu Chunhe held the milk in his slender white fingers and came to the floor-to-ceiling window. Outside the villa was a spacious courtyard. Besides a large fountain in the center, there was only a patch of grassy lawn bathed in sunlight, bare and without any embellishment.

This villa’s decoration style, coupled with the empty courtyard, made Wu Chunhe’s light eyebrows furrow slightly.

He heard that the decoration style could reflect a person’s personality and style. The young man was a little worried that if their personalities didn’t match, he wouldn’t get along well with Mr. Lu in the future. He didn’t like conflicts.

Thinking this, he finished the milk. Wu Chunhe walked to the bar counter to wash the cup, when Aunt Cui came down and saw him, she quickly stopped the young man. After washing the cup, Aunt Cui started to make tea.

Wu Chunhe was puzzled, “Aunt Cui, what’s this?”

Aunt Cui smiled, “Assistant Xu told me that Mr. Lu will be back soon, and asked me to prepare the tea first.”

While making tea, Wu Chunhe watched Aunt Cui, thinking of his earlier worries, and an idea came to him, “Aunt Cui, can I make the tea?”

Aunt Cui was about to refuse, but when she turned around and saw the young man’s slightly trembling eyelashes and gentle, melancholy blue eyes, she couldn’t help but tremble. Before she could react, she had already agreed. Aunt Cui couldn’t help but sigh, this child was too captivating.

Night was approaching. A Maybach sped down the road, like an eagle breaking through the sky.

The setting sun shone through the gaps in the car window, illuminating the snow-white contract. A pair of large hands with prominent veins were flipping through it. Above them was a three-dimensional handsome face, with a profound and unpredictable expression.

Xu Zilin glanced at the rearview mirror, a little worried about the soft-tempered and seemingly fragile young Master Wu. He wondered if their boss’s temper would scare him to tears…

The Maybach pulled up in front of the villa and stopped. The rear door opened, revealing a pair of straight and powerful legs above black leather shoes. The man was exceptionally tall, his suit stretched taut by his muscles, his aura strong.

After entering the villa, Lu Guihong looked around but didn’t see anyone. He casually unbuttoned his shirt, handed the contract to Aunt Cui who walked over, took off his suit, and asked casually, “Where is he?”

Aunt Cui took the contract and handed him a glass of water with her other hand. Hearing this, she couldn’t help but open up, “He’s in the study. Assistant Xu told me earlier that he would be back late, so I went to tell Young Master Wu to rest and not wait, but this child insisted on waiting in the study.”

Aunt Cui’s tone was full of heartache.

Lu Guihong paused his drinking. He looked towards the closed study on the second floor and raised an eyebrow.

The young master, who had been pampered by the Wu family, would insist on waiting this long, which was a little unexpected to Lu Guihong.

But it was only for a moment. Lu Guihong didn’t have any thoughts about this kind of young man. His marriage to the Wu family, which helped this crumbling family, was merely for profit.

He put down his water glass, took the contract, and went upstairs.

The study door was closed. Lu Guihong casually reached for the handle and pushed it down.

The study was lit, and everything seemed warm and peaceful under the warm light. A slender young man stood by the bookshelf, reading a book. His long, black hair, like satin, clung to his pale and sickly side face as he lowered his head, his ponytail obediently resting on his shoulder blades.

His long and curled eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings with each blink. His slender, white hand turned a page, and then his petal-like pink lips seemed to purse slightly because of the plot in the book.

The young man seemed so engrossed that he didn’t notice anyone coming in.

Lu Guihong raised an eyebrow. He walked up to him, a shadow falling on the book. The young man paused his reading, as if he had just realized it and looked up, a little flustered in his beautiful eyes. He hesitated and said, “Mr. Lu?”

His voice was also thin as silk, like moonlight and flowing water.

Unknowingly, Lu Guihong was stunned for a moment by this impactful beauty.

He stared intently at those light blue eyes, seeing to the bottom, for a few seconds before shifting his gaze, and responded softly, “Mm.”

The man’s expression was calm, without the gloomy aura he had in the car earlier.

“Come and sit.”

Wu Chunhe looked at the tall and handsome man. Although he was prepared, he had just come of age, and meeting his betrothed, he couldn’t be mature and composed. Wu Chunhe was inevitably a little nervous and uneasy, quickly putting the book back and sitting opposite the man.

He looked at the gentleman obediently and gracefully.

The young man was well-behaved, which made Lu Guihong, who had intended to directly discuss the contract, hesitate for a moment.

So, Lu Guihong made a rare detour. He moved the contract to the young man’s side, his voice low, “Take a look first.”

“Okay.” Although puzzled, Wu Chunhe still nodded obediently and then looked through it.

For a time, only the sound of turning pages remained in the study. The agreement roughly stated that the marriage could be dissolved after the cooperation between the two families reached its maximum benefit for both sides, as well as some matters during the marriage, such as providing him with material needs and cooperating in attending certain events.

After reading it, before Wu Chunhe could digest it, Lu Guihong’s voice was low, cold, and casual:

“Our marriage is a matter of mutual benefit. I’m not interested in you… a pampered child.”

“If there’s no problem with this agreement, sign it.”

Wu Chunhe was startled and looked up at him.

Lu Guihong sat in the office chair, his hands crossed on the table, his collar open, revealing a section of wheat-colored skin. His features were sharp and handsome, his eyes carrying an air of overlooking everything, his gaze cold and sharp.

A little fierce.

Before the marriage, Wu Chunhe had heard of the other party’s name and rumors, most of which said that he acted decisively and forcefully, relying on the fact that Lu’s enterprise’s development direction was heavily supported, and that he was difficult to get along with.

He didn’t know how much of these rumors were true, but it seemed that being difficult to get along with was true.

Wu Chunhe blinked.

But this agreement was not bad for Wu Chunhe. On the contrary, seeing that the marriage could be dissolved later, he felt relieved.

Thus, Lu Guihong watched the young man in front of him stare at him for a few seconds, then blink, his pale face nodding, without asking anything, he took the pen and signed his name, and pressed his fingerprint.

As Wu Chunhe lowered his head to sign, his ponytail swayed, and Lu Guihong saw the end of his hair brushing against the young man’s collarbone, swaying back and forth as he wrote, and after a while, that area of skin began to turn pink, showing how fragile the young man’s skin was.

Lu Guihong frowned.

After finally pressing his fingerprint, Lu Guihong naturally shifted his gaze, seeing the unusually red fingertips against the pale fingers. These two images reminded him of the Wu family’s young master’s weak constitution. Somehow, the blunt words he was about to say took a turn, his tone softening, “Go wash your hands. You must be tired, go back and rest.”

After hearing this, Wu Chunhe first looked up at the untouched tea on the table, then thought for a moment. After coming here, he had thought about getting along well, at least avoiding conflict, but after meeting and signing the agreement, he shouldn’t go out of his way. Thinking this, he nodded obediently without saying anything.

The young man’s face was pale and bloodless. Lowering his head and nodding like this made him look exceptionally obedient and pitifully cute.

Lu Guihong stared at the young man’s thin back as he left. After the door closed, he picked up the agreement.

<Wu Chunhe>

The name was beautiful, and the handwriting matched the person, graceful and elegant, like a beautiful painting.

Thinking of the young man’s gaze just now, Lu Guihong looked at the tea on the table. He came back late, and didn’t ask Aunt Cui to make a new pot, the tea should be cold, but inexplicably, he picked it up and took a sip.

It was warm.

After washing his hands, Wu Chunhe returned to his room. He had taken a look at this room when Aunt Cui led him to see it. After that, Wu Chunhe had stayed in the study waiting. It wasn’t good to go back to the room to rest before even meeting for the first time.

Moreover, Assistant Xu had said that the other party needed to discuss cohabitation matters with him.

After signing the marriage agreement, Wu Chunhe understood the other party’s meaning, and there was no need to say much about the cohabitation matters. It was probably just that both sides would not interfere with each other.

Wu Chunhe looked around. The room was large, with the same luxurious decoration as the living room. Wu Chunhe first recorded a video for his busy parents, telling them that everything was fine and they didn’t have to worry about him. As for the contract… he didn’t mention it.

He shouldn’t add to their psychological burden.

If they knew what was written in the agreement, that the marriage could be dissolved after the two sides maximized their interests, his parents would definitely work hard to dissolve the marriage quickly for him.

After a busy day, everything finally settled down, and a wave of fatigue came over him belatedly.

The young man’s long hair scattered on the dark red bed, the bed used a hard mattress. Wu Chunhe frowned, but soon fatigue came over him, his breathing gradually slowing down.

…

The dazzling and luxurious chandelier illuminated the hall’s luxurious furniture, making it look even more expensive.

The European-style dark brown solid wood long table was carved with patterns, luxurious and extravagant, with steaming dishes on it.