Chapter 11: Her Husband Was Just a Bit Foolish

The drive was silent. As they neared the Fu Family’s home, Mo Chenglin thought for a moment and slowly said: “Since you’ve married him, I hope you’ll truly be good to him.”

Qiao Yanyan thought of the evil supporting character named Qiao Yanyan in the book. But she wasn’t that person—she would never do anything to hurt Fu Shiyuan.

Now, she genuinely felt happy for Fu Shiyuan. He still had a few true friends who cared about him.

But on her face, she wore a look of irritation and said: “You’d better watch your mouth. If you keep saying things to Shiyuan, whether they’re true or not, I won’t let you off.”

Mo Chenglin looked at the little woman’s demeanor, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly.

The car stopped in front of the villa. Qiao Yanyan nudged the sleeping Fu Shiyuan and said: “We’re home. Wake up!”

Fu Shiyuan woke up, rubbed his eyes, and got out of the car with Qiao Yanyan. He didn’t forget to say to Mo Chenglin: “Chenglin, thank you for driving me and my wife home.”

“No need to thank me, Shiyuan. It’s getting late, go rest.”

Then Mo Chenglin watched as Fu Shiyuan and Qiao Yanyan held hands and walked into the house together.

Looking at their backs, they actually seemed like a good match.

If only Shiyuan weren’t foolish—it would be so much better!

He had once been their big brother, someone who could call the wind and summon the rain in the business world. That was all before the accident three years ago. After waking up, he had become simple-minded. The doctor had diagnosed his intelligence as equivalent to that of a young child.

Because of that, his fiancée broke off the engagement and left him…

No one expected that Shiyuan would be the first among them to get married. As for this marriage—he could only hope Qiao Yanyan would treat Shiyuan well from now on.

The couple returned to their room. Qiao Yanyan asked: “Shiyuan, can you bathe by yourself?”

Fu Shiyuan grinned from ear to ear. “Of course I can.”

“Then go take a bath quickly. Once you’re done, I’ll go. After that, we’ll sleep. I’m sleepy.”

“I got it, Wife.” Fu Shiyuan entered the bathroom.

Qiao Yanyan searched the wardrobe for pajamas. After a few minutes, Fu Shiyuan came out from the bathroom. She was just about to go in when she saw Shiyuan with a towel wrapped around his waist, drying his hair with another towel.

His upper body was bare, revealing eight-pack abs and a perfect waistline. The towel was loosely tied around his waist, looking like it could fall off at any moment.

Qiao Yanyan’s face instantly turned red, and she averted her gaze.

Even though Fu Shiyuan was foolish, his body was really nice!

“Wife, I’m done showering. It’s your turn!” Fu Shiyuan said behind her.

Qiao Yanyan stole another glance at his body before rushing into the bathroom.

Fu Shiyuan followed to the bathroom door and called out: “Wife, can I sleep on the bed tonight too?”

“You can!”

Fu Shiyuan lay happily on the bed. Being able to sleep on the bed made him very happy!

Even more so because he could sleep beside his wife.

By the time Qiao Yanyan finished showering and blow-drying her hair, a long time had passed. She came out and saw that Fu Shiyuan hadn’t fallen asleep yet.

Fu Shiyuan sat on the bed in short-sleeved pajamas and shorts. When he saw Qiao Yanyan, he immediately sat upright. “Wife, you’re done? I’ve been waiting for you!”

“Waiting for what? If you’re sleepy, just sleep.”

“But I want to sleep with you.”

Qiao Yanyan sat down on the bed. “Mm, hurry and lie down, let’s sleep.”

They lay down together. Fu Shiyuan moved closer to Qiao Yanyan. They were very close. Qiao Yanyan tried to push him away, but couldn’t, so she said: “Shiyuan, move away from me a bit. You’re too close—I can’t sleep like this.”

“Oh.” Fu Shiyuan moved back a little.

Qiao Yanyan turned over, her back facing him, and closed her eyes.

“Wife, are you asleep?”

“Mm. Good night.”

“Good night, Wife.” Fu Shiyuan looked at the back of Qiao Yanyan’s head and fell asleep.

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On the other side—

Fu Shixu was driving Su An’an home. Su An’an was dozing off in the passenger seat.

Fu Shixu activated autopilot and kept his eyes on her the whole time.

When An’an was asleep, she looked so delicate, her skin like porcelain. He couldn’t help but reach out and touch her face.

Su An’an felt a slight itch on her face and raised her hand to scratch it, but Fu Shixu caught her hand.

“An’an…” he called her softly, his voice filled with tenderness.

But Su An’an was too sleepy and completely unconscious of his voice.

Fu Shixu reached into the back seat, took a blanket, and gently covered her with it.

When they arrived at the Su residence, Fu Shixu didn’t immediately wake her. He just wanted to spend more time with her.

He slowly reclined the seat, laying it flat. He also flattened his own seat and lay there, watching her. As drowsiness gradually overtook him, he eventually fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the sky was already bright. Sunlight shone through the windows, making the inside of the car a little warm.

Fu Shixu rolled down the window, and at that moment, the girl in the passenger seat also stirred. She moved a little, opened her eyes, and was startled to find she had slept in the car!

Fu Shixu looked at her with a gentle smile and said softly: “An An, you’re awake?”

Su An’an quickly sat up, only then noticing the blanket on her. In a daze, she said: “I… I was sleeping in your car?”

“You fell asleep on the way home last night. When we arrived in front of your house and I saw how soundly you were sleeping, I didn’t have the heart to wake you.”

“What? This is in front of my house?”

Su An’an looked out the window. It really was the parking lot of her home!

“You actually brought me all the way home? Why didn’t you wake me?”

“You looked so peaceful, so I didn’t.”

Su An’an tidied her hair and said: “Thank you for taking me home. I’ll go inside now.”

“Wait!” Fu Shixu stopped her and said: “What I said to you at the cinema yesterday—think about it.”

Su An’an instantly recalled how Fu Shixu had cornered her against the wall yesterday and asked… whether she wanted to be his girlfriend?

Her face flushed. She nodded shyly, then quickly opened the car door and got out. She turned and said to Fu Shixu inside the car: “You should head back. Drive safe.”

Fu Shixu curled his lips into a smile. “Alright. Go have some breakfast and get more sleep. Also, remember to reply when I text you. Pick up your phone when I call. If you don’t, I’ll come to your house to find you!”

“Got it.” Su An’an turned and headed home.

Fu Shixu drove home in satisfaction.

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At Noon

Qiao Yanyan woke up because she was hungry.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Fu Shiyuan staring at her intently, his face very close to hers.

She jumped slightly. Thank goodness this face was handsome—if it had been ugly…

“Wife, you’re awake!” Fu Shiyuan was thrilled when he saw her open her eyes.

“Mm, how long have you been awake?” Qiao Yanyan sat up and stretched.

“For… quite a while. Maybe half an hour!”

“You’ve been watching me this whole time?”

“Mm… not really. I went to the bathroom first, then came back and watched you.”

Qiao Yanyan laughed—Fu Shiyuan was adorable.

“Shiyuan, are you hungry?”

“I am.”

“Then why didn’t you go eat?”

“I was waiting to go downstairs with my wife.”

“Silly, why were you waiting for me?”

“Because you’re my wife. I wanted to eat with you. I was going to wake you up, but you were sleeping so soundly… I couldn’t bear to do it. I wanted to let you sleep a little longer.”

Qiao Yanyan felt warmth in her heart. Fu Shiyuan depended on her, was good to her, and made her feel so cared for.

Where else could she find such a good husband? So what if he was a bit simple?

She reached out with both hands and squeezed his cheeks. “Why are you so cute!”

Fu Shiyuan let her pinch him. He liked it when his wife did that—because it meant she liked him.

After playing for a while, Qiao Yanyan asked: “Have you washed up?”

Fu Shiyuan nodded happily. “I have.”

“Good. Then go change your clothes. I’ll go wash up. After that, I’ll change too, and we’ll go downstairs to eat together.”

“Okay!”

A few minutes later, the two of them came downstairs hand in hand. As soon as they reached the bottom of the stairs, they saw several people sitting on the living room sofa.

Before Qiao Yanyan could react, one of the women stood up with a big smile and greeted them: “Yanyan, Shiyuan.”

Qiao Yanyan didn’t recognize them. The woman looked to be around forty. On the sofa sat a man who seemed to be in his fifties, and a young woman who looked to be just over twenty.

Beside her, Fu Shiyuan grinned widely and called out to the woman: “Mom!”