Chapter Eleven: I Hope You'll Be This Cavalier When You Leave

"All you need to do is keep an eye on that piece of land," Fu Yong said in a low voice. "I don't want it to fall into the hands of the Hua family! While you're at it, put some pressure on Hua Dahai. In short, don't let them have it easy. That old codger thinks he's all that…"

Yu Chidong scoffed, "Fu Yong, isn't he your father-in-law? I don't understand why you're messing with him."

"Just do as I say even if you don't understand. You talk too much! "

Yu Chidong pouted. He grew up with Fu Yong, so he had long been used to the unpredictable moods of this tyrant CEO. Chidong had been waiting for someone to hold Fu Yong's leash since he was young. But now, it seemed that such a woman had appeared…

Chidong frowned and said, "Fu Yong, just one last question from me. Do you think you'll have a happy ending with Hua Tang?"

Fu Yong didn't say anything.

Yu Chidong solemnly cautioned, "Fu Yong, you are not Mu Chi. Everything here is your cover—it's all fake. Sooner or later, you'll have to return to how things were. What would happen to Hua Tang then? The waters of the Fu family are deep; they're not something she could brave."

There was a long silence at the other end of the call before a deep voice sounded. "I'll play it by ear."

"I'm just reminding you not to get too involved. Your identity is fake, and so's hers—don't bring true feelings to a sham. This is best for both you and her. You can't have a soft girl who doesn't know anything as your partner; she will only be a burden to you."

Yu Chidong didn't mean to speak out, but seeing that Fu Yong had given the heirloom bracelet to Hua Tang, he became anxious. 

The couple had only known each other for a few days. Even if it was just an act, there was no need to be so serious, right? Going so far as to give her his ancestral heirloom?!

"Don't worry. I got it." Fu Yong's words were deliberately offhanded. "I didn't care about this marriage in the first place. This is just a cover for me to hide my identity."

Yu Chidong sighed in resignation, "I hope you can be as cavalier when you return to your life as Fu Yong! "

After dinner, Hua Tang prepared some fruits and brought them over when she sat beside Mu Chi. 

The man kept looking at his phone. Hua Tang thought he was playing games on the phone and curiously went over to take a look. 

She didn't expect him to be looking at an international website. The people wearing suits and leather shoes in the pictures looked like high achievers.

Hua Tang was startled. At this moment, Mu Chi suddenly turned his head. Hua Tang was so close that she almost touched the tip of his nose. 

They stared at each other in a daze, and her face burned red.

"What's wrong?" Fu Yong whispered.

"It's nothing." 

Hua Tang awkwardly sat at the side, her small hands gripping together in panic. She smiled and said, "What ... What are you looking at?"

"Financial news."

"You know finance?" Hua Tang was surprised.

Fu Yong turned around again with a half-smile on his face. "Then what do you think a troublemaker who has been in fights and served prison time should know?"

"I didn't mean it that way!" Hua Tang's little face was flushed red, and she was a little embarrassed. "I'm just a little surprised. I didn't expect you to know so much."

The atmosphere suddenly fell into an awkward silence. 

Hua Tang was a little nervous, but when she looked at Mu Chi's unperturbed expression, she felt her nerves were uncalled for. They were married, but they didn't know how to chat with each other; even the simple act of sitting together was an awkward affair.

Hua Tang secretly wondered if she was too stupid.

Fu Yong noticed her ruffled look, and a smile hung on his lips that he did not even notice himself. 

He put down his phone, ate some fruit with his fork, and casually asked her, "Do you have something to say to me?"

Hua Tang nodded but then shook her head. "No."

"Do we have enough money at home?" he asked, looking at her.

"Why are you suddenly asking about this?" Hua Tang asked uneasily.

"Just trying to make conversation. What do other couples talk about?" Fu Yong asked calmly. "Don't they usually revolve around family matters? It's what the old-timers go on about."

Hua Tang bit her lip and did not speak.

"Or…Shall we talk somewhere else?" 

The man looked towards the bedroom. His deep voice took on a slightly suggestive tone, and she could feel his warm breaths as he approached her little by little.

Hua Tang looked up and met his deep eyes. She could almost see sparks in them. She subconsciously leaned to the side, but he pulled her into his arms.

Hua Tang froze.

Fu Yong's eyes burned with passion. The hand around her waist tightened, but he didn't move.

Fu Yong looked at her; she had her eyes tightly shut. 

She was trying hard to relax, but her trembling body betrayed her fear of being with a man for the first time…