Although Miss Wu’s major psychological issues had healed, habit kept her maintaining her unpredictable nature.

Even after giving birth, Wu Mangmang still couldn’t understand how Lu Sui, after being so picky for so many years, had fallen into her particular trap. Although she was beautiful as a flower, she hadn’t reached the universal appeal of money, so she asked Lu Sui several times for the reason.

Mr. Lu simply held his son and gave Mrs. Lu a cool “you’re really boring” look.

“So when exactly did you start having feelings for me?” Wu Mangmang persistently chased Lu Sui with questions.

Lu Sui stopped walking and frowned slightly, as if thinking. After about thirty seconds, Mr. Lu delivered his answer: “That’s really a difficult question to answer. If you keep asking, my feelings for you will probably drop to negative numbers.”

“Is it interesting to be so secretive?” Wu Mangmang stamped her feet in dissatisfaction behind him.

Lu Sui turned around, gently patting his son’s back while his eyes swept Wu Mangmang from bottom to top and top to bottom, then said coldly, “Is it interesting for you to be so pretentious? You gave birth three months ago.”

Wu Mangmang immediately felt embarrassed. Even someone as refined and otherworldly as Mr. Lu was constantly thinking about the essential evening entertainment activities.

But Wu Mangmang had been persistently working on body shaping for these three months, except for not moving much during confinement. 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, and the self-disciplined Wu Mangmang absolutely refused to present her imperfect side to Mr. Lu.

Moreover, Wu Mangmang knew that Lu Sui was a complete belly button fetishist. That time on the yacht, when they barely knew each other, he had kept staring at her navel.

This way, one was being secretive and the other was being pretentious. Both were extremely uncomfortable inside, but with their wedding anniversary approaching, no matter how they looked at each other with mutual disgust, this day had to be sweet.

Actually, wedding anniversaries didn’t have any novel activities—it was still the usual eating and receiving gifts. Wu Mangmang felt that since Mr. Lu didn’t understand romance, she would create it herself.

She booked the same restaurant where she and Lu Sui first met, where she had asked him: “Sir, I heard the 6S came out. I really want to buy one. Are you interested?”

How had Lu Sui answered her back then?

“You’re not worth a 6S.”

Wu Mangmang walked into the restaurant wearing a white A-line chiffon dress, with a black, shiny bob haircut. Her eyes were the most beautiful feature of her face—clear and sparkling, with a natural contact lens effect. Her lips were painted with strategic red, making her skin appear pink and white, flawlessly stunning.

Although she was already a mother, with this hairstyle and youthful dress, she looked like a twenty-one or twenty-two-year-old college student.

Except her chest was slightly fuller, carrying a hint of mature charm.

Such a great beauty attracted most male gazes as soon as she entered the restaurant. The remaining men who didn’t look at her were either nearsighted or henpecked.

Wu Mangmang walked up to Lu Sui and said demurely, “Sir, is anyone sitting here?”

Lu Sui glanced at Wu Mangmang: “I’m waiting for my wife.”

Wu Mangmang sat down as if she hadn’t understood: “But your wife isn’t here yet, is she?” Wu Mangmang threw Lu Sui a twisted seductive look. “Is your wife prettier than me?”

Wu Mangmang’s exaggerated actions made Lu Sui’s eyes hurt: “Can you speak normally?”

Wu Mangmang frowned, knowing this man hadn’t grasped her meaning. She adjusted her sitting position and puffed out the chest that Mr. Lu’s gaze always lingered on: “Sir, I heard the 6S came out. I really want to buy one. Are you interested?”

Lu Sui squinted. Was this girl acting again?

“Not interested,” Lu Sui said flatly.

Wu Mangmang got angry. Lu Sui was really not giving her any face, so she picked up her purse and walked out. Lu Sui didn’t even try to stop her.

As soon as Wu Mangmang left the restaurant, she received a call from Lu Sui. She huffed angrily into the phone, and Lu Sui said, “Why aren’t you here yet? Just now a pretty female student came over to chat me up.”

Mr. Lu’s techniques for coaxing his wife were first-rate. Wu Mangmang immediately turned from anger to laughter: “Oh, so were you tempted?”

“No one in this world can compare to my wife,” Lu Sui said.

“What if that female student looked exactly like your wife?” Wu Mangmang asked.

“Still no,” Lu Sui said.

Wu Mangmang reappeared in front of Lu Sui and said seriously, “So if you had already had a wife back then, even if I appeared in front of you, you wouldn’t have been moved, right?”

“I wouldn’t joke around with my family,” Lu Sui said.

On one hand, Wu Mangmang felt relieved—she knew Lu Sui had always treasured family. But on the other hand, she felt dissatisfied. Didn’t her charm have any power to attract Mr. Lu?

Women always fantasize that men will abandon all worldly entanglements for them, regardless of everything—only then do they feel their charm has been proven.

“So can I think that the reason I became Mrs. Lu was simply 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. At that time, she had Cheng Yue by her side. Even if Lu Sui had appeared, she thought she wouldn’t have given him a second glance.

Life is so wonderful—two people who could love each other, if they meet at the wrong time, can only regretfully pass by each other.