Wu Mangmang wasn’t some naive young girl, and she immediately blushed furiously at Lu Sui’s suggestive hint. Although when it came to physical contact, women usually felt they were the ones at a disadvantage while men took advantage.

But when it came to Lu Sui, Wu Mangmang always had the feeling that she was the one taking advantage of him.

The restaurant was a husband-and-wife establishment, famous for their couple’s lung slices, a Sichuan dish that was difficult to find authentically prepared even in Sichuan itself.

This restaurant’s version of the dish was perfectly numbing, spicy, fragrant, and fresh, with premium ingredients. But most importantly, the proprietress had an excellent touch with the seasoning.

Wu Mangmang was absolutely in love with their red oil dumplings.

“You seem to really like these small local restaurants?” Wu Mangmang asked Lu Sui.

“What makes you say that?” This was actually the first time Lu Sui had taken Wu Mangmang out to eat.

“Last time Ning Zheng took me to a steamed bun shop that was really delicious. He said you recommended it.” Wu Mangmang said this with obvious thoughtlessness.

“Is that so?” Lu Sui responded coolly, then offered no further comment.

Wu Mangmang felt that Lu Sui was the king of killing conversations, making it impossible to continue the chat, so she simply shut up and focused on eating her dumplings.

“I like these small restaurants because they all have inherited skills or recipes passed down through generations, more or less.” Lu Sui suddenly said this after a long silence.

So what they were eating was intangible cultural heritage?

But thinking about it, Wu Mangmang also felt they should support these kinds of establishments’ business, so these traditions wouldn’t be lost.

“Mm, I’ll also try to pass down a recipe to my grandchildren in the future.” Wu Mangmang said carelessly.

“Very good, I look forward to it.” Lu Sui gave Wu Mangmang a thumbs up.

Wu Mangmang deeply regretted her quick tongue. This wasn’t about being eager to marry, just casually responding to keep the conversation going.

But now Wu Mangmang decided to just eat and not talk.

Lu Sui didn’t say much either. The two of them sitting in silence like this was just like many couples married for ten years, having reached the point of having nothing to say.

Throughout the meal, Wu Mangmang was responsible for eating, and Lu Sui was responsible for watching.

Wu Mangmang’s face turned bright red from the spice, constantly fanning her tongue with her hand—it was numbing.

When settling the bill, the proprietress said that paying through the review app would get them a 10% discount.

Although Wu Mangmang usually loved these kinds of online payment deals, today she definitely wasn’t considering it.

So she just silently stared at Lu Sui to pay.

“Do you have the review app?” Lu Sui turned to ask Wu Mangmang.

“Yes.” Wu Mangmang wasn’t sure if she was misunderstanding Lu Sui’s meaning.

Lu Sui made an “mm” sound, “Then you pay.”

Lu Sen, when Chinese men and women are dating, isn’t it always the man who pays?! Only after marriage does the wife pay, okay?

Besides, you’re a capitalist—do you really have the nerve to seek a 10% discount on a meal that costs just over a hundred yuan?

Although it wasn’t much money, Wu Mangmang felt this scenario wasn’t quite right.

When they walked out the door, Lu Sui looked at Wu Mangmang, who clearly hadn’t recovered yet, and explained, “I just hope we can get along more casually.”

Wu Mangmang glanced at Lu Sui. You’re really making yourself completely at home, aren’t you?

When people reached the point where they could share finances, the relationship was indeed casual.

When they reached the roadside, Lu Sui’s driver immediately approached and handed Lu Sui the car keys, then got into a small pickup truck with Lu Sui’s motorcycle loaded in the bed.

Wu Mangmang thought this was quite troublesome, but it showed that Lu Sui really didn’t like others touching his motorcycle.

So Lu Sui’s attitude toward her that time was worth pondering.

Wu Mangmang should have been secretly pleased, but her heart felt inexplicably heavy.

Wu Mangmang didn’t dare to think deeply about the reasons behind this.

When the car stopped downstairs at Wu Mangmang’s mansion, Lu Sui turned off the engine and turned to look at Wu Mangmang, who had been silent the entire way.

Wu Mangmang quickly unfastened her seatbelt and said, “Well, I’m going up.”

Lu Sui didn’t speak, just continued to quietly watch Wu Mangmang.

Wu Mangmang couldn’t bear it and placed her hands on her knees, sitting as obediently as a kindergarten child sitting in rows eating fruit.

But Lu Sui was extremely patient, so Wu Mangmang had no choice but to turn her head to see what he meant.

People might have the heart to conquer mountains, but when facing storms and blizzards on the mountain, they must still feel awe and follow the mountain’s rules.

When his mood was good, with fair weather and sunshine, he’d let you climb if you could climb.

If his mood was bad, with storms and snow devastating everything, no matter how capable you were, you could only look up from base camp. If things went badly, even base camp could be buried.

So Wu Mangmang’s little feelings for Lu Sui could definitely be described as “Lord Ye’s love of dragons.”

Once this dragon descended to earth, it first intimidated her.

Moreover, Lu Sui gave people a feeling that he was truly difficult to approach.

This kind of difficulty was different from Shen Ting’s aloofness.

Although Shen Ting was cold, you knew that behind his coldness lay great passion. As long as you could break through the ice, underneath was a blazing fire that could burn the entire desert.

But Lu Sui gave people the impression that nothing could truly interest him. He was indifferent and tranquil to his very bones, making people unconsciously restrain their nature so as not to appear so restless and childish.

“Mangmang, consider moving in to live with me,” Lu Sui said.

Wu Mangmang was stunned.

Capitalists were indeed efficient.

He had established their relationship on the first blind date, and now on just their second date, he was asking to live together.

Wu Mangmang didn’t have this kind of efficiency.

“We don’t need to share a room, but since we’re dating with marriage as the premise, the sooner we can adjust to each other’s living habits, the better it will be for both of us,” Lu Sui said.

If the adjustment didn’t work out, they could die early and be reborn early, right? Wu Mangmang thought.

“Think about it,” Lu Sui opened the car door for Wu Mangmang and walked with her into the elevator, escorting her to her front door.

Wu Mangmang closed the door in front of Lu Sui, without any intention of inviting her boyfriend in for a glass of water or to use the bathroom.

While brushing her teeth, Wu Mangmang looked at herself in the mirror and couldn’t help treating her toothbrush as Lu Sui, biting it hard.

Older men’s views on love and marriage were indeed practical.

Love and all that were just toys. What was truly important was whether two people got along well together.

And they were too lazy to waste time on you, immediately demanding adjustment for maximum efficiency.

Actually, this didn’t need adjustment—Wu Mangmang could answer Lu Sui immediately: they were completely incompatible.

For the next few days, Lu Sui disappeared for three days, reportedly for a high-stakes gambling session on the high seas, specifically designed to provide thrills for people like them who had too much money with nowhere to spend it.

Wu Mangmang had declined Lu Sui’s invitation to accompany him—she was a working person after all.

Moreover, recently under pressure from her uncle, Wu Mangmang had begun preparing for graduate school entrance exams. In their field, having a low education level was truly discriminatory.

Thanks to Xiao Shen, Wu Mangmang could take shortcuts with her professional courses, so she only needed to deal with English and politics. Wu Mangmang was planning to change cities for her studies.

Liu Lewei found it strange—Wu Mangmang, who had always refused to compromise and continue her education, had suddenly changed her mind.

“What’s gotten into you?” Liu Lewei asked Wu Mangmang.

“I think it’s time to become a knowledgeable, cultured, and progressive young person,” Wu Mangmang said.

Liu Lewei naturally didn’t believe Wu Mangmang’s nonsense. “Did the man look down on you?”

Probably not? She’d just have to see if he got seduced by some other little vixen on the gambling boat.

“I told you long ago that girls should read more books,” Liu Lewei seemed quite gleeful about her misfortune.

In modern society, education wasn’t everything, but having no education was absolutely unacceptable.

“When are you going to bring him home for dinner?” Liu Lewei asked again.

“He only eats food with cultural heritage. Do you have any ancestral recipes, Ms. Liu?” Wu Mangmang asked.

“Such pretentious tastes.” Ms. Liu snorted through her nose.

Ms. Liu’s current lifestyle was actually quite refined, but compared to those families whose wealth came from inheritance, she seemed rustic.

So when they looked up, they thought others were pretentiously particular.

And when those families looked down, they thought you still hadn’t gotten rid of your muddy smell.

Although Liu Lewei had made a sarcastic comment, she secretly went through all the Lu families worth mentioning in the city. There were two that were decent, relying on the previous generation’s business success to put on airs, but their wealth had actually dropped to beyond the top fifty on the rich list.

Liu Lewei strongly doubted whether Wu Mangmang’s personality could adapt to such a family.

Liu Lewei said, “Look at you now, you’re like the Monkey King pressed under Five Finger Mountain—no spirit at all. Why don’t I find someone to arrange another match for you?”

Of course that was possible, but definitely not now—wouldn’t that be mortally offending Lu Sui?

“You can start looking around, and we’ll talk about it after this thing is over,” Wu Mangmang said.

“You should find an opportunity to go back with him to meet his elders,” Liu Lewei advised Wu Mangmang.

“Huh?” Wu Mangmang didn’t understand.

Liu Lewei felt that Wu Mangmang really wasn’t perceptive. “If you can win over his family’s elders, your future days will be good. If his family’s elders don’t like you, you’ll naturally drift apart.”

Recently Shen Jingmei had gone abroad to visit her daughter, so Liu Lewei had no place to properly investigate this Lu family. Wu Mangmang was also clueless about everything, making Liu Lewei feel like she was worrying herself to death.

Wu Mangmang saw Ms. Liu frowning and became angry first. “It’s all your fault. You didn’t even investigate properly before daring to push me into a fire pit, and now you’re making things difficult for me.”

Liu Lewei was also angry. “You’re a coward and you blame me? Were you mute on the blind date? Didn’t you know how to refuse? You actually went to stay overnight at his villa.”

Wu Mangmang was choked speechless. “If I had dared to refuse, would I be in this situation now?!”

Wu Mangmang cursed silently in her heart. If she had sprung from a rock, she’d like to see if she dared to kick Lu Sui away.

Actually, Wu Mangmang hadn’t been honest with herself. If she hadn’t been curious about whether tasting fugu would actually poison her to death, she wouldn’t have obediently gone along with Lu Sui.

Liu Lewei felt that Wu Mangmang was completely unreasonable and was about to scold her when she heard Wu Mangmang’s phone ringing.

Wu Mangmang pointed at her phone and mouthed to Ms. Liu, “It’s him.”

The phone kept ringing: “You are my old, old apple, no matter how much I love you it’s not too much, your dark old face smashes my heart, igniting the fire fire fire fire fire in my heart…”

Liu Lewei was utterly helpless—what kind of nonsense had Wu Mangmang recorded?