All the way home, Hua Tang kept her head down, moping. 'That wedding dress cost more than 50,000 yuan…'
She bit her lip and looked at the man beside her; he didn't seem to be concerned about the purchase at all, as if he had merely spent five yuan.
She held it in for a long time until she finally couldn't take it anymore. She pulled his arm and said, "Um, I think we need to have a talk about certain things."
Fu Yong was startled and stopped in his tracks.
Hua Tang gazed at him very seriously, her big ebony eyes twinkling. "You were too impulsive… back there."
"What?" Fu Yong frowned.
"At the bridal shop. You didn't have to do all that… Why did you buy that wedding dress in a fit of pique? Do you know how long we can live with that much money?" Hua Tang secretly looked at him.
His well-defined face was still expressionless.
"I... I'm not blaming you." Her voice softened as she said, "That's right. We're already married, so we have to plan for the future. I know you want to defend my honor, but just bear with it in such situations. It wasn't a big deal, and the matter would've been over if she had apologized. There's no need to spend so much money. We have more important things to spend our family budget on…"
'Family?' For some reason, when he heard this word, the corners of Fu Yong's mouth unconsciously twitched.
"Besides, I haven't brought my dowry yet. Even if I did, I have other plans for that money… In short, we can't spend money so freely; we have to be prudent…" Hua Tang's voice gradually lowered. Her heart became heavy when she thought of her mother who was awaiting treatment in the hospital and her younger brother's living expenses. However, she wouldn't dare to let Fu Yong know about this. 'As far as he knows, I'm the eldest daughter of the Hua family, Hua Ning! I'm not the unacknowledged illegitimate daughter of the Hua family, Hua Tang.'
Fu Yong suddenly laughed. "Aren't you the eldest daughter of the Hua Family? What's with the penny-pinching attitude? Your family... doesn't lack money, right?"
Hua Tang stared at him with wide eyes and quickly changed the topic. "Haha... Are you thirsty? I'll go get some milk tea."
She turned around and ran to the milk tea shop by the street.
Fu Yong looked at her petite and flustered figure and chuckled. At this moment, his phone vibrated.
When he saw the incoming call number, the smile on his lips froze. Then, he answered the call with a dark tone, "How is it?"
"Third Master!" The speaker on the other end lowered their voice. "The investigation is almost done. The aviation accident was due to someone tampering with your private plane that day. We don't have sufficient evidence right now, but you're probably correct on who's behind all this…"
"Keep investigating!" Fu Yong's voice was cold.
"Yes, I will. However, Third Master… How long are you going to stay in that village? Are you sure you won't go back to Haicheng City?"
Fu Yong pinched the space between his eyebrows, and his expression became more solemn as he hung up the phone. 'I will return to Haicheng City, but not now. If I return now, I will only alert the enemy, and those people who think that I'm dead will stir up trouble again!'
"Between pearl milk tea and coconut milk tea, which one do you prefer? I like both of them very much…"
Fu Yong was startled. He turned around and met her pair of bright eyes.
Hua Tang smiled at him, sweet as the milk tea in her hand. She looked at him. "What's wrong? You don't look too good. Are you feeling unwell?"
"I'm fine." This feeling of being seen through was very uncomfortable.
Fu Yong's voice was harsh and cold as he left, leaving her staring at his aloof figure. "Drink it yourself. I don't like sweet things."
Hua Tang held the two cups of milk tea and stood rooted to the ground. After some time, she bit her lips and jogged after him.
She didn't dare to get too close. His broad back was like an icy wall, and to her, the world beyond it was one she couldn't cross into—even if it was close at hand.
The second day after the wedding was as usual.
Fu Yong let Hua Tang sleep in the bedroom while he took the sofa in the living room. Of course, in Hua Tang's eyes, that thing was just a pile of wooden frames.
There was only one blanket, and he had given it to her. Fu Yong wrapped himself in a tattered bedsheet and fell asleep.
Hua Tang looked at him and felt a little apologetic. She stood at the bedroom door for a long time, but the words "come to bed" were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't bring herself to say it. 'It seems that Mu Chi is right. I really need time to get used to having a husband.'
She lowered her head slightly and smiled. 'It's rumored that Mu Chi is cold and unfriendly, is very good at fighting, and has done countless bad things. However, I feel that he isn't as bad as the rumors say. At least, he has given me plenty of respect and tolerance.'
On the third day, according to social rules, the bride should go visit her parents back home.