My Husband Dumped Me for His Blind Crush

The girl holding the camera felt somewhat awkward, and Sheng Youxia also felt embarrassed.

He didn't actually have to do anything, even if he just stood there with his hands behind his back, it would only take three seconds.

Fu Cai's face was twisted with anger.

Sheng Youxia had no choice but to step forward, "You guys have fun, we won't disturb you."

She pulled Fu Cai aside and whispered, "At the end, I've prepared a small gift for each person, don't forget to have them take it."

Fu Cai had just opened it and saw it was a bottle of Gucci perfume.

She was both touched and happy, Sheng Youxia really gave her face. "Thank you, sister-in-law."

She even felt her brother didn't deserve such a good person!

On the way back to the main building, Sheng Youxia followed slowly behind Fu Shilv.

Sometimes, she thought he was like an unreachable burst of fireworks, and even more so like a calm and emotionless Buddha.

"Walk so slow, walking a dog?"

Sheng Youxia glanced at him. Fu Shilv also realized that this was not right, who did he compare to a dog?

She passed by him with weariness on her face, and the crisp scent passed through Fu Shilv's nostrils.

"Do you really want to take a picture?"

Sheng Youxia's steps paused, actually thinking about it, it wasn't interesting. Could she keep a photo to reminisce when she couldn't keep him?

"It's hard to decline such enthusiasm; I thought I should give Caicai's friends a bit of face."

A sense of relief, yet complex, swept through her heart. Fu Shilv stared into her eyes, Sheng Youxia loved him intensely, he knew that.

But now, the love swirling in those eyes didn't seem to be so deep.

During dinner, Old Mr. Fu was in good spirits, continually engaging Sheng Youxia in conversation.

"My friend, Grandpa Huang, who you've also met, his great-grandson is already two years old, can run all over the place."

Sheng Youxia knew the old man's concerns, and she could only comfort him at this time.

"Grandpa, don't rush. Maybe I'll get pregnant with twins in no time, and you'll win in numbers."

Old Mr. Fu was amused and laughed heartily, "I love to hear that! Xiaxia understands me best."

Seeing that everyone had finished eating, Sheng Youxia helped Old Mr. Fu to the sofa to sit.

Old Mr. Fu had an old injury on his arm, had undergone a major surgery, and his left arm was noticeably thinner.

Sheng Youxia massaged his arm, her expression focused, her strength just right.

When there's a comparison, people will feel it. Right now, Old Mr. Fu looked at Fu Shilv, scrutinizing with a critical eye.

"A year into the marriage and no child, Xiaxia definitely isn't the problem. It must be you. Have you seen a doctor?"

Fu Shilv was looking down at his phone, apparently sending a message.

He didn't even look up, "Grandpa, how can you be so sure the problem lies with me?"

Old Mr. Fu snorted coldly, "It's written all over your face."

Qin Jin sat next to him, studying his son's face seriously, "Shilv, you should listen to Grandpa, it doesn't hurt to see a doctor more often."

At that moment, Sheng Youxia played the good person, stepping up to relieve Fu Shilv.

"Grandpa, Mom, don't worry. Shilv has seen the doctor, there shouldn't be any major problems."

"!"

Fu Shilv suddenly lifted his eyelids, his gaze piercing like a sharp knife.

Qin Jin's face washed over with concern. He had already seen a doctor? If there wasn't a problem, why go to the hospital?

Old Mr. Fu didn't say much either; after all, men need to save face.

"No major problems, then listen to the doctor, take the medicine diligently, don't delay your parents from holding their grandchildren."

Fu Shilv didn't know how to explain, so he just kept a cold face and didn't speak.

Old Mr. Fu leaned on the sofa for a while and fell asleep.

Fu Shilv saw Sheng Youxia was still massaging his hand, the elders of the Fu family loved her so much, the most important reason was her filial piety.

Seeing it was about time, Qin Jin asked them to head back first.

"No need to say goodbye to Grandpa, just drive slowly on the road."

"Okay."

Sheng Youxia got into the passenger seat, her right hand aching from massaging for a long time.

Fu Shilv started the car and noticed she kept pinching the base of her thumb, "Hand sore?"

Sheng Youxia didn't expect him to actually reach out and grasp her hand in his palm.

He controlled the steering wheel with one hand, his shirt cuff rolled up on his muscular forearm.

Sheng Youxia came back to reality and tried to pull her hand back, but the man threaded his fingers through hers, holding tight.

The next thing Sheng Youxia said was a bit of a buzzkill.

"Everyone at home likes me, why is it that only you... can't?"

Fu Shilv seemed to speed up a little. "Isn't their liking you enough? Just with that, you would be able to secure the position of Young Mrs. Fu."

"Really?" Sheng Youxia's head leaned against the headrest, "Makes sense, as long as 'Her Highness' doesn't abdicate, all of you are 'concubines'."

What nonsense.

Fu Shilv's lips curved up slightly, and after driving for a while, he thought to settle the score with her.

"What did you mean by what you said in front of Grandpa?"

"I was speaking well of you, can't you tell?"

Sheng Youxia yawned gently; she had hardly had any free time all day and her eyes began to droop sleepily.

"I'm going to sleep for a bit, you're still not coming home tonight, right? Then after you get home, remember to wake me up..."

She didn't finish her sentence before she was already asleep.

Fu Shilv was waiting at a red light, his arm resting by his side, his upper body slightly leaning to the right, when he felt a weight on his shoulder.

Sheng Youxia's hair spilled down like silk, covering half her face.

Such delicate, exquisite features, truly lovely.

An unexpected jolt went through Fu Shilv's heart.

Upon reaching Xi Zi Bay, Sheng Youxia still hadn't awakened, and Fu Shilv quickly moved to the passenger side, unfastened her seatbelt and was about to carry her out.

Just as his arm touched her waist, Sheng Youxia woke up with a start.

Her hand subconsciously pushed him away, "We're not close, we're not familiar."

The man frowned, resting his hand on the back of the seat, "Not familiar with whom?"

Sheng Youxia leaned her face towards his arm, "With you."

She wasn't wrong; apart from the intimate relations in bed, they really weren't familiar.

Sheng Youxia's face was suddenly grasped by an outstretched hand, which then lifted her chin.

His kiss was fierce and aggressive, his posture powerful, his arm braced on the car door, while Sheng Youxia appeared utterly vulnerable.

As if she would break under the slightest pressure.

She reached out to push him away, but Fu Shilv simply touched the seat's button, reclining her seat back, and he leaned in over her.

"Can't you just behave at our doorstep?"

Sheng Youxia felt utterly wronged, "How have I not been behaving? Which of my words triggered your beastly instincts?"

Fu Shilv's Adam's apple bobbed, and from his high vantage, a sense of oppression slowly gave way to an air thick with desire.

"Fu Shilv, this is our doorstep!"

Sheng Youxia feared he would bring that wild energy from the bedroom.

At that moment, a phone call came through and saved her.

Fu Shilv glanced at the caller ID and stepped out of the car to answer, while Sheng Youxia hurriedly sat up and reached for a tissue to wipe her mouth.

But the man turned back and pointed a finger at her in the air.

"Don't wipe."

The ravaged tint on her lips, dewy and enticing, looked strangely beautiful.