C18 I Am Her Husband

Fu Yunyi's gaze lifted in a daze, her beautiful eyes catching the night's allure. Shen Qingli's normally sharp features softened under the moonlight, his lips gleaming faintly, as if he were the sovereign of the evening.

Her heart skipped several beats. Fu Yunyi quickly pushed the man away, gathering her scattered thoughts.

"Now that we're here, you might as well try these snacks," she said, her face lowered to mask her feelings. "You're accustomed to fine dining, but sampling these local treats won't hurt."

Without waiting for Shen Qingli's response, she headed toward the food stall.

Turning away brought a sigh of relief, and she strove to steady her emotions.

Shen Qingli's gaze lingered on Fu Yunyi, his eyes narrowing. He was genuinely surprised that a high-society lady like Fu Yunyi would return to such a place.

He surveyed the surroundings; the area was somewhat unkempt, a stark contrast to Fu Yunyi's usual pristine environment.

Yet there she was, smiling and chatting with the vendor, clearly a frequent visitor.

"Fu Yunyi, how have I never noticed all the surprises you hold?" he murmured to himself. "No matter, I'll take my time uncovering every secret you have."

Her familiarity with the place made choosing food second nature to Fu Yunyi.

She bent over the selection, her hair occasionally falling forward to veil her elegant profile, which she brushed back with a homely grace.

Watching her, Shen Qingli couldn't help but fantasize about her cooking for him, her gentleness filling their kitchen.

He smiled at the thought, resolved to have Fu Yunyi cook for him daily, cherishing her nurturing presence.

As she picked through the less-than-fresh cauliflower, Fu Yunyi placed a bunch on her plate, wondering if it would be enough. Suddenly, she was enveloped in an embrace, a chin resting on her collarbone.

Her body tensed immediately. She tried to shrug off the man's hold, "Shen Qingli, what are you doing?"

"I've never tried this before. I have no idea how to pick it out."

Shen Qingli's full weight bore down on Fu Yunyi's slender frame, his voice lazy. "Teach me, how do you pick these things?"

The position they were in was overly intimate, making Fu Yunyi glance around uncomfortably.

"Please, move. There are so many people watching..."

"Yiyun—"

Shen Qingli was about to speak when the boss lady, drenched in sweat, approached with a smile. "You usually come alone, but this time, you brought your boyfriend?"

Shen Qingli gave the amiable boss lady a polite nod. "Hello."

"Hello, hello," the boss lady beamed, her wrinkles deepening with her grin. "Yiyun, your boyfriend is so handsome, much more so than those Korean guys my daughter goes after!"

Fu Yunyi flicked her long hair awkwardly. "Boss lady, you've got it wrong..."

"Boss lady, I think... there's been a misunderstanding." Shen Qingli cut in before she could explain, his eyebrows lifted. "Yiyun and I aren't dating."

Not dating?

The boss lady's eyes widened in astonishment. If they weren't dating, why did they seem so close?

"I'm actually Yiyun's husband; we're legally married," Shen Qingli declared, emphasizing his claim.

Annoyed, Fu Yunyi clenched her teeth. What was he up to now?

This man had been coddled by his grandfather and the matriarch of the Shen family, and he seemed determined to proclaim to the world that she belonged to him!

She shot him a warning glare, which was met with a mocking scoff from him.

"You haven't been here in so long, and now you're married?" The boss lady was astounded. "Truly a handsome couple, a perfect match!"

She handed two cans of beer to Fu Yunyi, her eyes twinkling with joy. "The first time I saw you, you were such a beauty, and now, you're a newlywed."

"These two cans of beer are on the house. Enjoy your meal!"

Holding the chilled beer, Fu Yunyi realized that any explanation now would only add to the confusion, so she reluctantly curled her lips into a smile.