Marriage First, Love Later: The Soft and Obedient Little Wife of Mr. Lu - Chapter 105: I Hope Sister Doesn't See

Chapter 105: I Hope Sister Doesn’t See

As the little princess of the Lu family, Lu Chenxi spent her days happily at home, constantly doted on by her child development specialist and nanny Aunt Zhao.

But the little one had rarely been outside. No matter how spacious the house, staying indoors for too long made everything feel monotonous.

Mom, let’s go on a picnic this weekend!

While gently rocking the baby chair to soothe his little sister, Lu Yike looked up at Song Shimu with hopeful, sparkling eyes as large as grapes.

Great idea!

Song Shimu readily agreed. She leaned against Lu Zhijin’s chest as the man sat on the sofa diligently working, his handsome features focused and serious.

Then I’ll ask Bohan if he wants to come too!

Excitedly, Lu Yike picked up his smartwatch to share the happy news with his best friend.

A Jin—

Song Shimu gazed at Lu Zhijin with unspoken words. The man kept his eyes fixed on his work laptop, not looking up as he responded in a calm, steady tone.

Don’t worry, I’ll prepare all the picnic supplies.

A happy smile spread across Song Shimu’s face. She cupped the man’s face and planted a kiss, her eyes shimmering with sweetness.

Saturday arrived with clear skies. The sun was warm but not overly intense, while a gentle breeze dispelled the summer stickiness. The azure sky looked as if it had been torn straight from an anime world.

Driving a spacious SUV, Lu Zhijin picked up Zhao Bohan before heading to Jinshan Park for their picnic.

Perhaps because the weather was truly perfect, the park was unusually crowded with picnic-goers that day.

After some difficulty, Lu Zhijin found an open spot and began setting up their campsite with everyone—though he naturally handled most of the heavy lifting.

Lu Yike and Zhao Bohan were tasked with entertaining Lu Chenxi, while the increasingly plump Little Prince was undergoing a weight loss regimen under Lu Yike’s supervision.

On the vibrant green grass, they spread a light yellow checkered picnic blanket. Song Shimu arranged the food prepared by Aunt Zhao while Lu Zhijin quickly set up the beige tent.

Tra la la la la~

Humming cheerfully, Song Shimu plucked a blueberry from the fruit container and fed it to Lu Zhijin.

So happy? Lu Zhijin raised an eyebrow.

Of course! It’s been so long since we’ve all gone out together as a family.

Lu Zhijin’s expression softened as he looked at his wife, sincerely apologizing.

I’m sorry, I’ve been too busy with work.

That’s because you’re the one supporting our family!

Song Shimu snuggled closer to Lu Zhijin, gently taking his arm and massaging his firm muscles with her soft hands.

Stop being so mushy!

Lu Yike scrunched up his little eyebrows, eyeing his clinging parents with mild disdain before turning to Zhao Bohan to complain.

Parents are the true love. My sister and I are just accidents.

Well, you have Little Prince.

Zhao Bohan, with his neat watermelon haircut, round eyes, and adorable chubby cheeks, spoke with earnest seriousness.

Ugh, Little Prince is too big! What wife is so much larger than her husband?

Frowning slightly, Lu Yike pushed away the Little Prince who had rested its paw on his shoulder with some displeasure.

You’ll grow up eventually.

That’s true. I hope I can reach 1.8 meters like Dad! Lu Yike declared with a determined look, waving his small fist.

But Bohan, do you want to find a wife someday?

Hmm—

Zhao Bohan pressed his lips together in serious contemplation before speaking with grave deliberation.

I think Chen Chen would be nice.

…………

Lu Yike’s expression was a kaleidoscope of emotions—it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

One was his best friend with whom he was willing to share everything, the other was his most beloved little sister.

Little Lu Yike was facing the first difficult dilemma of his life.

Before he could react, Lu Zhijin’s face darkened first, his gaze gloomy as he stared at the innocent Zhao Bohan.

Before Lu Zhijin could voice his anger, Song Shimu covered his mouth, worried he might say something shocking.

They’re just children joking around! Why are you getting involved?

That brat actually dares to covet my daughter!

Lu Zhijin knitted his handsome thick brows, his eyes filled with a domineering intensity, as if he might pull out a sniper rifle from behind and shoot Zhao Bohan dead the next second.

Still playing around, Zhao Bohan scratched his neck in confusion.

That’s strange, I suddenly feel a bit cold.

— — —

Hello! We’re a group of students who love photography. We noticed you two have such high compatibility and look very much in love. Would it be possible to take a few photos of you?

A young woman who appeared to be a college student suddenly approached, her eyes shy and timid as she looked at Song Shimu and Lu Zhijin. Another girl behind her was recording video.

With the recent explosion of self-media popularity, many influencers have been creating niche accounts by meeting strangers in public.

Song Shimu found it quite novel and turned to look at Lu Zhijin, seeking his opinion.

Noticing the flicker of anticipation in the young woman’s eyes, Lu Zhijin nodded to the student and said in a deep voice, Sure.

The girl excitedly exchanged a happy look with her friend.

They’d chosen the right park today—they’d actually encountered a couple with celebrity-level looks who matched perfectly!

She had a feeling this video would go viral after being posted.

The girl raised the camera hanging around her neck and politely directed the couple’s poses.

Move a bit closer, nose to nose. The young lady can gently close her eyes while the gentleman gazes affectionately at his girlfriend.

Yes, just like that! Perfect, hold still.

Click!

Against the water-blue sky, a heart-shaped cloud coincidentally formed as Song Shimu and Lu Zhijin pressed close together.

The typically aloof and unemotional Lu Zhijin now had intoxicated tenderness in his narrow eyes, as if his love had traversed millennia.

With the scene frozen in such perfect beauty, the girl took several more shots for them.

Almost every casual shot turned out perfectly satisfactory—the couple’s noble aura made them impossible to look away from.

Thank you so much! You two look like you’ve stepped right out of a fairy tale!

The girl exclaimed excitedly, her cheeks flushed pink, her eyes filled with satisfied anticipation.

Would you mind if I posted your photos online?

A cunning glint flashed in Song Shimu’s eyes like a clever little fox. She looked up at Lu Zhijin with feigned concern.

Oh? Brother-in-law, if these get posted online… my sister won’t see them, will she?

The girl across from them stared in shock, her eyes wide as copper bells, inwardly panicking that she’d stumbled upon some shocking family scandal.

Lu Zhijin remained expressionless, as if this were commonplace. He calmly lowered his head and picked a stray grass blade from the woman’s hair.

Don’t worry, your sister isn’t that petty. She’s the one who actively sent you to my bed to have children—why would she care about something like this?

The girl’s mouth gaped even wider, not bothering to conceal her astonishment.

Lu Zhijin returned the camera to her, his expression unreadable as he spoke in a steady tone.

The photos are very well taken. I like them a lot. Make sure to post them online.

With that, ignoring the girl’s stunned expression, he wrapped his arm around Song Shimu’s waist and led her away.

Lu Zhijin gently pinched the soft flesh at her waist, his voice low.

Having fun?

Didn’t Mr. Lu enjoy himself just as much?

Song Shimu curved her adorable fox eyes, looking playfully at Lu Zhijin.

Addicted to his acting, Young Master Lu pursed his lips and gazed leisurely ahead, speaking earnestly.

Let’s head back. Your sister is still waiting for us.