Marriage First, Love Later: The Soft and Obedient Little Wife of Mr. Lu - Chapter 130 【Zhai Moyu & Sun Jiayi】(3)

Chapter 130 【Zhai Moyu & Sun Jiayi】(3)

Zhai Moyu took Sun Jiayi to a restaurant with uniquely decorated interiors and an extensive menu.

The moment Sun Jiayi stepped inside, she was immediately captivated by the restaurant’s thematic ambiance. Her large, dark eyes widened with curiosity, sparkling with delight, and she was so enthralled she could barely move.

Zhai Moyu found her expression utterly adorable. A smile tugged at his lips as he led the wide-eyed Sun Jiayi to their private room.

Even after all the dishes were served, Sun Jiayi remained fixated on the cat-shaped toothpick holder on the table, studying it with gleaming fascination.

Zhai Moyu leaned his cheek on his hand, his eyes curved in amusement as he watched the woman across from him. His heart swelled—how could she be this endearing!

Sun Jiayi was nothing like the women he usually encountered, who would eagerly throw themselves at him upon learning his status. Instead, she resembled a whimsical adult, retaining a girlish heart and fairy-tale dreams.

Dr. Sun, let’s eat first. If you like it, I’ll have the restaurant pack one for you later.

Really?

Sun Jiayi raised her fox eyes—seductive in shape yet filled with innocence. If her office had this cat toothpick holder, she’d feel sheer bliss even while picking her teeth.

Really. Now try the food—what do you think?

It’s delicious.

Sun Jiayi gave an earnest assessment. After all, for someone who only knew how to cook instant noodles, any proper meal was a delicacy.

Dr. Sun, do you have a boyfriend?

Zhai Moyu reclined in his chair, gazing at the woman eating daintily across from him, his eyes softening unconsciously.

No, but I have many husbands. Sun Jiayi replied with utmost seriousness.

?!…

Zhai Moyu’s expression shifted dramatically as he listened to Sun Jiayi counting them off on her fingers.

Eddie Peng, Daniel Wu, Lee Jong-suk, and even some from the 2D world…

Zhai Moyu sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Fine, as long as there was no real boyfriend.

When they left, Zhai Moyu had already asked the manager to purchase a pile of plush toys and packaged all the restaurant’s signature mascots.

Sun Jiayi, assuming it was a promotional event, asked in astonishment, Are all these for me?

Yes.

You’re so kind! I’ll definitely visit your restaurant often.

Only when you come with me do you get this treatment. See, no one else has toys. Zhai Moyu quickly clarified.

Sun Jiayi glanced at the other customers around—indeed, she was the only one carrying a heap of gifts, looking as if she’d come to stock up.

Then if I mention your name, can I get these toys?

Suppressing a laugh, Zhai Moyu guided her out, Yes, but you’ll get more if you come with me.

Afterward, Zhai Moyu frequently visited Sun Jiayi at the hospital, never arriving empty-handed. He brought milk, fruits, snacks, and always carried a small toy to cheer her up.

Sun Jiayi grew anxious about potential complaints and frowned, refusing his gifts.

The hospital doesn’t allow accepting gifts!

This isn’t a bribe—it’s for a friend.

Zhai Moyu’s eyes twinkled as he smirked, leaning closer to Sun Jiayi with a playful tone, If you’re worried about being seen, I could deliver them to your home instead?

Sun Jiayi consistently declined his gestures, but Zhai Moyu persisted like an unstoppable force, unwavering in his efforts.

Though emotionally inexperienced, Sun Jiayi wasn’t entirely clueless. With Zhai Moyu repeatedly asking her out, she could sense something was afoot.

But the failure of her first relationship had left this emotionally clueless woman with a lasting fear, making her feel that men were unreliable. So she began avoiding Zhai Moyu.

Later, before Song Shimu’s wedding, he threw a bachelor party where Zhai Moyu was also present. Sun Jiayi lost a game and was required to sit on Zhai Moyu’s lap and give him a hickey.

Under the intense gaze of their friends, Sun Jiayi steeled herself and went through with it. Sitting on the man’s firm, solid thighs, she felt his warm palm pressed against her waist. His almond-shaped eyes held an ambiguous smile as he watched her.

Summoning her courage, Sun Jiayi thought, Bring it on. She wrapped her slender arms around the man, lowered her head, and pressed her soft lips against his sexy neck, gently sucking and feeling the pulse beneath her lips.

Time seemed to stretch endlessly. Sun Jiayi felt the hand around her waist tighten uncontrollably, as if trying to pull her firmly into his embrace.

When she pulled away, she didn’t dare look at him and quickly returned to her original seat. Their friends were still cheering around them, but Sun Jiayi couldn’t hear anything, persistently feeling a determined gaze fixed on her.

The intensity of that stare made Sun Jiayi inexplicably flustered. She stood up and excused herself, saying she was going to dance for a while in the club’s dance floor.

The center of the dance floor was packed with young men and women, their bodies swaying to the intense music.

Sun Jiayi, wearing a tight miniskirt with her exquisite and charming face, instantly became the target of many. Men with ill intentions tried to approach her, but before they could get close, they sensed a chilling stare and a sudden drop in the atmosphere around them.

A tall man, as if declaring his sovereignty, pulled the sexy and alluring woman into his embrace. His gloomy eyes fixed on the eager men until they backed off.

Sun Jiayi, looking at the man so close to her, felt a wave of panic. Like a timid turtle, she fled the scene.

Zhai Moyu quietly followed Sun Jiayi, noticing her unsteady steps. He pulled her to sit by a roadside flower bed.

He crouched down, looking up at the dejected young woman, his heart melting. How could she be so adorable?

Jiayi, you can’t possibly be unaware that I’m pursuing you, right?

Sun Jiayi lowered her head, fiddling with her fingers, silently repeating to herself, I can’t hear you, I can’t hear you. But Zhai Moyu continued.

What are you afraid of? You don’t have to make a decision right now. Let me chase you a bit longer. Don’t feel any pressure—if you don’t like it, just ignore me. Everything I’m doing is of my own free will.

I’m quite timid. It might take a long time, Sun Jiayi murmured, still looking down.

That’s fine. I can wait, but you can’t avoid me.

Zhai Moyu curled his lips into a smile, his eyes sparkling like stars in a summer night, radiant and bright.

True to his word, Zhai Moyu began his passionate pursuit.

Everyone in the hospital knew that Sun Jiayi, the andrology doctor who often dealt with delicate cases, now had a handsome and enthusiastic suitor who sent her a bouquet of dew-kissed roses every day.

Sun Jiayi felt herself becoming a little infatuated, because whenever she received those clichéd flowers, she couldn’t help but smile.

Carrying a single rose on her way home, Sun Jiayi relaxed, her eyes filled with joy, planning to place it in the vase on her balcony.

Jiayi.

A clear, familiar voice rang out. Sun Jiayi froze, a chill rising from the soles of her feet, as she stared in disbelief at the tall man before her.