Marriage First, Love Later: The Soft and Obedient Little Wife of Mr. Lu - Chapter 43: Lu Yike's Arranged Marriage

Chapter 43: Lu Yike’s Arranged Marriage

Where did you go?

Song Shimu noticed Lu Zhijin approaching from another direction, carrying several shopping bags in his hands.

There’s a shop over there. I saw some clothes that would suit you and bought a few.

I’ve finished my shopping too. Let’s go home.

Lu Zhijin nodded, taking all the items from Song Shimu’s hands and gathering them in his own. With his other hand, he held Song Shimu’s as they took the elevator down to the underground parking lot.

The spacious trunk was filled with their evening’s acquisitions. The two drove home in high spirits, enjoying the comfortable ride.

Hai City’s nightscape was particularly beautiful. The city’s lights twinkled like stars in the night sky, while the bustling traffic and vibrant neon signs adorned the prosperous metropolis.

Song Shimu gazed through the car window at the passing street scenes. In the quiet cabin filled with soothing music, she suddenly felt an emptiness in her heart.

I feel like I’ve forgotten something.

Lu Zhijin had been feeling the same since getting in the car. Now frowning deeply in thought, his expression turned serious and focused. Suddenly, inspiration struck them simultaneously. Their eyes met as they realized what they had forgotten.

Lu Yike!

Lu Yike!

Lu Zhijin quickly made a U-turn at the next intersection and headed back to the shopping mall. When they reached the play area, they found him sitting crouched on the ground holding the Little Prince, looking dejected with his little mouth pouted. He resembled a pitiful Little White Vegetable. The golden retriever, understanding human emotions, lifted its head to lick his face comfortingly.

Staff members and security guards stood beside him, concernedly asking if he knew his parents’ contact information.

Sorry, we’re his family members.

After verifying their identity, the two crouched down and apologized to Lu Yike with guilty, careful expressions.

Ke Ke, sorry Mommy is late.

Daddy didn’t abandon you – I just went to put things away.

Lu Yike remained silent, holding the puppy as he slowly walked outward with his head lowered, mumbling to himself.

Let’s go quickly, don’t delay them from closing.

Really, with a wife you forget your son! Lu Zhijin, you big dummy!

Beautiful women’s words truly can’t be trusted. I’m no longer Mommy’s favorite little treasure anymore.

The two exchanged a silent glance, following guiltily behind him. Once in the car, Lu Yike maintained his serious little expression, gently stroking the Little Prince’s fur while pretending to talk to it.

Little Prince, indeed dogs are humans’ best friends. I only have you now.

It can’t be helped, born into such a cold and heartless family as I was. But don’t worry, I would absolutely never do something like abandon you.

Little White Vegetable, yellow in the field…

Lu Yike slumped in his child seat looking out the window, his expression numb and desolate. No one knew where he had learned such an ancient song, which he now softly sang mournfully.

Ke Ke, we didn’t abandon you. Mommy and Daddy love you most, Song Shimu comforted from beside him.

Lu Yike, that’s enough now. You’re really putting on quite the act, Lu Zhijin remarked coolly while driving, watching the little ancestor’s exceptional acting skills through the rearview mirror.

Lu Yike whipped his head around, his adorable little eyebrows furrowed as he shouted at the top of his lungs to express his dissatisfaction.

Do you know how long I waited there?! And now you won’t even bother to coax me! Big dummy Daddy!Hush, hush, hush, whatever you want, Daddy will agree to it, Lu Zhijin surrendered to the little ancestor.

Hearing this, Lu Yike rolled his eyes thoughtfully before speaking with a hint of shyness.

Then I want Mom to sleep with me every night.

No way!

Lu Zhijin refused outright, his expression stern and resolute. This brat was always coveting his wife!

You promised me anything! You’re going back on your word! I hate you! Lu Yike pouted in grievance.

Anything but this. Choose something else.

I want this! I want Mom to stay with me! Lu Yike kicked his short legs wildly beneath his child seat. The Little Prince, affected by his mood, barked twice.

Mom originally slept with me! I reluctantly gave her up for your lifelong happiness, you ungrateful little wolf! How could you do this to me!

Lu Zhijin felt a headache coming on, thinking he should never let Ms. Su Yunrong let Lu Yike watch random TV dramas again.

My wife should sleep with me. Go find your own wife.

Who’s my wife? Lu Yike blinked his dewy big eyes, asking with pure innocence.

The Little Prince is your wife. You should treat her well. Lu Zhijin made up nonsense casually.

Lu Yike wore an expression of half-belief and half-doubt. But Little Prince is a dog, and a male dog at that.

Let Daddy tell you something – love doesn’t have to be between a man and a woman. As long as two people love each other, they can overcome anything. To protect his own wife, Lu Zhijin completely disregarded how dangerous his words were.

Do you love Little Prince?

Yes!

And does Little Prince like you?

Yes! Super like! He only lets me hold him.

You see? Since you love each other, you’re a happy family. Little Prince can be your wife. You need to take good care of your wife – how can you abandon him to sleep alone?

From now on, I’ll sleep with my wife every day! Lu Yike lowered his head and gently kissed Little Prince’s forehead, speaking softly as he tenderly stroked him.

Little Prince, I’ll be good to you forever.

Song Shimu watched helplessly as her son was led by Lu Zhijin into this unconventional love affair, her worldview shattered.

Lu Zhijin, what nonsense are you spouting! Corrupting a child!

Don’t worry, our Ke Ke is very smart. He’ll understand when he grows up.

Lu Zhijin smiled triumphantly, feeling pleased. No one was going to steal his wife.

When they returned home, Lu Yike obediently carried Little Prince back to the bedroom to sleep, even thoughtfully feeding him personally.

Be careful or Ke Ke will hate you when he grows up! Song Shimu felt speechless about this father-son pair.

He won’t. I’m teaching him to have broad, inclusive love and not to have stereotypes about the world.

You always manage to make everything sound reasonable.

Song Shimu couldn’t be bothered with him. She took her pajamas from the wardrobe and was about to enter the bathroom when Lu Zhijin stopped her, pulling out the shopping bag from earlier.

I bought you a new set. Wear this instead.

Without suspicion, Song Shimu casually took it and went into the bathroom to shower.

Under the bright bathroom lights that illuminated her fair, smooth skin, Song Shimu pinched the so-called pajamas Lu Zhijin had given her between two fingers. Her expression turned conflicted and gloomy – she should have known better than to trust Lu Zhijin to be proper!

What could such minimal fabric possibly cover?!

These weren’t pajamas at all, but clearly…

That big jerk Lu Zhijin!

Hesitantly, Song Shimu put it on. Her tender, soft white skin appeared irresistibly sexy and alluring. Dressed like this, she looked exactly like a femme fatale who could topple kingdoms.

Lu Zhijin lay leisurely on the bed in anticipation, his breath catching when Song Shimu emerged.

No imagination could compare to the impact of reality—Song Shimu was unbearably sexy.

Her scorching figure seemed to ignite something within him, a small flame suddenly roaring to life.

The usually composed and restrained Colonel Lu completely abandoned his usual reserve, unable to resist pulling Song Shimu closer, his voice hoarse.

How can you be this beautiful, hmm?

That rising hmm seemed to carry a seductive charm, and Song Shimu was intoxicated by his deep, sensual voice.

Wasn’t it you who picked this for me?

I truly regret choosing so little.

Lu Zhijin gritted his teeth—tomorrow he would buy everything in that store!!!