They sat at the wrong table and went on the wrong blind date. She was about to turn around and leave when the man asked, perfectly at ease, “Miss Lu, would you be interested in marrying me?”
Lu Yishan somehow ended up in a whirlwind marriage.
At first, they were only making do with each other so they could cure the child’s illness.
She never expected him to love the boy as his own. He was not only fiercely protective of his son, but also utterly devoted to his wife.
“Dad, how long do we have to pretend to be poor in front of Mom?” Little Lu Feng asked after recovering, looking at his mother with concern as she used his limited-edition model, worth tens of millions, as a phone stand.
Huo Mingchen, the richest man in the country who kept his wealth hidden, could only give a helpless smile. “Be good. I’ll buy you a new one. When I met your mom, she said she didn’t like rich men. We’ll wait a little longer.”
Then one day, she turned on the TV and saw an interview with a trillion-yuan tycoon learning to knit sweaters.
Huo Mingchen: “It’s winter, and my wife gets cold easily, so she needs to wear something I knitted with my own hands.”
Lu Yishan: “!!!”
He looked exactly like her whirlwind-marriage husband!
