He has always been indifferent to matters of affection, except for knowing that he doesn't like men. He can't generate any special thoughts for women.
"So, kissing, sleeping together, intimate contact—none of those are necessary? We're just a fake couple?" If that's the case, Lu Xingzhi could definitely handle it.
"Except for emotions, I can fulfill all your desires." This marriage contract is actually not something either side needs to adhere to.
It's just that Grandpa is getting old, and he has stomach cancer, who knows...
So, he tries to fulfill all the requests Grandpa makes.
"Who cares about your feelings, narcissist? I don't like old men," Lu Xingzhi muttered.
Despite what she said, Lu Xingzhi felt this was reasonable.
A man like Huo Jincheng couldn't possibly not find better options; choosing her, an orphan, must indeed be a grievance for him.
There was a momentary crack in Huo Jincheng's perfect face.
Narcissist? Old man? Him?
"Does this count as me being kept?" Lu Xingzhi looked at Huo Jincheng. "Then you'll be my sugar daddy in the future."
Forget it, at least this matter is resolved.
Lu Xingzhi checked the time; it was already nine o'clock at night, yet the rain wasn't stopping.
She glanced at Huo Jincheng again—could it be that they wouldn't be able to leave today!
She even bought a small cake, intending to eat it after they left.
Sure enough, at ten in the evening, the rain outside had lessened slightly, but the water on the bridge hadn't subsided yet.
Lu Xingzhi didn't want to sit with them in the living room, "Mr. Huo, I have two spare rooms at home. If you don't mind, why not stay here tonight!"
Huo Jincheng glanced at the time, then looked outside, waiting a few seconds before saying, "Then I'll be imposing."
Actually, he's not used to staying in other people's homes.
But seeing the rain's intensity, it didn't seem to plan on stopping.
"Sir, I'll bring your suitcase over." Upon hearing him, Wei Yang went outside.
Huo Jincheng had come directly after landing, without having time to drop his luggage at the hotel.
By the time Lu Xingzhi arranged rooms for Huo Jincheng and the others, washed up, it was already past eleven thirty.
Lu Xingzhi finally had her own time. She took the small cake she bought out of the fridge and returned to her room.
Meanwhile, Huo Jincheng held a delicate handbag in his hand.
He also suddenly remembered when he opened his suitcase that this was a gift he bought for Lu Xingzhi in the Capital City.
Though Grandpa requested it, it counts as a meeting gift!
Just arriving at Lu Xingzhi's door, ready to knock, he heard a melody that seemed to be "Happy Birthday" coming from inside.
"Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday..."
Listening intently, he confirmed he wasn't mistaken.
For a moment, he hesitated, unsure whether to knock.
When Lu Xingzhi heard the knock, she was just about to pick up her spoon to eat the cake.
She opened the door to find Huo Jincheng standing outside, holding a delicate handbag.
"Is there something you need?"
"Here to deliver a birthday gift to you." Huo Jincheng raised his wrist to check the time, "Two minutes to midnight, happy birthday! And, by the way, happy Qixi Festival!"
"Ah?" Lu Xingzhi was a bit stunned, and blankly said, "Thank you!"
"Won't you say something back to me?" Huo Jincheng asked.