Young Brave Hearts – CH 087

Chapter 87

Who talked about having children right after getting their marriage certificate?

But Zhu Yunque said it so openly.

For a moment, Lu Rangchen even wondered if Zhu Yunque was trying to trick him into having a child, but then he thought, “This way of thinking is typical of the girl he likes.”

Subtly flirting with you.

Never giving in.

It was all about basic human needs.

Men wouldn’t hide anything when it came to this. Since she wanted to flirt with him, Lu Rangchen let her, a smile playing on his lips. “Okay, let’s go back and try it now.”

As he spoke, he leaned close to her ear, his breath warm and teasing, “And let you experience how good your man is in other areas.”

“…”

What did it mean to lose control while flirting?

Zhu Yunque’s ears turned red, convinced that this was the moment.

But she was also stubborn, and after thinking for a moment, she said, “If it doesn’t work, I’ll return it.”

This really amused Lu Rangchen.

The man smiled irritably and said, “Just now, I was talking to Zhu Yunque.”

Zhu Yunque feigned innocence and remained silent, then went back to fiddling with her old phone.

She was fiddling with something he didn’t know.

Lu Rangchen didn’t have the energy to pry into her thoughts, nor was he so vulgar as to prove anything to her in broad daylight. He simply leaned in and pinched her chin, giving her a real, bold kiss.

Zhu Yunque’s heart skipped a beat.

Lu Rangchen squinted at her, half-teasingly saying, “You’ll have tonight.”

Zhu Yunque: “…”

She twitched her lips, deliberately looking out the car window, thinking, “Fine, I’ll wait. You can’t kill me, can you?”

Lu Rangchen looked at her stubborn little face and could practically see what mischief she was plotting from the back of her head. He chuckled softly, giving the back of her head a loving, firm, ruffled massage.

It was already three in the afternoon.

The sun shone brightly in the capital, the sky was unusually blue, and the clouds were impossibly white.

Such beautiful weather shouldn’t be wasted staying home.

So that day, Lu Rangchen simply took Zhu Yunque shopping for clothes.

Perhaps since their relationship had changed, Zhu Yunque wasn’t so coy anymore; she accepted whatever Lu Rangchen bought her.

Most importantly, Lu Rangchen had exceptional taste in clothing. From the moment they met, Zhu Yunque had never seen him look bad in anything.

Sometimes, even a casual white T-shirt and jeans looked stylish on him. So, she readily tried on and bought all the clothes Lu Rangchen picked out for her.

The sales clerk was incredibly envious, constantly praising Lu Rangchen as a great boyfriend.

Lu Rangchen leaned casually against the fitting room door, hands in his pockets, and gave Zhu Yunque, dressed in her new clothes, a knowing glance. Unexpectedly, the girl seemed to understand him perfectly and whispered, “…We’re already married.”

She truly hadn’t expected them to get married so young.

The sales clerk gasped, looking at Lu Rangchen in disbelief.

Lu Rangchen, however, maintained his carefree, playful demeanor, his handsome face sporting an eyebrow that practically screamed, “What, doesn’t it seem like it?” Just moments ago, she’d thought he looked like an unreliable playboy, but for some reason, after Zhu Yunque’s comment, the saleswoman actually saw a hint of devotion on his face.

The saleswoman, always quick to flatter, immediately praised him, “No wonder you two seem so compatible, so well-matched.”

Lu Rangchen rarely smiled at strangers.

But upon hearing this, his eyes suddenly lit up, a smile melting like ice.

That smile reached his eyes, understated yet captivating, as he gazed directly at Zhu Yunque, as if she were his possession.

When their eyes met, Zhu Yunque’s heart warmed.

For some reason, she suddenly felt incredibly happy.

This happiness was something no one else could give her; only Lu Rangchen could.

A sweet smile unconsciously appeared in her eyes.

She turned to the mirror and said sweetly to Lu Rangchen, “This looks good.”

Lu Rangchen raised an eyebrow, his gentle gaze softening, and turned to the sales clerk, nodding slightly, “Then include this one too.”

“Okay!!!”

And so, one outfit after another, Zhu Yunque bought eight sets of clothes that day.

She didn’t know exactly how much she spent, but she knew it wasn’t cheap; after all, the mall’s prices were what they were—in short, they wouldn’t rip off the poor.

Even so, Lu Rangchen never frowned once when swiping his card for her.

Afterwards, the two had dinner upstairs.

It was only then that Zhu Yunque realized Lu Rangchen had already posted on his WeChat Moments.

While she was trying on clothes, since he had nothing else to do, Lu Rangchen leaned back on the sofa and casually posted the photos. There was no caption, no photos showing their faces.

Just two marriage certificates stacked together, the caption a single “heart,” yet it instantly went viral on social media.

Perhaps finding it too surreal, people not only liked it but also commented, saying all sorts of things. When Lu Rangchen didn’t reply, they even sent him WeChat messages.

His phone on the table kept buzzing. Lu Rangchen ignored it, ordering food in French with the waiter, while Zhu Yunque stared blankly at his phone.

After two seconds, the phone still wouldn’t stop ringing.

Zhu Yunque asked him, “Are you busy with something urgent? Shouldn’t you deal with it? So many people are trying to reach you.”

Lu Rangchen paused, glancing at her with a half-smile. “Then can you take a look for me?”

Zhu Yunque: “…That’s your phone.”

Lu Rangchen raised an eyebrow. “But isn’t what’s mine yours?”

“…”

That seemed to make sense.

Zhu Yunque wasn’t stupid; she naturally understood what Lu Rangchen meant.

He was simply using his actions to tell her that he was her absolute territory, that she could find boundless security with him.

She felt a surge of comfort.

Zhu Yunque silently adjusted her position and simply reached out her fair hand, taking Lu Rangchen’s phone without any hesitation.

You see, even back in college when they were together, she hadn’t really touched Lu Rangchen’s phone much.

It wasn’t that Lu Rangchen wouldn’t let her touch it.

It was just that she felt their relationship hadn’t reached the point where she could completely control him and manage the intimacy between them.

But now it was different.

She was his wife, his wife, the closest and most important person in his life besides his parents.

The mere thought of this established fact made her heart race, a feeling of unreality creeping in.

While Lu Rangchen appeared to be talking to the waiter, he was actually keeping a close eye on her out of the corner of his eye. Just as she was about to unlock his phone, he suddenly spoke, “141006.”

Her fingertips paused.

Zhu Yunque realized what was happening and looked up at him.

Lu Rangchen also looked at her, his tone drawn out, “Can’t you type?”

“…”

Zhu Yunque ignored him, looked away, and entered the password on the screen.

Sure enough, it unlocked instantly, and then she saw his phone screen was flooded with WeChat messages.

They were all asking Lu Rangchen what was going on and whether he was really married.

Zhu Yunque’s heart skipped a beat. She clicked into his Moments and saw the post Lu Rangchen had made earlier. An inexplicable emotion suddenly welled up inside her.

She looked up at him and said, “So you’re just going to go public like this?”

The meal was finished, and Lu Rangchen leisurely sipped his lemonade, glancing at her nonchalantly, “What else could I do?”

He chuckled, “Are you trying to smother me?”

Hearing him say that, Zhu Yunque’s heart swelled with even more sweetness.

But she still felt a vague worry.

Lu Rangchen, of course, knew what she was worried about; he had already thought it through.

Taking the phone she handed him, Lu Rangchen casually tossed it onto the table, and the first thing he did was take her hand on the table and squeeze it twice.

He smiled. “Zhu Yunque, don’t be so timid, okay?”

Zhu Yunque lowered her eyes and pursed her lips slightly.

Lu Rangchen added, “Don’t worry, I’ll go back to see him tomorrow morning and explain everything to him.”

The “he” he was referring to was Old Master Cheng.

He hadn’t blocked anyone from seeing that post on WeChat Moments, so the Cheng family could see it too.

Zhu Yunque also saw the message from one of Lu Rangchen’s aunts and was shocked, asking him what was going on and whether he was deliberately trying to anger the old man.

As for Lu Rangchen’s reply, she didn’t know.

She only knew that she had been absent-minded all night, even though they had gone to see the movie she wanted to see.

Lu Rangchen saw that his attempts to coax her hadn’t worked.

So after the movie, he simply took her home, holding her hand the whole way. That clingy affection hadn’t diminished despite their marriage and the sense of security it brought; in fact, it was even stronger than before.

Although Lu Rangchen hadn’t drunk any alcohol, Zhu Yunque, unusually, had a little, making her a bit dizzy, and she wanted to take a shower when she got home.

Lu Rangchen blocked her way at the door, taking her arms and pulling them behind her waist. His tone was indulgent as he said, “That liquor you drank wasn’t cheap. Are you sure you can manage a shower alone?”

Zhu Yunque looked up at him, honestly shaking her head. “No, I’m a little dizzy.”

Lu Rangchen smiled, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

Clearly, it wasn’t a pleasant tone, but she still went along with it, her voice soft, “…But I don’t feel comfortable if I don’t shower.”

She’d gotten up early to catch a flight and had been busy all day. Without a shower, she felt covered in sweat and couldn’t sleep.

Since Lu Rangchen was going to shower too, he took the opportunity, raising an eyebrow and saying, “How about I help you?”

These words were like a secret code only the two of them understood.

Zhu Yunque looked at him, her eyes flashing, her cheeks suddenly flushing.

Both knew what was about to happen.

Even so, she nodded; after all, this was their “wedding night.” She hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip softly, a hint of embarrassment in her voice, and said, “But… we don’t have any condoms at home.”

The words left her lips.

Lu Rangchen’s gaze, which had been fixed on her, grew even deeper and more intense.

His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he said, with a half-smile, “Who said we don’t have any?”

“…”

Zhu Yunque stared at him, stunned.

Before she could speak, Lu Rangchen lifted her by the bottom and hoisted her onto his shoulder.

The sudden movement startled Zhu Yunque, causing her to gasp softly. Lu Rangchen then carried her into the bathroom, accompanied by a snort of laughter. “I prepared them on the way here. They’re in your suitcase. Didn’t you see them?”

The small bathroom was filled with steam and moisture.

The sound of a woman’s whimpering, her mouth gagged, could be heard immediately.

The slippers fell to the floor with a thud.

Lu Rangchen lifted Zhu Yunque and sat her on the dressing table, then lowered his body.

It was something Zhu Yunque had never experienced before—panic, shyness, and being so flustered that her toes curled up.

Following this was Lu Rangchen’s deep, magnetic voice, tinged with lust, his voice a low, seductive sneer.

“Didn’t you provoke me this afternoon, hmm?”

“Why are you gritting your teeth and not saying a word now?”