Husband, may I move back in with you?

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Shu Nian watched Shu Han lose his temper so fiercely and felt a bit frightened.

“Well, actually, I love my husband very much. He treats me well, I like him, and I’m willing to marry him,” she said, as if promising that in this world, there was absolutely no better man than him.

“I know you all know I liked Yun Yang, liked him for a very long time, but in recent years I suddenly realized it was just a beautiful dream, and now that I’m awake, I’ve met my true soulmate.”

Then the tone shifted dramatically, as she took control of the situation.

“I heard from mother that the company is having cash flow problems. I think my husband can help; he’s quite well-known in the financial world. I can have him lend a hand, and the company’s cash flow should recover by tomorrow!”

Indeed, Shu Han’s heart stirred upon hearing this, but to treat his sister as a bargaining chip? He just couldn’t do that.

But mutual affection was another matter.

Yet right now, he couldn’t tell if she was truly in love or being forced.

Shu’s father, sitting on the sofa nearby, also felt this was a good opportunity because the company’s cash flow was indeed problematic; if it couldn’t turn around within a month, bankruptcy or even debt would be inevitable.

But this girl was the first child born to his most beloved woman whom he had raised since childhood—how could he bear to see her used as a bargaining tool?

Yet even though she claimed to have found her true love, deep down he didn’t believe it. She had once loved Yun Yang with a passion that nearly consumed her.

That stubborn girl, with a headstrong nature—you never get her to turn back until she hits a wall.

He Shuan, watching the three of them change expressions, took Shu’s father’s hand and said, “If Nian has really found her true love, then congratulations. When you have time, bring him back for us to meet; we’ll help keep an eye on things.”

“Let’s stop here for the night,” he added.

“Okay, next time I’ll bring him back. But today, my husband specially called me back, saying I should hurry home to catch up with him since we haven’t seen each other for a long time. Goodbye, father, brother.”

Shu’s father’s eyes were full of joy: “Wait, you must have photos, right?”

Shu Nian smiled awkwardly.

They had barely met, so where would the photos come from?

“Father, I’m sorry. My husband’s identity is special,” she said, twisting her hands together, revealing her embarrassment.

He Shuan quickly said, “Alright, be careful on the road, Nian.”

He didn’t even bother to meet the grieving looks from the father and son behind him.

“Okay, bye.”

…

Staying here was impossible. The malicious stepmother had already won the trust of both father and brother. If I stayed here, I’d only be a needless burden, maybe even cause awkwardness!

Besides, judging by father’s intentions, he would definitely choose the family’s interests over personal ones.

In the previous life, father only wanted me to marry Fu Zhouye, but at that time the company’s financial chain had long broken, the company was already bankrupt, and he went to Fu Zhouye threatening him, even resorting to “selling” his daughter to restore the company’s salaries.

Who knew that by then I had already divorced Fu Zhouye.

Moreover, if I pressed any further, the truth would come out. If they found out Fu Zhouye was my husband, the roof would be blown off.

In my previous life, after struggling and scraping by, I divorced Fu Zhouye and became Best Actress.

This life, I still want to be an actress because that’s my dream, my ideal, my lifelong pursuit.

Right now, though, I’m just a poor soul with no home.

Shu Nian called Butler Li again, asking, “May I live in your master’s villa? Don’t worry, I won’t disturb him. I’ll behave myself.”

Butler Li heard this plea as soon as he answered the phone, but he didn’t have the authority to decide! His master hated women touching his things most of all.

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“I’m sorry, ma’am, I don’t know how he feels about this. I need to call him and ask.”

Shu Nian felt this was to be expected because in the past life, she never cohabited with the big shot.

They barely even met face to face.

Butler Li knocked on his master’s study door, and surprisingly, his master easily agreed to something—it was actually an agreement!

In truth, Fu Zhouye merely thought she was a useless trophy wife. His family’s influence was deep and complicated, and he needed a Fu Madam to prevent his family from arranging random marriages for him.

Besides, he only came back a few times a month; it didn’t matter much.

Butler Li’s tone sounded a bit excited as he told Shu Nian, “You can move in. I’ll give you an address. Don’t bring many clothes; everything you need is there.”

This way, the grand house wouldn’t be empty. Having someone around to talk to would prevent him from staring into the void all day.

There was a man the madam liked when she was young. After she went abroad, that man got a girlfriend.

Master Fu chose her precisely because of that. They signed a prenuptial agreement that after the old man passed away, they would divorce.

Butler Li had served Fu Zhouye for many years and understood his cold, ruthless nature.

Fu Jianzhi was like a perfect working machine, only caring about his expanding business empire, indifferent to most people around him.

Since Shu Nian had someone else she cared for, she wouldn’t cling desperately to him—a perfect trophy wife.

They had always lived separately, and the madam had never come to this residence before. Today, for some reason, she actually came back.

Shu Nian was incredulous but that was reality.

She fell into thought.

Rebirth was both an opportunity and a challenge.

Now, I have the chance to start over and live a different life.

Shu Nian stood before the magnificent wrought iron gates, her heart a mix of emotions.

This was the legendary manor of Fu Zhouye, CEO of the Fu Group, vast beyond imagination, like an independent kingdom.

“Ding dong—” Shu Nian pressed the doorbell, silently praying everything would go smoothly.

Soon, a middle-aged butler in uniform opened the door. His eyes had a scrutinizing look but he politely said, “You must be Miss Su, please follow me.”

Shu Nian followed the butler down a long corridor, each step feeling like walking on clouds—dreamlike and unreal.

Finally, the butler stopped before an intricately carved door, gently pushed it open, and gestured for her to enter.

“Mr. Fu is already waiting for you inside,” the butler whispered.

The big shot—why would he see me? A mere small fish like me worthy of meeting him?

Yet I was the one who made such an unreasonable request, and he agreed—how understanding of him!

Still, better to be cautious.

Shu Nian took a deep breath and stepped inside.

The room was spacious and bright. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows stretched a lush green lawn; a fountain sparkled dazzlingly under the lights in the distance.

Seated on the sofa was the man bound to Shu Nian by contract—Fu Zhouye.

Fu Zhouye wore a simple white shirt and black trousers, his hair casually combed back, yet his innate nobility and refined demeanor were unmistakable.

He looked up at Shu Nian, a subtle flicker of surprise crossing his eyes before returning to calm.

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“I don’t know why you’ve come, and I won’t beat around the bush,” Fu Zhouye said directly. “I’ll give you forty million yuan a month for living expenses, but remember this.”

Though it was a verbal contract, Fu Zhouye wasn’t afraid she would break it.

“First, after marriage, in front of elders, we each play our roles and don’t interfere in each other’s private matters.

Second, the marriage remains secret.

Third, be available whenever called.

Fourth, the marriage lasts until I decide otherwise.”

Shu Nian nodded. Fu Zhouye seemed difficult to get along with.

“I understand, Mr. Fu. I will abide by it.”

After all, it was Fu Zhouye—such demands were reasonable.

Satisfied, Fu Zhouye nodded and handed her a card. “This is your living expense card; the password is six zeros. Also, you can use everything in the manor except my study and bedroom.”

Taking the card, her heart raced with excitement.

Forty million! An amount she had never dared to imagine before.

“Also, after divorce, I’ll give you proper compensation to ensure your later years are comfortable.”

Wow, my treatment this lifetime is amazing. I’ll follow this big shot; he’s my sugar daddy. I’ll go through fire and water for him.

Well, he doesn’t seem to need me to go through fire and water, so I’ll just be a proper trophy wife!

“Um… Mr. Fu, which room will I stay in?” she asked cautiously.

“The butler will arrange it,” Fu Zhouye said, then stood up, ready to leave.

“Wait, Mr. Fu,” she suddenly called out.

He paused and turned, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. “What is it?”

“I… want to tell you something,” she took a deep breath and mustered courage. “I actually like Yun Yang. I definitely won’t like you.”

The man across from her was momentarily stunned, then smiled playfully. “Oh? Is that so? That’s even better.”

She couldn’t help but think, this little girl is still just a little girl—when she loves someone, she can’t keep it hidden, insisting the whole world knows.

With that, he left the room without looking back.

Shu Nian stood there, emotions swirling.

What will this lie bring me?

Forget it, why overthink? Enjoy the good times first, then endure hardship—no, enjoy a lifetime of blessings.

It would bring me wealth and honor, countless times forty million, a life free from want.

Thinking of the future life, so leisurely—a true winner! So many people dreamed of this life, yet I achieved it effortlessly.

Perhaps I am the destined one. Surely, I am the leading lady. Who else upon rebirth would have such a setup?

Hahaha, hahahaha, hahahahahaha!

Too tired to explore her bedroom further, Shu Nian took a quick shower and went to bed early.

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