My Mother-in-Law and I Became the Internet's Hottest Power Couple-Chapter 115

Yu Wanqiu still went back to her room to put on some makeup—why not look a little prettier if she could? However, to avoid keeping the Lu family waiting too long, she only applied light makeup: some foundation, lightly filled-in brows, and a swipe of lipstick.

In Lu Shuangchen's eyes, Yu Wanqiu was indeed beautiful.

With makeup, her features appeared bolder and more striking—her brows slender and arched, her lips a fiery, sophisticated shade. Without it, she looked fresh and natural, exuding a lazy charm. Her youthful complexion was so flawless that she outshone even the most idealized portraits.

But these thoughts remained locked in Lu Shuangchen’s mind. He would never voice them aloud to Yu Wanqiu.

He feared it might come off as intrusive or presumptuous, making him seem immature. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

After Yu Wanqiu returned to her room, Lu Shuangchen continued moving the gifts inside.

The occasion was a marriage proposal, but to an outsider, it might have looked like the Lu family was moving house. There were six cases of liquor—each containing six bottles, symbolizing smooth sailing and good fortune.

Six boxes of pastries from a time-honored bakery in B City. Though each box held only a few pieces, the flavors were exquisite.

Lu Shuangchen’s sister-in-law was particularly fond of these pastries, praising them for being sweet but not cloying. Since he hadn’t met Yu Wanqiu many times, he wasn’t sure what she liked, so he chose things he thought she might enjoy.

Several boxes of premium tea were also brought—Longjing, Oolong, Biluochun—as she seemed like someone who appreciated tea. There were even two boxes of floral tea blends.

Assuming most women liked flowers and plants, Lu Shuangchen also included some cordyceps, perfect for stewing with chicken or making nourishing soups.

The rest consisted of regional delicacies, mostly food items, along with a few antiques.

He could only hope Yu Wanqiu would like them.

For Yu’s father and mother, this was the fulfillment of a lifelong wish. Yu Wanqiu wasn’t like other girls—she had dropped out of college after just a few months to pursue acting, enduring hardships without complaint. Now that her career was thriving, marriage was the only missing piece.

In her mother’s eyes, Yu Wanqiu had plenty of flaws. But when she looked at Lu Shuangchen, she saw nothing but virtues—except for his slightly older age.

Yet maturity meant he was more considerate and capable of taking care of others, so that wasn’t really a drawback.

Lu’s mother chimed in, "Xiao Qiu has a strong personality, so you’ll need to be patient with her. She’s also a bit spoiled—I can’t even get her to lift a finger. She spends most of the year filming, but don’t worry, all her projects are respectable..."

Lu Shuangchen listened quietly, but before she could finish, Yu Wanqiu reappeared. "Mom, what are you saying?"

She had changed into a lavender dress with a delicate floral print, radiating gentleness. Her hair was tied into a high ponytail, the long braid swaying as she walked. Standing beside her, Lu Shuangchen looked more like an older brother—several years her senior.

"Can you not badmouth me?" Yu Wanqiu protested.

She didn’t want the marriage talks to fall apart before they even began.

She was well aware of her flaws, but everyone had them—did Lu Shuangchen think he was perfect?

Besides, he should consider himself lucky to marry her.

Yu’s mother sighed. "Look at that temper of hers! Come, everyone, take a seat. Xiao Qiu, go make tea for Uncle Lu and Auntie. And this must be the little one—what a darling!"

Lu’s second sister-in-law had brought Lu Yiran along. A stylish woman who loved movies, she was a huge fan of Yu Wanqiu.

She hadn’t needed to come today—her parents could have handled it—but she couldn’t pass up the chance to meet her idol.

Up close, Yu Wanqiu was breathtakingly beautiful.

Lu’s second sister-in-law was momentarily speechless. "Even with eight extra legs, I couldn’t compare to Xiao Qiu! Here, hold Yiran—she’s just as lovely. Auntie, how did you raise such a fairy-like daughter?"

Flattery always worked. Yu’s mother beamed, while Yu Wanqiu flushed slightly. She knew she was attractive, but "fairy-like" felt excessive.

Her gaze flickered to Lu Shuangchen, who wore a faint smile.

Was he agreeing or just amused?

Yu Wanqiu took Lu Yiran into her arms. The one-year-old was lively, babbling sweet nonsense.

Lu’s second sister-in-law followed Yu Wanqiu to prepare tea, shooting Lu Shuangchen a playful wink before disappearing inside. He shook his head helplessly. "Uncle Yu, Auntie, is there anything I can help with?"

Lu’s mother seized the chance to praise her son. "Shuangchen is very diligent—he can handle buying rice and flour, fetching water... Oh, has the water vat been filled yet? Go top it up."

Before modern plumbing, every household drew water from the well.

Lu Shuangchen nodded. While the elders discussed the wedding, he quietly filled the water vat, swept the courtyard, and tidied every corner.

Yu Wanqiu served tea, exchanged a few polite words, then slipped out again—she wasn’t needed inside. She went looking for Lu Shuangchen and found him sweeping the yard.

His suit jacket hung casually from an apricot tree branch. Petals littered the ground, but he seemed to find them too pretty to sweep away.

Dressed in a white shirt tucked into dress pants, Lu Shuangchen, despite being thirty, still carried a youthful vigor.

For a fleeting moment, Yu Wanqiu wondered why they hadn’t met sooner, living so close all this time.

Lu Shuangchen had no idea what she was thinking.

She stood on the steps; he remained under the apricot tree, still holding the broom.

"I was just sweeping to pass the time," he explained. "Your home is already very clean."

He didn’t want her to think he was implying otherwise.

Yu Wanqiu smiled. "Come inside for some snacks and water."

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After putting the broom away, he followed her inside. Their entrance side by side made the room’s occupants pause.

Lu’s mother gestured. "Wanqiu, sit down. Shuangchen enjoys chores, though he’s not much of a cook. After marriage, you can hire help—we’d never expect you to cook."

Yu Wanqiu could cook, but why should she admit it? If she did, she’d end up doing all the work.

"I’m not very skilled either," she said. "On set, I just eat what everyone else does. It’s not a big deal."

Yu’s mother nearly interjected that her daughter could cook but bit her tongue just in time.

Lu’s mother was satisfied. The families were well-matched—the only minor flaw was Yu Wanqiu’s acting career. But times had changed; actors weren’t the same as old-fashioned entertainers. If her parents had no objections, who was she to complain?

Her greater concern was whether Lu Shuangchen minded. Thankfully, he seemed perfectly content.

While the two were absent, the wedding details were nearly settled.

The Lu family’s sincerity was evident, and the Yu family had no intention of making things difficult. The discussion went smoothly, and the wedding date was set for late June—just over a month away.

After marriage, they lived in a villa in City B, which Lu Shuangchen had purchased outright. It was close to the courtyard house, allowing them to visit often.

There was no need to worry about the betrothal gifts—Lu's mother had even brought a pair of Hetian jade bracelets as a meeting present for Yu Wanqiu.

Lu Shuangchen had also prepared a gift, which he planned to give her later when they were alone.

Yu Wanqiu found it all a bit unbelievable. She was really about to get married.

The Lu family also thought things were moving quickly, but then again, Lu Shuangchen was already 31. If he didn’t marry now, would he wait until he was 40?

Lu Shuangchen was financially stable—he could afford houses and anything else they needed.

A month was enough time for the Lu family to prepare.

At noon, the Lu family stayed for lunch. In the afternoon, since Lu Shuangchen had nothing else to do, he asked Yu Wanqiu if she wanted to go see a movie.

Lu Shuangchen said, "I have two movie tickets. I don’t know if you’re free."

They were now engaged, so going out together would surely feel different from their first meeting.

Yu Wanqiu asked, "To the cinema?"

She was an actress, and her new film was currently showing. Going to the cinema now would be like walking straight into the line of fire.

Lu Shuangchen only realized this belatedly, but before he could say anything, Yu Wanqiu added, "Let’s go. It’s fine, but I need to change first."

Yu Wanqiu went back to her room and changed into a suit, adding a hat and sunglasses. "Alright, let’s go."

The sunglasses covered half her face—no one would recognize her now.

Lu Shuangchen nodded. Yu Wanqiu looked stunning as always. How could she always be so beautiful?

Lu Shuangchen drove them straight to a cinema in City B. After parking, he asked Yu Wanqiu to wait for a moment.

She didn’t know what he was doing, but after about five minutes, she saw him jogging back, holding a candied hawthorn stick in one hand and two small bags in the other.

Dressed in a suit, he looked a bit comical.

Stopping in front of her, Lu Shuangchen said, "Candied hawthorn, roasted sweet potatoes, and chestnuts. I don’t know if you like them."

They hadn’t known each other long, so Lu Shuangchen’s understanding of Yu Wanqiu was still shallow, but he believed they would learn more about each other over time.

Yu Wanqiu smiled. As an actress, she had stricter dietary restrictions than most people. She usually avoided such snacks.

"Hold onto them. We can eat during the movie," Yu Wanqiu said with a smile, walking ahead into the cinema.

Lu Shuangchen hummed in agreement, trailing two steps behind her. He exhaled softly—he had no experience in this, didn’t know how to charm her, and had no idea what she liked.

He could only try his best, but he couldn’t even tell if Yu Wanqiu genuinely liked anything or if she was just acting.

The movie was a new release, but not one of Yu Wanqiu’s works. It was a martial arts film about the passionate bonds and vendettas of warriors in the martial world.

Lu Shuangchen assumed the movie must be good because Yu Wanqiu watched it intently.

He barely paid attention, sitting stiffly in his seat with the candied hawthorn in hand.

Yu Wanqiu didn’t eat any of it, so Lu Shuangchen didn’t ask again.

Was the food not to her taste? Or did she dislike that he had bought it?

The candied hawthorn was for her, so Lu Shuangchen felt awkward eating it himself. The roasted sweet potatoes and chestnuts also remained untouched.

Halfway through the film, Yu Wanqiu wiped her tears. "This was filmed next to my set. I know the lead actress."

Lu Shuangchen, missing the point, asked, "Do you know the male lead too?"

Yu Wanqiu: "..."

She regretted saying anything.

"Not well," she replied curtly.

Afraid he might ask more, Yu Wanqiu pointed at the candied hawthorn in his hand. "I’ll have some now."

Lu Shuangchen quickly handed it over, but Yu Wanqiu only wanted one piece. She leaned in and took a bite from his hand.

In the darkened theater, illuminated only by the flickering screen, with everyone else engrossed in the movie, Lu Shuangchen’s heart raced wildly.

He watched as Yu Wanqiu tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and ate half the hawthorn berry. "I’m watching my weight, so I can’t have too much. Just a taste is enough."

Without thinking, Lu Shuangchen ate the other half. For the rest of the movie, his mind was elsewhere.

After the film ended, his heart still hadn’t settled. "Let’s have dinner together later. Oh—you’re dieting, right? Eating a little won’t hurt. You’re not overweight at all."

He meant it—Yu Wanqiu truly wasn’t overweight.

Lu Shuangchen spoke with such sincerity that it was hard not to believe him.

Yu Wanqiu said, "We can grab something light. I’m not very hungry."

Though she said "something light," Lu Shuangchen wouldn’t take it lightly.

They went to a private dining spot known for its excellent food and discreet atmosphere, where Yu Wanqiu could eat without her sunglasses.

Once seated, Lu Shuangchen took out a small box from his pocket. "This is for you."

If they weren’t engaged, Yu Wanqiu wouldn’t have accepted gifts from him. But now that they were to be married, it was only natural.

She took it and opened it immediately. A diamond necklace sparkled brilliantly under the light.

The pendant was a pink diamond, surrounded by smaller diamonds.

Such a beautiful necklace, crammed into such a tiny box—Yu Wanqiu worried the diamonds might get scratched.

Though she earned well as an actress, she wasn’t at the level of casually buying diamonds this size.

It was gorgeous.

And incredibly generous—who just casually gifted diamonds, let alone one this big?

Yu Wanqiu didn’t doubt its authenticity. Lu Shuangchen wouldn’t give her fake jewelry. Admittedly, the diamond was a major plus in his favor.

"I’ll accept it, then," she said.

Lu Shuangchen exhaled in relief. He could tell she genuinely liked it. "As long as you’re happy."

After dinner, Lu Shuangchen drove Yu Wanqiu home. The streets were quiet.

Yu Wanqiu had something else to discuss—she wanted a low-key wedding. Her fame had grown over the years, and a grand ceremony would attract media attention.

She preferred keeping it as simple as possible.

Lu Shuangchen had no objections. A gathering of close friends and family was enough.

Once the wedding dress was bought and photos taken, there wasn’t much else to do.

Though the wedding was somewhat rushed, it suited Yu Wanqiu’s wishes perfectly.

For their first month of marriage, Lu Shuangchen planned to take her on a honeymoon.