My rigid, jealous husband has fallen for me, even though I'm a hopeless romantic.

Chapter 152 Delivering Betrothal Gifts to the Lu Family

The two of them drank from sunset until the moon and stars were few.

Dong Xiaolin still felt he hadn't had enough fun.

But when she thought about how the next day was the day Wei Xiuming was to present the betrothal gifts, she decided not to force him to stay.

Wei Xiuming stood at the entrance of the martial arts school for a moment to catch his breath and let out a long sigh.

He rubbed his face to clear his head before walking towards the carriage that was waiting for him not far away: "Let's go back to the manor."

He hadn't drunk as much as he did today in a long time.

However, after the initial excitement, I now only feel tired.

His only thought was to hurry back home so he could sleep.

Otherwise, if you wake up tomorrow looking listless, your father will drag you back to the training ground and give you a good beating.

He hadn't forgotten the Third Prince's tragic state.

Besides, it would be too embarrassing for him to be disciplined by his father in front of the soldiers he led.

Wei Dongning only learned from Xiao Wu the day after she finished practicing martial arts that it was the day the Wei family was going to the Lu family to deliver betrothal gifts.

He paused, wiping his sweaty hand. "I almost forgot about this. Why didn't my dad remind me yesterday?"

"Don't even mention it, I almost forgot too. Your dad didn't say anything, probably because all he could think about at the time was how to get the money back from you." Xiao Wu jumped down next to Wei Dongning and lay down, waiting for her to groom him.

As the weather gradually warms up, Xiao Wu has officially entered the molting stage.

Now, it's practically a walking dandelion.

Every corner of the room bears the traces of its passing.

Even if Xiaofu cleans every day, there will still be quite a few things that slip through the net.

Xiao Wu himself felt quite helpless about this.

It tried its best to lick its own fur.

Unfortunately, it had so much fur that what it did was just a drop in the ocean.

Wei Dongning quickly wiped the sweat off her face, took the comb that Xiao Fu had specially made for Xiao Wu, and patiently combed down the hair on the surface of her face. She didn't forget to ask again, "Can I still see the scene of Big Brother and Miss Lu's last meeting? Let me see it."

"No." Xiao Wu shuddered comfortably twice, then continued, "Because your older brother has never met Miss Lu before. Today is their first meeting."

"Okay. If you're not busy later, could you help me set up the live stream?"

"Of course, I've got your back covered! Ahhh, Ningbao, be gentle, you're pulling my skin." Xiao Wu was snoring comfortably when he suddenly felt a pulling sensation from his back.

It was in pain and wanted to run away.

But Wei Dongning pressed her back onto her leg with a strong hand: "Your leg is knotted. Just bear with it, I'll be as gentle as I can."

Fortunately, the tangles weren't too bad, and Wei Dongning quickly combed them out.

A cat hair floated in the air as Wei Dongning moved, eventually drifting into her nostril.

Wei Dongning couldn't help but sniffle uncomfortably, then hugged Xiao Wu tightly and sneezed loudly.

"Hey, Wu, couldn't you have made yourself a character who doesn't shed?"

"Sure, but wouldn't that look too weird? What long-haired kitten doesn't shed?"

“You’re right.” Wei Dongning resignedly picked up the comb again: “Luckily you’re not very big.”

"Don't worry too much, I've already set it to shorten the molting period. According to the program, it will be over in three days."

Wei Dongning felt as if she could see the dawn of victory beckoning to her, and she couldn't help but be moved to tears.

Xiao Fu looked up and saw that her eyes were red, and thought she was uncomfortable because of the cat hair flying everywhere.

He hurriedly took Xiao Wu from her arms and said, "Young Madam, let me groom Xiao Wu. You go and wash up first."

The lingering effects of that cat hair were still there; Wei Dongning still felt an itch on her nose, and even scratching it didn't help.

He didn't stop Xiao Fu's suggestion and let her take Xiao Wu away and walk to the washstand.

I washed it carefully twice before the itching finally disappeared.

Wei Dongning combed Xiao Wu's fur for the first time, which cleared most of the hidden knots.

When it was Xiao Fu's turn, it took almost no effort to comb a large clump of fur off it.

Looking at the small pile of white fur beside her, Xiao Fu tapped Xiao Wu's nose with a comb and said to Wei Dongning with a smile, "Young Madam, how about we collect all the fur that Xiao Wu has shed and make a shawl for it?"

When Wei Dongning heard her idea, her eyes lit up.

In her past life, she followed many pet bloggers, including one who made scarves from her own dog's shed fur.

She just remembered that the process was quite complicated.

Not only do you have to wash and dry the fur, but you also have to comb it fluffy and spin it into yarn.

It sounds like a lot of trouble.

So although she was very interested in Xiao Fu's suggestion, she still rationally chose to refuse: "Forget it, making a shawl is too much trouble, and the amount of fur that Xiao Wu sheds is probably not enough."

Xiao Fu nodded with a regretful expression and didn't say anything more.

However, after brushing Xiao Wu's fur, I still collected all the shed fur and took it back to my room.

She still wanted to give it a try.

"Ningbao, your parents and your older brother have already left." Xiao Wu, a frontline reporter, immediately notified Wei Dongning, who was practicing calligraphy, upon noticing the Wei family's movements: "Goodness, is your older brother preparing to show off his peacock feathers today?"

Wei Dongning glanced at Wei Xiuming's clothes through the screen Xiao Wu projected onto her.

He wore a dark-colored, patterned, round-necked robe and had his hair tied up with a silver crown.

Their righteous spirit was perfectly highlighted by them.

It was indeed more formal than his usual clothes.

No wonder Xiao Wu made that comment.

Wei Xiuming wasn't originally wearing this outfit.

However, Bai Suyun saw that he was dressed exactly the same as usual, and without saying a word, she told him to go back and change.

After going through several rounds of deliberation, I finally decided on this outfit.

Wei Xiuming had no choice but to obediently follow his mother's arrangements, riding his horse and following them to the Lu residence.

Wei Dongning stared at Wei Xiuming's reluctant face on the screen, eagerly anticipating the moment when he would be amazed by the Lu family's young lady.

Who doesn't enjoy watching a spectacle?

Wei Xiuming kept trying to reassure himself throughout the journey.

It wasn't that he was worried that Miss Lu wasn't pretty enough, but rather that a strange sense of unease lingered in his heart.

Even his palms, which were used to holding the horse's reins, couldn't help but get a thin layer of sweat.

I only experienced this feeling once, when I first went to the battlefield and witnessed the cruelty of war.

"Xiuming, what are you still standing there for? Get down quickly." Wei Liangzhe stepped down from the carriage, looked at his son who was staring blankly at the plaque above the Lu family gate, frowned slightly, and whispered a reminder.

Wei Liangzhe then suddenly realized what was happening and dismounted from his horse.

Then, he coughed lightly, looking slightly embarrassed, and said, "Let's go in."

Fortunately, his dazed look only lasted for a moment, and no one else noticed anything unusual about him.

Otherwise, it would be extremely impolite.

Wei Dongning wanted to continue watching, but was interrupted by Qian Rong's knocking on the door.

"Young Madam, the young master asked me to come back and fetch you to go to him."