I Woke Up And Found Myself Married - Chapter 43

After watching the full moon, Ji Fuyi and Yu Wei returned to the hotel.

 

As soon as Yu Wei stepped inside, she sat down on the sofa, used the remote to open all the curtains, and asked Ji Fuyi, “Do you want a late-night snack?”

 

“I’m not really hungry,” Ji Fuyi said, watching her antics and silently thinking how childish she was. She sat down beside her. “If you want to eat, just order room service.”

 

“What do you feel like eating?” Yu Wei asked.

 

Ji Fuyi thought for a few seconds and said, “Dumplings.”

 

Yu Wei: “…?”

 

She thought she’d misheard. Ji Fuyi wanted dumplings in the middle of the night?

 

“Uh, dumplings?” Yu Wei asked again.

 

Ji Fuyi nodded and, after thinking for a bit, said seriously, “I want pan-fried dumplings, with golden crispy bottoms. The kind that crunch when you bite into them. And I want vinegar and chili sauce with it.”

 

Yu Wei nodded and started calling room service.

 

She was a little anxious. In a place like Summer Island, Western cuisine was abundant, and there were Japanese and Chinese restaurants too. But something as simple as dumplings—would the hotel even have that?

 

Ji Fuyi leaned close to her ear and said gently, “I’m going to shower first. There’s so much sand on my feet.”

 

Yu Wei gestured to show she understood.

 

Room service picked up quickly. After hearing her request, the attendant replied politely, “We do have pan-fried dumplings available, but there may be a bit of a wait. Would you like to add anything else?”

 

Yu Wei let out a sigh of relief, ordered a few more dishes, and hung up.

 

By the time Ji Fuyi finished her shower and, wrapped in a bathrobe, sat down at the table, she found a massive plate of dumplings in front of her—sixty in total.

 

Yu Wei beamed at her, clearly waiting for praise. “Six different flavors of dumplings, just like you wanted!”

 

Ji Fuyi silently stared at the mountain of dumplings. She had imagined a small plate with five or six dumplings—definitely not this massive platter that was visually overwhelming.

 

Yu Wei handed her chopsticks and smiled. “Try them!”

 

“They are good…” Ji Fuyi took a bite. It was exactly her type—the bottom was crispy and golden, the wrapper perfectly soft. The juices burst into her mouth the moment she bit in, and the meat was savory and pure. The vinegar and chili gave it a wonderfully complex flavor.

 

“But this is way too much, isn’t it?” she asked after finishing one.

 

“Well, apparently this is a combo called… something like Liu Liu Da Shun—‘Smooth Sailing and Good Fortune’ or whatever,” Yu Wei explained as she took one for herself and immediately showed a blissful expression. “Wow, this is delicious. I didn’t expect a resort on Summer Island to make dumplings this well.”

 

A dumpling combo with a name like Liu Liu Da Shun… Ji Fuyi wasn’t sure if she should call it creative or something else entirely.

 

Yu Wei picked up the remote and opened all the curtains.

 

The night outside was peaceful. In the dark sky, the moon gave off a soft glow. Viewing it through the glass somehow made the moonlight feel even more crystal clear.

 

It would’ve been perfect—if not for the massive plate of dumplings in front of them.

 

Then again, dumplings weren’t so bad either.

 

Ji Fuyi glanced at the moonlight and decided to stop questioning why there were so many dumplings. She dipped one in vinegar and chili sauce and took another bite.

 

“If you like them, eat more,” Yu Wei said, placing another dumpling on Ji Fuyi’s plate and watching her with her chin in her hands. “There’s plenty.”

 

“Sixty-six dumplings isn’t enough for you?” Ji Fuyi asked, staring at her plate. Yu Wei really looked like she was worried she wouldn’t get enough to eat. Ji Fuyi was baffled—where did she get that idea?

 

“Your noodles are going to congeal if you don’t eat them,” Ji Fuyi reminded.

 

“Oh right, I forgot.”

 

Yu Wei quickly looked away from her and stopped staring.

 

She picked up her plain noodles and saw that the edges had already started to dry up.

 

“They really are getting overcooked! That’s going to ruin the taste,” she exclaimed and reached for some condiments.

 

Ji Fuyi gave her a disapproving look. Yu Wei suddenly realized something and hurriedly said:

 

“Oh! I forgot you’re a celebrity—should I not use the word ‘ruined’? You guys have so many taboos, I didn’t mean to… I won’t say it next time.”

 

Ever since they’d “gotten together,” Yu Wei had done her homework—looking things up, making sure she didn’t accidentally say or do anything that might ruin her master plan of “When will you fall for me?”

 

After speaking, Yu Wei blinked up at her with a bit of caution in her expression.

 

“Some people do care about things like that, but I don’t. You don’t have to be so careful.”

 

Ji Fuyi frowned slightly. “It makes things feel awkward, like we’re not close.”

 

“Really? So we are close now. That’s great.” Yu Wei grinned, clearly thrilled. “Why don’t you care though?”

 

Ever since Ji Fuyi had told her she could ask anything, Yu Wei had become fearless—asking whatever came to mind. Things she’d never dare say before now flowed effortlessly.

 

Ji Fuyi paused. Had she been so cold before that she’d stifled this little troublemaker?

 

“It’s simple,” Ji Fuyi answered coolly. “Because I’m not afraid of becoming irrelevant.”

 

She had her portfolio to back her. She’d won Best Actress at twenty, and her awards filled an entire display case. There really wasn’t much she needed to worry about.

 

Yu Wei stared at her in awe. She suddenly realized—Ji Fuyi was so confident. And somehow, that confidence was… incredibly attractive.

 

Without a word, Yu Wei stood up and walked over to Ji Fuyi’s side.

 

Ji Fuyi looked at her, confused. “What is it?”

 

“Nothing.” Yu Wei stared at her. “I just really wanted to kiss you.”

 

“Only one kiss,” Ji Fuyi said as she tucked her long hair behind her ear and revealed one side of her face.

 

Yu Wei quickly pecked her on the cheek and ran back to her seat with a silly grin, resting her chin in her hands as she stared at her.

 

“Your noodles really are going to overcook.”

 

Ji Fuyi shifted uncomfortably under her gaze and reminded her again.

 

“Ahhh! I forgot!”

 

Yu Wei scrambled to add vinegar and chili sauce to her broth, stirred it quickly, and eagerly picked up a mouthful.

 

“Wow, this is so good too! What is this hotel doing? Their food’s amazing—they should open a restaurant. This plain noodle soup is as good as the one from the noodle shop near my childhood alley—chewy, sticky, and the broth is so flavorful. It’s incredible!”

 

“Really?” Ji Fuyi was intrigued.

 

“Yes! Try it,” Yu Wei said, twirling some noodles around her chopsticks and placing them on a spoon. She scooped up some broth and brought it to Ji Fuyi’s lips. Ji Fuyi, caught off guard, opened her mouth and ate it.

 

“So fresh,” Ji Fuyi’s eyes lit up. “I’m ordering this tomorrow.”

 

“Sure, I’ll get it for you,” Yu Wei beamed. “Want me to feed you?”

 

“No,” Ji Fuyi said immediately.

 

But seeing her slightly disgusted expression, Yu Wei smirked mischievously. “You didn’t say no when I fed you just now.”

 

“You’re too good at feeding people. How many have you fed before?” Ji Fuyi asked sharply.

 

“None~” Yu Wei’s smile widened. “Except a few kids during charity work. I fed them lunch a couple times.”

 

Ji Fuyi froze.

 

She’d been treated like a child?! That was so humiliating.

 

“Embarrassed?” Yu Wei teased, not planning to let her off the hook. “Don’t be. You’ve got a little kid in you too.”

 

Ji Fuyi lowered her head and didn’t respond, silently eating her dumplings.

 

“Big sis is blushing,” Yu Wei grinned and added solemnly, “So cute.”

 

“I suggest you stop talking.”

 

Ji Fuyi didn’t look up. Her voice was low.

 

In the past, Yu Wei would’ve thought she was angry. But today, she saw the faint blush coloring Ji Fuyi’s ears.

 

“Why not let me talk?”

 

Yu Wei’s lips curled as her mood soared.

 

“Do you like me?”

 

“I already said it!”

 

Ji Fuyi suddenly looked up and stuffed a dumpling in Yu Wei’s mouth to shut her up.

 

“I like you more than a little bit—plus two extra little bits!”

 

“Your affection is measured in bubble tea now?” Yu Wei chewed the dumpling and finally swallowed. “Your unit of measure is a little bit?”

 

“So what?” Ji Fuyi lifted her chin. “Got a problem with that?”

 

“Nope.”

 

Yu Wei quickly went quiet and focused on eating.

 

“You can use whatever unit you like,” she said with a smile. “It all means one thing—”

 

“You like me.”

 

Ji Fuyi stuffed another dumpling in her mouth and said, “Eat your late-night snack!”

 

“Mm, I am eating,” Yu Wei replied with her mouth full. “The ones you feed me always taste better.”

 

Ji Fuyi rolled her eyes. “Who fed you?”

 

“You did,” Yu Wei said innocently. “You literally put the dumpling in my mouth.”

 

Ji Fuyi said nothing. Put? That was stuffed, thank you very much.

 

Apparently, dumplings couldn’t shut Yu Wei up!

 

“Why are you being so cheeky today?” Ji Fuyi sighed, staring at her. “Weren’t you a good girl before?”

 

“Did you really think I was good?” Yu Wei flashed a mischievous smile, showing off her cute little tiger teeth.

 

“At least you didn’t talk like this,” Ji Fuyi replied, rubbing her temples. What kind of magical effect did Summer Island have to make Yu Wei so wild?

 

“Really?” Yu Wei leaned in with that same teasing grin. “Kiss me and I’ll tell you.”

 

Ji Fuyi: “…”

 

She looked up at the moon and let out a long sigh.

 

“Even dumplings can’t shut you up.”

 

“Of course not! You think two little dumplings are enough to bribe me?”

 

Yu Wei said self-righteously—then she saw Ji Fuyi curl her finger, motioning her over.

 

Yu Wei’s eyes widened in disbelief, frozen in place.

 

Ji Fuyi leaned her chin on her hand and frowned. “Come here.”

 

“W-What for…” Yu Wei hesitated, dragging herself over and plopping into the seat beside her. “I was just talking a bit much. No need to be so serious…”

 

The next second, Ji Fuyi kissed her.

 

Yu Wei looked even more stunned.

 

Ji Fuyi furrowed her brow, pulled back slightly, and said softly:

 

“What did I say before?”

 

—When kissing, close your eyes.