Chapter 10

The Master took two bodyguards, and with Fu Ming Shi's chauffeur, the three men awkwardly yet efficiently handled the seven big white geese, grabbed the yelping Hei Dan, and accompanied Master Fu on an overnight trip, leaving only the rented Volkswagen for Fu Ming Shi.

Zhen Bao stood on the cement road, watching the Master's car and muttering to herself, "Won't they suffocate in the trunk?"

"I told the driver to open the trunk and change the air every hour, they should be fine," Fu Ming Shi closed the car door. In his left hand he carried a suitcase with his laptop and two changes of clothes.

Reassured that the geese would be alright, Zhen Bao finally realized another problem - Fu Ming Shi would be staying with her tonight!

"Does that prenuptial agreement still stand?" Following behind Fu Ming Shi, Zhen Bao eyed his suitcase and asked.

Fu Ming Shi glanced back at her, unable to make out her intention from her downcast eyes, and had to ask, "Which part do you mean?"

Too embarrassed to clarify, Zhen Bao asked for his phone number.

The abrupt change of topic left Fu Ming Shi momentarily bewildered before he recited his number.

Zhen Bao saved it in her old Nokia phone. While Fu Ming Shi was showering downstairs, she closed her bedroom door, leaned against the bed, and typed out a text message.

The Zhen family had no dedicated bathroom. In the backyard a simple shower stall was made with wooden boards, with solar water bags spread atop the roof. Fu Ming Shi was busy with work, and had also brought his phone to the shower. Hearing the text alert, he turned off the showerhead, wiped his hands dry and picked up his phone.

It was an unknown number, the content reading: Boss Fu, I don't need your money, I only hope that Grandpa Fu gets better soon. Once he's recovered I'll come back, and you can marry whoever you like then.

Water droplets rolled down his face. Fu Ming Shi wiped his face and replied: I don't have anyone I like.

Seeing his text, Zhen Bao grew worried. She wanted to subtly remind Fu Ming Shi to remember that their engagement was fake, what was his reply supposed to mean?

Biting her lip, Zhen Bao continued to text: So our engagement is fake, right?

Fu Ming Shi frowned: The engagement is real. If you are unwilling in the end, we don't have to marry.

Zhen Bao was a little confused now. Recalling Master Fu's words, she slowly typed: "After getting engaged, we have to live together?"

Fu Ming Shi paused for a few seconds before replying: Grandfather will hope you live at my place.

The text was sent before Fu Ming Shi suddenly recalled how she had hurriedly hidden in her room, and couldn't help laughing: In separate rooms.

Finally reassured, Zhen Bao responded: Ok.

Fu Ming Shi waited for her reply, only getting an "Ok" in return, oddly a little disappointed as he put down his phone and continued his shower.

The next day the two woke up around the same time. Zhen Bao made rice porridge, and steamed preserved sausages for a dish.

Fu Ming Shi had never eaten preserved sausage before. Out of courtesy he tried a slice, and was pleasantly surprised by the slightly salty and spicy flavor that got more appetizing the more he chewed.

"You made this?" Having downed two bowls of porridge in a row, Fu Ming Shi pointed at the remaining sausages and asked.

Zhen Bao nodded, her lips rosy.

Fu Ming Shi looked away, "Tastes pretty good."

Since Zhen Bao's home still had some left, she was debating whether to take them along, and quickly said, "Then let's bring them to eat on the road?"

Fu Ming Shi rejected the notion without a second thought, "Give them to Auntie Guo. And the chickens too, they're inconvenient to bring along."

Zhen Bao was reluctant to part with them. She muttered softly, "The chickens can sell for 400-500 yuan." She was short on money now.

Fu Ming Shi tugged his lips into a smile, "Since you're helping care for grandfather, I'll give you a regular salary. You've earned it."

Zhen Bao accepted it. She could try finding a real job once she got to Beijing.

After explaining things to Auntie Guo, Fu Ming Shi accompanied Zhen Bao upstairs to get her luggage.

Zhen Bao had a suitcase that cost a few dozen yuan, stuffed full. Fu Ming Shi picked it up with some difficulty, immediately setting it back down to ask what she had packed. Thinking he found it too heavy, Zhen Bao wanted to carry it herself, but Fu Ming Shi took in the bare bookcase in the corner, blocked Zhen Bao, and crouched down to open the suitcase.

The bottom was filled with clothes, the top with a stack of books, all senior year textbooks, including the two brick-like dictionaries.

"Are you self-studying?" Fu Ming Shi flipped open a well-worn English textbook, surprised as he asked.

Zhen Bao shook her head, truthfully answering: "No self-studying, I was bored home alone, just passing time."

She liked reading, and after dropping out would get bored at home, borrowing books from a neighbor girl in the village who got into college, and was given all of them by her.

Fu Ming Shi was struck by a thought. Standing up he looked at Zhen Bao and said, "I'll help you transfer to a school in Beijing, then hire tutors to coach you intensively for a month. Study well and take the college entrance exam in June this year."

Using connections he could easily get her a fake college diploma, but since Zhen Bao liked reading herself, Fu Ming Shi wanted to see what grades she could get relying solely on her own ability.

"The college exam?" Zhen Bao didn't have much confidence. "Can I get in?"

"We won't know until you take it." Fu Ming Shi took his own suitcase and retreated out the door. "Just bring two changes of clothes, leave everything else. I'll buy you new books in Beijing."

Not waiting for Zhen Bao to refuse, he left first.

Zhen Bao eyed her big suitcase and Fu Ming Shi's high-end luggage placed together, seeming a little jarring. She obediently picked two of her favorite outfits and transferred them over, sneakily stuffing her underwear and bras into her shirtsleeves, lest Fu Ming Shi see them when opening the case.

Zipping it closed, Zhen Bao carried the suitcase out. As soon as she stepped through the door, she saw Fu Ming Shi already standing to the side, still in a black suit, posture upright.

Without a word Fu Ming Shi bent down to take her suitcase, walking straight for the stairs.

Zhen Bao silently followed behind, gazing at her unfamiliar "fiance's" back, then looking back at the familiar shabby furniture on the first floor. She suddenly felt as if in a dream.

"You sit here." Fu Ming Shi put down the luggage and came over to open the passenger door for her.

Zhen Bao slowly walked over and got into the "black car", the black Volkswagen.

The door closed. After footsteps sounded, Fu Ming Shi circled around to get in on the other side. Sitting down, his legs looked even longer.

"Seatbelt." Fu Ming Shi first reversed the car, ready to set off, and noticed her shoulders were empty. He casually reminded her.

Zhen Bao lowered her head, looking around unable to find which one was the seatbelt.

This was her first time in a sedan. Before this she had only taken buses and vans.

Unable to find the seatbelt, and feeling the man's gaze on her, Zhen Bao was extremely embarrassed.