The Lu family group chat was silent. Peaceful.
Until Xu Yinyin renamed it:
👑 The Royal House of Mr. and Mrs. Lu 👑
Chaos erupted.
Aunties left. Cousins screamed.
Uncle #4 typed: "WHAT IS THIS??"
She replied: "Respect your elders. I'm your new aunt."
Meanwhile, Lu Zeyan walked into his penthouse to find…
Her.
Wearing one of his white button-down shirts.
Hair up in a messy bun.
Face mask on.
Sipping tea like a noble widow.
"Yinyin," he said slowly, "why did you rename the family group chat?"
She looked up like a villainess in a palace drama.
"I'm just fulfilling Grandma Lu's dying wish."
"…She never said anything about you."
"She visited me in a dream."
Zeyan blinked. "You never met her."
"That's what made it so powerful."
He pinched the bridge of his nose. "What exactly did this dream say?"
"That I should take care of you, call myself Mrs. Lu, and keep your bed warm during typhoon season."
He choked.
At the Office
She changed her email signature to:
Xu Yinyin – Acting First Lady of LUX Group 💋
She made herself a sparkly nameplate that said:
Mrs. Lu – Supreme Department of Vibes
One intern bowed to her in the hallway.
"Why are you doing this?" Zeyan growled, cornering her in the elevator.
She leaned in with a smirk. "Because no one can stop me."
He scowled.
She poked his cheek. "Unless you fire me."
"…I should."
"You won't."
"…Why not?"
She stepped closer. Whispered:
"Because you like it when I call you 'husband.'"
Elevator doors opened.
Board members were standing there.
She walked out, humming a wedding march.
Zeyan stayed behind. Entirely frozen.
That Night – Lu Family Dinner
It was supposed to be formal. Silent. Tense.
Yinyin arrived in a qipao, heels, sunglasses, and a red handbag shaped like a dragon.
"Sorry I'm late!" she called, plopping herself next to Zeyan's grandfather.
"Was dressing up for Grandma Lu. May her ghost bless my union."
Dead silence.
Grandfather Lu took a long breath. "You're insane."
Yinyin smiled sweetly. "And yet, I'm still here."
Later…
Zeyan pulled her aside.
"I'm warning you. One more stunt—"
She interrupted him.
By slipping her hand in his and whispering, "Then marry me and make it real."
He froze.
Heart. Completely. Betrayed him.
She smirked and walked away.
And for the first time in years…
The Ice CEO felt heat rise in his chest.
Not from anger.
But from the terrifying possibility…
That she might actually be his future.