"Hazel, you've known Zac for a year. In fact, you're already married, and you're saying that you don't know whether he can drive or not?" Lucy demanded, narrowing her eyes at the couple.

Hazel paled. "Well, mom, that's because he doesn't own a car. That's why I never asked him if he could drive or not."Lucy snorted. She obviously wasn't convinced with her excuse. "This just means you don't know each other very well."

"Yes, we do!" she protested.

Wanting to get down to the bottom of this, Lucy turned her gaze to Zac. "Fine. Zac, tell me how much you know about our Hazel."

'Shit! I forgot to write that down!' Hazel thought to herself.

However, Zac was extremely calm when he answered, "In my opinion, her personality is a combination of contradictions. Although she's indifferent in nature, she's always careful with her money. In fact, every coin is precious to her that she even keeps her trusty notebook to jot down all her expenses. She's easily satisfied, but she's also very ambitious when it comes to her career.

She doesn't easily back down from a challenge. Even if it would take days for her to finish even just one design, you can count that she'll be on her work desk for days."

He paused as his eyes gleamed with love. "She loves to laugh. In fact, when she's laughing, she'll grin so crazily that you'll find yourself smiling too. When she's deep in thought, she would hold her chin and squint like those mad scientists you see on TV.

When she's making fun of you, she'll twist her lips. When she feels uncomfortable, she'll smile with tears glistening in her eyes.

And when she feels sad, she will open her mouth and give you the most exaggerated smiles she could muster before running off to her room."

He took a sip from his tea and continued, "She likes to cry a lot too. In fact, she'll cry even in the smallest of things, but she'll do her best to hide herself while she was doing so. She doesn't want others to see through her weaknesses, so she'll keep a smile on her face before she disappears right in front of you."

While he was talking, Hazel's heart trembled. His words were like hands strumming against her heartstrings.

Was he really observing her all this time? Why didn't she notice? Bob and Lucy shared a look. From what he had said, it seemed that he truly did love their daughter very much.

"The dishes are getting cold. Let's eat," Bob said, smiling.

Zac stood up immediately and picked up some food for them. "Uncle, aunt, please help yourselves," he said respectfully.

Hazel would've already swooned if it wasn't for her parents watching their every move. A while ago, he had been so cold towards her, and now, it seemed that he was the perfect son-in-law.

Once they were finished eating, they walked out of the restaurant. Hazel couldn't help but feel a little bit worried at the thought of Zac driving the car. "When did you get your driver's license?" she whispered. If he had just gotten his license, then there was no way in hell that she was going to let him drive the car.

"I was eighteen when I got mine," he said carelessly.

"What?" Her jaw dropped. 'How could he have gotten his license at such a young age?'

"Yo–You're a driver like William, right?" Such a conclusion was reasonable given that he had learned to drive at such a young age.

Zac blinked at her words. Sometimes, he wondered if she was brain dead or something for forming such ridiculous conclusions.

He coughed and started the engine silently, not even bothering to answer her question.

Taking his silence as a 'yes', Hazel quickly fastened her seat belt. "This is a luxury car, so you better drive it carefully," she warned.

"Even a scratch could cost us a hundred thousand dollars."

"Don't worry. Besides, there aren't many cars around." A charming smile made its way to his lips.

Hazel frowned. One bout of carelessness, and they could spend a lifetime repairing their mistake.

After sending her parents back to the hotel, they returned to their apartment.

Hazel peeled two apples and handed one to Zac. "So, you seem to be very observant towards the way I laugh or smile today. Do I really smile that way?" she joked.

Zac shrugged and ate the apple, not bothering to answer her. However, she wasn't going to let him go that easily. "C'mon! Look what kind of smile I'm showing to you now." Her dimples poked out at the sides of her cheeks as her dark eyes widened with expectation. They looked like large gemstones.

Zac fixated his gaze on her for a moment before turning away. "You have another kind of smile," he noted.

"What is it?" Her thick eyelashes fluttered. He smirked. "That's your flirty smile. It means you're really attracted to me."

Ass! She glared at him. "I'm not attracted to you! You're the one who keeps peeping at me."

"Why would I peep at a dehydrated radish! It's you who always stay around me," Zac snorted, staring at her dotingly. To be honest, he didn't have a thing for her at first, but her damned smile seemed to break all his pretenses. Everything about her seemed to attract him now, leaving an imprint in his mind that he could never forget.

Hazel gritted her teeth. She stared at the apple in her hand and imagined that it was Zac's face. Without another word, she took a large bite from the fruit. "I don't even know how your ex could stand you," she murmured.

"Well, it's none of your business." Zac rolled his eyes.

"They probably couldn't stand you. That's why they broke up with you!" Only someone as crazy as Mandy could tolerate such a cold man.

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While they were talking with one another, Bob and Lucy were preparing to test their son-in-law's moralities. Lucy, who had

experienced her ex-husband's betrayal, cared very much of one's loyalty. Since her son-in-law was incredibly handsome, they planned to test his loyalty for their daughter first.

When evening came, Hazel accompanied her parents back to the hotel. Meanwhile, Zac was lying all alone in the apartment, feeling a little bored and wanting to read a book. He suddenly received a message from Hazel that said, "Zac, come to the bar opposite our apartment at half past eight. I will be waiting for you there."

Zac touched his chin, feeling quite strange. He knew that Hazel didn't really like bars, so she didn't usually go there. There were only two reasons she would ever go to the bar. One was that she was forced by her two besties, Eva and Mandy, and the other was that she was brokenhearted.

Now that her parents had come to visit her, why would she go to a bar? Was it because she was put under too much pressure the moment she was discovered on the marriage register and she needed to relax?

Zac immediately rushed out of the apartment, thinking about how easily she got drunk last time.

Inside the bar, lights were flickering, music was blasting, and the beautiful girls on the stage were dancing in an enchanting manner.

Zac looked around and couldn't find Hazel, so he called her up, but she didn't pick up the phone. Then, Zac received a message saying, "There's something I have to deal with for a while, so I will be late tonight. You can just have a drink first."

Zac frowned. What was she playing at? Was she playing the same trick as last time? He sat on the bar counter and ordered a glass of zero degree cocktail. He decided to wait for her.

From the moment he entered the bar, a lot of women had been watching him. They were drawn to him because of his charm, and the fact that he did not have a companion with him. They were wild with joy as they rushed to him to accost him.

But despite the many women approaching him, Zac didn't even raise his head. It was as if they were nothing but air to him.

In a corner not far away from him, his father-in-law secretly took a photo of him with his mobile phone, as required by his wife Lucy. She could only judge Zac once she had seen him with her own eyes. His son-in-law was so popular that almost all of the

female customers in the bar were attracted to him, and Bob couldn't help but feel nervous for fear that Zac wouldn't be able to resist the temptation. After watching him for a while, and seeing that Zac didn't make any move at all, he felt even more satisfied with his daughter's taste!

Then, at that moment, Zac stood up. He found the air inside to be too terrible, so he decided to wait outside, calling Hazel as he made his way out.

He didn't know that his wife's phone was in the hands of his mother-in-law.

Lucy managed to get her daughter's cellphone by pretending that she just wanted to play some games.

She was just about to decline Zac's phone call, but unfortunately for her, Hazel noticed it. "Mom, I have to take this call." She reached her hand out to take the phone, and Lucy had no choice but to give it to her.

"When will you arrive?" Zac asked on the phone.

"Where?" Hazel asked, slightly stunned.

"The bar, of course. Are you going to stand me up again?" There was a hint of loss in Zac's deep voice.

"What?" Hazel was shocked and puzzled by Zac's words for a while, but then she realized what her mother had done. She immediately checked her text messages and saw the message her mother had sent to Zac while pretending to be her.

No wonder her parents were behaving so weirdly tonight. Her mom did not know how to play mobile games, but she suddenly wanted to play Parkour. And her dad went out to buy cigarettes two hours ago, and he still hadn't come back. Were they playing a trick on her?

"Zac, wait a minute. I'll be there soon." After hanging up the phone, she made an angry expression at her mother, then she ran out without waiting for her mother to explain.

There were many women as aggressive as wolves and tigers gathered in the bar. To them, it was as if an extremely handsome man had just descended from the sky, and they were certainly very excited. They all threw themselves at Zac eagerly.

The gang of women also went outside the bar when their male idol left.

A glamorous woman wearing designer clothes from head to toe edged towards him. She pretended to faint right in front of him, expecting him to lift her up and hold her in his arms. But to her surprise, there was nothing but a flash of coldness in Zac's eyes as she fell to the ground.

"Ouch!" she screamed before reaching out her pitiful hand towards Zac. "Hey, handsome, can you pull me up?"

Zac didn't even look at her. Instead, he walked directly to the intersection.

Hazel happened to see all of that unfold the moment she arrived. She looked at the woman with both mockery and a bit of sympathy. That iceberg did not have a tender heart for girls at all. Playing that kind of trick on him was just asking for trouble.

"Honey!" she called out to him sweetly as she held his arm. "I'm sorry I'm late."

"It's all good." Zac rubbed her nose dotingly. She didn't play a trick on him this time.

The woman by the door got up from the ground and grumbled, "He's not gay!"

Hazel sighed again. After all, if she hadn't tested him out in person, she would also doubt his sexual orientation.

"Are you going in?" Zac said, stroking her hair.

She pretended to look at her watch and said, "Oh, it's already ten o'clock. There's a good TV show that's on today. I have to go home so I can watch it."

She glanced around and spotted the shadow behind the trunk. Hazel thought that her father must be very tired since he had been taking photos for so long. She thought that she'd better let him go back to have a rest as soon as she could.

"Okay, let's go back!" Zac didn't say anything more. He was too confused to even try to understand her mind. It was normal for a person like her to do something strange from time to time anyway.

The night steadily grew deeper.

The wind was a bit chilly, and the moon was round and big, its brightness trying to compete with the dim street lights.

Hazel happily jumped up and down like a little white rabbit. The moonlight and the stars perfectly illuminated her beautiful face.

"Zac, how many girlfriends have you had before?" she asked.

"None of your business." He flicked her forehead. Was she proud to know that she was the first one?

"I'm just curious!" Hazel made a face.

"Well, how many boyfriends have you had before?" he asked with a slight smile.

She pouted and shook her head as if to say that she had never had one before.

"Really?" Zac said, raising his eyebrows. The smile on his face deepened. Of course, he knew that she had given her virginity to him during their wedding night. "Your appearance isn't bad. How come nobody has tried to chase you? Is it because your mind is too dark?" he added. He made fun of her on purpose.

"Well, I'm pretty and everyone likes me. Countless men have chased after me, but I didn't like any of them," she replied. With her head down and her mouth in a pretty pout, she kicked a small stone under her feet subconsciously.

When she was in middle school, she had to be a good girl and concentrate on her study. She met Hanson when she was studying in the university. He was the most handsome and excellent man she had ever seen, and since then, he had occupied all the space in her heart, leaving no room for any other man.

"What kind of man do you like?" said Zac in a careless tone while touching his chin.

"It's a secret," Hazel teased while making a face at him. If he knew that she had been infatuated with beautiful boys since she was a child, he would try to amuse her with his beauty for sure.

"Never mind!" he snorted. Then, Hanson crossed his mind, and a hint of sadness flickered in his eyes. "Anyway, I am the only one you can like now."

'Of course not!'

Hazel sniffed and walked forward, completely ignoring him. With an evil smile on his face, he dashed forward, grabbed her hand and pulled her back with such a force that she stumbled into his arms.

"Let me go." She stared at him in a flirtatious manner and tried to break free from his iron arm around her waist, but he refused to budge. "Hazel, I have a suggestion."

"What suggestion?" She raised her eyebrows and looked at the weird look on his face. She had a feeling that he was up to something.

Zac lowered his head and put his lips close to her ear. She could feel his mysterious aura like the cool air was gently caressing her hair.