Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 195 Hereditary Love Brain

In the coffee shop, Meng Wei carefully observed Lu Tingting, who was holding a cup of coffee and drinking it, and said with concern, "You've lost a lot of weight and gotten a bit darker. You must have had a tough time in Menghai, right?"

"Don't mention it..."

Lu Tingting poured out her grievances to Meng Wei, recounting Meng Hai's life experiences.

Meng Wei listened attentively, resting her chin on one hand, while stirring her coffee with a spoon in the other.

This is a sign of her impatience.

She didn't want to hear any of that; she just wanted to know Lu Cheng's attitude towards Jiang Moli, whether he regretted wanting a divorce, and whether she still had a chance.

Finally, Lu Tingting stopped talking, and she couldn't wait to ask Lu Cheng, "Tingting, how is your third uncle doing lately?"

Lu Tingting looked at her and asked, "Sister Weiwei, you're not still thinking about my third uncle, are you?"

Meng Wei smiled and said, "Although your third uncle and I didn't end up together, we grew up together. I'm just showing concern for him from a friend's perspective."

In the past, Lu Tingting might have believed it.

But after experiencing the pain of unrequited love, Meng Wei's feelings had nowhere to hide from her.

"Sister Weiwei, give up on my third uncle. My third uncle and Jiang Moli have a very good relationship, you have no chance. With your good qualities, what kind of man can't you find? Why be a despicable person who interferes in other people's marriages?"

The word "bitch" almost broke Meng Wei's defenses.

“I didn’t mean to interfere in your third uncle’s marriage. I just felt that someone like Jiang Moli was not good enough for your third uncle.”

“But my third uncle really likes her, he likes her to death. He does the laundry, cooks meals, and cleans the floor every day. He practically worships Jiang Moli like a goddess.”

Nothing could have been more devastating for Meng Wei than this.

Even a proud and aloof man like Lu Cheng can be gentle, considerate, and caring towards women.

She would admit that her opponent was better than her.

But it was Jiang Moli, a vicious woman who was utterly useless.

It was so upsetting for her.

When Lu Dezhao got home from get off work, he immediately saw two bamboo poles of clothes drying in the yard, which looked like they were brand new.

Among them were two men's shirts, and judging from the material and style, they were clearly bought for him.

Lu Dezhao entered the door happily.

Ma Hongmei was cooking dinner in the kitchen, while Jiang Moli was helping An Hui spin yarn.

He changed his shoes and sat down on the sofa to help with the knitting.

"Are all the clothes drying in the yard new clothes you bought today? You even bought some for me?"

An Hui looked at him while spinning the yarn: "I noticed that your shirt is a bit tight around the waist, so I bought you two a size larger. Try them on and see if they fit. If they don't, Hongmei can alter them."

Lu Dezhao looked down at his waist and went to the yard to bring back all the new clothes.

The new top fit him well, but Lu Dezhao didn't seem very happy.

……

Last night, Jiang Moli indulged in two extra bowls of pear soup, and was woken up by the urge to urinate just as dawn was breaking.

I was about to go back to my room to sleep after using the toilet when I suddenly heard the living room door open.

It was still quite dark, and even the most diligent Ma Hongmei hadn't gotten up yet.

who can that be?

Jiang Moli went to the living room, puzzled, and saw Lu Dezhao tiptoeing towards the room.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Lu Dezhao chuckled dryly, "I couldn't sleep, so I went for a walk."

Jiang Moli looked him up and down suspiciously at his vest, shorts, and rubber shoes. "Did you go out to exercise?"

Seeing that Jiang Moli had seen through him, Lu Dezhao simply confessed as well.

"I've gained some weight recently, and my clothes are all too tight, so I'm thinking of exercising to lose some fat."

Jiang Moli suddenly realized, "Losing weight? That's a good thing."

Lu Dezhao thought his daughter-in-law would laugh at him for doing such things at his age, but she agreed with him, which made him very happy.

"Don't tell your mom about this, or she'll nag me." Jiang Moli said, "You can't hide it from her. You're always running out before dawn. Mom will find out sooner or later, and she might even misunderstand that you're doing something shady. Hey, I have an idea that will allow you to exercise openly without Mom nagging you."

"Tell me."

“Our military region is holding a sports meet for military families, and officers and their families can participate. Why don’t you sign up for the 3000-meter race? That way you can practice running every day.”

Lu Dezhao clapped his hands. "That's a great idea! Jasmine, you're so smart. When I get to work this morning, I'll have them draft the event plan."

Jiang Moli smiled and said, "Dad, you're suddenly paying so much attention to your appearance. Could it be that you've found love again?"

Lu Dezhao was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly, "I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense! I'm a cadre after all, I have to maintain a good image, being fat and bloated will have a bad influence on the masses."

He paused, then added, "Your mother doesn't like it either."

Jiang Moli teased, "Isn't that last sentence the key point?"

On a whim, Lu Dezhao decided to reminisce with Jiang Moli about the past.

Back then, An Hui was young and beautiful, the most beautiful girl in the field hospital, and had countless suitors.

His strongest competitor was the commander of the artillery regiment of the neighboring 163rd Division.

The other party was of a higher rank than him and had no children to hold him back, so he hadn't held out much hope.

Little did anyone know that An Hui disliked the artillery regimental commander for being short and stocky, and also had a receding hairline, and instead chose the tall and handsome man.

So over the years, he has been very careful to maintain his image, for fear that he would also be disliked by An Hui.

After learning the reason behind Lu Dezhao's weight loss, Jiang Moli realized one thing.

The Lu family's tendency to be obsessed with romance is hereditary.

……

Today is the day Jiang Moli goes for her audition at the performing arts troupe.

After breakfast, she went back to her room to change into the plaid coat and black trousers she had bought yesterday, with a light blue shirt underneath. Her hair was braided and hung down her back.

This outfit instantly gave him a bit of the look of someone working in the system.

When they arrived in the living room, Lu Dezhao, An Hui, and Ma Hongmei all praised how beautiful it looked.

An Hui reached out to straighten her collar, saying with concern, "Maybe I should go with you."

Jiang Moli smiled and said, "No need. I'm a grown woman, I won't be bullied."

An Hui looked at her and said, "I'm afraid you'll bully others. The workplace isn't like home. Don't speak recklessly, and don't argue with people."

"I try to keep a low profile."

Lu Dezhao comforted An Hui, saying, "Don't worry too much. Jasmine is very smart and knows what she's doing."

Jiang Moli and Lu Dezhao went out together.

The cultural troupe was right next to the military region headquarters. If she really joined the cultural troupe, she could ride in Lu Dezhao's car every day. It sounded pretty good.

"Jasmine, don't be nervous when you meet the leader. Just answer whatever the leader asks, and if the leader doesn't ask anything, just talk less, okay?"

"Dad, do you know Yang Liqiong?"

Lu Dezhao thought for a moment, "It sounds familiar, I think I've heard it before."

"The deputy head of the song and dance troupe."

Lu Dezhao suddenly realized, "Oh, what's wrong? You know them?"

"I know her. She almost became your daughter-in-law, but I beat her to it."

"..."

Watching Jiang Moli leave for the performing arts troupe, Lu Dezhao couldn't help but feel worried.

Given how fiery the third son's wife is, she probably won't get into a fight with that Yang guy.
On second thought, she's not his wife, why should he worry about her?

If he really causes trouble, let the brat clean it up himself.

Although the cultural troupe is not as heavily guarded as the military region, outsiders still need to register before entering.

Jiang Moli was engrossed in registering information when a familiar voice suddenly came from above her head: "What are you doing here?"

(End of this chapter)