A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

On the way back, the rain outside the car window gradually subsided, and a faint ray of light appeared on the horizon.

Li Qiming and Song Xiaotang seized this opportunity and handed over all the filming time and plans to the special forces team, taking their training rhythm into account.

Forced into this situation, Su Feng had no way to retreat. Finally, before the car drove into the military region, the group finalized the remaining filming plans one by one.

With the matter settled, Li Qiming breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in his chair with a smile.

As soon as the car entered the military region gate, Su Feng stopped the car, opened the door, got out alone, and prepared to walk back.

Song Xiaotang didn't stop him, but glanced at his straight back in the rain through the car window, then turned back to look at Li Qiming.

"Oh, right, I haven't asked you yet." Song Xiaotang frowned. "Didn't the clothing company say they had a budget for everyday wear? Why are they providing clothes now?"

"Oh, I really forgot to tell you about this." Li Qiming perked up and leaned forward.

"You didn't see what happened yesterday, it was quite interesting. Ye Wenxi wasn't at the garment factory yesterday. When we went there, we were meeting with a colleague named Zhang Yunxia, ​​along with a few other employees."

Song Xiaotang looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong? Are they short of budget?"

"No, no, no, there is still a budget." Li Qiming waved his hand and lowered his voice. "It was the employees of the clothing company who suggested that they help Ye Wenxi save money."

Song Xiaotang was taken aback: "They decided to do it themselves?"

"It was all decided privately by the staff," Li Qiming nodded. "But it seems Ye Wenxi eventually agreed as well."

"You know, these technicians are pretty funny," Li Qiming said with a smile, his tone tinged with emotion. "They're secretly trying to hire people to save the boss money. This is the first time I've ever seen a boss so popular with his subordinates."

He turned to Song Xiaotang and said, "I thought it was a good idea at the time, so I agreed to the suggestion. What do you think?"

"That's not a big problem," Song Xiaotang pondered for a moment, "old clothes will do."

Hearing Li Qiming recount the incident today, she no longer felt the same surprise as yesterday.

After yesterday, Song Xiaotang seems to have gradually changed her opinion of Ye Wenxi and the clothing company.

In that small world, it seemed that nothing unexpected would happen.

"Did you tell them about the end credits?" Song Xiaotang asked Li Qiming.

"Yes, I spoke with Zhang Yunxia. She said she could only pass this on to Ye Wenxi first, and the specific details of the cooperation still need to be discussed with us by her personally," Li Qiming said.

"Did Zhang Yunxia say what requirements or expectations the clothing company has?" Song Xiaotang pressed.

"They didn't mention that," Li Qiming shook his head.

Song Xiaotang looked out the window. The rain had almost stopped, and the puddles on the road reflected the faint light shining through the sky.

"I'll get off here," she suddenly said. "Could you stop here for me? I'll walk back."

"Huh? You're all soaked. Aren't you going back to change?" Li Qiming looked at her already wet trouser legs and shoes.

"You're not afraid of the rain when you're wet." Song Xiaotang opened the car door, glanced back at him, and said, "Those who are clean always want to avoid the rain. Anyway, I'm already soaked."

She got out of the car, without even opening an umbrella, and walked slowly through the puddles.

The rain was still falling, pattering on her shoulders and the ends of her hair, but Song Xiaotang didn't care.

As she passed a fork in the road, somewhat disoriented, she stopped a passing soldier.

"Excuse me, comrade, which direction is the clothing store?"

"Go to the end of this road, turn east, and walk another 500 meters to reach your destination."

"Okay, thank you, comrade."

After the soldier finished pointing out the way, he left in a hurry. Song Xiaotang stood there and looked up at the sky.

The rain had completely stopped, a crack appeared in the clouds, and sunlight slanted down, shining on the wet road surface, shimmering like scattered gold.

She took a deep breath and walked in that direction.

Inside the clothing store, Ye Wenxi held the phone, unconsciously scratching her eyebrows with one finger, speaking in a muffled, hesitant voice.

"Your brother really forgot, this is really not my fault..." Ye Wenxi decided to pin the blame on Lu Weidong.

"Hmph!" Lu Weihua snorted heavily on the other end of the phone. "Even a fool could tell why you two forgot."

Ye Wenxi quickly changed the subject: "Tell me what's wrong first!"

"Xiaojun has an exam in a little over a week," Lu Weihua said.

"Oh yeah!" Ye Wenxi slapped her forehead. "How did it go? Any hope for the mock exam?"

"It's hard to say," Lu Weihua sighed. "He got incredibly lucky in the last mock exam, barely making the cut."

"That means there's hope!" Ye Wenxi's eyes lit up. "Little Junxing, your little brain is really sharp."

"What?" Lu Weihua said with concern. "It's all from staying up late. I hardly sleep at all. I've even cut down on eating and pooping time. My mom is so worried about me. I've lost a lot of weight recently."

Ye Wenxi listened and echoed west Teng's sentiments. To improve one's grades so much in such a short time, one must have studied like crazy and pushed their body to its limits.

"So," Lu Weihua continued, "we've decided that once he finishes his exams, we'll head straight there."

"Where to?" Ye Wenxi was taken aback, then suddenly realized, "Here?!"

"Nonsense! Where else could it be? Xiao Jun is hoping to improve his meals at your place and make up for lost weight," Lu Weihua said matter-of-factly.

"Oh...so you want me to arrange a place for you?" Ye Wenxi said, both amused and exasperated.

"The local boss has arranged everything, so you don't have to worry about anything. We're really easy to take care of." Lu Weihua was crunching something on the other end of the line, and it sounded like he was eating an apple.

"Hey Lu Weihua," Ye Wenxi narrowed her eyes, drawing out her voice, "did you come here with some personal motive?"

The chewing sound on the other end of the phone paused for a moment.

"Xiaojun came because he has an appointment with Su Feng, so what are you doing here?" Ye Wenxi continued to press, a knowing smile in her voice. "You're not going to... again."

"Ye Wenxi! You...you've disappointed me so much!" Lu Weihua's voice suddenly rose, filled with exaggerated grievance, "As my best friend, you don't understand my lonely heart at all!"

"A lonely heart?" Ye Wenxi rolled her eyes. "I think you're just infatuated. I'm afraid you'll ruin someone else's life."

"What do you mean by 'huo huo'!" Lu Weihua exclaimed impatiently. "I want to have a passionate, real, and consensual relationship!

"Two months, would anyone be willing to do that?" Ye Wenxi raised an eyebrow.

"Who cares if he wants to or not!" Lu Weihua said matter-of-factly. "If I go, someone will be happy to go."

Ye Wenxi rubbed his forehead, feeling a throbbing sensation in his temples.

"Lu Weihua, I'm serious," she said in a low voice, "If your brother knew your main purpose for coming here... he could pack you up and send you back overnight."

"So," Lu Weihua's voice suddenly turned sly, "you have to help me keep it a secret."

"...You come first, then we'll talk." She finally gave a vague reply.

"Hehe, I knew you were the best!" Lu Weihua hung up the phone happily.

Ye Wenxi hung up the phone and let out a long sigh...

Ding Jiahe: "What's wrong? Wei Hua is coming?"

Zhang Yunxia: "What exactly did she say that scared you like that?"

Ye Wenxi slowly put down the microphone, turned to look at the two faces full of gossip, opened her mouth, and then closed it again.

"It's nothing," she said, taking a big gulp of water from the glass on the table. "It's just... this girl is really 'a bit too greedy'."

Zhang Yunxia: "Hey~, what's the big deal? Let her eat as much as she wants!"

Ding Jiahe: "When Weihua arrives, we'll bring her a portion of our meals. If that's not enough, I'll take her to the cafeteria."

Ye Wenxi sighed and nodded.

"Good...eat...eat more."