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

Upon entering, you are greeted by a living room of about twenty square meters.

The sofa and some other furniture were provided by the military region, but it's clear that a lot of new things have been added to the room.

There are two paintings hanging on the wall, painted by Ye Wenxi.

One picture shows a lawn full of flowers, with the flowers swaying in the wind under the sunlight.

The other picture shows two swans with their necks intertwined, floating on the rippling blue water.

In the corner stood a floor lamp that Ye Wenxi had made herself, in a similar position to the one placed in Ye Wenxi's home.

A tablecloth embroidered with delicate patterns was laid on the dining table, and even the chairs were covered with matching cushions.

Ding Jiahe reached out and touched it: "Did Teacher Li embroider this?"

Zhang Yunxia nodded.

"A telephone? Where did this telephone come from?" Ding Jiahe pointed to the black rotary dial telephone on the table.

"This is a wedding gift from the production team of 'Heroines'," Ye Wenxi said as she walked in. "Xiaotang gave it to me before she left, saying she absolutely had to make sure you didn't buy a phone."

"Hahaha... Sister Xiaotang thinks too highly of me, I didn't even think about buying it," Ding Jiahe laughed heartily.

Wang Hao smiled, picked up the receiver, and dialed it twice.

In addition, there was a tall cabinet in the living room, which Ding Jiahe could tell at a glance was obviously not standard equipment for the military region.

"This was custom-made by your former colleagues at the military medical unit through fundraising," Zhang Yunxia said with a smile.

Ding Jiahe opened the cabinet, where the wedding candies and cigarettes she had bought were already arranged.

Ye Wenxi came out of the kitchen, carrying several opened bottles of chilled soda, and placed them in front of the group: "Here, have something refreshing."

Ding Jiahe took it and tilted her head back to gulp down a few mouthfuls.

The icy sensation rushed from my throat all the way to my stomach, like plunging into a well on a hot summer day, instantly dispelling the heat from my body.

"Huh? Where did this iced drink come from?" She turned her head sharply and saw Ye Wenxi with a smug smile on her face, slowly drinking her soda.

Ding Jiahe paused for two seconds, then ran towards the kitchen.

"Ah—!!" A scream came from the kitchen.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Wang Hao threw down the soda in his hand and rushed into the kitchen.

Upon entering, one would see Ding Jiahe kneeling on the ground, her arms wrapped around the large refrigerator, her face pressed against the refrigerator door.

Wang Hao: "........"

Ding Jiahe looked up at the people who rushed in, her voice trembling with tears, "Who...who bought it..."

Zhang Yunxia pointed at Ye Wenxi with her finger: "This one."

Ye Wenxi quickly stepped forward, squatted down, and held Ding Jiahe's shoulders: "Hey, hey? Is it really necessary for you to make such a fuss over a refrigerator? Hold it back! It's not expensive, you can afford it."

"I just can't bear to part with it..." Ding Jiahe said tearfully, it was hard to tell whether she was moved or heartbroken.

"I know you're reluctant, so I, being the big spender I am, made the decision for you." Ye Wenxi pouted. "Don't cry, I'm not used to you being like this."

Ding Jiahe, sobbing, grasped Ye Wenxi's hand: "Thank you... Wenxi."

While wiping Ding Jiahe's tears, Wang Hao turned to Ye Wenxi and said, "This is too extravagant... Sister-in-law, this is too precious."

"Just take it if it's offered to you," Lu Weidong added with a smile.

Zhang Yunxia smacked her lips: "Oh dear, now that's all happened, I'm a little embarrassed to give my gift."

"Huh? There's more?" Ding Jiahe asked in surprise.

Ye Wenxi pointed to the latest model rice cooker, "It was a gift from Sister Yunxia."

Ding Jiahe's eyes widened: "That's extravagant! This rice cooker costs over a hundred yuan, just for cooking rice. Sister Yunxia, ​​I don't remember you having one at home."

"I don't want to use this. I'd rather eat rice with rice." Zhang Yunxia waved her hand, looking indifferent.

Wang Hao looked around the room, sweat beading on his forehead, and sighed, "Even the commander's house isn't this nice... Oh dear..."

"That means you have a bright future ahead of you," Lu Weidong joked from the side.

"Hey? Don't be so mean." Wang Hao said, pointing at Lu Weidong.

Ding Jiahe got up from the ground and couldn't help but reach out and touch the refrigerator door.

"Come on, let me show you the bedroom." Ye Wenxi waved his hand.

Stepping into the couple's master bedroom, one sees even more "thoughtful touches".

The dressing table was a gift from Sun Xiaolan; the curtains were double-layered curtains made by Lang Yuqin; and the complete set of duvet and pillowcases with the intertwined branches pattern on the bed was made by Xiaoxue herself.

Ding Jiahe looked at the things filling the room. The sentiments of the women from the garment factory and the leaders and colleagues from the military region filled every corner.

Upon opening the closet, I found it was also crammed with items, including a red double happiness quilt cover, a camphor wood chest, embroidered pillowcases...

"The things in the cabinet were all sent by your mother and your husband's family," Zhang Yunxia said.

Ding Jiahe reached out and touched those things, feeling the warmth they radiated, and her eyes reddened slightly.

The other two rooms, one with a desk and the other with a double bed, had just been cleaned and arranged.

"My God, this is my home from now on!" Ding Jiahe exclaimed as she walked around the house. "This is so luxurious!"

Lu Weidong looked around and was somewhat tempted. He leaned closer to Ye Wenxi and said, "How about... we change to a three-bedroom apartment?"

"Spare me, I get tired just thinking about moving. Let's talk about it after this period." Ye Wenxi waved her hand.

Ding Jiahe sat on the sofa in the living room, touching the armrest, her eyes filled with reluctance: "Okay, I don't want to leave at all..."

Wang Hao leaned closer: "How about we stay here tonight?"

Ding Jiahe kicked him hard: "What are you thinking about!"

Ye Wenxi cleared her throat: "Jiahe, we'll only be at this trade fair for a week. You must come back after a week. Then we'll officially start preparing for the wedding."

"A week? A week is a bit much." Ding Jiahe scratched his head.

"It's okay, I'll go to Harbin again to help you with the final touches. I also have some things to take care of. This way, we can have more time to prepare for the wedding."

"Okay, sure~"

After the group had finished their tour, it got dark, and they realized they hadn't had dinner yet.

"Let's go eat, I'm starving," Ye Wenxi said.

"Come on, come on, let's go to my house for a meal," Zhang Yunxia urged.

As the group was about to walk forward, Ding Jiahe suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "Oh dear, I haven't checked the restrooms yet!"

She quickly ran back two steps, pushed open the bathroom door, and froze on the spot.

"Wang Hao—!!"

Wang Hao quickly shoved Lu Weidong, who was putting on his shoes at the door, twice: "Hurry up, hurry up, let's go."

"You're doomed." Lu Weidong sneered at him.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yunxia asked curiously, unable to resist wanting to go back and take a look, but Ye Wenxi grabbed her arm.

"Cough... I know what it is."

"What?"

Ye Wenxi whispered something in Zhang Yunxia's ear.

"Hahahaha... That's it?" Zhang Yunxia laughed. "Jiahe, you're about to get married, why are you so reserved? Oh, right, I have a book for you. I'll take it back with you later; every married person should read it."

Ding Jiahe's heart skipped a beat; she had a bad feeling.