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Upon hearing Ye Wenxi's question, Tan Chunli lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously digging into her leg.

Ye Wenxi knew from her expression that the person had relapsed into that old habit.

"Sister Tan, there's something I want to say to you." Ye Wenxi softened her voice, "Sometimes, people are stronger than they imagine. Those seemingly insurmountable obstacles and people you can't live without, when you grit your teeth and look back, they're nothing."

She paused for a moment: "There aren't many turning points and opportunities that can change your destiny, so you must think about it carefully."

"Sigh." Tan Chunli nodded. "I'll think about it carefully. Even if not for myself, I have to think about my son."

That night, Ye Wenxi did not go home, but instead booked a double room at a state-run guesthouse near the department store.

Wang Yingxue took the early bus the next morning, and the two of them worked with the staff on site to finish up for the last day and take inventory of the goods.

Afterwards, Ye Wenxi left the guesthouse's phone number with Tan Chunli: "Think it over carefully in the next few days. I'll stay for two more days at most before leaving."

Tan Chunli held the note in her hand as if it were something that could change her fate.

She carefully held it in her hand and put it in her pocket.

After everything was finished, Ye Wenxi and Wang Yingxue found a restaurant and sat down to eat.

Ye Wenxi picked up a piece of chicken leg meat for her: "Eat more meat."

"Hmm, I've eaten a lot more. Haven't you noticed I've gained weight recently?" Wang Yingxue said, holding her bowl and chewing her food.

Ye Wenxi looked her over; her complexion and mental state had indeed improved a lot.

"I didn't notice you've gained weight, but you do look great." Ye Wenxi's lips curled up slightly. "After all, happy events make people feel refreshed."

Wang Yingxue looked up: "What good news?"

Ye Wenxi didn't speak, but pursed her lips and looked at her with a grin.

Wang Yingxue pouted, guessing what Ye Wenxi was going to say.

"Never mind, I won't ask you anymore." Wang Yingxue continued eating her rice.

"Was that roast chicken you made for Fang Ruijun last time?" Ye Wenxi asked, smiling at her.

"It wasn't that I specifically bought it for him to eat; I just bought it to eat at home." Wang Yingxue avoided eye contact.

"Oh—" Ye Wenxi drawled, "That's good~, so why did you volunteer so readily to come with me this time? Was it because Comrade Fang Ruijun took exceptionally good care of you last time?"

Wang Yingxue lowered her head and remained silent.

His expression was unreadable, whether he was happy or something else. After a long pause, he finally spoke, rummaging through the rice grains in his bowl with his chopsticks: "That's great. A little too great."

"How is it so good?" Ye Wenxi leaned forward, unable to resist wanting to hear more.

Wang Yingxue sighed softly and recounted the changes that had occurred in her family and Fang Ruijun's care for her.

"So thoughtful?" Ye Wenxi tapped the rim of her bowl with her chopsticks. "Their special forces team is so busy, I bet he's giving you all his rest time. He's practically living at your house."

"So...it's a bit too good." Wang Yingxue sighed, holding her chopsticks. "I told him not to make so much stuff next time."

"If that's your thinking, then just consider it as him doing it for his mother." Ye Wenxi waved her hand. "Aunt Zhao is at your house now. Except for not living here, there's basically no difference."

Wang Yingxue shook her head: "It's not just about family matters... He did a lot for my mom..."

Ye Wenxi looked at Wang Yingxue: "Actually, you could tell, right?"

Wang Yingxue: "Huh? What?"

Ye Wenxi: "Fang Ruijun has feelings for you, isn't that obvious? Being his older brother is just a pretense; he wants a legitimate identity to take care of you."

Ye Wenxi picked up a piece of food and continued speaking.

Ye Wenxi: "However, you don't need to be troubled by this. Take it slow, and the right opportunity will come."

Wang Yingxue shook her head: "I can't think of any opportunity... Wenxi doesn't even dare to think about what will happen next."

She put down her bowl, looked at the crowds passing by outside the window, and then said, "I feel that if I take that step, I will be letting Sun Chenglin down. I will become a heartless and ungrateful person."

"And...to be honest, I'm a little scared..."

Ye Wenxi also put down her chopsticks, held her bowl, and looked at Wang Yingxue.

She knew what Wang Yingxue meant by "fear".

Fang Ruijun is a special forces soldier, and it's common for him to be wounded. Every mission he goes on is a brush with death.

Wang Yingxue had finally seen some light in her life, and she carefully protected it.

She was afraid the light was too hot, and even more afraid that the light would go out.

Fang Ruijun's appearance healed her and warmed her heart.

But at the same time, it became a source of pressure and guilt for her, as well as a source of fear and anxiety.

"It will happen." Ye Wenxi picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and put it in her bowl. "Life is full of unexpected changes. What kind of people you meet, what kind of things you encounter, it's quite interesting to look back on them. Don't think too much, live in the moment."

She paused for a moment, then said, "If the current dynamic between you two makes you feel comfortable, then maintain that dynamic."

She placed another piece of chicken on Wang Yingxue's plate: "Eat up."

"Hmm~"

The two stopped discussing the topic and instead explained what they needed to do the day after tomorrow.

Wang Yingxue needs to go to Officer Zhou's office tomorrow to get the renovation registration and approval documents before she can arrange for workers and materials to enter the site.

Now that she has the key, she needs to make a backup and confirm the upcoming plans with the foreman and supervisor.

Ye Wenxi said that tomorrow she would accompany her to run these things and connect with key personnel.

Then, Ye Wenxi planned to go find Ji Tinglan.

Ji Tinglan is back, and she should thank the magazine "Popular Cinema" properly for their help.

the next day.

The two went to the physical store to meet with the foremen. Ye Wenxi treated the supervisor and foreman to lunch at a nearby state-run restaurant.

After dinner, Wang Yingxue continued to discuss the details with them, while Ye Wenxi took a car to the Harbin branch of Popular Cinema.

She was carrying some things she had bought while passing by a shop.

She hurried upstairs and knocked on Ji Tinglan's office door.

"Knock knock knock—"

"Please come in."

Ye Wenxi pushed open the door, and Ji Tinglan looked up and saw her. The two smiled at each other.

"You knew I was back?"

"Of course I know. I also know you just came back from Beijing." Ye Wenxi put her things aside, closed the door, and said, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I'm not confident." Ji Tinglan leaned back.

Ye Wenxi pulled out a chair and sat down, looking into Ji Tinglan's eyes with a faint smile: "Sister Tinglan, thank you. I'm really grateful to you."

Ji Tinglan looked at her with a hint of mystery in her eyes: "Don't thank me yet, I couldn't have done it on my own."

Ye Wenxi asked, somewhat puzzled, "Hmm?"

"It was the help from Director Zhang and the military dependents' mutual aid society," Ji Tinglan said. "I knew they hadn't told you."

Ji Tinglan relayed to her those letters and the data prepared by Director Zhang.

Ye Wenxi's mouth was slightly open, and her heart trembled.

She lowered her head, pinched her sore nose, and her eyes were slightly red.