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

Wang Yingxue was stunned for a moment: "Huh? Brain what?"

Ye Wenxi ignored her comment and slapped her thigh instead: "You wait for me."

She got up, walked to the locker, opened the door, and took out a bottle of medicinal oil wrapped in oil paper.

I peeled back the oil paper and smelled it to make sure I hadn't taken the wrong one.

There are several bottles of this medicinal oil at home now, all of which Liu Xiuyun brewed for her.

Some are moisturizing, others are for fading scars; their effects vary.

The scar on Ye Wenxi's lower back was red and raised. After applying ointment for more than half a month, the color did fade a little.

Ye Wenxi believed in Liu Xiuyun's medical skills.

Ye Wenxi handed the medicated oil to Wang Yingxue: "Take this and give it to Fang Ruijun. My mother-in-law made it herself; it's for fading scars. Fang Ruijun has quite a few frostbite marks on his face and hands, so you can use it on him first."

Wang Yingxue declined, saying, "No need, no need, we have some at home. Section Chief Su brought two bottles of medicine for Fang Ruijun during the Spring Festival."

"Here you go." Ye Wenxi shoved the medicated oil into her hand. "I know about the two bottles of medicine. Fang Ruijun has so many scars, it won't take long. This recipe was made by my mother-in-law herself. I'll have her brew an extra batch, just for Fang Ruijun."

"Oh no, no, no," Wang Yingxue pushed it back, "You must have a lot of valuable medicinal herbs in here, I can't accept it. If Fang Ruijun really needs some later, I'll have my mother-in-law make some too."

"Your mother-in-law's researched formula might not be as effective as mine," Ye Wenxi rolled her eyes at her. "Why are you being so polite with me? Take it. If your mother-in-law had figured it out, I wouldn't have given it to you, but she hasn't done it yet. I have it ready-made now, you can take it and use it first."

Wang Yingxue didn't refuse again and took the medicated oil: "...Okay, thank you Wenxi."

"And you even thanked me." Ye Wenxi pouted.

Wang Yingxue looked down at the bottle in her hand: "This is just for removing scars, fading scars, and moisturizing the skin, right? It doesn't have any other uses, does it?"

Ye Wenxi turned her head: "No, what use could it be?"

"Oh, I was just asking." Wang Yingxue's ears turned red as she put away the medicine and stood up. "Is there anything else? It's almost five o'clock."

Ye Wenxi rolled her eyes: "Ugh, even if he comes back, what can he do to you? I'm speechless."

"Alright, I won't force you to stay." Ye Wenxi waved her hand. "Go back." Hmph, hmph.

Wang Yingxue smiled sheepishly.

Lu Weidong won't do anything to Ye Wenxi.

However, in the clothing company, the unyielding judge was none other than Chief of Staff Lu.

He usually has a cold face, and his gaze can lower the temperature in the room by two degrees.

Apart from Zhang Yunxia and Ding Jiahe, who were relatively better, everyone else was a bit intimidated by him and would instinctively stand at attention when they saw him.

But as long as Ye Wenxi is around, this person is like a completely different person; the ice in his eyes melts away, and he becomes incredibly soft.

"Okay, I'm off then."

"Okay, go ahead."

Wang Yingxue put the medicated oil in her pocket and went out the door.

Ye Wenxi didn't stop working after Wang Yingxue left.

She took out her phone book, turned to the page for the Women's Federation, and dialed the number.

"Hello, is this Director Liang? This is Ye Wenxi."

"Oh, Wenxi!" Director Liang's voice suddenly brightened on the other end of the phone. "How are you feeling? It's so nice to hear from you!"

"Much better, I can basically take care of myself now, and I can even do some official business occasionally." Ye Wenxi smiled. "Just letting you know, I'll have Yingxue visit you in a while. I'll contact you again once the specific time is set."

"That's wonderful!" Director Liang was clearly delighted. "We've been keeping an eye on your situation. Actually, I've been wanting to talk to you for a while, but knowing you're recuperating, I didn't want to bother you. I didn't expect you to come to me on your own initiative; I've been wanting to talk to you about so many things!"

"I'll come see you when I feel a bit better. By the way, Director Liang," Ye Wenxi asked, "Do you know about the developments of the magazine 'Women's New World'?"

"You've come to the right person," Director Liang said in a low voice. "We're currently preparing the magazine 'Women's New World,' and the first issue will be launched soon. It's currently being co-sponsored by me and the Provincial Propaganda Department. We even mentioned you when we were discussing topics the other day. Do you have any good topics?"

"I've had some changes on my end, we can talk about it," Ye Wenxi said.

"Wenxi, if you're interested in this, I suggest you contact Editor-in-Chief Ji. She's officially left Popular Cinema and gone to the Provincial Propaganda Department, where she's mainly responsible for reviewing the publication."

"The changes you mentioned must be groundbreaking and innovative, and we could share them with her."

"Okay, I'll get in touch with her." Ye Wenxi nodded. "Since Yingxue is going to Harbin, I'll have her visit her there as well."

"Oh, I wish you a speedy recovery, Moon Hee."

"Thank you, Director Liang."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Wenxi called Ji Tinglan again, and the two talked for a long time.

From the positioning of "Women's New World" to its current subject matter selection, and the recent activities of Ye Wenxi and her colleagues.

When Ji Tinglan heard that they had been invited to join Beijing No. 100 and serve as a "business card" for external publicity, she slammed the enamel mug in her hand on the table and her eyes lit up.

"Wenxi, this is fantastic news!"

She suddenly stood up and paced back and forth: "Beijing Department Store! It's the benchmark department store in the country! Your entry isn't just a matter for the company; it's a banner for our province's light industry system!"

She grabbed the notebook on the table and scribbled something down, muttering to herself, "This topic is so valuable. A private garment company entering the capital—a national symbol, a window to showcase light industry to the world… If this article gets published, it'll be the cover story for the first issue!"

After jotting down a few notes, she suddenly stopped, her eyes burning with intensity as she held the receiver: "Wenxi, you have to give me this exclusive. I want your feature on the inaugural issue of *Women's New World*. From the initial preparations to the opening of the counter, I want full coverage."

"No, it's not just about reporting. If you need any cooperation from the publicity department, just say the word. This will help you, and it will help us as well. The inaugural issue needs heavyweight content like yours to truly establish the publication."

"No problem. In a couple of days, Xiaoxue will come to see you with our latest situation, and she can tell you in more detail."

"Okay, it's settled then!"

Ji Tinglan later asked her about her recovery progress and whether she was able to move around easily.

Ye Wenxi answered each question, saying not to worry, she was much better.

The two talked for about half an hour before hanging up.

She walked around the room a couple of times to stretch her muscles, then felt a little tired and went back to bed.

I had just dozed off for a short while when I heard the door click.

Then came the dull thud of military boots hitting the ground, the sound of a hat hanging on a door hook, and the rustling of slippers being changed.

Lu Weidong tiptoed into the house.

Ye Wenxi lay on her side, a forced smile on her lips, her eyes tightly closed.

I felt a cool body approaching, and a shadow fell over me.

A kiss landed gently on her cheek.

Ye Wenxi could no longer hold back and burst out laughing.

Lu Weidong was taken aback, then laughed: "Not asleep?"

"I'm awake." Ye Wenxi sat up, rubbing her eyes. "I rested well this afternoon and slept all afternoon."

Lu Weidong sat down on the edge of the bed and smoothed her messy hair with his fingers: "What do you want to eat? I'll make some food."

"Mom made so many dumplings last time, aren't there still some left?" Ye Wenxi wrapped her arms around his neck. "Let's fry the dumplings, I want to eat fried dumplings, the crispy kind."

"Okay, wait." Lu Weidong pecked her again, then got up to fry dumplings.

After the meal, Ye Wenxi boiled water for Lu Weidong.

She tested the water temperature, touched it with her hand, and found it was just right – not too hot.

So he took off his clothes and slowly sat down inside.

Warm water rose up, and she let out a soft sigh of relief.

"Wei Dong, come here."

The bathroom door was pushed open a crack, and Lu Weidong poked half his head in.

Looking at Ye Wenxi sitting in the bathtub, her cheeks were flushed, her wet hair clung to her fair neck, and water droplets slid down her collarbone.

Its full silhouette is faintly visible in the mist, like a painting blurred by water.

The beauty's eyes sparkled, her smile was alluring, and she was beckoning him with her finger.

Lu Weidong stopped in his tracks.