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

The bathroom was filled with steam.

After the two people sat in the wooden bathtub, the water level reached their chests.

The dim light bulbs hung overhead, their light filtering through the moisture, becoming soft and hazy.

Lu Weidong brought in a glass of warm water and held it to her lips.

Ye Wenxi took a few sips from his hand and snorted:

"Now you know how to take care of me?"

"Just now you made me..."

Before she could finish the sentence, her face turned red.

Lu Weidong pulled her closer to him and kissed her lips.

"Who gave you the right to say such explicit things?"

"Where did you learn those phrases?"

Ye Wenxi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned the tables:

"You're talking about me? Have you forgotten how many people you've hired?"

"I've seen you use that pose quite a few times, humph! I'm seriously suspicious of you now..."

She stopped talking before she could finish.

Because Lu Weidong didn't refute her, he just looked at her, and his eyes...

There was a hint of guilt in her silence, and a slight sense of grievance at being misunderstood.

He thought of those people, Mou Miao and Mou Ran, who used to linger around him.

And then there are those overt and covert glances from within the family compound.

It did cause Ye Wenxi quite a bit of trouble.

If she really suspected him of something, he didn't seem to have anything he could strongly refute.

His handsome, cold face now showed no sharpness, only a soft helplessness and indulgent gentleness.

Seeing him like this, Ye Wenxi suddenly splashed water on his face, breaking the somewhat tense atmosphere.

"I was just kidding!" she laughed.

Of course she knew he was a Boy Scout.

It's just that he has exceptional talent and a strong learning ability.

Lu Weidong, however, felt that she was showing him love and unconditional trust.

His initial sense of guilt transformed into a deeper tenderness.

Little did he know that Ye Wenxi actually had a "God's-eye view," knowing far more than he thought.

He didn't explain much, but simply put his arm around her and softened his voice.

"Does your throat still hurt?"

"Thankfully, it hasn't gotten worse. A couple of days of medication should be enough."

"Are you feeling hot-tempered? Is it because of the clothing company?"

He followed up with the question, his fingers unconsciously twirling around the ends of her wet hair.

Ye Wenxi sighed deeply.

"It's not because of money."

Ye Wenxi leaned on his shoulder, watching the swaying water.

"I just feel sorry for some women in this era..."

She paused, then added, "I mean someone like Sun Xiaolan."

"It seems that they have entrusted half, or even most, of their fate to others."

She sighed softly, then looked up and gave him a sly smile:

"Weidong is the best. If I want to do something, you will definitely support me."

Lu Weidong took her hand, brought it to his lips, and kissed the back of her hand very seriously.

Then he looked up at her, his gaze sincere and resolute:

"I think it mainly depends on the person. If it were you..."

He paused, as if searching for the most accurate word.

"No matter who you marry, your destiny will be in your own hands."

He looked at her, his gaze as deep as a still pool.

"That's just how you are. You'll never get stuck; you're always finding a way and striving forward."

"And it's precisely because you are like this that I am like this..."

He didn't finish speaking, but Ye Wenxi understood.

Her eyes flickered, and her heart felt as if it had been gently struck by something warm.

This touched her more than any straightforward love confession.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and the corners of her mouth curved into a shy smile. Then she tilted her head back and kissed his lips.

The air was filled with steam, and the water temperature was just right.

The two shared a long and tender kiss in the bathtub.

Much later.

The water was getting a little cool, but neither of them wanted to leave the warm embrace where they snuggled together.

Lu Weidong's fingers casually combed through her half-wet long hair.

"Wenxi..." he called softly.

"Hmm?" She looked up at him, her gaze passing over his shoulder.

Lu Weidong's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Under the lamplight, his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he had something on his mind, wanting to ask but seemingly hesitant.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Wenxi asked proactively, her voice still carrying a hint of post-coital languor.

"Today, the Publicity Department organized a study session on the new policies."

Lu Weidong spoke, his voice calm and even, as if he were stating an ordinary task.

"The main focus is on studying and understanding the latest directives regarding economic work."

He paused, his gaze falling on her face as he observed her reaction.

"Those things about revitalizing the economy and reform and opening up."

"Mmm," Ye Wenxi responded, but her heartbeat quietly quickened.

"and then?"

She knew that he had laid all this groundwork not just to report on what he had learned.

Lu Weidong remained silent for a few seconds, and the water in the bathtub rippled slightly.

He seemed to have made up his mind before continuing, speaking in as calm a tone as possible:

"At today's study session, Wei Changzheng, the head of the Publicity Department, specifically mentioned you."

Ye Wenxi stopped combing her hair.

"What did he say about me?"

He said that Comrade Ye Wenxi, a military dependent, is a role model worthy of learning from because he can keenly grasp the policy direction and actively explore new practices.

"We urge everyone... to learn from you."

The languid expression on Lu Wenxi's face vanished instantly.

The smile on her lips faded, her eyes flickered, and she avoided his gaze.

She seemed to know what Lu Weidong really wanted to ask.

She turned her head away, no longer looking at him, leaving him with only a slightly tense expression.

This scene made Lu Weidong's heart skip a beat.

Those vague suspicions and anxieties seemed to be confirmed somewhat by unspoken circumstances.

But this time, Ye Wenxi did not ask any further questions.

"Wenxi".

Lu Weidong called out again, his voice tinged with barely perceptible tension.

Ye Wenxi didn't turn around, but simply uttered a soft "Hmm?"

The ending note rises, making it sound casual.

But the fingers resting on the edge of the bathtub unconsciously curled up slightly.

The moisture had almost completely dissipated, and a cool sensation seeped into the skin.

Lu Weidong took a deep breath, as if he had finally made up his mind, and asked the question that had been lingering in his heart for a long time:

When you first decided to start the clothing company...

"Did you already guess or sense that such a policy would be implemented?"

Ye Wenxi, with his back to him, froze for a fleeting moment, almost imperceptibly.

Then, she turned around abruptly.

A bright, almost excessive smile bloomed on her face, and she reached out and scooped up a handful of water, splashing it at him.

"What are you saying, Battalion Commander Lu?"

Her voice was clear and crisp, with a deliberate air of ease.

"I was just bored staying in the family compound and wanted to find something to do to earn some pocket money."

"We only dared to start selling clothes after seeing the policy announcement in the newspaper!"

Water droplets slid down his angular face.

Lu Weidong didn't dodge, nor did he even raise his hand to wipe it.

He simply stared at her intently.

"Is that so?" His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a kind of straightforward pressure.

"So you even turned down a formal design consultant position with the Municipal Light Industry Bureau, all for that little bit of 'pocket money'?"

This question is direct, even somewhat sharp.

The air seemed to cool down a bit more.

Ye Wenxi's smile faded, but she didn't panic.

"Otherwise what?"

She countered with a question that sounded almost innocent.

"Lu Weidong, could it be that I traveled from the future?"