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"The python just wants to go back to its den."

She still had a pleading smile on her face as she reached out and pushed him.

"Stop fooling around~"

"If we keep messing with it, it'll really fall apart."

Lu Weidong lost his teasing tone and looked at Ye Wenxi sitting on the edge of the bed.

He walked up to her, knelt down, and his gaze was almost level with hers.

He completely toned down all his sharp edges and imposing manner.

Lu Weidong stretched out his arms and slowly wrapped them around her waist, pressing his face against her warm embrace.

It rubbed its nose against Ye Wenxi's, greedily inhaling her unique scent.

The scent was a blend of the cleanliness of soap, a faint hint of ink, and a comforting warmth that was uniquely hers.

Lu Weidong's absorbed and dependent appearance created a subtle and touching contrast with his usual tough and composed image.

Ye Wenxi was slightly taken aback.

The anticipated "counterattack" did not materialize; instead, a posture that was almost one of weakness and dependence emerged.

He held her tightly with his arms, burying his head close to her chest.

She could feel the slight rise and fall of his chest as he breathed.

A strange, bittersweet feeling suddenly welled up inside me, dispelling my last bit of joking thoughts.

Lu Weidong's voice came through in a muffled tone, extremely soft yet earnest.

"Wenxi..."

"you're right."

"You are my warmest and most secure nest."

He spoke somewhat clumsily, but every word struck a chord with her.

This wasn't just sweet talk; it was his response to her "White Snake Lady" metaphor, his ultimate acceptance of all her "differences."

No matter who she is or what she is, her embrace is his only refuge and place of peace.

"My little nest will always be there, right?"

Lu Weidong lowered his stance to an unbelievable degree.

He asked in a low voice, revealing his deepest fear.

The origin of Ye Wenxi's name is unclear.

Her "difference" was so obvious.

Will she... also vanish like a gust of wind without warning?

It disappeared suddenly.

He didn't look up, but buried his face deeper into her arms, tightening his embrace as if afraid the warmth in her arms would dissipate in the next second.

A sudden warmth welled up in her heart, and her eyes unexpectedly began to sting.

She lowered her eyes, looking at the small cowlick on the top of his head, and at the relaxed curve of his broad shoulders and back, slightly hunched over.

Then, she raised her hand and wrapped it around the back of his neck, very lightly but firmly, and pressed her cheek against his slightly damp hair, which still carried the scent of the bathroom, and rubbed it hard.

"How stupid!"

Her voice was soft and gentle, as if she were coaxing an uneasy child, or as if she were calming the surging emotions in her own heart.

"Don't worry," she whispered in his ear, each word clear and solemn.

"Lady White Snake is right here, she's not going anywhere."

She spoke the last few words very softly, with boundless tenderness.

Lu Weidong's arms around her waist tightened silently.

He didn't speak, but buried his face deeper into her chest, as if he wanted to inhale all the reassuring scent emanating from her into his lungs.

The tender and tranquil atmosphere lasted for a moment.

Ye Wenxi took a deep breath, her thoughts drifting back to the incident of retrieving something from the mailroom earlier that day.

She hasn't told Lu Weidong about this yet.

She raised her hand and patted Lu Weidong's broad and taut shoulders reassuringly.

"Wei Dong".

"Hmm?" Lu Weidong looked up at her, his eyes still filled with lingering affection.

Ye Wenxi smiled at him, her eyes sparkling, as if she had something good to share.

"Come here, I want to show you something."

She gently pushed him away, stood up, took his hand, and pulled him to the old-fashioned cabinet by the wall.

The cabinet door creaked open.

It was packed full, almost overflowing.

Steamed canned meat, pineapple in syrup, luncheon meat—the tins were polished to a shine, and boxes of mung bean cakes, steamed rice cakes, and biscuits were neatly stacked.

Premium-packaged White Rabbit milk candies and shrimp crisps were piled up to the side, and at the bottom were two bottles of Moutai liquor labeled "Special Internal Supply".

Lu Weidong was taken aback when he saw the cabinet full of things, but then a smile appeared on his lips.

He reached out and picked up a bottle of Moutai liquor, weighed it in his hand, and then carefully put it back.

"Was it a gift from Director Li?" His voice held a knowing smile.

How did you know?

"You don't crave these things, and you hardly ever touch what we have at home."

Lu Weidong picked up a can of luncheon meat and looked at it in his hand.

Indeed, these foods, which were rare in this era, held little appeal for Ye Wenxi.

"When I went to pick it up today, I was surrounded by a lot of people."

Ye Wenxi complained softly, her tone tinged with guilt and helplessness.

"I still have half a box left, I haven't dared to pick it up, it's still in the mailroom. Director Li has really given me a difficult problem. It's too conspicuous."

Lu Weidong picked up another White Rabbit milk candy.

"garish?"

He spoke calmly, unwrapped the candy, and put the milky white candy ball into his mouth, the sweetness slowly melting in his mouth.

"You earned this through your own hard work, what's so remarkable about it?"

As he spoke, he peeled another one and held it directly to her lips.

Ye Wenxi opened her mouth and took it in, and the sweet, milky aroma instantly filled the air.

"You helped the factory sell its products and generated revenue for them, so it's only natural that they would be genuinely grateful to you."

Ye Wenxi gave Lu Weidong a slightly sly yet relieved smile.

"Young man, you have a high level of ideological awareness."

"Okay, as long as you don't feel that this matter will affect you, I'll feel at ease."

Her main concern was Lu Weidong's identity and his influence in the compound.

Since he himself is so open-minded and thinks it's only natural, then she has nothing to worry about anymore.

It was earned through my own abilities, clean and honest.

As time goes by, let others get used to their opinions and comments.

Most people in this era are unaware that the economic tide is about to turn, and the gap in living standards between people will gradually become apparent in the future.

Someone has to be at the forefront, so why can't it be me?

"There's still half a box in the mailroom. I've asked Sister Wang to keep an eye on it for me."

"I'll go get it tomorrow," Lu Weidong replied.

Ye Wenxi got dressed and went straight to turn on the study light.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Lu Weidong asked.

"I can't sleep, so I'll tidy up the newly made template a bit."

Ye Wenxi walked to the simple clothes rack standing against the wall, where several new clothes that she and the helpers had recently finished making were already hanging.

She took off a long-sleeved dress and turned to show it to Lu Weidong.

"Look, isn't this dress pretty?"

This is a long-sleeved French retro dress with a black and white checkered pattern.

The cuffs are slightly flared, and it has a white Peter Pan collar.

The neckline and cuffs are adorned with delicate lace trim in the same color scheme, exuding gentleness and attention to detail.

The skirt features a classic fitted waist and A-line silhouette. The most ingenious detail is the silky black belt at the waist, which is tied into a lively bow at the back side, adding a touch of charm and elegance.

Ye Wenxi lifted her skirt and held it up to herself, looking at him with bright eyes.

"Beautiful!" Lu Weidong nodded sincerely.

"Oh, right, seeing your dress reminded me." He leaned against the door frame, his tone casual.

"The military region seems to be holding a New Year's dance party. Want to go?"

Ye Wenxi's eyes lit up instantly, and she deliberately raised her eyebrows, her gaze carrying a hint of provocation.

"prom?"

"A social gathering? The kind where men and women can dance freely?"

Lu Weidong's eye twitched, and he regretted bringing it up.

"Wow!"

Before he could regret it, Ye Wenxi preemptively made the announcement.

She lifted her skirt and twirled gracefully in place, the hem of her skirt drawing a beautiful arc.

"Perfect! I'm going to give my new dress a thumbs up and show off my design skills! Hehehe~"

The more she thought about it, the happier she became. She spun around twice more, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

Lu Weidong watched her jubilant figure under the lamplight.

He could almost see her on the day of the ball, wearing that striking dress, attracting countless admiring and inquisitive glances in the crowd.

"Well... it's really not that interesting, and it's probably quite noisy with so many people around."

"The more people there are, the more we should go!" Ye Wenxi found a loophole.

She stopped spinning and tilted her head to look at him.

"What, Battalion Commander Lu, are you worried I'll attract unwanted attention?"

Lu Weidong, realizing his secret had been exposed, didn't dare to utter a word.

Ye Wenxi walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Don't worry, I only have eyes for you, my 'giant python.' I'm just going to expand my business and observe the market!"

Lu Weidong blushed, amused by her address.

"Okay, then I'll register you."

"No! It's the two of us. I'm going to design an outfit for you that will make them swoon."

She stood on tiptoe and gave him a hard peck on the lips, her face full of smugness.