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

Lu Weihua had read a lot of erotic novels. In high school, they were passed around among classmates. In college, some of his roommates were also "experts," and they all knew more about the topics of their late-night conversations in the dorm than the last.

However, Lu Weihua has never even faced a real man, let alone engaged in any real combat.

Lu Weihua, nicknamed "Big Yellow Girl," is a pure banana (yellow on the outside and white on the inside).

At that moment, Du Yi's gaze and words came crashing down on me like a straight ball.

Lu Weihua felt as if her head had been filled with hot red wine, both dizzy and burning. She lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze, her face turning completely red from her neck to her forehead.

Harbin Institute of Technology is not particularly far from Central Avenue, and the two quickly got off the bus.

Huamei Western Restaurant.

This is the oldest Russian restaurant on Central Street, with a history dating back to 1925. It's an old establishment run by Russians.

The dishes are authentic, but the prices are not low, with each meal costing at least five to eight yuan per person.

Even Lu Weihua had never eaten it.

The Lu family had strict family rules. Commander Lu was frugal his whole life and had many rules. Both boys and girls were raised in poverty and had to endure hardship from a young age. They were not allowed to be spoiled.

So although Lu Weihua was the commander's daughter, her family was not much different from that of an ordinary working-class family.

At most, she lives in a nice house and has Aunt Sun who helps out, so no one dares to bully her.

However, in terms of material and spiritual abundance, they are not as fortunate as the daughters of ordinary wealthy families.

This is why Lu Weihua is so popular.

He came from a high-ranking official family, yet he was willing to step down from his pedestal and stand with the masses.

Du Yi met Lu Weihua when she first enrolled in school; she already knew about this person.

Lu Zhenghua brought her there, which alarmed the school's vice principal, who personally received her; it was quite a scene.

However, this was the only time he made such a high-profile appearance.

In the days that followed, she lived a low-key life like an ordinary student, remaining unknown.

It wasn't until Lu Weihua started helping Ye Wenxi organize the clothing company that things changed.

Lu Weihua reappeared in Du Yi's sight.

The waiter led the two to the table by the window that Du Yi had reserved.

As soon as I sat down, a waiter came over, carrying a small vase with two red rosebuds that were about to bloom.

"Comrade, these are the flowers you ordered."

"It's for this person." Du Yi turned slightly to the side, gesturing towards Lu Weihua.

The waiter then gently placed the slender, transparent glass vase in front of her.

Lu Weihua was clearly taken aback; she had never received flowers from anyone before.

Du Yi gently explained, "This is a service provided by their store; they have channels to obtain flowers."

"Although it's a bit more expensive, it's a rare opportunity, and I don't want to miss this chance to send you flowers."

With such a gentle tone and those words, Lu Weihua felt he was about to be overwhelmed.

If Ye Wenxi hadn't given her that heads-up call earlier, she would be floating on air right now.

She tried to steady herself, her face still flushed, and whispered, "Thank you."

"Weihua, what would you like to eat?" Du Yi handed over the menu.

Lu Weihua took the menu, flipped it open, and saw that the dishes were all in Russian and Chinese: braised beef in a pot, borscht, creamy baked fish...

She had never tried any of them and didn't know what they tasted like.

But after glancing down at the price, he exclaimed, "Oh my god!"

So expensive?

Du Yi seemed to sense her hesitation and smiled as he said to the waiter:

"Could you please recommend a few of our signature dishes?"

The waiter rattled off a list of dishes with practiced ease: braised beef in a clay pot, Capital salad, Moscow borscht, creamy grilled mixed vegetables...

Du Yi agreed, "Okay, one of each."

Du Yi turned his head and looked at her with a smile:

"Weihua, just eat whatever you want today, I'll take care of everything."

Dishes were served one after another, filling the entire table.

Lu Weihua was pleasantly surprised by the delicious beef stew. The stewed beef was tender and flavorful, and she dipped her bread in the broth and ate two pieces.

When the creamy baked mixed vegetables were served, the cheese stretched into long strands, and her eyes lit up.

"This is delicious!" she exclaimed, pointing to the plate.

Du Yi smiled and scooped another spoonful for her.

But there was something that made her frown: the creamy baked fish. She took a bite and her expression froze.

The fish was coated in sweet, creamy cream. She tried to swallow it, but couldn't help grimacing.

"Don't you like it?" Du Yi asked.

"It's a bit... weird," she whispered. "I don't like sweet meat."

Du Yi noticed that Lu Weihua didn't like some of the dishes, so he considerately replaced one or two for her.

Naturally, more and more dishes were ordered.

However, both of them still copied all the discs.

"I'm full, let's go." Lu Weihua was stuffed, but he did enjoy the meal.

"Okay, let's go." The two walked to the cashier.

"Hello, comrade, checkout please," Du Yi said to the cashier.

The cashier glanced at the receipt and started frantically fiddling with the abacus.

"Hello comrade, that's twenty-three yuan and forty cents in total."

Lu Weihua's eyes widened.

Twenty-three yuan and forty cents, which far exceeds the previous estimate of five to eight yuan per person.

This is too expensive, almost equivalent to a month's salary for an average worker. Du Yi's labor fee this time was only a dozen yuan.

Lu Weihua subconsciously reached for his wallet to pay for him, but stopped abruptly.

Ye Wenxi's words echoed in my ears again.

She didn't move.

Du Yi took out his wallet and counted the money, one bill at a time.

"That's twenty-three yuan and forty cents in total, comrade, please count it again." He handed it to the cashier.

"Perfect!" the cashier replied after confirming.

Du Yi raised his head, his face still bearing that gentle smile, and said to Lu Weihua:

"Let's go for a walk together."

Afterwards, the two walked side by side on Central Avenue, where the lights were soft and the sounds of people were bustling.

"Du Yi, this meal is really too expensive," Lu Weihua couldn't help but say.

Du Yi turned to look at her, his eyes softening.

"This is the first time for both of us to be in a place like this. For just over twenty yuan, it's a great experience for you, I think it's worth it!"

His eyes were earnest and sincere, which softened Lu Weihua's heart.

She was momentarily dazed, wondering if she was overthinking things.

"Weihua, there are export goods for sale here, let's go take a look." Du Yi pointed ahead.

It was a small shop selling Russian goods, with a wide variety of items on the shelves, especially the trinkets, which were exquisitely crafted and must have been Russian handicrafts.

Lu Weihua's eyes lit up when he saw that familiar shop window.

She had been to this store a few times before, and each time she would take a second look, but at that time she didn't have much pocket money and couldn't bear to buy anything.

"Is there anything you like?" Du Yi asked casually.

"Ah, no, let's not watch anymore, let's go." Lu Weihua shook her head and pulled him away.

Du Yi, however, seemed not to hear him, and pointed to a finely crafted Russian-style hair clip, saying to the shop assistant:

"Hello comrade, could you please show me this?" he asked politely, with a smile.

This is a Russian handmade embroidered hair clip with an exotic flair, featuring a vintage brass base.

Embroidered with colorful geometric patterns in red, green, orange, and blue, with a round and full pearl inlaid in the center, and the edges are edged with fine gold thread, revealing the exquisite handmade texture.

The waiter took it out and placed it on the counter.

Lu Weihua wanted to refuse again, but Du Yi insisted:

"Try it on, I think this will look great on you."

Lu Weihua hesitated for a moment, then reached out and picked it up, comparing himself to the mirror.

"Shall I help you?" Du Yi asked softly.

Before she could answer, he had already taken the hair clip and walked behind her.

He gently brushed aside the stray hairs by her ear, his movements so light that his fingertips brushed against her earlobe unintentionally.

Lu Weihua froze, his heart skipped a beat.

The hair clip got stuck in her hair. He adjusted the angle, then took a half step back and looked at her in the mirror.

"It looks good," he said.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

She nodded, not daring to turn around.

Lu Weihua looked at the hair clip on her head in the mirror, and then glanced at him standing behind her in the mirror.

Du Yi, reflected in the mirror, met Lu Weihua's gaze.

"Wei Hua, you are so beautiful."