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

Inside the garment factory, Ye Wenxi was pondering the fact that the commander wanted to call her to his office tomorrow. She frowned and thought about it for a long time.

But some questions still lingered in her mind. What should she say when the commander summons her to his office tomorrow? What are the chances of this succeeding? What else does she need to prepare?

Some things, if one person can't figure them out, she needs to find several people to think about them together.

She picked up the phone, intending to call Ding Jiahe. This matter was of great importance, and she needed to involve her. But her finger paused on the dial; she wondered, where should she dial?

The military doctor's office? Ding Jiahe's dormitory? Or the health center?

After much deliberation, she dialed the phone number of the sanatorium where Wang Hao was staying. It was a facility specifically for wounded officers to recuperate, a combination of medical and residential care, and the environment was quieter and more relaxed than a hospital. Nurses regularly changed dressings and made rounds, and she could walk around, read, and do some simple activities.

She guessed that Ding Jiahe was probably there with Wang Hao.

Ye Wenxi dialed the switchboard and transferred the call.

"Hello, I am Ye Wenxi from Wenxi Garment Company. I am looking for a military doctor named Ding Jiahe. She may be currently taking care of Company Commander Wang Hao."

"Okay, please wait a moment while I take a look."

A few minutes later, Ding Jiahe's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Feed?" Ding Jiahe was indeed there.

"I knew you'd be here..." Ye Wenxi said listlessly. "Sigh... You came back and immediately went to cling to your boyfriend, not even caring about your best friend's well-being."

"Can I say I just arrived here?" Ding Jiahe asked timidly.

"Bullshit! Even a dog wouldn't believe that!" Ye Wenxi snapped again.

"Really!" Ding Jiahe quickly explained, "They've been keeping me in meetings these past two days, I'm exhausted. They've been interrogating me in shifts, asking about the front lines, the injuries, and the future plans..."

"Hmm...okay, I'll forgive you this time." Ye Wenxi scratched his head. "How's Wang Hao?"

"I can do some basic daily activities on my own now. I don't need anyone to feed me anymore, just a little help, but I still have to lie down most of the time," Ding Jiahe said. "What's wrong? Did you need me for something urgent?"

"Bring your boyfriend/girlfriend to my house for dinner tonight. I'll let you know then. Come early!"

Ye Wenxi hung up the phone and just then ran into Zhang Yunxia who came to see her.

"Sister Yunxia, ​​come to my house for dinner tonight. I just called Xiao Ding too, please invite Commander Chen over as well," Ye Wenxi said.

"I was just about to talk to you about this. I wanted you to come to my house tonight so we could discuss it." Zhang Yunxia understood immediately.

"Let's go to my house," Ye Wenxi said.

"Okay," Zhang Yunxia replied. "I have to pick up Xiangyang in a bit."

"I'll go with you," Ye Wenxi said.

The two people came out of the garment store and pushed their bicycles toward the military kindergarten.

"Is Xiangyang's paperwork complete?" Ye Wenxi asked, turning her head.

"It'll be done soon, in another two days." Zhang Yunxia pushed the cart, her voice filled with laughter. "Because they are orphans of martyrs and adopted by soldiers, the local government is giving them priority."

She paused, then added, "Old Chen said he wouldn't change his surname and would keep calling him Zhang Xiangyang."

"Did she take her mother's surname?" Ye Wenxi guessed.

"No," Zhang Yunxia shook her head, her voice softening, "He just took his father's surname, Zhang. Old Chen said we can't let that martyr's lineage die out."

After she finished speaking, she laughed again: "I'm in favor of it. What's their surname or given name? That doesn't matter."

The two picked up Zhang Xiangyang and then went to a service store to buy some fresh fruits and vegetables in preparation for tonight's gathering.

On his way home from get off work, Lu Weidong imagined that when he opened the door, he would see Ye Wenxi in the kitchen, preparing a cozy dinner for the two of them.

Ten minutes later, he walked to his front door, took out his keys, and pushed the door open.

What comes into view is a pile of shoes, both men's and women's, as well as wheelchairs.

Lu Weidong's forehead and eye twitched.

Hearing the sound, Chen Yuanchuan peeked out from the living room and casually tossed a pair of slippers at the door: "Ah, you're back? Come in."

Lu Weidong: ".............."

"Chief of Staff, you're back?" He had just put on his slippers when he saw Wang Hao sprawled on the sofa, with Ding Jiahe beside him, playing around with Zhang Xiangyang.

Lu Weidong: "............."

Ye Wenxi came out of the kitchen upon hearing the sound.

"You're back! Go change your clothes first!" she said, pushing him into the bedroom.

As soon as the door closed, President Ye quickly hugged Lu Weidong's neck and gave him two quick kisses. But when he looked up, he was met with Lu Weidong's expression that said, "I'm not happy."

Ye Wenxi couldn't help but hug his neck, bury her face in his body, and keep laughing.

Then she raised her head, blinked her big eyes, and looked at Lu Weidong expectantly, her voice soft and slightly coquettish:

"Mainly... there's something I need to discuss tonight. The commander wants me to go to his office tomorrow, and I'm a little unsure..."

Lu Weidong wasn't really angry; he was just a little disappointed. But at that moment, he was enjoying Ye Wenxi's "coquettishness" towards him, so he pretended to be aloof.

"Does the person lounging on the sofa also want to participate in the discussion?" Lu Weidong asked, feigning a cold expression.

"Aren't they still conjoined?" Ye Wenxi whispered.

"Tch...They're already inseparable before they're even married?" Lu Weidong said something perfectly normal.

"Ugh! What are you saying? Keep your voice down!" Ye Wenxi punched him.

Lu Weidong: "?"

He was speaking seriously, so why did he become inappropriate in her head?

At the dinner table, Ye Wenxi and Zhang Yunxia prepared eight dishes today.

Ye Wenxi rarely stewed a large fish, adding wide rice noodles and tofu, and used the largest enamel basin in the house.

After all eight dishes were served, there was almost no room left on the table to put the bowls and chopsticks.

"I'm telling you two, you should apply for a three-bedroom apartment, it'll be bigger. You could have gotten one after your last promotion, why didn't you two change it?" Chen Yuanchuan picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks.

"Normally, not many people come here, just the few of you, it should be enough for you to sit," Lu Weidong replied.

"Don't Xiaojun and Weihua still come here often?" Zhang Yunxia replied with a smile.

Ye Wenxi lowered his head and chuckled to himself. It was fine if they weren't mentioned; as soon as they were brought up, he wished he could switch to a one-bedroom apartment.

As they chatted, the conversation turned to business.

Zhang Yunxia and Lu Weidong took turns speaking, and Ye Wenxi didn't even have a chance to interrupt. They recounted every detail and process, from the preparations to the departure of that group of people this morning.

"Did you go too, Chief of Staff?" Wang Hao asked, sitting in his wheelchair, swinging his arm as he shoveled rice into his mouth.

"I didn't go. I heard it from Zhou Xuchen." Lu Weidong glanced at him. "You seem fine now. Why would you need a wheelchair? You eat more than I do."

"I don't know why, maybe my body is depleted after the injury and needs to be replenished. My appetite has been particularly strong lately," Wang Hao said, his mouth full and his words muffled.

"Actually, I think I can move around now, but Xiao Ding won't let me. She insists on making me sit in a wheelchair." He turned to look at Ding Jiahe, his face full of happiness.

"Maybe it's because you're in love, Wang Hao, isn't it sweet?" Ye Wenxi casually remarked.

Wang Hao was too embarrassed to answer, but Zhang Xiangyang spoke up...

"Mom, is love like candy? I want some too!" Zhang Xiangyang asked, looking up at his mother.