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

Ye Wenxi rolled over, groggily touched her watch, and looked at it; it was past ten o'clock.

Startled, I sat up abruptly.

She looked down at herself; she was still wearing a tank top, her bra was on, but her pants were completely off. The curtains were drawn tightly, making the room dark.

How did you get home last night? I have no memory of it. Oh no, I've probably gotten myself into trouble.

Last night, Lu Weihua got drunk at a Western restaurant. She ordered a bottle of red wine first, and after finishing it, she said it wasn't anything special, so she ordered another bottle. "This stuff is pretty much the same as juice, just with a slight alcohol taste." But by the third bottle, she couldn't remember much.

Ye Wenxi quickly got dressed, washed up, and opened the door. She peeked out first, then tiptoed down to the second floor. She saw that Lu Weihua's door was closed; usually, it was open when she wasn't home.

She peeked down and saw Liu Xiuyun sitting on the sofa in the living room sewing Lu Zhenghua's pants, the needle and thread moving up and down in her hands, without looking up.

Ye Wenxi didn't dare to say a word, quickly slipped into the study, closed the door, and dialed the guesthouse.

After the phone was dialed for a while, Ding Jiahe's voice finally came from the other end.

"You're awake! That's impressive. You two can really drink!" Ding Jiahe's voice boomed from the microphone, laughing gleefully.

"Why didn't you stop us from drinking? How much did we drink? How did we get back?" Ye Wenxi asked in a low voice, firing off three questions in a row.

"Stop me? You two were drinking and saying this stuff is just a small drink, I couldn't stop you," Ding Jiahe laughed on the other end of the phone. "You even said, 'This foreign liquor isn't very strong,' and ordered a bottle of something like that. How was I supposed to know how strong that stuff was? I just watched you two drink one glass after another."

Ye Wenxi covered her forehead: "And then?"

"Later, you two took turns trying to slide under the table. I couldn't hold both of you by myself, so I had to call the Lu family. I think it was your older brother who came to pick you up and carried you both back."

Ye Wenxi closed her eyes.

Ye Wenxi leaned back in his chair, stared at the ceiling, and let out a long sigh.

Ding Jiahe.

"Um?"

"Did I say anything nonsense?" Ye Wenxi asked, a little scared.

There was no reply from the other end of the phone; instead, there was just a series of chuckles.

"Oh my... that was quite a performance! Hahahaha..." Ding Jiahe was almost laughing so hard she could barely breathe. "But it's okay, Lu Weihua's performance was even more spectacular than yours. You two had a premarital education session last night."

Ye Wenxi's scalp tightened: "What premarital education?"

"You said it, those were your exact words, I didn't change a single word."

"They say you have to look at the butt to judge a person's ability; a round, full butt means they're quite capable..."

"Alright, stop talking," Ye Wenxi said, covering her face as her head began to ache.

"The good news is that it all happened at the restaurant. After all, you two were unconscious afterwards," Ding Jiahe added. "But I don't know if you two said anything after you got home."

"Let's go back now, I can't stay here anymore." Ye Wenxi lowered her voice and glanced at the door of the study.

"Huh? We're not going to the department store?" Ding Jiahe was taken aback.

"Go! Go straight back after you're done!" Ye Wenxi gripped the microphone tightly. "Leave now, I'll wait for you at the bus stop, the sooner the better."

"Okay, okay, ten minutes."

Ye Wenxi hung up the phone, tiptoed to the stairwell, and glanced downstairs.

Liu Xiuyun was still sitting on the sofa sewing pants, the needle and thread moving up and down in her hands, without even lifting her head.

"Come downstairs if you're awake, what are you looking at?" Liu Xiuyun's voice, neither loud nor soft, drifted up from downstairs.

Ye Wenxi closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and braced herself to continue down the path.

"Hehehehe... Mom, didn't you go out for a stroll?" Ye Wenxi said with a forced smile, dawdling as she walked downstairs.

"Tell me, what made you drink so much?" Liu Xiuyun put down her needlework and looked up at her.

"Wei Dong and I had a fight, and Wei Hua tried to comfort me." Ye Wenxi didn't even blink before making up a lie.

"Huh?? You two had a fight? You can have a fight?" Liu Xiuyun was stunned, and almost dropped the pants in her hand.

"But we've made up now. We've apologized to each other, so it doesn't affect our relationship or our lives. Mom, I have something to do, so I'll have to go now. I'll come see you again next time I'm home. I won't be back tonight~"

As Ye Wenxi put on her coat, she moved toward the door. Before she could finish speaking, she was already at the door.

She opened the door, turned around and smiled at Liu Xiuyun, a smile that seemed more guilty than a cry.

"Let's go, Mom!"

The moment the door closed, she heard Liu Xiuyun say something behind her, but she didn't hear it clearly and didn't care to.

As for what Lu Weihua will say after she wakes up, let her say whatever she wants. Ye Wenxi rushed down the steps in three quick steps, plunged into the cold wind in the courtyard, and made a quick getaway.

Ring ring ring—!

The phone rang in Lu Weidong's office.

"Feed?" Lu Weidong answered the phone.

"You little bastard, what made Wenxi so angry? How angry must you be to drink so much with Weihua?" Liu Xiuyun launched into a tirade without even taking a breath.

"Huh?" Lu Weidong moved the microphone away a little, frowned for a second, and then put it back to his ear.

"What the hell! Wenxi is going back tonight. If you make her come back angry again, I'll kill you." Liu Xiuyun said and slammed down the phone.

Lu Weidong held the microphone, stunned for a long while.

Meanwhile, Ye Wenxi quickly met up with Ding Jiahe.

Ding Jiahe kept talking the whole way, laughing and repeating what she had said at the dinner table the night before. Ye Wenxi's head was throbbing with pain.

"You're talking about buttocks, noses, fingers, Adam's apples, and under-eye bags," Ding Jiahe counted on her fingers. "Where did you learn all this? And which of these things you're talking about is accurate?" (Class Representative)

Ye Wenxi: "..."

"Why ask these questions? What, are you trying to be like Wang Hao?" Ye Wenxi's eyes darted around. "Once he's finished replying, you can try it and see." She made a complete reversal of her question.

"Ugh~~ What did you say! Ye Wenxi, I never thought you were this kind of person!" Ding Jiahe shook her arm vigorously, her face turning red.

"Mmm, you're pure, you're noble, you've remembered it all." Ye Wenxi added another sarcastic remark without any expression.

Ding Jiahe choked, opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Ye Wenxi turned his head, his eyebrows raised high, and a wicked smile that said, "I told you so."

"Let's get married once you're better. Then you'll know which one is the right one."

"Ye Wenxi!" Ding Jiahe blushed to the roots of her neck and took off chasing after him.

"Ah~~ Ah~~~ I was wrong, I was wrong!!" Ye Wenxi turned and ran, her legs moving incredibly fast, her laughter drifting back from the front.

Ding Jiahe chased after her, his injured arm no longer hurting as he swung it around, and he caught up with her in a few steps and grabbed her sleeve.

"Wrong? Too late!"

"I was so wrong, so wrong~~" Ye Wenxi shrank her neck and begged for forgiveness.

"What did you do wrong?" Ding Jiahe grabbed the back of her neck.

"The mistake was... not telling the truth!" Ye Wenxi crawled out from under her arm and took two more steps forward.

"You still dare to talk back!"

The two ran one after the other along the roadside, attracting the attention of passersby. Ye Wenxi stopped a few steps away, turned around, and, panting, added:

"You can try it without getting married, anyway, you can't live without him in this life."

"Ye Wenxi—!"

"Hahahaha~~!" Ye Wenxi took off running again, her laughter carrying far away.