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

Saturday morning was different from the usual steady stream of customers. As soon as the department store opened, a flood of people poured in, many heading straight for Ye Wenxi's counter.

"Lu Weihua!" Several girls called out as soon as they saw Lu Weihua.

Lu Weihua looked up: "Xu Jiao! Wang Xin!"

"Did you come because you saw GG?"

"Yeah, why didn't you tell me sooner?" Xu Jiao patted her on the shoulder.

"I just found out too; my sister-in-law didn't tell me. Which one have you got your eye on? Hurry up and pick one; there are limited sizes available for each one."

"Sister-in-law, I'd like to try this dress on, is that okay?" Xu Jiao pointed to a white top and blue bottom short-sleeved shirt-collar dress.

"Okay. Weihua, quickly let your classmate try it out," Ye Wenxi chimed in from the side.

"Come with me." Lu Weihua pulled Xu Jiao toward the fitting room.

On this day, a steady stream of regular customers came, along with students from well-off families, and some who had called the clothing company the day before to learn about the exhibition and came directly over.

Some of them saw GG at the Harbin 300 and 500 last night and came here specifically today.

Some people even came to see it the day before yesterday, thought about it for two days after returning home, but still couldn't resist and came back to buy it.

Ye Wenxi's publicity efforts gradually took effect.

This time, the excitement wasn't just about inquiries and onlookers. Lu Weihua, Xiao He, and the classmate who helped out were all incredibly busy. Queues formed at the fitting rooms, and some impatient people peeked inside.

Everyone's heard that sizes are limited, and they're afraid they'll be gone if they're even a little late. Even though they know that custom production is possible, they just can't resist the urge to grab those few in-stock items.

Ye Wenxi unintentionally employed a strategy of scarcity marketing.

Seeing that several styles were sold out in certain sizes, Ye Wenxi took a moment to call Zhang Yunxia.

Ye Wenxi: "Sister Yunxia, ​​have those designs I mentioned to you last time been finished?"

Zhang Yunxia: "We finished twenty pieces. I haven't done anything else these past two days but have been busy with this."

Ye Wenxi: "Have the delivery person make a trip today. These few styles are currently out of stock, so I can only promise the customer a deposit first, and they can pick them up in a couple of days."

Zhang Yunxia: "Okay, I'll have Xiao Zhang go right away."

"Hey comrade, I'd like to try on this shirt." Someone urged from behind.

Ding Jiahe was carrying a stack of clothes and running back and forth, unable to keep up with everyone.

"Hello, that's 65 yuan in total. I'll give you a receipt."

"Xiao He, quickly help me pack this comrade's things."

"Weihua, that dress is sold out in all sizes, only size L is available. Let your classmate try it on first, and we'll send her the correct size later, okay?"

......

Ye Wenxi hung up the phone and turned to disappear back into the crowd.

My voice was hoarse and my throat was dry and sore, but my hands moved much more nimbly.

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Business was booming on Saturday, with sales doubling compared to the previous day.

After getting off work, Lu Weidong drove his jeep from the military region straight to Harbin Department Store. Lu Weihua knew her brother was coming tonight, so she vacated her apartment early and took the last bus back to school. Before leaving, she told Ye Wenxi, "Second sister-in-law, I'll come help again tomorrow."

Over the past few days, Ye Wenxi's voice was almost gone. She squatted on the ground, exhausted, constantly swallowing her saliva. Her throat felt dry and sore, as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.

Ding Jiahe leaned down to look at her: "You're overusing your voice. Do you want some throat lozenges?"

"It's so late, where can we buy it? Never mind." Ye Wenxi cleared her throat, coughed twice, and felt even more pain.

"Why is it that your throats are all fine, but mine are like this?" Ye Wenxi pinched her throat.

"Your throat lining is just naturally delicate and doesn't tolerate fatigue. Talking too much or raising your voice causes congestion and inflammation, and you simply can't stand or shout for long periods." Ding Jiahe frowned. "You can't keep going like this for so many days. You have to take medicine. Come on, I'll go with you to find a place to buy some."

She pulled Ye Wenxi outside.

As Ye Wenxi approached the entrance of the department store, she immediately spotted a tall and handsome figure. Lu Weidong, wearing a dark gray jacket, stood at the bottom of the steps, carrying a bag in his hand.

And standing next to him was another person, Wang Hao.

When Wang Hao heard that Lu Weidong was going to see Ye Wenxi after get off work today, he went back to get two changes of clothes without Lu Weidong's permission and refused to leave Lu Weidong's office.

"Brother Dong, could you give me a ride? I can walk, dress myself, and take care of myself now. I don't need to do anything, I just want to stay with you for a day."

"Are you here to keep me company? Do I need you to keep me company?" Lu Weidong rolled his eyes at him.

But he understood that Wang Hao probably wanted to talk to Ding Jiahe about something. The kid had been incredibly depressed these past few days, and he was probably about to burst if they waited until they got back to the military region to talk. Lu Weidong, in a moment of kindness, let him come along.

"Xiao Ding!" Wang Hao called out immediately upon seeing Ding Jiahe.

"Wang Hao? What brings you here?" Ding Jiahe stood there, stunned, her eyes filled with surprise and delight.

Ignoring his own health, Wang Hao jogged towards Ding Jiahe as fast as he could.

Ye Wenxi looked at them, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up. Then she turned her head and met the gaze of Lu Weidong, who was walking towards her with a dashing and handsome air.

"Wenxi," Lu Weidong called softly.

Ye Wenxi pouted, twisted her body, and walked towards him with a whimper. Ignoring the stares of passersby, she wrapped her arms around his waist and held him for a while.

"I'm so tired," she said, her voice muffled against his chest.

Lu Weidong reached out and put his arm around her, patting her back gently. He took out a box of throat lozenges from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Eat quickly."

Ye Wenxi looked down at the box of throat lozenges and paused for a moment.

How did you know I needed this?

"I could tell just from the two sentences I said on the phone yesterday. His voice was so hoarse. He must have been exhausted after talking for so many days straight." Lu Weidong said calmly, as if he were stating something perfectly natural.

"Mmm~~~ You're so thoughtful." She buried her face in his chest and rubbed against him.

The young couple's affectionate display attracted the attention of many passersby.

Some people looked at them in surprise, while others smiled and turned their faces away, but Ye Wenxi and Lu Weidong paid no attention to anyone, completely immersed in their own happiness.

"Are you hungry?" Lu Weidong looked down at her, his voice gentle.

"I'm so hungry... I'm... completely out of energy..." Ye Wenxi's voice was as if she had run out of power, each word barely audible.

"Let's go eat."

"Where are we going?" Ye Wenxi looked up.

"Go home."

"Give your room to Ding Jiahe, and let Wang Hao stay in Ding Jiahe's room," Lu Weidong said casually, as if he were arranging a small matter.

"Huh? I thought you were going to stay at the guesthouse with me." Ye Wenxi blinked.

Lu Weidong leaned closer, whispered in her ear, "I'm afraid the beds in the guesthouse won't hold up."

"Uh..." Ye Wenxi was stunned for a moment and looked back.

Wang Hao was standing next to Ding Jiahe, the two of them talking, with an arm's length between them.

Wang Hao raised his hand, seemingly wanting to put his arm around Ding Jiahe, but after saying a few words, he scratched his head and put his hand down, looking like a helpless big boy.

Ye Wenxi narrowed her eyes and turned to look at Lu Weidong: "Are you... helping your brother out?"

Lu Weidong smiled and said, "My wife understands me best."

"No way! Ding Jiahe could beat him to death." Ye Wenxi's eyes widened.

"Huh? We were just chatting, why did you have to kill him?" Lu Weidong looked completely innocent.

"Uh..." Ye Wenxi choked.

"What are you thinking? Do you think I'd let him do that?" Lu Weidong reached out and poked her head twice. "You're always thinking about these kinds of things."

Ye Wenxi: "??"

She looked completely bewildered. Who on earth is always thinking about doing something all day long?