Chapter 7: I’m Your Girlfriend

Lin Siyun nodded.

“Hmm, I came to see you. This is Wen Nian. Her father is Wen Qingguo, who was a good comrade-in-arms with your dad.”

Wen Nian looked stunned.

Isn’t this the man who showed up at her house that day?

She thought she’d never see him again.

And he turned out to be the male lead!?

Lu Hanzheng scrutinized the girl before him.

Her bare-faced face was pure and charming, her skin snow-white.

Her clothes were decent, and her temperament uniquely special.

Surname Wen?

No impression.

Lin Siyun gestured for Wen Nian to step forward.

“Xiao Wen made you some soup. If you want anything to eat these days, just tell her.”

Whether Wen Nian could stay in the Lu family was not up to her.

The decision lay with the father and son of the Lu family.

So, she could neither agree nor refuse outright.

This hot potato should be tossed back to the Lu family.

Lu Hanzheng’s brows furrowed slightly, his thin lips pressed tightly together.

So this was a matchmaking arrangement from Lin Siyun?

The man’s cold, sharp eyes fixed on her with a hint of severity.

After the initial shock, Wen Nian took a step back, intimidated by his stern expression.

She couldn’t shake the feeling that Lu Hanzheng’s gaze was not very friendly.

The atmosphere grew a bit chilly for a moment.

Wen Nian gave herself a pep talk, opened the thermos in her hands, and ladled out a bowl of soup, offering it to him.

“Aunt Lin said you had a head injury, so I made fish-head soup. It has Chuanxiong and Gastrodia in it, which can replenish nutrients and promote blood circulation and bruising recovery.”

Lu Hanzheng stared at her steadily but didn’t take it.

Even lying in bed, his back was straight as a rod.

His expression was cold and aloof.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was an exceptionally handsome guy, Wen Nian would have dumped the entire bowl on his head by now.

Who told him he ticked all her aesthetic boxes?

Whether it was that refined, handsome face or his strong physique.

From head to toe, he was exactly her type.

Wen Nian blinked her bright, watery eyes and smiled softly at him.

Her wrist was slender and fair, seeming delicate enough to break with a snap.

Her bones were evenly structured, giving off a fragile, controllable charm.

As she leaned closer, a pleasant soft fragrance mingled with the rich scent of the fish soup drifted into his nostrils, capturing his attention.

After a long moment, Lu Hanzheng finally relented.

He took the bowl, lifted it, and drank it all in one go.

Lin Siyun stood quietly beside them, raising an eyebrow in surprise.

He accepted it.

The eldest young master of the Lu family was very proud.

If he didn’t like something, he wouldn’t even give you the courtesy of an inch.

You wouldn’t even get a chance to get close to him.

In the past, whenever they arranged blind dates for him, he had been absolutely unwilling.

He wouldn’t even meet them.

This time was quite rare.

If you asked her, no man in the world could resist a sweet barrage of charm.

If there was one who could, it just meant the sugar wasn’t sweet enough.

Lin Siyun breathed a sigh of relief.

In truth, she really didn’t want to deal with this stepson.

Thinking about how he was before his amnesia made her shudder.

Only now, with Lu Hanzheng’s memory gone, was he a bit easier to handle.

Since Lu Hanzheng didn’t object, and Wen Nian wanted to stay in the Lu family,

then let Wen Nian stay to take care of him.

That way, she could relax a bit as well.

“Hanzheng, my regiment still has duties, so I’ll leave first. Rest well. If you want anything, just tell Xiao Wen.”

Lu Hanzheng nodded lightly in acknowledgment.

Wen Nian also breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, they didn’t kick her out.

At least, for now, she could stay.

Lin Siyun gave a subtle nod, and Wen Nian began to stir up her emotions.

Slowly, she edged closer to him, and while the man was off guard, she suddenly threw herself into his arms.

The moment for acting was here.

“Hanzheng, I finally found you. Do you know how hard it was for me to find you?”

Wen Nian buried herself in Lu Hanzheng’s embrace, pouring out her longing for him.

Caught off guard, Lu Hanzheng was stunned for a moment.

His face darkened as he forcefully pushed her away.

“Speak properly, don’t get hands-on!”

His brows knitted tightly, his tone sharp and warning.

Wen Nian whined and accused him softly.

“Hanzheng, you’ve changed. You never used to be so harsh with me.”

His gaze sharpened, dark and intense as he stared at the woman in front of him.

“Explain clearly—what do you mean?”

Wen Nian’s eyes blurred with tears.

“Hanzheng, I’m your girlfriend. How could you forget me?”

Lu Hanzheng only knew that he had been hit on the head by thugs during a mission.

He lost his memory and remembered nothing of his past relationships.

He tried to recall their past romance.

But the harder he tried, the more his head ached, and nothing came back.

He frowned tightly.

“Make it clear—what exactly happened between us?”

Wen Nian started to make things up.

“We met last summer in Shanghe Village. I was being harassed by some local thugs, and you happened to pass by and helped me out. We fell in love at first sight.”

Lu Hanzheng’s expression turned gloomy and unclear.

“Go on.”

Wen Nian lowered her gaze, her expression dim.

“After that, you disappeared without a trace, never contacting me again.”

Lu Hanzheng’s brow furrowed even tighter.

“And then?”

Wen Nian’s voice grew lonely.

“Wen Jiancheng got a promotion and wanted to marry me off to an abusive man, but I only loved you. Rather be shattered jade than broken tile, so I jumped into the river to end my life. Unexpectedly, you appeared and saved me, promising to come get me in Beijing in a few days. But you still broke your promise.”

Lu Hanzheng’s frown deepened even more after hearing this.

“So you mean I promised to be with you but abandoned you?”

Wen Nian nodded, looking wronged.

Lu Hanzheng lowered his eyes, deep in thought, silent.

He had no memory of any of this.

His mind was completely blank.

The only thing was a faint, special scent on her—a stirring fragrance that felt strangely familiar.

Wen Nian’s heart was uneasy.

The male lead was from reconnaissance battalion—his observation and instincts were extremely sharp.

If she showed even a hint of a flaw,

today’s act would be over before it began.

Taking the initiative was the best defense.

“Hanzheng, don’t make me wait any longer. I don’t want to be apart from you again!”

Wen Nian seized the moment and sat on his lap.

Her delicate, jade-like hands wrapped tightly around his neck as she nestled into his embrace.

Her soft, smooth face pressed against his neck, rubbing and nuzzling endlessly.

With the fragrant softness in his arms, Lu Hanzheng’s jaw tightened, his body stiffened.

He wanted to push her away but didn’t know where to start.

“Let go of me first.”

His low, husky voice carried a trace of hoarseness.

But Wen Nian didn’t loosen her hold; instead, she pressed her whole body closer.

Her curvy figure fit perfectly against his strong frame.

Her tender, red lips whispered complaints near his ear.

“I don’t want to. You used to like hugging and kissing me—why are you pushing me away now? Have you changed your mind? Don’t you love me anymore?”

Her coquettish voice, tinged with tears, sounded more like playful teasing.

It was like a feather lightly tickling the tip of his heart.

It felt itchy, tingling, and thrilling.

Veins bulged on Lu Hanzheng’s forehead—this was really annoying.

But the other person was holding on too tightly.

He was afraid if he used too much force, he’d hurt the delicate woman in his arms, so for now, he didn’t know how to act.