Chapter 16: My Boyfriend Is Too Savvy

Wen Nian had been insanely busy lately, but the face cream had completely opened up a market for her.

It hadn’t even been three days since the last time they parted when He Xiuli came back to repurchase.

Wen Nian gave her a few more bottles, but the lotion inside was diluted this time.

The original concentration was too strong; the changes were too obvious, and over time, it would definitely raise suspicion.

He Xiuli didn’t even advertise it when she went back—her flawless face was the best advertisement.

During the day, Wen Nian followed her usual routine, doing what she needed to do.

At night, she worked overtime non-stop, preparing to make a good profit from this wave of interest.

One reason was that the lotion was limited; the other was that her price was set pretty high.

Even the buying power of families in the military compound was limited—once she went around selling, that would pretty much be it.

Besides, Wen Nian’s daily production of the lotion was very limited.

Even if she didn’t create hype, she had to sell it in limited quantities sooner or later.

Wen Nian spread all the cash notes across the table and happily counted them one by one, for the first time finding the smell of money so delightful.

She had to count cash to feel satisfied, even though all this money added up to far less than a ten-thousandth of what was in her bank account.

But that sense of accomplishment was incomparable.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

She flinched in fright, hurriedly and clumsily shoved all the money on the table into her storage space.

Opening the door, she saw Lu Hanzheng standing there, holding an envelope, looking a bit awkward.

Wen Nian, like a little swallow, didn’t even think twice and dove straight into his arms.

She had been busy making money lately and hadn’t been close to him in a while. She missed him terribly now.

Her small head kept rubbing against his chest, greedily inhaling the scent of his masculine hormones.

Her small hands climbed up to his chest, squeezing his strong muscles through the thin fabric.

Just by the hardness, she knew this man’s explosive power and endurance must be incredibly strong.

She liked it so much.

She wanted it so much.

“Don’t be hugging and cuddling at the door like that. What kind of behavior is that!”

Lu Hanzheng frowned and began lecturing her, then tried to push her away.

But Wen Nian wrapped her arms even tighter around him. She was just rebellious by nature—the more he forbade, the more she wanted to do it.

“No, if you let me give you a kiss, I’ll let go.”

Lu Hanzheng said in a low voice,

“Let go.”

Wen Nian lifted her bright face and planted a kiss on his Adam’s apple.

She had wanted to do this for a long time.

Lu Hanzheng’s body instantly tensed, his raised hand froze in midair, and his Adam’s apple rolled unconsciously.

Wen Nian smiled smugly like a little kitten sneaking a treat.

Before the man could push her away, she obediently let go.

“Okay, I’ve let go.”

The man took a deep breath and handed her a thick envelope.

Wen Nian didn’t take it immediately, motioning for him to come in and talk.

Lu Hanzheng stood at the door holding the envelope, still not stepping inside.

Wen Nian rolled her eyes inside.

So reserved!

He had to be pulled in before he would come, huh!

Lu Hanzheng was pulled in again by Wen Nian’s insistence.

This was his second time inside. Last time, his attention was fully on her, so he hadn’t noticed the room’s layout.

The guest room was less than half the size of his own room. Apart from a desk and a wardrobe, there was only a small single bed.

The floral bed sheets matched the curtains of the same color scheme, creating a warm, clean, and tidy atmosphere.

Lu Hanzheng continued to hand over the envelope.

“This is for you.”

Wen Nian, puzzled, took it and opened the envelope.

Out came a thick stack of RMB notes—all in the largest denominations.

There was also a pile of various vouchers, even some foreign exchange certificates.

Meeting Wen Nian’s surprised and delighted gaze, the man awkwardly looked away.

“You said you were short on money, right?”

Wen Nian was practically stunned—her boyfriend was way too thoughtful!

He even took the initiative to give her money.

As expected of a military district’s young master, this stack of cash must be worth at least a thousand yuan.

Not to mention all these vouchers.

She had already gained a rough understanding of the vouchers from this era.

Food ration vouchers were the most common, since every household received a monthly supply.

Industrial coupons were a bit rarer.

The hardest to come by were the foreign exchange certificates—ordinary people rarely even saw them.

But the big shots casually carried stacks of them.

She had worked hard for a month or two, yet it was still less than what this big shot casually pulled out.

“Is all this for me?”

Wen Nian had to confirm.

Lu Hanzheng felt a little uneasy under her moist, sparkling eyes and cleared his throat to cover it up.

“Use it to buy some pretty clothes.”

He paused, then added:

“Get some with more fabric—you’re not short of money.”

Wen Nian couldn’t help but chuckle softly; he was just too adorable.

The price of clothes didn’t necessarily correlate with the amount of fabric.

Like the nightgown she was wearing, brought from the modern world.

It was custom-made from a high-end silk shop in Hangzhou.

Though the fabric wasn’t much, it was purely handmade, double-sided embroidery—one piece alone could be worth the price of a normal small car.

Suddenly, the man’s expression grew a bit awkward, hesitating to speak.

Wen Nian asked curiously,

“What’s wrong?”

“Do you still have some of that face cream? Give me a bottle.”

Wen Nian was somewhat taken aback—did she hear right?

Although skincare products were unisex, it still felt strange for such a big man to ask for it.

She stared at his handsome features; his skin didn’t look rough—though not porcelain white, it wasn’t dark either.

A big man who trained daily under the blazing sun, rain or shine.

His face hadn’t been tanned black and could still keep this level of fairness—it was truly a blessing from heaven.

Curious about his skin texture, she reached out to touch it.

It was smooth—surprisingly nice to the touch.

Quite delicate, actually.

Lu Hanzheng hadn’t expected the woman in front of him to be so bold and was momentarily caught off guard.

Before he could say anything to scold her, Wen Nian withdrew her hand.

She turned, opened a drawer, and handed him a bottle of the face cream.

Lu Hanzheng then pulled out some loose change from his pocket and casually stuffed it into her hand.

“This is from Liu Jingwei. His wife heard your face cream is very effective, so he asked me to inquire.”

Then he quickly left as if escaping.

If Wen Nian looked closely just then, she would have noticed his entire ear area flushed red, along with the lower half of his neck.

Lu Hanzheng entered his own room and placed his hand where she had just touched, stroking it absentmindedly.

Since the moment she appeared at the hospital until now, every one of her movements had been under his control.

Since she came to the Lu family, her foster mother had been repeatedly showing up to cause trouble, claiming she wanted to see Wen Nian.

All of them had been blocked by him.

After learning how Wen Jianhao had treated Wen Nian all these years, not only was his foster father extremely angry,

he was about to blow a fuse himself.

He wanted to give Wen Jianhao a lesson to speak up for Wen Nian.

But after a moment’s thought, Wen Jianhao was still her foster father—he had taken her into his home, after all, so he owed some gratitude.

So he didn’t act on it.

From the looks of it, Wen Jianhao seemed completely unaware of the relationship between Wen Nian and Lu Hanzheng.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have forced her to have a blind date with the youngest son of the Zheng family.