Chapter 4 If I use a little more force, will I break her?

However, after Fu Jingchuan explained everything, Jiang Wan finally understood—why the child being punished, the little boy, seemed to hate her so much.

It must be because Fu Jingchuan’s previous three wives had all treated the kids poorly…
And with all of them ending the way they did, it was only natural that the child would be guarded and defensive.

Jiang Wan pressed her lips together in silence for a while, her long curled lashes fluttering slightly.
Then, she suddenly raised her fair, delicate hand, revealing the soft little dimple on her cheek.

“Captain Fu, I’ve made up my mind,” she said.

“But… let’s make something clear first.”
“I don’t have a very good temper. Like what just happened earlier—something like that might happen again.”

She was referring to the way she had clapped back at Aunt Tang. Jiang Wan smiled as she gently shook her hand,
“If you can accept that, and are willing to treat me as the mistress of this house, then…”

“Let’s get married.”

Fu Jingchuan’s eyes flickered violently.
Even though he had faced countless terrifying enemies before, he had never felt something quite like this.

Looking at the pretty young woman before him, sweetly smiling as she extended her hand—he was suddenly… nervous. Even a little scared.

His thick eyelashes lowered slightly, but his gaze grew unconsciously warm.
As he stared at that delicate, pale hand, a thought suddenly crossed his mind:
If I grip it too tightly… will I break her?

That thought startled Fu Jingchuan.
But somehow, that small, soft hand, and her delicate, spirited face… made it impossible for him to say no.

Well then… maybe just give it one more try.

If she ever wanted to leave in the future, he wouldn’t stop her.

“Alright. Comrade Jiang Wan,” he said.
“Please take care of me.”

The moment his rough, calloused palm met Jiang Wan’s soft hand, a surge of warmth made her heart tremble.

The atmosphere between them suddenly shifted—subtly charged and ambiguous.

The back of Fu Jingchuan’s neck flushed with heat. He turned abruptly and walked toward the door, his voice low and hoarse as he pointed to the room facing the entrance:

“You can stay in that room. Go unpack first.”
“I’ll go get the food from the car.”

“Okay,” Jiang Wan replied.

The tips of her ears were warm too. She quickly picked up her suitcase and headed into the main house.

Behind her, a pair of small eyes was glaring fiercely.

Little Fu Chen’s thoughts were filled with suspicion:
Hmph!
Grandma Tang said it—these women always pretend to be nice at the beginning!
Once Dad leaves, her true colors will come out!!
They always do!! Dad’s such a fool! He believes people too easily! That’s why his money got stolen!!
Grandma Tang was right—only she and Aunt Yuan really care about us!!

—

Jiang Wan entered the main room. It wasn’t very spacious, but it was clean and well-lit.

There was a tiny living area with a small sofa, covered in an army-green slipcover. On the coffee table sat a plate with a bit of fresh food left on it.
The bedroom to the left had a metal-framed bed. Clearly, it hadn’t been used in a long time—it had an army-green bedsheet on it too.
There weren’t even curtains on the window.

But whether it was the old-fashioned red-painted wardrobe or the newspapers pasted on the wall, it all made Jiang Wan fully realize—this really was the 1980s.

So strange. A scene that only happened in novels… had truly become her reality.

—

Fu Jingchuan returned from the base, carrying a stack of aluminum lunch boxes tied up in a mesh bag.
The moment his tall, imposing figure stepped into the small house, the space seemed to shrink.

Jiang Wan immediately stood up, her heart skipping a beat.

But Fu Jingchuan had already turned to leave again.
His deep voice echoed as he tossed out a sentence:

“I brought this food back from the base. You eat first with the kids.”
“I usually sleep at the base at night, so remember to lock the front door.”
“Tomorrow, Aunt Tang will come cook.”

“…Alright.”

Before Jiang Wan could process what was happening, he had already left.
So she had no choice but to put down her luggage, walk to the coffee table, and gaze at the aluminum food boxes.

To be honest… she was getting hungry.

Just as she sat down on the sofa, she heard a noise at the door.
A soft little girl’s voice called out cautiously—there was even a hint of drool in her tone:

“Gege… Daddy brought food! It smells so good!”
“It smells way better than what Aunt Tang cooks!”

“Xiao Yan! Don’t you remember what Aunt Tang said?”
Fu Chen’s voice was firm, though clearly conflicted.
“She said kids who eat too much nutritious food get sick easily!”

Even though he sounded stubborn, he still smacked his lips twice.

Jiang Wan was stunned.
What the heck did she just hear?

Kids eating too much nutritious food makes them sick???

What kind of nonsense logic is that??

She’d taken a good look earlier—Fu Chen was scrawny and looked weak.
He clearly wasn’t getting enough nutrition!

That Aunt Tang… what on earth had she been teaching these kids?

It was obvious she didn’t have good intentions!

Did Fu Jingchuan not know?

Jiang Wan blinked, then suddenly smiled mischievously.
She reached into the mesh bag, pulled out one of the aluminum lunch boxes, and opened the lid—
A delicious aroma of braised pork wafted through the air.

Her eyes sparkled as she exaggerated dramatically,
“Waaah!! Braised pork!! It smells so good!!”

Outside the door, the two little ones stirred restlessly.

The little girl couldn’t hold back anymore. With a hint of a sob in her voice, she cried:
“Wuwuwu, Gege—it’s meat!! I haven’t seen meat in forever!!”

“If we don’t eat, she’ll definitely finish all the meat herself!”
“Fine, we’ll eat! If she finishes it all, she’ll get sick!” Fu Chen gritted his teeth and dragged Fu Xiaoyan away. “Let’s go, Yanyan! There’s still some millet porridge that Grandma Tang made in the kitchen! Let’s go have some porridge!”
“Nooo, wuuu… I don’t want porridge! That porridge has no taste at all…” The tender childish voice faded into the distance.

Jiang Wan frowned more and more deeply. She finally understood—this Aunt Tang had clearly brainwashed the two kids! But… what exactly was she after?

Jiang Wan noticed there were a pair of chopsticks and a spoon in the mesh bag, so she picked them up and started eating.
Delicious! The military food was surprisingly good!

In this era, most families probably rarely ate meat!
Besides… Fu Jingchuan was a company commander, so his salary shouldn’t be too low!

As she enjoyed the fragrant braised pork, Jiang Wan grew more and more satisfied.
This husband of hers was actually quite decent.
Even though he was thirty, he didn’t look it at all.

She recalled the firm, toned chest muscles hidden beneath that army green half-sleeved shirt…
And his deep, husky voice.

Jiang Wan’s face flushed again!
Aiya, aiya!! What are you thinking about?! Hurry up and eat!

After she finished eating… she wanted to go out for a bit, to get to know the village.
After all, this would be her home from now on.
Right now, she was just an outsider and didn’t understand anything yet!

“Fu Chen!! Xiaoyan!! Aunt Yuan is here to play with you!!”