Chapter 37: Staging an Accident

Wen Nian had been running around all morning and was indeed hungry.

Without holding back, she picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and started eating in small bites.

The tangy and sweet ribs paired with fragrant rice made her eat nearly half a bowl in one go.

Once her stomach had something in it, she slowed down her pace.

Back in the present world, she could at most eat one bowl of rice.

Since coming here, her physical activity had increased a lot.

Her appetite had grown quite a bit.

Even so, some food was still left over.

From Lu Hanzheng’s perspective, Wen Nian must have a small appetite if she still left food like this.

Wen Nian absentmindedly picked at the rice grains in her bowl, feeling troubled inside.

All his fault—he had packed the rice so tightly.

Back in the old days, leftover food would just remain as leftovers.

In this era, when many people couldn’t even have enough to eat, wasting food was absolutely shameful.

Lu Hanzheng calmly took her bowl, and in just a few swift motions, the leftover food was gone.

Wen Nian stared at him in shock, her lips parted, wanting to say something but hesitating.

Even if he was her boyfriend, she couldn’t bring herself to eat someone else’s leftovers.

Lu Hanzheng rolled up his sleeves and carried the empty lunchbox to the sink.

With quick and skillful movements, the container was cleaned spotless in no time.

Wen Nian kept gazing at the man’s handsome face, his sharply defined jawline, and smoothly contoured muscles.

The more she looked, the more pleased she was.

Indeed, a man doing chores was the most attractive.

Lu Hanzheng finished tidying up the lunchbox and was about to leave the military camp.

Just as he turned, a pair of delicate white hands wrapped around his waist.

“Hanzheng brother, you’ve worked hard!”

Lu Hanzheng’s body stiffened for a moment.

“Let go, I have to go.”

Wen Nian stood in front of him, both hands climbing up to his neck, deliberately blowing warm breath by his ear.

“No way! You haven’t kissed me yet today!”

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he said in a deep voice,
“Stop messing around!”

She pouted and clung to him, refusing to let go.

“Nope. If you don’t kiss me, I won’t let you go!”

Wen Nian stood on tiptoe and pressed her soft, tender lips onto his.

No refusal meant consent.

Wen Nian loved acting spoiled when kissed, especially when it felt really good.

Her gentle, sweet voice was irresistibly charming, enough to overwhelm even seasoned romantics.

Not to mention Lu Hanzheng, who had no romantic experience and was a total straight man.

Every time they kissed, it was a huge test of his willpower.

The soft warmth in his arms, the sweet entanglement of lips, plus her constant spoiled whispers—it all drove him crazy.

Many times he nearly lost control.

He always summoned the strong will of a soldier to restrain himself, again and again.

The little woman in front of him was so coquettish, her lips flushed red and moist from the kiss, looking completely satisfied and radiant.

Lu Hanzheng didn’t dare linger and hurriedly grabbed his lunchbox and escaped like he was fleeing.

…

His jeep had just driven out of the military compound when a woman suddenly dashed out from around the corner right in front of his car.

Lu Hanzheng slammed on the brakes and sharply turned the steering wheel.

To avoid hitting her and the pedestrians on the right.

The car crashed with a loud bang into a stone bollard by the roadside.

Lu Hanzheng quickly got out to check.

Wen Xue sat on the ground, grimacing in pain.

Lu Hanzheng took one look and recognized her as someone familiar.

He squatted down to carefully examine her injuries.

Fortunately, it was just a slight scrape on the knee.

Wen Xue pretended to be surprised.

“Commander Lu, why is it you?”

Lu Hanzheng’s face darkened, his expression tinged with anger.

He spoke coldly,
“Wen Zhi, can you stand? I’ll take you to the hospital.”

Wen Xue was stunned.

“Commander Lu, I’m Wen Xue. We’ve met before, don’t you remember?”

Lu Hanzheng frowned.

He replied in a low voice,
“I don’t remember.”

Wen Xue was momentarily speechless, her face showing some embarrassment.

Lu Hanzheng’s expression grew even colder, and he repeated,
“Wen Zhi, can you stand? I’ll take you to the hospital.”

She never had any intention of helping her up.

Wen Xue looked aggrieved, so she propped herself up with both hands and struggled to get up.

But she had twisted her ankle badly from the fall earlier.

At this point, she really couldn’t stand up.

As long as she could meet Lu Hanzheng and strike up a conversation, it would all be worth it.

If it weren’t for the Women’s Federation meddling last time, Wen Nian would have already married Zheng Jiahe.

And she would have long since entered the Lu family.

But now, Wen Nian had completely torn ties with her family.

It wouldn’t be easy to trick her out again.

What’s worse, Wen Xue herself no longer had any chance to deceive anyone.

Because now she was on the military district’s residential compound blacklist for visitors.

The guards at the gate didn’t even bother passing on her messages.

They were completely ruthless.

It was like cutting off all ties with the Wen family forever.

No one knew where she got the nerve from.

She thought she could really rely on that little bit of favor to cling to the Lu family for life.

Suddenly, Wen Xue considered a possibility.

Could it be that she had really hooked up with Lu Hanzheng?

After thinking it through carefully, she felt it was impossible.

Lu Hanzheng’s cold, stern, and rigid personality—

He hated weak, vain, impure-minded, and morally questionable girls.

Wen Nian fit the bill perfectly.

Unable to enter the military compound, Wen Xue had no choice but to ask around inside the barracks.

She waited at the gate for several days but didn’t see anyone.

Later, she heard he had taken the troops for training in the mountains.

Wen Xue was truly desperate and stubbornly kept waiting outside the compound gate.

Unexpectedly, her patience paid off.

She saw Lu Hanzheng’s car drive out.

Without thinking, she dashed toward it.

She could only rely on luck.

Lu Hanzheng’s brow furrowed tightly.

The guards at the gate heard the commotion and hurried over.

They saluted Lu Hanzheng.

“Commander Lu, do you need help?”

Lu Hanzheng nodded.

“Have someone carry her to the infirmary to be checked. I have to return to camp.”

The guard took the order and quickly notified the medical room.

Watching Lu Hanzheng drive off in his jeep, Wen Xue’s face turned ugly as she glared fiercely at the guard.

Busybodies meddling where they don’t belong.

She had finally fought hard to get some time with Lu Hanzheng.

And now this low-ranking soldier had messed it all up.

The guard stared at Wen Xue’s fierce expression and was startled.

When they had met before, she had been smiling and chatting warmly.

Why the sudden change?

She was plain-looking but had such a bad temper.

Look at Wen Nian—pretty, good personality, always speaking softly with them.

Sometimes she even brought them homemade pastries.

Her skills were, simply put, perfect.

They were all family—how could there be such a difference?

The guard kept a stern face, helped Wen Xue to the guardroom entrance, and gave her a stool to sit on.

Then he left her alone and returned to his post.

Wen Xue was about to explode with anger.

Clenching her fists so tightly her skin bulged.

She sat stiffly on the stool.

Her ankle throbbed painfully.

But that wasn’t all.

She wondered if the guard had done it deliberately, making her sit right at the most conspicuous spot at the compound’s entrance.

Every person who came in gave her a glance.

Each one looked at her like she was a monkey.

It infuriated her.

That damned little soldier couldn’t even let her rest inside the guardroom?

Once she married Lu Hanzheng, she’d be the commander’s wife and the daughter-in-law of the chief.

Then she’d show those lowly guards who look down on people just who’s boss.