Chapter 47: Sending a Loving Lunch to My Boyfriend

Fu Yansheng’s brows furrowed slightly as he cast an unhappy glance at Ding Xinyi.

Then he turned to Wen Nian with a gentle expression and said,
“My younger cousin Jiahui is in her third year of high school and will also be taking the college entrance exam this year. If you have time, you’re welcome to visit the Fu family and chat with her about your studies.”

Wen Nian raised her eyebrows, a little surprised.

Before she could say anything, Ding Xinyi exploded.

“Cousin, what are you talking about? Cousin Jiahui has such a heavy academic load—what if she gets distracted? Don’t be fooled by her looks. She’s just a vixen! She’s been clinging to the Lu family because she wants to seduce Brother Hanzheng, and now she’s using studying as an excuse to hook up with—”

“Ding Xinyi!”

Fu Yansheng sternly cut her off before she could utter another slur.

His cold, dark gaze locked onto her with unmistakable authority.

“Where are your manners? Is this how the Ding family raised you—insulting others so casually?”

Ding Xinyi shrank back slightly, her neck drawing in, and stammered for a moment, not daring to speak.

She feared nothing and no one—except this cousin of hers, whom she both respected and dreaded.

She was the apple of the Ding family’s eye and was well-received in the Fu family too. Even her uncle doted on her.

But this cousin—though only a few years older—held an authority that even her uncle couldn’t match.

He had disciplined her since they were kids. It was only after he joined the army in Shanghai that he eased up a little.

Although he always appeared mild-mannered, he was a smiling tiger.

If someone crossed him, they’d regret being born.

Ding Xinyi wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed and lacked emotional insight, but even she could tell that Fu Yansheng was truly angry this time.

Fu Yansheng softened his tone slightly and ordered,
“Apologize to Wen Nian.”

Ding Xinyi was still defiant.
“Why should I?”

But under Fu Yansheng’s piercing gaze, she had no choice but to yield.

“…Sorry.”

She threw out the apology, didn’t even bother saying goodbye, and ran off with a face full of grievance.

Wen Nian watched, dumbfounded.

Truly, there’s always someone who can put someone else in their place.

Good. Now she’d discovered Ding Xinyi’s Achilles’ heel.

Fu Yansheng looked a little apologetic.

“Sorry, Wen Nian. My cousin has been spoiled by the family since childhood. She has a bit of a temper but no real ill intent. I apologize on her behalf.”

Wen Nian smiled casually.
“It’s fine.”

She hadn’t lost anything anyway.

In their few confrontations, Ding Xinyi had never managed to gain the upper hand.

Fu Yansheng continued the earlier topic,
“I was serious about what I said. Jiahui has solid grades, and she has the latest study materials at home. You’re welcome to borrow them anytime. But self-study is never quite the same as structured learning. If you get the chance, it’s still best to attend school.”

Wen Nian turned over the thought in her mind.

That actually sounded like a good opportunity.

But she had no intention of returning to high school.

The original body was already nearly twenty. She was way past the typical age.

Besides, she’d had her fill of high school—absolutely no desire to go through it a fifth time.

That said, the college entrance exams in this era were quite different from the ones in later generations. She hadn’t even figured out the full format yet.

Exchanging some knowledge could be helpful.

And this would also be a good chance to ask him about the current situation in Shanghai.

Wen Nian nodded readily.
“Alright. If I have time, I’ll be sure to visit.”

Fu Yansheng smiled warmly.
“You’re always welcome.”

Seeing the time, Wen Nian gave him a polite nod and left.

Fu Yansheng quietly watched her walk into the Lu family’s small building, his expression unreadable.

Left standing on the side, Wen Xue’s face turned red and pale by turns.

She stared daggers in Wen Nian’s direction, gritting her teeth.

What a vixen!

One Lu Hanzheng wasn’t enough for her to seduce—now she was trying to hook Fu Yansheng too!

Meanwhile, Wen Nian set the materials down, opened the fridge, and picked a few vegetables from those delivered today.

She prepared a few delicate side dishes.

Today, she was planning to deliver a loving lunch to Lu Hanzheng at the army base.

Since Lu Hanzheng had already acknowledged their relationship in front of others, that meant he had accepted it.

Besides, he never said she couldn’t visit the base.

She also happened to be curious about what military camps were like in this era—and it’d be a good chance to stake her claim.

Once the food was ready, she changed out of her cooking-smoke-scented clothes.

She rummaged through the wardrobe for a while before picking out a fairly modest long-sleeved dress.

She matched it with low-heeled leather shoes of a similar color.

Then she tied her hair into a soft, sweet ponytail.

The military district wasn’t too far from the compound.

Wen Nian walked briskly with the lunchbox in hand, reaching her destination in just over half an hour.

Since coming to the Lu family, she’d been doing tons of chores every day—all of it manual labor.

It was exhausting at first, but she eventually adapted.

In a way, her body had been trained through all the work.

Just like now—she’d walked quickly for over thirty minutes, but her face wasn’t flushed, and she wasn’t even out of breath.

The military district’s security was even stricter than the family compound’s.

There were still guard posts on both sides, with upright soldiers standing watch inside.

As soon as she stepped past the warning line, the soldier closest to her stopped her.

He politely asked,
“Comrade, may I ask what business you have here?”

Wen Nian responded with a courteous smile.
“Hello, I’m here to see Lu Hanzheng.”

The soldier was momentarily dazzled by her sweet smile. Hearing that she wanted to see Commander Lu, he hesitated, then asked further,
“May I ask your name, Comrade? What business do you have with Commander Lu?”

Wen Nian smiled gently.
“My surname is Wen. I’m Commander Lu’s girlfriend—I came to bring him lunch.”

The moment he heard that she was Lu Hanzheng’s girlfriend, the soldier’s eyes widened in shock, his gaze sweeping over her in disbelief.

After examining her for a moment, he quickly replied,
“Comrade Wen, please wait a moment. I’ll notify Commander Lu right away.”

Then he jogged into the guard room and swiftly picked up the phone.

Not long after, a tall figure appeared at the entrance.

When Lu Hanzheng saw her, a hint of surprise flashed through his dark eyes. He strode quickly toward her.

“What are you doing here?”

Wen Nian’s eyes crinkled into a smile as she held up the lunchbox.
“Bringing you a loving lunch, of course!”

Lu Hanzheng took it from her.

Wen Nian stepped closer and wrapped her arms around his waist, nuzzling her cheek against him twice with affection.

Then she looked up and asked,
“Happy to see me?”

Lu Hanzheng looked a bit flustered and scolded her softly,
“Let go. This is a public setting—watch the impact.”

Wen Nian didn’t dare be too bold either. This was, after all, a military base. Better to act properly.

She let go of his waist but instead grabbed his left hand.

Half-coquettish, half-complaining, she said,
“You still haven’t answered—are you happy or not? I walked such a long way my feet are killing me.”

The soldiers at the guard posts exchanged a covert, gossip-filled glance.

So Commander Lu, the famously unattached bachelor, actually had a girlfriend all along—and had hidden her this well?

And more importantly, she looked like a goddess.

No wonder he had no interest in any of the girls from the art troupe.

With her looks, figure, and temperament—they didn’t stand a chance.

Now the real question was—whose daughter was she?