A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

"say!"

The man behind the desk was already imposing, but now, with his cold face, he looked even more frightening.

"Report, I didn't want to be a matchmaker, I just... just wanted to..." For some reason, Jian Yiwei always felt a chill on his neck.

It felt like...

Someone held a sharp blade to his neck.

"What are you thinking about?" The man's voice was as cold and deep as ever.

But Jian Yiwei felt a sudden tightness in his chest for no apparent reason.

"Report, my grandparents have never really liked my cousin. I'm worried they might cause trouble in the future, so I'm trying to find her a suitable partner in the army to put an end to their plans." Jian Yiwei swallowed nervously.

"Suitable?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Report, my father said..."

Jian Yiwei briefly explained his father's and his thoughts.

Upon hearing that the person was looking for someone from an ordinary family, the man's expression turned even more unpleasant than if he had been swindled out of thousands of dollars.

"Is that what she thinks too?" After holding back for a long time, the man finally couldn't help but ask.

Jian Yiwei was taken aback.

It seems I didn't understand.

he? she?

Who is he/she?

Just as Jian Yiwei was wondering if he had missed something, the man behind the desk, seeing his bewildered expression, explained, "I was talking about your cousin. Does she think the same way?"

“Yes!” Jian Yiwei nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Of course!

Idealistic, ambitious, of good character, tall, handsome, from an average family, with easy-going in-laws...

A young man like that would be in high demand anywhere.

The air pressure in the office dropped several degrees instantly.

"You can go out now!" The man behind the desk waved his hand.

Jian Yiwei stood at attention and saluted, just about to turn around and leave.

The man's cool, deep voice rang out again, "This is the military base, not a place for matchmaking. If I find out you're messing around with matchmakers again, you can go back to your hometown."

"Yes, sir!" Jian Yiwei stood at attention, head up, chest out.

The man waved his hand impatiently, signaling him to get lost.

Jian Yiwei bowed again, then turned and walked out.

Only after the office door was tightly closed did he seem to come back to life and let out a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing, kid?" A young man dressed in olive green suddenly appeared out of nowhere and slapped him on the shoulder.

Jian Yiwei's heart, which had just settled back into place, was so startled by this that it almost jumped out of his throat.

He glanced back at the office door a few steps away and pulled the person aside.

"What's wrong with you today, kid?" The man followed his gaze and asked in a low voice.

"What do you mean, what happened? I haven't even left the military district gates all day." Jian Yiwei would never admit that his family's political commissar disliked him.

"Then I heard that the political commissar was very angry this afternoon," the man said in a low voice.

"How can it be."

[His political commissar just doesn't smile much, he's not actually angry.] Jian Yiwei silently added to himself.

The person was just asking casually and didn't really intend to get a clear answer.

after all……

You shouldn't casually inquire about your superiors' affairs.

Suddenly remembering the purpose of his trip, the man pulled Jian Yiwei aside again.

"I heard you're acting as a matchmaker. What does the girl look like? How old is she? Where is she from? What's her temperament like? What does she do?"

A barrage of questions sent Chien Yi-Wei's blood pressure soaring.

How did something that only took an hour or two become so widely known?!

"I've always treated you well, haven't I? You should think of me when something good happens..." The man continued rambling on.

"Jian Yiwei, Meng Xiaoyang." A cool, deep male voice came from inside the door.

"To!"

The two quickly stood at attention.

"Ten-kilometer cross-country run with weights."

"Yes!" the two replied in unison.

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them shot off like arrows released from a bow.

Once the footsteps had completely stopped, the people in the office picked up the phone.

The number was dialed and the person on the other end answered within seconds.

"What do little girls like?" The man asked before the other person could speak.

The person on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback, probably not expecting the man on the other end to ask such a question.

After a moment, he responded, "Little girls, of course they like cute things."

“For example…” the man pressed.

"Dolls, plush toys, drawing books, building blocks..." The person on the other end of the phone started counting on their fingers.

“Not a three-year-old.” The man interrupted, frowning.

"How old is he?" The person on the other end of the phone was taken aback again.

"Seventeen years old." The man replied without the slightest hesitation.

"Seventeen years old?" the person on the other end of the phone asked uncertainly.

Isn't his younger sister Lu Xingning already eighteen?

Where did this seventeen-year-old girl come from?

"Yes, seventeen." The man was clearly getting impatient.

But the person on the other end of the phone seemed oblivious to his unusual behavior.

"If I remember correctly, your little sister Lu Xingning's eighteenth birthday was more than half a year ago, right? Where in your family do you have a seventeen-year-old girl?"

Suddenly, a strange, slightly excited shout came from the other end of the phone.

Then came the sound of tables and chairs crashing to the ground.

"Lu Yujing, do you have someone else on the side?"

"A seventeen-year-old girl, huh! You're planning to 'eat young grass' like an old cow eating young grass, aren't you!"

The person on the other end of the phone was so excited they were spinning around in circles.

“She’s seventeen, I’m twenty-three, how is that an old cow eating young grass?!” Lu Yujing frowned unhappily.

You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth.

They were clearly at the perfect age.

Perhaps his guess was confirmed, for another excited shout came from the other end of the phone.

"Lu Yujing, you better tell me honestly, which girl is so foolish as to date you?"

Before the man could answer, the person on the other end of the phone continued, "Lu Yujing, you didn't threaten him, did you?"

"Do Grandpa Lu and Uncle Lu know about this?"

The person on the other end of the phone started laughing as they spoke.

"Zhou Chenfeng, shut up!" Lu Yujing said, suppressing her temper.

If it weren't for the fact that his girlfriend had dated a lot and had a lot of dating experience, Lu Yujing would have hung up the phone long ago.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk nonsense anymore. Let's get serious. What's your little girl's name?" The person on the other end of the phone immediately stopped while they were ahead.

"Why do you care so much? Just tell me what a seventeen-year-old girl likes," Lu Yujing said impatiently.

"You haven't won her over yet, have you?" the person on the other end of the phone asked a reasonable question.

"Zhou Chenfeng!" Lu Yujing called out with a hint of warning.

"Clothes, watches, bags, necklaces, bracelets, bangles..." The person on the other end of the phone spoke very quickly.

It was as if if he had hesitated even a second longer, his head would have been severed from his body.

Lu Yujing opened the drawer in front of her, took out her notebook, and quickly started taking notes.