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

Although Nancheng is only about 300 kilometers away from Beijing, two days had passed by the time the scarf arrived in Beijing and was finally delivered to the military headquarters mailroom.

When the young soldier saw that the package belonged to his family's political commissar, he didn't dare to delay and delivered it without stopping.

Just as he reached the stairwell of the political commissar's office, Meng Xiaoyang stopped him.

"This is?"

"This is a package from the political commissar, it seems to be from the south of the city..." The young soldier looked down at the address on the package.

Before he could see clearly, the office door a few steps away opened.

Before he could even react, the package in his hand had vanished.

"Bang!" The office door slammed shut again.

Inside the door, Lu Yujing, holding the package in both hands, couldn't help but smile, looking like a complete idiot.

Ever since Lu Yujing finalized the scarf deal with the girl, he had been looking forward to it every day.

More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye, but the scarf is still nowhere to be found.

I wanted to call and ask, but I was afraid of upsetting the girl.

And so they endured the torment day after day.

I just heard his package coming from the south of the city.

At that moment, Lu Yujing's heart rate soared to 180 beats per minute.

Worried about damaging the scarf inside the package, he carefully opened it.

The light gray scarf was soft and delicate, just like his little girl.

The pattern was unlike anything he had ever seen before, but it was surprisingly beautiful.

Lu Yujing grinned, put on a scarf, and went to the lounge behind the office.

Not long after, he came out in casual clothes.

A black coat paired with a light gray scarf exudes both elegance and sophistication, while also maintaining a stylish look.

After a moment's thought, he picked up the phone on his desk.

A moment later, the call was answered.

"Hey……"

"Let's have lunch together," Lu Yujing said in a very good mood.

While speaking, he didn't forget to gently adjust the scarf around his neck.

"Wait for me." The person on the other end said this and put down the phone, followed by a series of footsteps that gradually faded into the distance, and then a series of hurried footsteps that approached from afar.

"The sun didn't rise in the west today!" the person on the other end of the phone said jokingly.

A few days ago, he invited this guy to dinner, but the guy completely ignored him, saying he had to rush home to cook and then hung up on him.

Go home and cook...

How could this kid say that?

Why didn't he say he needed to go home to wash diapers?!

They don't even put their heart into lying.

"Just tell me if you're going or not!" Lu Yujing showed no sign of being angry; her voice still revealed undisguised pleasure.

"Did you find gold when you went out this morning?" The person on the other end of the phone was somewhat surprised.

"No!" Lu Yujing's voice even carried a faint hint of a smile.

The person on the other end of the phone became even more suspicious upon hearing his voice.

"The girl agreed to date you?" he asked tentatively.

Besides this, he really couldn't think of anything else that could make Lu Yujing so happy.

"Soon." Lu Yujing looked down at the scarf hanging in front of her.

"Agreeing is agreeing, and not agreeing is not agreeing. What do you mean by 'soon'?" The person on the other end of the phone chuckled.

"You'll find out soon enough," Lu Yujing said, flashing her bright white teeth as she hung up the phone.

The joy in his voice was so intense it almost overflowed through the telephone line.

The person on the other end of the phone frowned as they looked at the receiver, which was now just making a "beep beep" sound.

He looked as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Lu Yujing looked down at the scarf hanging in front of her chest, then grabbed her car keys from her desk and went out in a very good mood.

“Political Commissar…” Meng Xiaoyang was stunned when he saw Lu Yujing dressed in civilian clothes.

He had been following Lu Yujing for three or four years, and this was the first time he had seen him in casual clothes.

"You think this scarf is nice too, right?" Lu Yujing looked down and straightened the scarf.

As if afraid Meng Xiaoyang wouldn't see it.

"It looks good, it looks good," Meng Xiaoyang mechanically echoed.

There's a sense of unreality to it.

"Yi Yi knitted it for me by hand," Lu Yujing said proudly.

Meng Xiaoyang's pupils suddenly contracted.

He had doubts before, but only for a moment.

I didn't expect it to be true.

Wouldn't that make Jian Yiwei the political commissar's brother-in-law?!

Can he still ask him to bring him food in the future?

Half an hour later

"Third...Master..." The concierge of Yunlai Hotel had just opened the car door when his eyes widened.

He was one of the older folks here, but this was the first time he'd ever seen Lu Yujing in casual clothes.

"You also think this scarf my little girl knitted by hand is beautiful, right?" Lu Yujing lowered her head to adjust the scarf before taking a long stride and getting out of the car.

"Beautiful! The color and pattern are much better than what's sold in department stores." The concierge nodded vigorously.

The hostess standing at the lobby entrance was curious about what was interesting.

Lu Yujing got out of the car in casual clothes.

Lu Yujing was already a clothes hanger with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. Paired with an exquisite and well-fitting custom-made outfit, he appeared even more ascetic and aloof.

The light gray scarf, however, was the finishing touch, adding a touch of fashion to his ascetic and aloof demeanor.

"Third Master..." The hostess bowed.

Lu Yujing nodded slightly and entered the elevator without looking to the side.

"What did you say was good?" The older hostess didn't dare to ask about Lu Yujing, so she could only probe indirectly.

"Did you see the scarf around Third Master's neck?" The concierge who had opened the door for Lu Yujing winked at the group.

The group nodded like chicks pecking at rice.

"His little girl knitted it herself," the concierge said in a low voice.

"It's the one from last time, the very pretty one..." the hostess said excitedly.

It's like I've stumbled upon some earth-shattering juicy gossip.

"Most likely," the concierge said with a knowing smile.

"It looks like we'll be able to enjoy Third Master's wedding candy soon," the hostess said with a smile.

“That girl doesn’t look very old,” the new hostess suddenly said.

"Oh, what's the big deal? As long as the two people are in love, they can have a wedding banquet and eat wedding candy first, and then get their marriage certificate later." The slightly older hostess smiled dismissively.

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upstairs

Zhou Chenfeng's workplace is not far from the Yunlai Hotel, so he arrived early to wait.

Hearing the door open, he instinctively looked up.

I almost spat out the tea I had just drunk.

"Lu Yujing, what's wrong with you today?" He put down his teacup, got up, and circled around Lu Yujing, turning left and right.

He looked her up and down.

Since the two of them joined the army, he hadn't seen Lu Yujing wear civilian clothes more than a few times.

"It's only been a few months! You're already wearing a scarf? Are you suffering from kidney deficiency?" Zhou Chenfeng reached out to pull the scarf off Lu Yujing's neck.

Lu Yujing quickly dodged to the side, her large hand immediately protecting the scarf in front of her.

Zhou Chenfeng narrowed his eyes.

He stared intently at the scarf around Lu Yujing's neck.

"Your daughter gave it to you," Zhou Chenfeng said with certainty.

"I knitted it by hand," Lu Yujing emphasized.