The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

Xiao Ai carried Su Wen's simple clothes upstairs. It was Su Wen's first time here, and she felt uneasy as she touched the key in her hand.

Xiao Ai, like a country bumpkin visiting a grand garden, looked around curiously: "I heard Fan Bingbing stays here too. Do you think we might bump into her? Did you see that chandelier in the lobby? I heard it's custom-made with Swarovski crystals, costing several million yuan each. And that hotel clubhouse, I wonder if it's as luxurious as the rumors say..."

"Why do I feel like you're even more excited about me moving in than I am?"

"cough……"

Xiao Ai is her assistant, so naturally, Xiao Ai follows her everywhere she goes.

Upon opening the door, a strong smell of a new house wafted out. The large room was empty, with only a few pieces of furniture. The smell of renovation hadn't dissipated yet. Xiao Ai frowned, went in, and opened the window first. While waving her hand, she looked around and said, "How can anyone live in this? There's no warmth or coziness at all!"

The house is big, but it's so empty it's frightening.

Before Xiao Ai could finish touring the new house, Su Wen clasped his hands together, stood up, and said, "Let's go, come with me for a walk. This house needs to be aired out for at least a day."

Lu Zheng probably hasn't even come here yet. He just found out he's pregnant, so he probably doesn't have time to prepare.

Xiao Ai accompanied her shopping for the entire afternoon. Lu Zheng left the car and driver with them. The driver was very considerate; while the women were shopping, he would find a Starbucks to have a coffee and surf the internet.

They bought many household essentials at IKEA. While browsing bedding and curtains, Suwen couldn't help but recall the first time she and Lu Zheng went to the furniture market to buy a bed three years ago. Back then, they were just children, knowing nothing, only full of courage, so they did whatever they wanted without a care in the world.

Xiao Ai kept urging her to buy that blatantly dark maroon bed sheet, with a reason that made her want to vomit blood: "This color suits your skin tone. Your skin is fair, and it makes your skin look like porcelain."

Ya has been reading a screenplay adapted from Zhou Mo's novel lately, and she keeps using four-character idioms.

Suwen immediately guessed that the girl was thinking about impure things again, but she was still happy to discuss the matter of buying bed sheets with Lu Zheng in private.

So in the end, she didn't buy any big items like curtains, bed sheets, or carpets, waiting for Lu Zheng to get off work so they could choose them together. As for smaller items like slippers, towels, and teacups, she made all the decisions for him.

When it came time to pay, Xiao Ai picked up a pair of couple pillows in the car and shook her head helplessly: "Everything comes in pairs. You're really making us single guys green with envy."

They had so much stuff that the trunk was overflowing, but the driver was all smiles and offered to take it back for them. Suwen noticed it was getting late; the two of them had agreed to have dinner and watch a movie together at the hospital that morning. The taxi stopped very close to Lu Zheng's company. After saying goodbye to Xiao Ai, Suwen went alone to the imposing office building of Runhua Real Estate.

Inside the spotless glass revolving door, elite white-collar workers were constantly coming and going. Su Wen was visiting his company headquarters for the first time and suddenly lost the courage to go in.

Looking up, I saw a Starbucks across the street, so I found a window seat and gazed longingly at the entrance to the underground parking lot.

The familiar car drove into the underground parking lot.

Lu Zheng had just returned from playing golf with a director of a construction company when his phone rang. He glanced at the name on the screen, a slight smile already playing on his lips. As soon as he answered, Nie Suwen's mysterious voice came through the phone.

"Mr. Lu, what are you busy with?"

"I was busy discussing business just now, and now I'm chatting with a beautiful woman." Lu Zheng got out of the car, and Assistant Xu waited respectfully to the side.

Nie Suwen feigned displeasure and snorted, "You still have the mind to flirt while discussing business? Is the other party a beautiful female boss?"

"Who said that? I'm chatting with a beautiful girl right now!" Lu Zheng could already picture Su Wen pouting disdainfully on the other end of the line. "Where are you?"

"Guess! Haha, you'll never guess." Suwen rested her chin on her hand, looking at her reflection in the glass, her eyes and brows full of smiles, looking exactly like a little woman who had been blinded by love.

Lu Zheng was about to step into the elevator when he suddenly stopped, listened carefully to the ambient sounds in the background of his phone, and then waved to his colleagues, signaling them to go up first. Assistant Xu seemed to have something to say, but after being glared at by Lu Zheng, he quickly lowered his head.

Lu Zheng stepped out of the underground parking lot, looked around, and asked on the phone, "Is there a reward for guessing correctly?"

Su Wen had already seen Lu Zheng's figure. Suddenly, she smiled, stretched out her finger, and traced his profile through the glass: "Hmm... let me think. If I guess right, I'll treat you to dinner; if I guess wrong, you treat me to dinner."

Lu Zheng chuckled, shook his head, and said, "I'm a bit busy right now, I'll call you back later." He then hung up the phone.

“Hello, hello…” Nie Suwen stared at the phone screen, not expecting that the person would really hang up so easily.

She slumped listlessly on the table, her fingers swiping across the screen repeatedly, opening and locking it, waiting for Lu Zheng to call her again. Suddenly, a familiar male voice sounded above her: "Miss, is anyone here?"

"Ah!" Nie Suwen sat up straight abruptly, staring at the newcomer. "How did you know I was here?" Her expression was a mixture of surprise and delight.

Lu Zheng had originally intended to sit opposite her, but after thinking for a moment, he squeezed in and sat down on the same sofa with her. As soon as he sat down, he pulled her into his arms, his words carrying a mysterious yet smug tone: "Little brat, trying to test me? I could tell from your tone that you were nearby. What, here to check up on me?"

Nie Suwen blushed a little and pursed her lips: "Who cares? I was just passing by after shopping and thought I'd check if you were off work yet. There's nothing in the house. If someone wants to live there, we'll need to buy some things. I haven't bought bed sheets, curtains, or a carpet yet. I don't know what color you like."

As Lu Zheng listened to her rambling on about what she had bought that afternoon, a tender feeling slowly filled his eyes. He gently ruffled her hair and said, "Just pick what you like. You're the future mistress of the house, so it's all up to you."

Nie Suwen's face turned red again.

Lu Zheng glanced at the time and kissed her on the tip of the nose: "I'm about to get off work. Let's go together later. You lose, so you have to treat me to dinner tonight, and I'll treat you to a movie."

Su Wen nodded with a smile, but she hadn't expected the board meeting to deliberate on a single proposal for nearly four hours. As the person in charge, Lu Zheng found himself torn between the two opposing viewpoints, and before he knew it, he'd forgotten someone was waiting for him downstairs. When the meeting ended and he was making decisions in his office, biting his pen, Assistant Xu, assuming he was going to work overtime again, brought him a steaming cup of black coffee. Lu Zheng was startled when he saw the coffee, only then remembering that Nie Su Wen was still waiting for him at the coffee shop downstairs!

Lu Zheng rushed out while dialing Su Wen's number, but all he heard was a voice message that the phone was switched off. Lu Zheng ran to the coffee shop that was closing, and unsurprisingly saw Nie Su Wen sitting on the stone steps with her knees drawn up to her chest, her handbag lying beside her. She didn't seem worried about someone taking it. It looked like she was... asleep.

Feeling herself being pulled into a warm embrace, Nie Suwen rubbed her eyes, about to speak when she sneezed loudly. Lu Zheng took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, feeling both guilty and angry: "Why was your phone off?"

"It drains the battery too quickly. I was browsing the internet on my phone, and it ran out of power. I was worried you'd get anxious if you couldn't find me, so I just kept waiting here for you," Nie Suwen said in a muffled voice. Having just woken up, she felt shivering from the cold. Being held in his arms, a warm current enveloped her, making her instinctively move closer to him. Her voice sounded slightly aggrieved: "Are you done? I was already asleep..."

Lu Zheng hugged her tightly, feeling only heartache: "Why didn't you call me? You could have just told the front desk to come up and wait. Now that you're pregnant, what if you got cold?"

He just couldn't bring himself to say he had "forgotten," feeling that it would hurt her and make it even harder for him to forgive himself.

Nie Suwen chuckled, looking a little silly: "I was watching a movie on my phone, and I forgot about it while I was watching. By the time I remembered... my phone was dead."

She stuck out her tongue and looked at him cautiously.

Unexpectedly, the word "forget" came from her mouth first, and she was the one who seemed to feel guilty.

Lu Zheng's hand tightened around her waist, a slight bittersweet feeling welling up inside him. Was it because he had waited for her for three years that he didn't know how wonderful it felt to be waited for? Thinking about how they would get married and how there would be someone like this waiting for him at home every day, he couldn't help but feel a longing for it.

Nie Suwen sneezed again and rubbed her nose against him: "If I catch a cold, you'll be fully responsible!"

Lu Zheng hugged her tightly, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "I couldn't ask for more. It would be best if I were responsible for her for the rest of my life."

Suwen instantly understood his words, and was so embarrassed that she hid her face in front of his chest for a long time and refused to lift it up.

"How about we take some wedding photos sometime? What kind do you like, Chinese style or Western style?"

"Why are you in such a hurry..."

"You're not worried, but our son is!"

After watching a movie, the two stood at an open-air beverage stand to buy drinks. It was the start of Beijing's nightlife, a dazzling display of lights and intoxicating luxury. The winter night was chilly. Nie Suwen huddled up, holding her hot drink, watching the street dancers with great interest in the square. Lu Zheng came up from behind, opened his coat, wrapped her in his arms, and watched with her.

Suwen leaned back comfortably; his body felt like a warm, cozy heater. She blinked and said, "Like a kangaroo mother."

"No, I am the kangaroo father."

She chuckled, a bright and cheerful smile spreading across her face: "Your son is still in my belly."