The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

"Grandpa Lu..." Xiao Yuan said coquettishly, her face already so red that she couldn't lift her head.

Lu Haibo looked at the little girl, his eyes filled with even more affection: "Still calling me Grandpa Lu? You've changed your address to Grandpa Maternal."

The whole family laughed. Lu Zheng laughed too, but it was a cold laugh.

For the old man, this was already the biggest concession. Everyone knew that the old man had a stubborn and unpleasant temper. Lu Wenyi had been caught in the middle between Lu Zheng and the old man over the matter of joining the army, and she had worried a lot about it. Now that the old man was willing to soften his stance, Lu Wenyi immediately gave Lu Zheng a wink.

Lu Zheng, however, was unmoved and snorted coldly: "What you call me is your business, don't drag me into it. I can only decide who I marry, and you can't control me anymore."

After saying that, he left without looking back. Behind him, there was a loud thud—the sound of the old man smashing a teacup.

Feng Zhan jogged to stop his little darling, but Lu Zheng held out his hand: "Car keys." Feng Zhan dared not give them, and earnestly advised, "My little darling, even if you're unhappy, don't go and argue with the commander..."

"Not giving it to me?" Lu Zheng glanced at him, interrupting his rambling.

Despite the pressure, Feng Zhan steeled his resolve and shook his head violently.

Lu Zheng didn't even look at him anymore and strode forward.

As soon as they stepped out of the compound, a military SUV came to a smooth stop at the gate. A soldier from the motor transport company jumped out and opened the door for the person behind him: "Chief of Staff, we've arrived."

The man who stepped out of the car was also in military uniform, the two bars and four stars on his epaulets gleaming slightly in the sunlight.

Lu Zheng was taken aback; the old man had quite a few guests today.

Just as I was about to turn around, another person jumped off the car, and as soon as they landed, I heard her soft voice say, "Thank you."

Lu Zheng froze, his body stiffening as he tried to turn around, his gaze fixed on the woman who had just gotten off the bus.

The woman saw him too, paused slightly, then suddenly raised her eyebrows, her eyes crinkling into a smile, and cried out as she rushed towards him: "Lu Zheng—"

As the soft, fragrant flesh nestled into his arms, Lu Zheng felt a sharp, tingling sensation in the most tender part of his chest, almost making him feel numb.

He lifted her cheeks in disbelief, staring at her intently over and over again: "Susu...is it really you? How could it be you?"

Su Wen raised the corners of her mouth: "Didn't you say you wanted to see me?"

Lu Zheng still didn't believe it, grabbing her hand and kneading it repeatedly, as if to confirm that this wasn't his hallucination.

Suwen simply snuggled into his arms and said coquettishly, "I came by plane, which cost me more than a thousand yuan. You have to reimburse me for my travel expenses."

A warm breath brushed against the back of her neck. Lu Zheng wrapped his arms around her waist and gently breathed on her: "You little money-grubber, why are you only thinking about that little bit of travel money? You came all this way, I thought you were going to rely on me to support you for the rest of your life."

Suwen exclaimed "Wow!" It turned out that this usually taciturn person was so good at sweet talk.

Lu Zheng tightened his grip on her waist, and Su Wen's entire body nestled in his embrace, as if this embrace was made just for her. Lu Zheng pressed his forehead against hers, his nose against hers, and asked in a hoarse voice, "And you, did you miss me?"

"Yes," Suwen answered without hesitation, and then pressed her lips to his. Since she liked him, she was brave enough to express it; she had nothing left to hide.

Lu Zheng's eyes widened in disbelief at Su Wen's sudden enthusiasm. However, actions always precede thoughts, and he had already picked up Su Wen, kissing her repeatedly and happily spinning her around.

"Is this your first time in the city? Come on, I'll take you for a walk around the streets." After a long while, he finally put Suwen down, took her hand, and was about to leave.

After taking a couple of steps, Suwen suddenly remembered, "Wait, if I leave like this, I should at least tell the person who brought me here."

Lu Zheng turned around and just then Lu Wenyi came out of the inner courtyard. The soldier who had just gotten off the car with Su Wen seemed to know his aunt and took off his military cap to talk to Lu Wenyi.

"Let's go, one more word won't make a difference," Lu Zheng urged her.

Lu Wenyi watched the young couple holding hands as their figures slowly disappeared down the tree-lined path, and couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion. Her gaze swept over the man in military uniform beside her: "This girl's got some skills; she knew to take my business card to find you."

The soldier smiled, revealing a row of white teeth against his dark skin: "You do have some of your former style."

When the topic of "back then" came up, both of them seemed a little lost. After a long while, Lu Wenyi said softly, "I'm having a banquet next month... If you're too busy, you don't need to come."

After he finished speaking, there was another long silence.

Lu Zheng took Suwen shopping at the China World Trade Center. Dozens of international boutiques displayed dazzling luxury goods in bright, reflective glass cabinets. These brands were not unfamiliar to Suwen, but after her parents' divorce, she began to keep her distance from them.

Suwen looked at many things but bought few. Lu Zheng frowned as he looked at her: "Don't you like any of them? You don't need to worry about the price."

Suwen shook her head. Money wasn't the issue; it was just that she didn't have that need right now.

Lu Zheng gently pinched her nose: "Sometimes I really don't understand you. You're not like a typical girl at all."

At first glance, he thought she was a prostitute who would sell her body for money. As they spent more time together, he often called her "little money-grubber," but sometimes she showed indifference to money. She was a girl full of mystery, which was why he was so fascinated by her.

For dinner, Lu Zheng chose a quiet place, a quaint courtyard house with blue bricks and gray tiles, carved beams and painted rafters. Every brick and tile seemed to exude a heavy historical atmosphere, a typical retro Chinese style.

Lu Zheng explained to her, "This used to be the residence of a Qing Dynasty prince. Look at this table, I heard it's an antique left over from the royal family, but it looks about the same as the small tea table we use at home."

It's not just retro, it's a genuine antique!

He joked as a manager approached them. Lu Zheng waved the black card in his hand, and the manager immediately led the way respectfully. The path was winding through flowers and trees, with small bridges and covered corridors, creating a picturesque scene reminiscent of a traditional Chinese banquet.

This place looks like a top-tier private club. Suwen tugged at his sleeve and said, "It's just the two of us eating, let's keep it simple."

Just then, a few people walked out from the covered walkway not far away. This place was extremely private, with a few plum trees in the corner partially obscuring the view. It wasn't until they passed each other that Suwen could see the face of the person walking in front.

She felt Lu Zheng tighten his grip on her hand, and when she turned around, she was met with Lu Zheng's tense eyebrows.

The newcomer seemed surprised as well, taking a few steps forward, his tone pleasant: "Lu Zheng, are you having dinner with friends?" After speaking, his gaze thoughtfully fell on Su Wen beside him.

Lu Zheng's back stiffened even more. His eyes swept over the woman hiding timidly behind the man, and he suddenly let out a cold laugh, calling out sarcastically, "Uncle, what a coincidence."

Indeed, the man who arrived was none other than Xiao Zhiyuan, who was about to register his marriage and hold a wedding banquet with Lu Wenyi. Just this morning, he was chatting and laughing at the Lu family home, acting as a live-in son-in-law, and in the blink of an eye, he was enjoying fine wine and beautiful women, living a carefree and happy life.

The man's smile faltered for a moment, then quickly returned to its usual calm. Everyone present, except for the person directly involved, was filled with doubt.

Lu Zheng didn't explain, but pulled Su Wen and said, "Let's go." He then walked past them.

Lu Zheng strode ahead, with Su Wen following closely behind. After a while, the anger in his chest subsided, and he finally took care of Su Wen, holding her hand and asking, "Are you tired?"

Su Wen lowered her head and shook it stiffly. Only then did Lu Zheng notice that her palms were icy cold, so he asked her, "What's wrong? Did I scare you just now?"

"No..." She quickly looked up and gave him a reassuring smile, but the smile seemed somewhat forced.

The delightful dinner was ruined by this unexpected incident. All evening, Suwen seemed absent-minded, barely touching her chopsticks. Lu Zheng also lost his appetite. At first, he would put a few pieces of food on Suwen's plate, but later he simply threw down his chopsticks and paid the bill.

As they left the club, Lu Zheng asked her, "Where are you staying? A hotel?"

As soon as she got off the plane, she called the number on the business card Lu Wenyi had given her. However, the person who answered the phone was not Lu Wenyi herself. A secretary answered the phone first, and then somehow the call was transferred to a man with a dignified voice. Finally, the man personally drove her to the Lu family home, and she realized that the other party was actually a military officer who looked very powerful!

She shook her head, and Lu Zheng took her to book a room. He originally wanted to stay with her, but Su Wen refused. Lu Zheng didn't insist. He didn't want Lu Haibo to know about Su Su's affair until he was fully prepared, but if he stayed overnight, Lu Haibo could investigate and find out everything.

Lu Zheng escorted her all the way to her hotel room, kissing her repeatedly at the door before reluctantly saying goodbye.

"Get some rest, I'll come over tomorrow morning."

"Hmm." Suwen forced a smile, waved as she watched him leave, afraid that he would notice something.

Only after closing the door and returning to her room did she collapse onto the bed, feeling utterly deflated. Her mind was a mess; she felt she needed to sort things out, but she didn't know where to begin, and her anxiety only intensified. Just then, her phone rang abruptly in her pocket.

The sudden ringing startled her, but after regaining her composure, she realized it was exactly what she expected.

The number on the screen was unfamiliar, but the voice on the phone was certainly familiar.

For the past eighteen years, the woman has called her this: "Susu..."

"..." She didn't respond, perhaps she was brewing something.

"Susu, can you come out for a moment? Mom has something she wants to talk to you about..."

Her hand gripping the phone suddenly tightened. She didn't know if it was the word "Susu" or the scene she witnessed at dinner, but she felt as if a hole had suddenly opened in her heart. The wound she thought had scabbed over had been ripped open without warning, and endless sandstorms flowed through it. Even the pain was silent.