The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

As she spoke, she actually broke free from Lu Zheng and tried to walk away. She had only taken one step when a sharp pain shot through her foot again. This time, Lu Zheng didn't hesitate; he simply picked her up right there in the middle of the road and carried her horizontally on his arm. In the rain that blurred the sky and earth into one, a tall, handsome man carrying a girl strode across the green belt. The girl seemed unwilling, struggling and kicking all the way.

Lu Zheng finally put her down at a sheltered spot on the sidewalk. Su Wen's face and body were soaked, her wet clothes clinging to her body, making her look utterly disheveled. Lu Zheng took off his coat and insisted on putting it on her despite her protests.

"Go ahead and indulge in your melancholy, I don't need you to tell me what to do—ugh!"

Nie Suwen's next words were blocked by his suddenly pressing lips.

Suwen only realized that Lu Zheng was kissing her when his tongue entered her mouth.

Her heart tightened suddenly, her tongue already being frantically rolled and entwined... Suwen snapped out of her shock and began to resist violently, pushing and hitting his shoulders and chest. But Lu Zheng seemed to have made up his mind, ignoring her struggles, using his physical advantage to tie her up and pull her into his arms, forcing her back step by step until her back was pressed against the wall, with no way to retreat.

His reckless aura made Suwen feel numb all over. She couldn't resist his strength no matter what. Her injured right foot was powerless, so he picked her up, making her toes almost leave the ground.

The hands that had been pounding his shoulders suddenly seemed to lose their strength, slowly softening, like two vines wrapping around the back of his head, tightly embracing his neck. Behind her was a wall, in front of her was him… all the storms of life seemed to be blocked out by him. Nie Suwen knew she had no way to escape; all she could feel was Lu Zheng's fiery, domineering kiss and an indescribable flutter in her heart. From this moment on, her world would be exclusively possessed by a man named Lu Zheng.

Amidst the raindrops, they embraced and kissed, oblivious to everyone else, their ears brimming and necks intertwined. Even passersby hurrying through the downpour were drawn to them and stopped in their tracks.

Finally, after kissing her until even his own tongue was numb, Lu Zheng slowly stopped, putting her down but still not giving her any space or freedom. Su Wen almost fainted from suffocation, gasping for breath weakly as he held her to his chest.

Lu Zheng was also panting; the kiss had clearly slipped out of his control by the end. Both of them were soaked from head to toe, rainwater streaming down his face, gathering at his chin and dripping down. Lu Zheng lifted her chin and looked deeply into her eyes.

Her eyes told Lu Zheng that she was crying.

Lu Zheng wiped away her tears mixed with rainwater with his fingertips and gently kissed her eyelids.

"Don't worry, I'm sober, and I know what I'm doing."

She closed her eyes, feeling Lu Zheng's light kisses like gentle feathers, gliding over her forehead, eyes, nose, and cheeks, finally resting on her lips.

Her lips trembled as she parted them, her cold lips pressed against his burning ones, quivering uncontrollably: "The best way to get revenge on others is to live better than them. With me here, you don't have to hide alone in the cemetery and confide in the deceased, you don't have to pretend to be strong and bear everything alone. When we're together, whether it's sweet or painful, I'll be with you... Promise me you won't leave me again, okay?"

Lu Zheng stared at her in astonishment. All along, he had been the one to create a bright and sunny sky for her, making her path as smooth as possible, free from storms and hardships. He had never imagined that one day, when he stumbled, she would stand before him, embracing him and saying, "I will be with you through everything."

It turns out that the road he paved wasn't just for her, but for both of them.

through thick and thin.

“Lu Zheng… do you want to give it a try? Try it. If we’re together, I believe you’ll be the best husband, and I… will be your Susu alone.”

Su Su, who belongs to him alone?

No more worrying about waking up in the middle of the night to find her gone, no more feeling a sudden pang of sadness in the happiest moments, fearing it was all just a dream. From now on, she will bear his exclusive label, his unique mark; she will no longer be just Nie Suwen, but his rightful woman.

Seeing that he remained silent, Su Wen became a little anxious: "Lu Zheng, you can feel that I'm serious, right? Because your heart is clear. Today you showed me a side of you that no one else knows. From now on, I want to be with you and see more and more of you, all of you."

Lu Zheng looked at her, and in the depths of Su Wen's eyes flowed a firm and dazzling light, a light like the most brilliant star in the darkness, attracting him to chase, fall into, and fall.

At that moment, he suddenly believed that even if he lost everything, as long as he had her, he already had the whole world.

He pecked at her lips, and Suwen responded breathlessly. He gently traced the shape of her lips, their foreheads touching, noses pressed together, their words like kisses, their kisses like soft whispers. Unlike the passionate, tempestuous kisses just moments before, each one gave her the illusion of being cherished.

Finally, the two of them arrived at the nearest hospital, completely soaked. Lu Zheng carried her the whole way, in a princess carry, attracting the attention of countless people. Su Wen buried her face in his chest in embarrassment. Once inside the lobby, she refused to let him carry her anymore, stubbornly insisting on walking on her own.

Lu Zheng was a little worried about her feet, which were swollen like big buns: "Are you sure you can manage?"

"It's okay, I can just hop on one foot."

The examination results were far from optimistic. The doctor said that although there was no fracture, the ligaments were severely strained, and she would need to rest in bed for at least ten days. Ten days? Su Wen thought miserably, "Ye Zi is definitely going to scratch me."

"Doctor, do you have a monthly quota for plaster casts? I just sprained my ankle, is it really necessary to get such a serious cast?"

The doctor, a middle-aged man around forty, chuckled after hearing Suwen's words: "Whether I sit in the office drinking tea every day or work overtime applying two hundred casts, my salary is the same. However, if you don't get a cast on your foot this time, you'll sprain it frequently in the future, so you absolutely must have one. When you get home, have your husband take good care of you, try to keep your feet off the ground as much as possible, don't do any work, and don't let it get wet!"

Both of them were soaking wet when they came to register for the doctor's appointment. Even the most oblivious person could tell they had a relationship. Su Wen blushed, but before she could explain, Lu Zheng had already agreed for her. After the appointment, he carried her in his arms like a doll and rushed downstairs.

The rain outside hadn't stopped. Lu Zheng stood in front of the door for a while, then put her down on the waiting bench and said, "Your foot just got a cast, so it can't get wet. Wait for me, I'll go out and buy an umbrella."

Suwen nodded, sitting there obediently, watching him duck down and run towards the convenience store across the street in the rain. Directly opposite the hospital was a well-known national chain hotel, and her eyes lit up.

When Lu Zheng returned, he handed her the umbrella, told her to make sure to cover the cast on her foot, and then picked her up. Su Wen put one arm around Lu Zheng's neck and held the umbrella in the other, pointed to the hotel sign across the street, and said, "It will take a long time to get back from here, so why don't we rest here tonight and go back tomorrow morning?"

The hotel wasn't a five-star hotel, just a typical budget chain. Lu Zheng hesitated for a moment, then, considering Su Wen's foot, finally nodded. They were only just entering the city; it would be at least an hour's drive back.

Lu Zheng carried Su Wen into the hotel, put her down at the front desk, and took out his ID to register her information. The waiter looked at the two of them, soaking wet and disheveled, and then at Su Wen's feet. He seemed to understand something. He still had a professional smile on his lips, but a strange ambiguity flashed in his eyes.

Suwen pretended not to see it, awkwardly turned her head, and heard a soft voice say, "Alright, here are your room cards."

Lu Zheng turned around to hug her again, but Su Wen refused and let him help her up the elevator.

The room card was inserted into the power outlet, and my eyes lit up immediately. The room wasn't large, but it was very clean and decorated in a simple yet elegant style, with a subtle sense of homey warmth.

Perhaps it was the long years of hardship that made Suwen feel that life should be like this: simple, cramped, but warm. Not those cold, empty big houses, luxurious and beautiful, but like show flats, devoid of any human warmth.

"I'll run you a bath." Lu Zheng said this as he entered the bathroom, but then paused, stunned. There was no bathtub at all, only a shower stall blocked by a glass partition. With Su Wen's feet like that, she couldn't take a shower.

He walked out somewhat awkwardly. Su Wen was sitting on the sofa, taking off her wet clothes one by one. She was wearing light blue jeans on her bottom, but on top she was only wearing a simple black bra. Her lotus-root-like arms were raised high, facing the air conditioner vent, testing the warm air.

She didn't notice anything when Lu Zheng came out, and kept her head up, staring at the temperature display on the air conditioner: "I wonder if the service desk has a drying service, otherwise I'll just have to dry them in front of the air conditioner before wearing them..."

The thought of having to wear half-dry clothes again tomorrow was almost unbearable for her.

Lu Zheng didn't answer, but his mind involuntarily recalled the feeling of kissing her just now, and... countless nights of lingering embraces.

The memory was so vivid that he could even smell her fragrance and feel the softness of her skin.

A moment later, Lu Zheng rushed back to the bathroom without saying a word. He felt he should take a shower first and then figure out a way to help her wash her injured foot.

As he quickly took off his clothes, he was surprised to find that he actually had an erection.

Standing under the shower, she vigorously rinsed herself with the water, but just as the urge subsided, Nie Suwen suddenly started banging on the bathroom door from the outside.

"Lu Zheng, are you taking a shower?"