The wealthy military officer spoils his wife excessively

The only response she received was her own helpless self-mockery.

Pushing open the bathroom door, Su Wen found Lu Zheng sitting on the sofa waiting for her. She strolled over, fidgeting somewhat awkwardly with the belt of her bathrobe.

"..."

Speechless for a moment.

Su Wen thought for a moment, but still didn't dare to get too close to him. She sat down obediently on the edge of the bed opposite him and asked him seriously, "Lu Zheng, will you dislike me?"

Lu Zheng glanced at her with some surprise, and Su Wen quickly added, "I know I was stupid today and embarrassed you... I won't do it again next time."

Her voice trailed off, her head drooping, looking dejected.

Lu Zheng calmly observed her flushed face, then suddenly smiled and said, "No. If I disliked you, I wouldn't have said you were my fiancée."

Su Wen suddenly sat up straight on the bed, staring at him with wide eyes. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then suddenly slumped down in dejection: "You must be just trying to fool those people down there. But even if it's fake, why did you have to say it when I'm in such a sorry state? It's a proposal, I should at least be dressed elegantly and accept your diamond ring in front of a bunch of paparazzi, right?"

Lu Zheng, who had been waiting for her answer with a straight face, was amused by her at this moment: "So this is your ideal proposal scene? Then next time I'll gather some paparazzi to satisfy you."

"Next time..." Once is embarrassing enough. Su Wen grumbled with all sorts of complaints, then suddenly came to her senses, jumped up from the bed, and stared at him in disbelief: "You said next time... next time? You're really planning to propose to me?"

Lu Zheng looked at her seriously and reached out to wipe the collar of her bathrobe, which had slipped open due to her movements: "With so many people witnessing this, how could it be fake? It'll probably be in the newspapers tomorrow. Are you scared?"

Suwen's mind was a little muddled. This was a marriage proposal... How could it be a marriage proposal like this?

"When did you make this decision? Why didn't you tell me? I could have prepared beforehand. It's so embarrassing like today. What if I step out tomorrow and get stopped by reporters asking me, 'How did you meet Mr. Lu and become his fiancée?', 'What kind of long-term relationship did you and Mr. Lu go through?', 'Do you feel any pressure being a daughter-in-law of a wealthy family?' and so on? How am I supposed to answer those questions?"

Lu Zheng listened attentively, and when she finished speaking, he reached out and pulled her into his arms, letting her sit on his lap. He pinched her burning cheeks and said, "Say whatever you want."

"Really?" Su Wen brushed away from his legs, forcefully turned his head to face him, and asked with a fierce tone, "Then tell me, am I prettier or is Xing Manzi prettier? Am I more elegant or is she more elegant? Am I more worthy of you?"

Su Wen stared intently at him, and Lu Zheng was stunned for a moment before patting her head: "What did you drink?"

Suwen tilted her head and said, "A drink that looks like a rainbow. I don't know what kind of wine it is, but the colors are really beautiful!"

Lu Zheng was both amused and exasperated: "Silly girl, the more brightly colored the wine, the stronger its aftereffects. You can't drink but you're still trying to be tough."

Suwen simply hugged his neck, hanging herself on him: "Yes, I'm drunk, but I remember your proposal. You can't go back on your word while I'm drunk. I'm telling you, I have witnesses! There are witnesses downstairs!"

"Alright, alright, I'll never go back on my word." He patted her head, like he was coaxing a child.

Suwen persisted, "That Xing Manzi, she really infuriates me! She called me a weed, said that no matter how hard I try, I can't change my lowly origins! It makes me so angry! That can of cola was clearly meant to be poured on her, why am I the one who suffers in the end? Waaah..."

She lay on Lu Zheng's chest, sobbing and wailing, venting her emotions by muttering to herself: "I just wanted to vent my anger, but instead of tearing off her mask, I made myself look even more humiliated. Waaah... Lu Zheng, am I really not good enough for you?"

Lu Zheng didn't know how to react, but he gently lifted her face and kissed the tip of her nose: "Whether you're good enough or not, I know in my heart."

She protested, "Isn't that the same as not saying anything at all?"

Lu Zheng laughed and said, "Whether you're a weed or a phoenix... as long as I like you, that's fine with me."

Su Wen said nonchalantly, "That's more like it." Then she awkwardly leaned against Lu Zheng and said, "Wearing high heels today hurt so much. What kind of lousy villa is this? They won't even let taxis in. I had to walk a long way by myself."

"Does it still hurt now?"

Suwen rolled her eyes: "Of course, I wore it all night, and my toes still hurt."

Lu Zheng got up, pressed her into the sofa, then went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water. He squatted down in front of her and said, "Come on, stretch your legs out."

Su Wen hesitated, then lifted one foot. Lu Zheng held her ankle and helped her take off her eight-centimeter-high diamond-studded heels, then the other.

Suwen put her feet into the hot water basin. The warm water seemed to soothe her meridians. Lu Zheng put his hands into the water and massaged her slightly swollen feet. Suwen leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes comfortably.

However, Lu Zheng's hands didn't stop there. His fingers began to move rhythmically along her ankle, massaging and soothing the muscles in her feet and calves. Although Su Wen's head was still hazy from the alcohol, she felt embarrassed and suddenly opened her eyes, nudging Lu Zheng's shoulder from top to bottom. He just smiled and continued his actions.

Su Wen stared blankly at her own feet in the water. They weren't the delicate, jade-like feet described in books; in fact, due to years of working and standing on platforms, her heels were calloused, and they probably didn't feel very pleasant to the touch. But Lu Zheng didn't change at all, patiently massaging the soles of her feet.

She couldn't help but feel sorry for herself and said, "Aren't my feet ugly?"

Lu Zheng paused for a moment, then took the dry towel and held her feet in his arms, wiping them clean one by one.

Then he looked up and solemnly corrected her, word by word: "These feet are not ugly. In fact, most people are born with feet like these. You are not going to become a foot model or anything. I will be satisfied as long as you are healthy and live like an ordinary person."

She was just an ordinary person. If she hadn't met Lu Zheng, she might never have had the chance to debut and act in movies. But it was precisely this extraordinary Lu Zheng who fell for the ordinary her, making Nie Suwen feel uneasy.

After that, Lu Zheng picked her up and placed her on the soft bed, then got up to pour out the foot bath water. Just as Su Wen was sinking into the soft bedding and almost closing her eyes, she remembered something very important—

Her birthday gift!

When Lu Zheng came out of the bathroom, he saw Su Wen suddenly sit up in bed and hurriedly put on her clothes.

"What's wrong? You're drunk and still not sleeping. Do you want a headache tomorrow?"

Suwen jumped up and down on the bed in a panic: "Go change your clothes quickly and come out with me, hurry, hurry, maybe we can still make it!"

Lu Zheng was confused, but urged by her, he changed into clean clothes and let her pull him downstairs quickly.

Behind the villa was a sandy area. This area was a newly developed commercial city in the western district. Lu Zheng's villa was located in a natural ecological zone, where the greenery was pristine, with detached houses every hundred or so meters.

Suwen was already unsure about the preparations for this trip, and now that she's forgotten about it for so long, the results are unlikely to be any better.

Sure enough, when she pulled Lu Zheng out, all she saw was a dark patch of sand behind the villa. It seemed that none of her plans for beautiful candlelight and moonlit wishes had come true.

Like a deflated balloon, Suwen immediately lowered her head.

Lu Zheng sensed her dejection and gripped her hand tightly. The night was dark, but one could vaguely see countless red candles stuck in the open sand. However, because so much time had passed, some had already burned out, leaving only piles of wax, while others had been blown out by the wind, lying haphazardly in the sand.

His deep eyes flickered, and he understood what she wanted to do. A barely perceptible smile played on his lips as he gently took her hand and led her to the circle of melting red wax.

Suwen felt embarrassed. This was the only time she had ever wanted to surprise him, but it had turned out like this. She reluctantly moved forward with small steps.

Lu Zheng knelt down in front of the red candles, turned to her and asked, "Is this the birthday present you wanted to give me?"

I really don't want to admit it. Suwen shamelessly turned her head away from him.

To everyone's surprise, Lu Zheng smiled, his eyes crinkling with delight: "Thank you."

Even Ren Suwen, with her thick skin, couldn't hold back any longer: "You've already messed everything up, what's there to thank me for..." After saying that, she turned her back and refused to look at him again.

Lu Zheng remained silent. He took out a lighter from his pocket, carefully cupped it in his hand, and lit the candles one by one.

The wind was a bit strong tonight, and some candles were blown out after only a short while, so he patiently lit them again. There were also some candles that were just a puddle of red wax on the ground, but he managed to find a way to light them.

When Suwen realized something was wrong and turned around, she saw a whole expanse of flickering candlelight illuminating the night completely, just like the romantic scene she had imagined!

In the orange-yellow candlelight, Lu Zheng bent over, still trying his best to light the remaining candles.

This scene suddenly made her feel a lump in her throat; it was supposed to be a secret gift she was preparing for him...

She sniffed, ran quickly to his side, and tugged at his sleeve. Lu Zheng glanced back at her, but only smiled. Su Wen hurriedly took out her lighter and said, "Let's go together."