Lu Weidong was, in truth, an exceptionally outstanding man.
In terms of appearance, personality, ability, and family background—he was top-tier to the point of seeming unreal.
Yet he had never married, nor had he ever dated anyone.
The girls his mother arranged for him to meet? He refused even to show up.
He always felt he could wait another two years—wait for someone who truly caught his eye.
This time, when he returned home, even the daughter of Deputy Commander Chen had been brought over by his mother for dinner.
He treated her coldly as well.
Who could have imagined that his marriage would happen in such an absurd way?
Lu Weidong pondered for a moment, then added a few more words.
“Let me formally introduce myself.”
“My name is Lu Weidong. I’m from Harbin.”
“I’m currently serving in the 39th Military District, Independent Regiment, Second Battalion, as Battalion Commander. Deputy regimental rank. I am unmarried and have never had a partner.”
After saying this, he sat upright, eyes fixed on her face, waiting for her reaction.
Ye Wenxi wanted to clarify things—to make sure Lu Weidong thought carefully before sending what felt like a “team-up invitation.”
But she stammered for a long time.
All she managed was, “No… I kno… the drug…”
Her voice sounded like a radio running out of battery, words sputtering out with difficulty.
Lu Weidong nodded. “Mm. You don’t need to explain. I understand…”
The girl before him was undeniably beautiful. Only last night’s ordeal left her looking a bit tired.
Her lively eyes were darting about, her expression full of inner struggle.
He suddenly thought of her past.
A harsh childhood. Then being trafficked.
She must have believed she was finally saved—only for things to turn out like this.
Perhaps this outcome hadn’t been her intention either.
She was, in truth, also a victim.
Asking her to immediately decide whether to marry him was indeed difficult.
But Lu Weidong believed the choice was hers to make.
As a man, he had to show his stance.
His tone softened further.
“If you feel that being with me won’t make you happy…”
“You can ask for a divorce anytime. I won’t object.”
“My monthly allowance is over eighty yuan. You can have it all. My family doesn’t need my money.”
He paused. The redness at his ears spread down his neck, but he finished anyway:
“And if you… aren’t ready to live as husband and wife for now, we can sleep in separate rooms.”
At those two sentences, Ye Wenxi suddenly looked up.
Her mind began calculating:
If life wasn’t happy, she could divorce anytime.
Over eighty yuan a month. An elite family background. Top-tier looks and physique. The social status of a military spouse.
And what about her now? No identity. No money. Not even a registered household—basically undocumented.
Maybe she could take a step forward first, observe the situation, and see how things unfolded.
If the plot developed unfavorably, she could simply split up.
When you put it that way… teaming up with him for now didn’t seem like a loss.
Her expression relaxed slightly.
Lu Weidong looked at her with a hint of helplessness.
Here he was, laying everything bare and making promises.
And this girl seemed unmoved—only reacting when he mentioned divorce and separate rooms.
Ye Wenxi met his eyes and nodded.
“You agree? You’re willing to marry me?”
“Mm…”
Seeing her agree, Lu Weidong let out a breath of relief.
At least the matter had reached a conclusion.
“Alright. Then come home with me first. We need to handle some procedures.”
Ye Wenxi’s situation was complicated.
Her adoptive father had never even registered her household.
And military marriages required organizational approval and background checks. The paperwork wouldn’t be quick.
During this period, Lu Weidong arranged for her to stay at his home to recuperate.
Only after everything was finalized would she officially accompany the army.
During that time, in the original storyline, the household had been turned upside down by the original host’s antics.
Lu Weidong was born into a military family.
From his grandfather’s generation onward, they were old revolutionaries. His father had been commander of the 28th Army Group. His mother was the chief of surgery at the Military General Hospital.
Both were now retired.
He had two siblings—an older brother and a younger sister still studying.
His elder brother, Lu Weiguo, worked at the provincial military command. His sister-in-law, Li Shufen, was the director of studies at a military-affiliated primary school.
The entire family was involved in the military, medicine, or education—almost all of the most respected and core fields within the system.
Even his younger sister was studying at Harbin Institute of Technology.
When the original host first entered the Lu household, interactions had been superficially polite.
Though Lu Weidong’s parents felt some discomfort after learning the circumstances, they didn’t make things difficult for her out of pity for her background and because what was done was done.
But beneath the courtesy was distance—lacking the warmth reserved for a true daughter-in-law.
That slight “lack of enthusiasm” was magnified infinitely in the original host’s sensitive, insecure heart.
Already feeling guilty and desperate to be fully accepted, she began picking fights everywhere, desperately trying to prove her importance.
If a dish she disliked appeared at dinner, she’d think it was intentional and make a scene.
If the family went shopping without inviting her, she’d feel excluded and make a scene.
She mistook the family’s restrained upbringing for a boundary she could keep testing.
By the time the Lu family sent her to the train station to join the army, their feelings were complicated.
Relief at finally sending away this “trouble deity.”
And worry for their son’s future.
As Lu Weidong packed their belongings, he introduced his family background to Ye Wenxi.
Once finished, the two prepared to head to the train station.
They were currently in a county-level city under Harbin.
Two green trains ran daily to Harbin, the ride taking only about an hour.
After leaving the guesthouse, Lu Weidong turned into a nearby pharmacy.
He bought a packet of throat-soothing lozenges to help her recover her voice.
After all, she couldn’t very well return home and be unable to speak in front of his parents. That would be too awkward.
Ye Wenxi let the lozenge dissolve in her mouth. A cool sensation spread through her throat, easing the dryness and sting.
They headed toward the station.
With his long legs and wide strides, Lu Weidong soon realized she kept falling behind.
He stopped to wait. Once she caught up, he would walk again—and quickly leave her behind once more.
“The train leaves in half an hour,” he said, glancing at his watch, sounding slightly urgent. “If we miss it, we’ll have to wait until tomorrow.”
A vein throbbed on Ye Wenxi’s forehead. The corner of her mouth twitched.
Suppressing her irritation, she squeezed out one word through clenched teeth:
“Hurts…”
Lu Weidong didn’t catch it. “Hm? What?”
“Down there… hurts…” she repeated softly, her face flushing.
He still didn’t hear clearly and thought she felt unwell, so he stepped closer.
“Speak louder. What’s wrong?”
“Who told you to go on and on last night?! I said it hurts to death! I can’t walk fast!”
Ye Wenxi startled herself—she hadn’t expected her voice to recover so suddenly.
The clear words—and their embarrassing content—were shouted out at full volume as he tugged her along.