Ye Wenxi said a lot, mainly to give her “big brother” a heads-up.
She wanted him to be mentally prepared in case she displayed unusual knowledge or abilities.
Lu Weidong listened, but still felt doubtful.
When he rescued her from the traffickers yesterday, she had been trembling in fear, barely able to speak clearly.
Compared to the composed and articulate girl standing before him now, it was like they were two completely different people.
After finishing, Ye Wenxi felt a bit annoyed.
Although her explanation sounded logically consistent, it wouldn’t hold up under close scrutiny.
No matter how she spun it, there were always loopholes—something that felt subtly off.
Of course it was unreasonable.
She was a graduate from a top modern university, and after graduating, she had gone straight into a major corporation.
She studied foreign languages and design, and worked in project management.
Her way of thinking, her speech, her knowledge—all had long been shaped by that highly competitive, fast-paced environment.
Unless she pretended to be foolish—doing nothing and saying nothing.
But the more she did or said, the more likely she was to expose herself.
The gap in ability and experience between her and the original owner of this body was simply too large.
If she didn’t want others to notice anything strange, she could only pretend.
Maybe she could keep it up for a few days.
But long term? Impossible.
She wasn’t the type who could suppress herself and live as someone else forever.
At that moment, she cursed herself internally: she should’ve read some fantasy cultivation novels that night.
Making up lies and covering them up was exhausting.
She took a deep breath and decided not to overthink it.
At worst, she’d just find a chance to come clean—whether he believed her or not.
Anyway, they would eventually go their separate ways.
After leaving the train station, the two got on a bus.
They immediately drew quite a bit of attention from other passengers, with some whispering among themselves.
“Wow, he’s so handsome. Feels like he’s at least 1.9 meters tall.”
“Do you think that woman could be his girlfriend?”
“No way. She looks okay, but look at how sloppy she is—like she just came out of a pigsty.”
Hearing this, Ye Wenxi twitched at the corner of her mouth and turned around, ready to fire back.
But just as she moved, she felt a large hand wrap around her shoulder.
The arm was firm and strong, the palm broad, pulling her gently closer.
At 1.7 meters tall, she wasn’t short, but in his arms, she felt like a little chick being protected.
“Oh my… she really is his girlfriend.”
“Tsk, what a waste. He’s even a military officer—how did he end up with someone like her?”
“So young, and already blind, huh?”
Now it was Lu Weidong’s turn to twitch at the corner of his mouth…
Ye Wenxi held back her laughter and turned to look at him.
From this angle, it was hard not to notice his well-built physique.
Standing side by side, the outline of his firm, full chest was almost level with her own.
Her gaze moved upward—to his sharp jawline, tightly pressed lips, and those overly long eyelashes, each one distinct in the light filtering through the window.
But his face, usually a healthy wheat color, had now turned a faint reddish shade.
“Keep holding me a bit longer and you’ll be fully cooked,” Ye Wenxi whispered.
Lu Weidong’s Adam’s apple bobbed again. He coughed lightly and awkwardly loosened his grip.
“…We’re getting off soon,” he said.
On the bus, Ye Wenxi had caught a glimpse of her reflection in the window.
Her hair was messy, her clothes wrinkled and stained—she looked completely disheveled.
Going like this to meet Lu Weidong’s parents…
Anyone would think she had been picked up off the street.
Which, from a certain perspective, wasn’t entirely wrong.
“Um…” she started awkwardly.
“How about you help me buy a set of clothes first? I’ll treat it as a loan—I’ll pay you back later.”
Lu Weidong glanced at her and replied calmly, “No need. My family is quite open-minded. I’ll explain things to them—they won’t have any opinions.”
Ye Wenxi rubbed her forehead, feeling helpless.
“That’s not the point… I still have my pride, okay?”
In the end, under her insistence, they made a detour to a department store.
She quickly picked out a light blue floral shirt and a pair of navy trousers.
After changing, she fixed her hair using the reflection in the glass display window, tying it into a neat high ponytail.
When she walked out of the fitting area, Lu Weidong couldn’t help but stare for a moment.
The girl in front of him seemed like a completely different person.
The floral shirt made her skin look fairer, and the fitted trousers accentuated her straight legs.
Her high ponytail swayed lightly with her steps, giving her a fresh, clean, and sharp aura.
If she walked into a university campus like this, anyone would think she was a well-educated college student.
They set off again and finally stopped in front of a grand compound entrance guarded by armed soldiers.
On the pillar was a sign with black characters on a white background:
“28th Group Army Headquarters Family Compound, Harbin City.”
Inside, the roads were wide and clean, lined with rows of tall poplar trees.
Detached houses stood one after another, spaced far apart.
The environment was quiet, carrying an unspoken sense of authority, order, and solemnity.
Standing at the entrance of a small building, Ye Wenxi felt a little nervous, her feet hesitating.
“How about… I go stay at a guesthouse first? You talk to them first, and I’ll come later after everything’s settled.”
Although she knew from the original story that Lu’s family was reasonable, she didn’t want to walk in so directly.
The whole situation was too explosive.
She remembered that in the plot, his mother had almost fainted upon hearing about it, and the household had descended into chaos.
It was entertaining as a novel, but now that it was happening to her, she felt a bit embarrassed.
Lu Weidong could tell—she was backing out at the last moment.
Just as they were quietly talking at the entrance—
A crisp bicycle bell rang from afar, drawing closer.
A few middle school students in blue-and-white uniforms rode into the compound, laughing and chatting.
“Lu Xiaojun! I just saw someone at the gate—he looks exactly like your second uncle!” a tall, skinny boy shouted.
The boy called Lu Xiaojun was pedaling his bike, a popsicle stick in his mouth.
His schoolbag hung loosely in front of him, jacket wide open, looking carefree and unruly.
Without turning his head, he said, “Bullshit. My second uncle went back to the army.”
“I’m serious! How many people look like your uncle? I’m definitely not mistaken!” the tall boy insisted.
Hearing this, Lu Xiaojun turned his head toward the gate.
There stood a tall man in a neatly pressed military uniform, with long legs and striking features—
So handsome it could make someone stumble.
If that wasn’t his charming, heartthrob second uncle Lu Weidong… who else could it be?