Su Wanxing spat out the big chicken drumstick she had just bitten.
She thought she had misheard. “Say that again.”
The young soldier looked uneasy, glanced toward Lu Chenyuan talking not far away, and whispered again, “Your ex-boyfriend… Xu Wenbin.”
Then he added, “And it’s not me saying this—it’s the person who came looking for you.”
Su Wanxing’s face fell into thought.
She remembered that in her previous life, after Xu Wenbin tried to coax her into drinking pesticide to die for his cause, he vanished without a trace. She never saw him again—even learning later that he used her money to support a rural cousin came from hearsay.
But now, he suddenly appeared.
Why now?
The young soldier hesitated, “Sister-in-law, should we tell the boss about this…”
Su Wanxing shook her head. “Better not. Don’t want Lu Chenyuan to overthink. I’ll go handle it myself.”
Perfect timing—she could retrieve the money he had swindled from her!
Su Wanxing left the canteen and spotted Xu Wenbin at a corner.
He wore a faded yellowing white shirt, a pin of a great leader on his chest, a pen in his breast pocket, and old glasses—still that same scholarly, lean figure.
“Wanxing!”
Xu Wenbin rushed forward excitedly, trying to grab her hand.
Su Wanxing sidestepped. “What are you doing here?”
His face was sorrowful, voice hoarse. “You’re really going to marry that Lu Chenyuan?”
“Cut the crap!” Su Wanxing snapped, impatient.
Xu Wenbin staggered back, astonished. “You’ve changed…”
“Stop dragging it out. I’m leaving.” She had no patience for his theatrics.
Xu Wenbin ran a few steps to block her path.
Strange—Su Wanxing used to fall for this routine. Why was she acting like a completely different person today?
Never mind, business first.
He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her, full of heartfelt emotion. “Wanxing, this is a poem I wrote for you. These past days I’ve missed you nearly to madness, but the Su family forbade me from seeing you, so I…”
“Enough! Save your flowery words. I’m not falling for that anymore. But you—when are you paying back the money you owe me?”
Su Wanxing reached out her hand.
Xu Wenbin choked. “W-what money?”
Something was off. She hadn’t acted like this before.
Wasn’t she always in love with his poems? She used to be drawn to his talent!
Logically, seeing him now, she should be crying and begging to elope with him!
It hadn’t even been that long—how did she betray him so quickly? Could she have really been brainwashed by Lu Chenyuan?
“Before, every time you mooched meals off me, borrowed money for your mother’s medical bills, joined study groups, published poetry collections…”
“Altogether, let’s round it up… six hundred.”
“What!”
Xu Wenbin’s voice cracked.
“Don’t want to pay?” Su Wanxing glared.
Xu Wenbin forced a smile. “No… is it really that much? Besides, Wanxing, talking about money will only hurt feelings.”
“But feelings cost money too, Xu Wenbin. I’ve kept track of every cent I spent on you. If you don’t pay me back, I’ll report you for fraud!”
“No, no, no! I’ll pay, I definitely will!”
He verbally conceded but mentally schemed how to win her back and keep her spending.
Su Wanxing rolled her eyes, pulled the pen from his pocket, snatched the paper with his sappy poem, and wrote an IOU, handing it to him.
“Sign and fingerprint it.”
Xu Wenbin hesitated, then complied.
Once she was back in her good graces, he could scheme how to extort her money even harder!
“Now, on to the real matter—Wanxing, I came to ask if you’ll elope with me! I know the Su family pressured you. I’ll abandon everything and take you anywhere! You won’t suffer—I’ll use my talent to create a world for you!”
Xu Wenbin clenched one fist, striking a pose full of revolutionary conviction.
“Ugh… your words are as cheesy as your poems. Enough with the theatrics. Just remember to pay me back on time.” Su Wanxing snorted and turned to leave.
Xu Wenbin was embarrassed.
Today, Su Wanxing was completely beyond his control; he had little chance to charm her.
But he couldn’t miss this opportunity!
Su Xueqing had told him, even though the Su family was bankrupt, Su Wanxing had a hundred thousand yuan!
A hundred thousand yuan—anyone could live comfortably with that!
Xu Wenbin gritted his teeth and chased after her, hugging her from behind.
At that moment, Lu Chenyuan saw everything.
He had just finished talking with several senior officials, finally breaking away, only to realize Su Wanxing was missing.
After asking around, he learned she had gone outside.
Lu Chenyuan didn’t want to leave his wife’s side for a second and chased out.
But when he turned, he saw Xu Wenbin hugging Su Wanxing.
His fists clenched!
He wanted to rush over and beat Xu Wenbin senseless!
But stepping forward, he stopped.
Of course—Xu Wenbin had been Su Wanxing’s boyfriend.
Even if she later truly fell for him, their time together was brief. How could it compare to her past with Xu Wenbin?
His fists clicked, but he forced himself to restrain his anger and turned away.
What he didn’t know—just as he turned, Su Wanxing’s stiletto heel slammed down hard on Xu Wenbin’s foot!
Xu Wenbin’s scream was muffled by her hand.
She pivoted and delivered a vicious kick to his lower body.
Xu Wenbin felt like his soul had left his body.
Pale-faced, legs squeezed together, he stepped backward, speechless.
Su Wanxing clapped her hands. “Dare to act lewd toward me? You won’t get away with it! Today I’m getting married, in a good mood, so I won’t hold it against you.”
She waved the IOU. “But if this money doesn’t arrive on time, just wait for the police to come for you!”
With that, she left gracefully.
That night, the wedding night finally arrived.
Su Wanxing sat on the bed, nervously fidgeting with her fingers.
In her past life, she never experienced being a woman—today, she was about to enjoy herself for the first time!
Thinking of Lu Chenyuan’s tight muscles, his eight-pack abs, and what was about to happen… she blushed, covering her face.
The door creaked—Lu Chenyuan entered.
He sat on the other side of the bed, turned off the light, and lay down to sleep.
Su Wanxing froze in disbelief.
Wait… this isn’t right.
On their wedding night, he was leaving his beautiful wife aside to sleep alone?
Was he tired?
That shouldn’t be. With his stamina, the daytime socializing was nothing!
Was he embarrassed?
Well, he had avoided holding her hand before…
Fine, if she was going to take the initiative, she would. Tonight, she was going to enjoy herself!
Su Wanxing snuggled close to him.
But Lu Chenyuan shifted away.
Hmm?
She pressed closer.
He shifted again.
Something felt off, but she continued to snuggle.
He kept moving.
Thunk—
Lu Chenyuan fell off the bed.
Su Wanxing turned on the light. “Are you okay?”
He just grabbed a pillow and made a floor bed. “I’m fine. Long day—let’s sleep early.”
“But we still…”
She didn’t finish. He had already turned his back to her.
Su Wanxing sulked, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Was Lu Chenyuan sick or what?
Not even touching her!
Before the surgery, he had been desperate to get discharged before the wedding, and now he kept his distance…
Wait.
Could it be…
He couldn’t, right?
Su Wanxing frowned in thought.
Though it was just a leg injury, it could still affect… that.
Men were all about pride.
She might not specialize in male health, but with her medical knowledge, she could fix this.
Yes—Lu Chenyuan, your happiness is in my hands!