Only a few members of the Su family knew about Su Wanxing drinking pesticide.
Moreover, at the time, the Su family still needed Su Wanxing to marry Lu Chenyuan to ensure their safety, so this matter was not something they dared to spread.
Now, with Zhou Meijuan’s shout, the air in the living room was heavy enough to crush someone.
Zhou Meijuan snorted coldly: “Comrade Lu, the woman you want to marry already has another man in her heart!”
Lu Chenyuan’s face revealed no expression, but the darkness in his eyes was terrifying.
Su Wanxing’s heart skipped a beat.
Oh no—Lu Chenyuan was angry.
It was the first time she had seen him like this, and she felt a little afraid.
Sigh, it was all her fault for being blind and naive before, falling for Xu Wenbin’s gentlemanly demeanor and sweet words.
She had even naively thought their love was the sweetest in the world, pouring money into Xu Wenbin’s hands.
Only to find out in the end that her money had been used by Xu Wenbin to support his rural lover.
Having suffered from this man in her past life, there was no way she would be caught again in this one.
Su Wanxing pressed her nails into her thighs, forcing out two drops of tears.
Her voice trembled with sobs, pitiful like a tiny rabbit:
“Brother Lu, I drank the pesticide…”
Lu Chenyuan’s breathing deepened, his hands instinctively clenching.
She really had someone else in her heart!
Su Wanxing suddenly pointed at Zhou Meijuan: “But she forced me!”
“At that time, Aunt Zhou insisted that I marry Su Xueqing instead of you! She said if I didn’t, she would have Xu Wenbin killed!”
“That’s still a human life! I… I had no choice!”
Tears fell pattering down; Su Wanxing’s voice choked: “I just want to live happily with you now! Xu Wenbin, that was ages ago! Who even remembers him, sniffle sniffle…”
Her words were half-truth, half-strategy—a sharp, precise deflection!
Zhou Meijuan stomped furiously: “Nonsense! You’re lying! You drank it yourself!”
“Silence!”
Lu Chenyuan commanded sharply.
He stepped in front of Su Wanxing, restraining the impulse to pull her into his arms.
Only Heaven knew how much the words “I just want to live happily with you” struck his heart.
“Wanxing, you are the one I intend to marry. Spreading gossip is sabotaging a military marriage—are you prepared to bear that responsibility?”
His gaze was like a blade, his military aura in full force.
Zhou Meijuan’s arrogance immediately deflated; Su Hongyi twitched in embarrassment, sighing in the end.
Su Wanxing watched Lu Chenyuan’s back as tears fell again.
He trusted her unconditionally!
Gently tugging his sleeve, she said: “I’ll change my clothes, then we’ll go out to eat.”
Lu Chenyuan nodded.
Su Wanxing quickly returned to her room, locking the door behind her with a smile.
Changing clothes was just an excuse—the real goal was to stash all the betrothal gifts.
So many valuable items in the room were unsafe; at any moment, Zhou Meijuan or others might try to steal them.
Su Wanxing transferred all the gifts into her space, satisfied, then changed into a red polka-dot dress and went downstairs.
The living room was empty except for Lu Chenyuan, still waiting for her.
“Lu Chenyuan.”
Su Wanxing called softly.
He turned, and their eyes met; Su Wanxing smiled, tears brimming in her eyes.
This life, being able to be with him, was truly wonderful.
At a state-run restaurant, two steaming bowls of beef noodles sat on the table.
Lu Chenyuan didn’t touch his chopsticks; he stared at the scallions in his bowl for a long while before speaking in a low voice:
“You’ve probably heard, in a month I’ll be stationed in the northwest. The place is windy and sandy, the houses are made of mud bricks, the food is poor, and conditions are harsh.”
“If… if you regret it, you can call off the marriage now.”
Su Wanxing, a delicate young lady from a wealthy family, was certainly not suited to such hardships.
Honestly, he was also reluctant to let her follow him to the northwest.
Moreover, he had heard about her past with Xu Wenbin.
So… Su Wanxing was truly willing to go with him?
“I only regret not meeting you sooner.”
Su Wanxing looked at Lu Chenyuan: “We’re about to be husband and wife. Wherever you go, I’ll go. I’ll never regret it!”
Lu Chenyuan’s eyes brightened instantly.
All his earlier worries vanished; he pulled out a bankbook from his pocket.
“This is my allowance over the years. Keep it. Buy whatever you like, and if it’s not enough, I’ll find a way. Make a list of everything we need for the wedding—I’ll prepare it all.”
Su Wanxing felt warmth in her heart as she looked at the bankbook.
Just like in her previous life, he gave her everything without reservation.
Looking at Lu Chenyuan, she suddenly asked: “Why… why do you want to marry me?”
A question she had never figured out in her past life.
They had no prior connection—why was Lu Chenyuan so persistent about her?
Lu Chenyuan paused.
Should he tell her that two years ago she saved his life?
Since then, he had never forgotten her bright, captivating eyes.
But would she think he was a bandit if he said that was why he couldn’t marry anyone else?
Lu Chenyuan quietly ate his beef noodles.
Su Wanxing didn’t press for an answer; after all, they had plenty of time.
Meanwhile, chaos erupted at the Su household.
The moment Su Yaozu entered, he shouted like a firecracker:
“Dad! Mom! Everyone outside is saying my sister is marrying that small-time photographer! They even say they slept together at an inn… Our family’s face is ruined!”
“Oh, don’t say anything, your sister was already upset about this.”
Zhou Meijuan lowered her voice, signaling.
On the sofa, Su Xueqing sobbed, utterly distressed.
Zhou Meijuan pulled her son aside and exaggerated the story, ending by blaming Su Wanxing: “It’s all her fault! If she hadn’t been flirting with Lu Chenyuan, would Qingqing have been put in this situation?”
Su Yaozu slammed the table in anger: “I went out of province for a few days for business, and my sister was bullied by Su Wanxing like this?”
“Where’s Su Wanxing! I want to settle accounts with her!”
Though Su Yaozu was plump and spoiled, he was deeply attached to his twin sister, Su Xueqing.
Since childhood, the siblings had teamed up to bully Su Wanxing.
Zhou Meijuan huffed angrily: “She went on a date with Lu Chenyuan! Shameless! In broad daylight, going out with a man.”
Su Yaozu snorted again: “Wait until she comes back—I’ll deal with her!”
Su Xueqing grew increasingly furious; her newly reborn perfect life had been destroyed!
Now, she couldn’t even marry the deputy leader’s son.
But Su Wanxing was living the good life!
“Dad! Mom! I’m too ashamed to face anyone! Might as well just die!”
Su Xueqing cried rivers of tears.
Zhou Meijuan felt heartbroken, pulling and comforting her daughter.
“Don’t cry, Qingqing. Su Wanxing caused you so much trouble; let’s take her betrothal gifts as compensation!”
Zhou Yaozu nodded: “Yes! I heard Lu Chenyuan’s gifts are amazing—give some to my sister to calm her down!”
Su Xueqing slowly raised her head: “This… isn’t right, is it?”
Zhou Yaozu immediately understood, replying: “What’s wrong with it? She’s going to the northwest; she can’t take them anyway. Right, Dad?”
Su Hongyi, dizzy from Su Xueqing’s crying, also thought it made sense and sighed, nodding.
The three rushed into Su Wanxing’s room.
Seeing it empty, they thought their eyes were playing tricks.
“Am I mistaken? Weren’t the betrothal gifts brought here?”
Zhou Meijuan rubbed her eyes.
Su Xueqing and Su Yaozu searched thoroughly, but there was nothing!
“That damn Su Wanxing! Where did she hide the betrothal gifts?”