Lu Xingzhou took the water his mother handed him and drank it in one go, then said in a low voice, “This mission is somewhat special. It requires a female comrade to cooperate. The leadership chose Comrade Shen Mianmian as my partner. On the train, I met Comrade Yueheng.”
Su Yueheng had the illusion that when he said her name, he deliberately emphasized it, his gaze falling on her as if observing her expression.
Lu Xingzhou added, “Her assigned identity was that of a married couple.”
Lu Mingjue nodded in understanding. “So that’s how it is.”
After speaking, she looked at Su Yueheng, who was lowering her head and studying her palm, and coughed lightly. “Ah Heng, I’ll go out and find those two little troublemakers. You two talk. That misunderstanding earlier doesn’t count.”
Without waiting for Su Yueheng to respond, the old lady turned and left without mercy.
The room was suddenly left with only Lu Xingzhou and Su Yueheng.
The atmosphere instantly turned colder.
Lu Xingzhou unknowingly finished his cup of water. As he stood up, his gaze fell on her. “Do you want some?”
Su Yueheng responded softly, then looked at him. Only then did she realize he was referring to the water in his hand.
“Thank you,” she said.
Then, she naturally continued, “Commander Lu, I came here to fulfill the engagement arranged between our grandfathers. You…”
Lu Xingzhou interrupted in a low voice, “I have seven days of leave this time. We can get married.”
He spoke in a completely official tone, without any personal emotion.
The tension in Su Yueheng’s body eased a little. “Alright, I can do it anytime.”
She was quite interested in Lu Xingzhou’s appearance and physique.
Thinking this, she glanced at him again. Previously, she had called him a “black charcoal head,” but upon closer inspection, he wasn’t really dark—just a healthy bronze skin tone. His arm lines were strong and well-trained, giving a great sense of security.
Back on the train, she had already liked his handsome face, which was why she couldn’t help but look at him more.
Lu Xingzhou raised his brows. “What is it?”
Su Yueheng smiled naturally. “Commander Lu, about what happened earlier—it was all a misunderstanding. I… you don’t dislike me, right?”
If they were going to spend their lives together, of course it would be better to get along.
Lu Xingzhou brought her water over, slightly uncomfortable under her gaze. He had seen many people look at him like that before, and he usually found it irritating.
But with Su Yueheng, he didn’t feel that way. Maybe because he already knew she would be his wife, so it didn’t matter.
He suddenly remembered how, at the train station, she had thrown a silver hairpin at a kidnapper—fast, precise, and decisive, full of heroic energy.
On the surface, she looked like a delicate flower that needed protection, but in reality, she was a fierce, predatory “man-eating” rose.
Even if she wasn’t his wife, he would still be drawn to her.
Lu Xingzhou nodded. “I don’t dislike you.”
Su Yueheng smiled with narrowed eyes and extended her hand. “Then please take care of me from now on.”
Lu Xingzhou paused for a few seconds, then gave a low laugh. “Comrade Yueheng, please take care of me as well.”
“Just call me Ah Heng.”
“Alright.”
After speaking, Su Yueheng suddenly remembered her family situation and smiled apologetically. “Commander Lu, I forgot to tell you—I was classified as coming from a capitalist family. My father cut ties with me for his own future.”
Lu Xingzhou noticed her forced smile and, inexperienced in comforting others, awkwardly handed her a piece of paper. “Ah Heng, after we get married in a few days, my mother, Sangning, and Shengli will all be your family.”
Looking at the paper in her hand, Su Yueheng smiled lightly. “Commander Lu, after marrying me… I might affect you. You don’t mind?”
These things needed to be made clear. The Su family was no longer what it once was.
Lu Xingzhou understood her concerns. “Half a year ago, Old Master Su wrote me a letter asking me to submit a marriage application, saying that within a year you would come to register the marriage. I already applied.”
He paused for a moment, then continued, “The application has already been approved.”
“What?!”
Su Yueheng was shocked. She hadn’t expected her grandfather to have planned so far ahead. How did Su Baiting handle this in her previous life?
Lu Xingzhou continued as if not noticing her reaction, “Old Master Su once did me a great favor. It’s only right that I take care of you for the rest of your life.”
Su Yueheng fell silent.
She wasn’t someone who exploited favors, but in her current situation, she just didn’t want life to be so exhausting—she had no choice but to accept this arrangement.
She smiled gratefully. “Thank you.”
Lu Xingzhou straightened his posture and said, “Since you mentioned your family, I’ll also talk about mine.”
Curious, Su Yueheng blinked. “Alright.”
Lu Xingzhou said, “My mother is my adoptive mother. I take her surname. I don’t know my biological parents, but she treated me very well, so I brought her here to support her in old age.”
Su Yueheng softly asked, “Did Aunt Lu never remarry?”
Lu Xingzhou sighed helplessly. “No. She says she’s an independent woman who can hold up half the sky. Marriage is meaningless to her—she only wants to raise children.”
“Then… what about Sangning and Shengli’s parents?”
“Their father was also adopted by my mother.”
A trace of guilt flashed in Lu Xingzhou’s eyes. “I’ve always felt that my mother raising me and my younger brother made it hard for her to remarry.”
Su Yueheng shook her head. “I think Aunt Lu simply chose this life. Marriage is a choice, and not marrying is also a choice. Commander Lu, you don’t need to feel guilty.”
She gently comforted him. “We are Aunt Lu’s family. She already has us—that’s enough.”
In this era, being able to choose not to marry was truly remarkable.
Lu Xingzhou met her sincere gaze and felt warmth in his heart. He gave a soft “mm.”
Su Yueheng picked up her cup and raised it slightly. “Commander Lu, let’s toast—to us getting to know each other better.”
Lu Xingzhou chuckled and clinked his cup with hers.
After finishing his water, he stood up. “I’ll go upstairs to pack my things. Before the wedding, I’ll stay in the guest room.”
Watching him go upstairs, Su Yueheng rested her chin in her hand, a faint smile on her lips.
He really is a good person.
“Yueheng, how is it? Are you satisfied with my son?”
Lu Mingjue’s teasing voice suddenly rang out.
Su Yueheng jumped in surprise and turned to look at her in complaint. “Aunt Lu, you scared me.”
Lu Mingjue lightly tapped her forehead. “You little girl, your heart is already elsewhere, isn’t it?”