A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Ye Wenxi kicked her legs haphazardly.

He pounded Lu Weidong's back with both fists.

But the feeling was like hitting a stone wrapped in a cotton quilt.

She didn't do anything to him, but the shock made her hand ache.

Lu Weidong carried her into the bedroom.

The first thing I did was grab the family planning supplies from the cabinet.

"Oh dear! Didn't we just... this morning?" Ye Wenxi was both embarrassed and angry.

It's all because Lu Weidong has such good stamina.

But she herself couldn't withstand the torment.

In every battle, Ye Wenxi's health bar would drop rapidly.

Lu Weidong, however, was like a tireless perpetual motion machine.

Over the past two days, she has been showing him various combat positions.

This person looks like they've suddenly eaten something delicious.

All the pent-up emotions from all these years burst forth at once.

It was still dark this morning.

But that place awoke earlier than them.

Ye Wenxi was still in a daze.

He then noticed Lu Weidong's increasingly practiced little movements.

Lu Weidong closed the door.

"Click"—locks the door.

Hearing that sound, I knew it was over...

They've gotten themselves into trouble.

Lu Weidong has changed quite a bit now.

I used to be somewhat restrained towards her.

But she discovered that now, all it takes is a gentle touch.

His eyes immediately ignited with anger.

"Ugh... Lu Weidong!!"

Ye Wenxi buried her face in her hands.

He placed her on the bed somewhat roughly.

His strong thighs pressed down on her restless knees.

He gently grasped both of her wrists with one hand.

With his other hand, he reached into the territory he already knew well.

Lu Weidong's eyes were alluring, with a burning, aggressive intensity.

A mischievous smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Didn't you say you were going to be rude to me?"

He leaned closer, his breath brushing against her neck.

Why are you shaking...?

"You want me to stop?"

He chuckled softly, his breath hot.

Ye Wenxi was breathing rapidly.

The body he was controlling was trembling slightly.

"Look...your body...has already told me the answer."

She hadn't expected that it would happen in just a few days after he returned.

Lu Weidong has actually come to this point in this regard.

Not only was his technique improved, but his words and rhythm also captivated her.

Their breaths mingled together.

"Look...it's telling me..."

"It wants more..."

Round after round...

The sheets were soaked.

Ye Wenxi sat on it, accompanied by a long, drawn-out voice.

Utterly fallen...

.......

Inside the division headquarters building, Zhang Zhenguo sat behind his desk.

"Knock knock".

"Please come in."

"Commander, you wanted to see me?" Su Ran walked in, standing ramrod straight.

"Xiao Ran, sit down."

"Thank you, Chief." Su Ran sat down opposite her.

"No need to be so formal, just call me Uncle Zhang in private," Zhang Zhenguo said in a gentler tone.

"I called you here today to discuss the outcome of that matter."

He subtly conveyed Lu Weidong's insistence on a public apology.

When relaying the story, he did not mention Lu Weidong's tough tone at the time.

Simply say that the other party wants the matter handled according to the prescribed procedures.

Su Ran listened, her brows furrowing slightly.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhenguo added:

"There are other ways to handle this."

"It's just that the venue and the target audience need to be carefully selected."

Zhang Zhenguo's idea was to choose a location for the apology that was as inconspicuous as possible.

The number of people attending must be strictly controlled.

Ideally, it should only involve a few relevant leaders and the parties involved.

In this way, although it appears to be public, it is practically the same as resolving it privately.

He first presented Lu Weidong's insistent conclusion, and then immediately followed up with room for maneuver.

"As you know, he is, after all, Old Master Lu's son and Lu Weiguo's younger brother."

"Now he is the youngest regimental chief of staff in our military region."

"It's not good for either side to be competing with each other."

"What do you think of this arrangement?"

Zhang Zhenguo was also having a headache.

He and the Su family have a long-standing relationship.

Previously, I was entrusted with transferring Su Ran to the division headquarters.

Fortunately, Su Ran is also quite outstanding.

There haven't been any major problems in the past two years.

Unexpectedly, Su Yue really messed things up for them this time.

Compared to Su Ran, Su Yue is more impulsive and reckless, and speaks without thinking.

She was the youngest in the Su family.

Besides Su Ran, there is also an older brother.

The whole family spoiled and indulged him, which led to this personality.

He usually doesn't watch what he says.

I often had minor conflicts with my classmates at school.

But given the Su family's background, these things won't cause much of a stir.

Even if things really escalate, a simple greeting can settle things.

Zhang Zhenguo was puzzled as to why he had acted so recklessly this time.

The commotion was so loud, and it was all in full view of everyone.

Beating up the family members of a meritorious military officer.

Moreover, there is no justifiable reason for it.

Although Su Yue vehemently denied assaulting him.

But the voices of the onlookers were louder than hers.

Across from him was Lu Weidong's newlywed wife.

Now things are really messed up; neither side is someone who can be easily dealt with.

It's causing Zhang Zhenguo a lot of worry.

My head has gotten bigger these past two days.

"Okay, I'll do as you say, Uncle Zhang. I'll do whatever you arrange."

Su Ran responded softly.

Zhang Zhenguo smiled and nodded:

"Okay, then I'll have the political department handle it this way."

"Yes, thank you, Uncle Zhang."

"If there's nothing else, I'll head back to Corey."

"Go."

Su Ran smiled as she walked out of Zhang Zhenguo's office.

The moment the door closed.

Su Ran's smile vanished instantly.

His hands, held tightly at his sides, were clenched tightly.

Her fingernails were almost digging into her palm.

Su Ran remained silent on the way back to the propaganda department.

Until Xiao Hu, a colleague from the publicity department, walked briskly towards us:

"Xiao Ran, you're back!"

"Come quick, the section chief brought us a few boxes of pastries, saying they're a special supply from the food factory."

"They're so pretty! Everyone gets a box."

Xiao Hu warmly took her arm, his voice light and cheerful.

"Really?" Su Ran smiled and said, "I'll take them out and share them with everyone."

Xiao Hu shook Su Ran's arm:

"You're always like this, always thinking of sharing good things with everyone."

Su Ran simply smiled and said, "I really don't like sweets."

This is her consistent style.

Even the best things seem unremarkable to her.

What others consider rare, she finds just ordinary objects.

They can easily share with others.

As a result, he earned a reputation for being generous and kind.

"This time it's not about the food!"

Xiao Hu leaned closer and lowered his voice:

"The section chief said he wanted us to take a look at the design of this gift box and learn from it."

"Studying design?" Su Ran turned to look at her.

"Yes! You'll understand as soon as you see it!"

Propaganda Section of the Division Headquarters.

Main responsibilities include writing materials, planning events, and arranging publicity.

In practice, this involves writing articles, designing page layouts, and drawing promotional posters.

Within the military region, on bulletin boards and posters of all sizes.

Both have designs and works produced by the publicity department.

Su Ran has some background in this area.

In the past two years, many of the propaganda posters and blackboard bulletins in the department were made by her and her team.

Su Ran and Xiao Hu returned to the propaganda department office.

Inside, several staff members were gathered around the desk, whispering amongst themselves.

"The vertical stroke is really clever in incorporating the wheat ear element into the font."

"Where did this idea come from?"

"Did you notice that the red she used isn't a true red? It has a warm tone, which makes it look especially nice with the food."

"Yes, I think so too. It looks softer and more appetizing."

......

The colleagues in the publicity department looked at that design.

We discussed it back and forth, one sentence at a time.

"Hey? Xiao Ran's back? Come look at this!"

Su Ran was called over and saw the cover of the gift box.

Her gaze was instantly drawn to it.

Composition, color scheme, typography...

Every detail is so harmonious and unique.

"What do you think?" the section chief asked from the side.

"Excellent," Su Ran said truthfully.

"The concept is ingenious and the drawing is exquisite; I have never seen such a design before."

"It would be even better if we could invite people from our military region to learn and exchange ideas together!"

The head of the publicity department nodded and replied:

"Yes, I called the First Food Factory, but unfortunately..."

"But they said the designer was not an employee of the factory."

"It was selected from submissions made outside."

"I see... That's such a pity."

Su Ran did feel somewhat regretful.

The Su family has always been proud and strong-willed.

This is related to the strict upbringing at home.

Indeed, there are no mediocre or incompetent people within the family.

Seeing this design just now, Su Ran's frustration was somewhat alleviated by the impact of the image before her.

She sat down and began to carefully study the details of the manuscript.

.....

Ye Wenxi arrived at the management committee of the family compound.

I'm preparing to send out the design drafts I finished these past few days.

"Comrade Xiao Ye! You've come at the right time, there's a package for you here."

"Thank you, Sister Wang. I still have a letter to mail."

"Okay, leave it to me! It can be shipped out today."

Ye Wenxi took the package and saw that the sender was the First Food Factory.

She simply borrowed the scissors from the counter and opened it on the spot.

Upon seeing what was inside, Ye Wenxi's face immediately broke into a smile.

A letter was also included in the package:

"Enclosed is a sample for Comrade Ye Wenxi. Thank you for your wonderful design."