"Is this your wife?", Zhao Ziweng said in amazent at the mont.
Ning Wanxi smiled gently: "Hello, Brother Ziwen, we've t before, but only briefly and didn't properly get to know each other. I am Lu Xuan's wife."
Zhao Ziweng looked at Ning Wanxi, who seed like a fairy, montarily stunned. Last ti he saw Ning Wanxi and another woman, his heart was greatly shaken, but because they didn't seem too close with Lu Xuan, he didn't think much of it. Who would have thought this great beauty was actually Lu Xuan's wife.
More importantly, Ning Wanxi was just behaving like a gentle little bird, busy cooking in the kitchen, such a virtuous and beautiful woman, where could you find soone like her?
Zhao Ziweng said enviously, "Brother, I truly envy you to death, marrying such a virtuous and beautiful wife."
Lu Xuan's mouth twitched for a mont, secretly thinking, virtuous? That word doesn't seem fitting for Ning Wanxi, considering she often hides scissors under the pillow, which shocked Lu Xuan the first ti he discovered it. Although she seems gentle now, usually she's as cold as ice!
"Oh yes, having such a good wife favor is truly the blessing of several lifetis," Lu Xuan grinned, muttering to himself, if it weren't for the childhood betrothal with the beautiful CEO, he and she are from two different worlds, he being lazy and carefree, while Ning Wanxi is decisive and efficient, with a cold yet authoritative face.
Ning Wanxi detected the sarcasm in his words, and imdiately her eyes shot cold glances, while her hand holding the kitchen knife couldn't help but grip tighter.
Seeing his wife's fierce attitude, Lu Xuan's face stiffened for a mont, then he laughed dryly and said, "Wanxi, dear, hurry and make dinner, Brother Ziwen and I are hungry."
Zhao Ziweng didn't notice the subtlety between them at all, and he took out a gift box from his luggage, handing it to Ning Wanxi: "Sister-in-law, a little token of appreciation, I hope you'll like it."
Ning Wanxi was slightly taken aback, she really didn't expect Zhao Ziweng to give her a gift. She smiled gently, "Brother Ziwen, you're too kind."
The gift had already been presented, and since it's a first eting gift, Ning Wanxi had to accept it. She received it and opened it to see a bottle of perfu from the United States, which presumably costs quite a bit.
"Brother Ziwen, this is too valuable," Ning Wanxi quickly said. Although the perfu costing 1000 yuan seems like a drop in the ocean for CEO Ning, for the impoverished Zhao Ziweng, it's undoubtedly a significant expense.
But Zhao Ziweng shook his head and said, "Sister-in-law, if it weren't for Lu Xuan's help, I would still be living a life of collecting scraps. So you must accept this gift, though I wasn't sure what you like, I thought won generally like perfu, so I bought a bottle hoping you would like it."
Yet Ning Wanxi was still a bit hesitant to accept it, because back then Zhao Ziweng was poor to the point of scavenging on the streets, how could she accept?
Lu Xuan spoke up, "Wanxi, accept it, it's Brother Ziwen's heartfelt intention."
Brothers don't play pretend, nor is there room for pretense. Hearing Lu Xuan's words, Ning Wanxi nodded: "I quite like perfu, thank you, Brother Ziwen!"
Zhao Ziweng smiled happily, "Glad you like it."
"Co on, let's sit at the table and chat," seeing that Ning Wanxi had already prepared the dishes and the cooking should be quick, Lu Xuan said.
Zhao Ziweng nodded, and together with Lu Xuan, they went to the table and sat opposite each other.
The two chatted sporadically, and at this mont, Ning Wanxi brought all the cooked small dishes up, three at and two vegetable dishes, plus a tomato egg soup, really quite a feast.
"Sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work, please sit down and eat quickly," Zhao Ziweng said with a smile, seeing her busy alone while Lu Xuan sat like a grand gentleman was quite impressive. While others worship such a beautiful wife, Lu Xuan seed rather cool, aweso!
"Alright!" Ning Wanxi smiled and nodded, took off her apron, and sat beside Lu Xuan, demonstrating a wonderfully obedient and sensible deanor.
At this mont, even Lu Xuan couldn't help but feel moved and think that his wife was indeed giving him face. Knowing that Wanxi was still cold-warring with him these past two days, but hearing that Ziwen was visiting, she imdiately went to buy groceries and cook, showing a smiling and friendly face.
Where could you find such a good wife?
"Co on, Lu Xuan, let pour you a drink," Zhao Ziweng took out Erguotou, opened the bottle cap, took Lu Xuan's cup, and filled it to the brim, then poured a full glass for himself.
Zhao Ziweng raised his glass: "I toast your first, it's been years since we've seen each other. Poor us, during our military days, mobile phones weren't yet popular, or we'd have contacted each other long ago to gather and drink."
Lu Xuan laughed heartily, "Yeah, many brothers lost contact, but those fated to et will see each other again, haven't we reunited now?"
"Right!" Zhao Ziweng called out heartily, downing his full glass of white wine in one gulp. Seeing Zhao Ziweng's straightforward manner, Lu Xuan also drained his drink in one go.
Back then, when Lu Xuan was in the military conscription, due to his physical aptitude, he was directly sent to the Beijing military district. As a new recruit, Lu Xuan worked hard and quickly entered the Special Forces company, then spent another year to enter Wolf Fang Special Forces.
And it was in the Special Forces company that Lu Xuan got acquainted with Zhao Ziweng. The good old days instantly flooded into Lu Xuan's mind, the Special Forces company brothers loudly singing military songs, bathing together, eating together, training together, their laughter echoing everywhere in the military district.
But once the Special Forces company brothers began accepting missions, the injuries and deaths followed, never returning to the joy of just entering the Special Forces.
And Zhao Ziweng, during an action, stepped on an enemy landmine, losing a leg and was sent back to his hotown.
On the day when Lu Xuan saw him off, he vaguely rembered Zhao Ziweng's face full of reluctance and tears; he didn't want to leave, didn't want to part with the brothers.
At this ti, Zhao Ziweng loudly said, fueled by alcohol: "Lu Xuan, we barely have many brothers left, we must find them and have a good gathering."
"Indeed, many lost contact," Lu Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, as all the comrades gathered from all over to the Beijing military district, finding them all was truly an uphill task.
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