Chapter 258 You'll have to say goodbye to your big pectoral muscles from now on.

Ye Wenxi and Zhang Yunxia finished their conversation around 10 p.m.

When Zhang Yunxia returned to the room, she saw Chen Yuanchuan leaning against the bed, patting Zhang Xiangyang repeatedly.

The child was curled up beside him, fast asleep.

"You're back?" Chen Yuanchuan looked up and lowered his voice.

"Hmm." Zhang Yunxia walked over, sat down by the bed, and looked at the sleeping little face. "Just fell asleep?"

"Of course, he ate too much." Chen Yuanchuan smiled helplessly. "He ate the whole bag of flower cakes. I was worried he wouldn't be able to digest them."

Zhang Yunxia reached out and gently wiped the crumbs from Zhang Xiangyang's face, a smile curving her lips.

The dim, warm light shone on the two adults and one child, creating a cozy atmosphere.

Meanwhile, Lu Weidong returned to his room after washing up.

Ye Wenxi was already asleep, curled up in the quilt, breathing evenly, with her notes from today spread out beside her, covered in messy scribbles.

Lu Weidong gently closed the notebook, put it aside, turned off the light, and lay down next to her.

She unconsciously snuggled closer to him, found a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Lu Weidong put his arm around her and closed his eyes.

Chen Yuanchuan's words suddenly echoed in my mind:

"But I never said how my father died, did I?"

"Actually, I am also a military orphan."

Lu Weidong was stunned.

Chen Yuanchuan didn't look at him, but stared at the night outside the window, his voice so low it sounded like it was being pulled from the depths of the night:

"I was only three years old when my father sacrificed his life. He's even younger than Xiangyang is now."

"I grew up in the military region's orphanage. I ate military rations, wore military uniforms, and attended military schools." Chen Yuanchuan paused.

"From childhood to adulthood, everyone around me wears this outfit."

Chen Yuanchuan spoke softly as he continued:

"Actually, I only gradually came to understand this after I joined the army as an adult. Later, I began to realize the greatness of this cause. I don't regret joining the army now."

"But when I was a child, I felt uncomfortable seeing people in military uniforms, and I dreamed of being adopted by an ordinary family."

Chen Yuanchuan didn't continue, but Lu Weidong understood.

Chen Yuanchuan must have thought about this during those countless sleepless nights.

Why do my parents have to be in the military? I wish they weren't.

He had hated and resented, but he probably hid those emotions away.

Because he is "the son of a martyr," he must be sensible and strong.

But no one has ever asked a child of a few years old if they want to understand these things.

Actually, this child didn't want to understand these "great" things; he just wanted his parents to come back.

But these people in military uniforms were a constant reminder to him that he had become an orphan because of his parents' military uniforms.

Therefore, he would rather Zhang Xiangyang be taken away by an ordinary family, forget everything, and grow up easily.

This is what he has always struggled with and been conflicted about.

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The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Lu Weidong and Chen Yuanchuan went to work.

Ye Wenxi stayed alone in her room, flipping through her account book for the past few days. She calculated that she had already spent more than two hundred yuan on long-distance phone calls alone.

She was so heartbroken that she started to sob.

But there were too many special circumstances at the clothing company recently, and she couldn't ignore them, so she could only grit her teeth and keep calling.

After finishing my work conversation with Sun Xiaolan, the person on the other end said something before hanging up:

"Oh, by the way, your aunt called yesterday and said she needs to talk to you. She asked you to call her back when you have time."

Ye Wenxi glanced at the time and realized that Wei Hua was free from class at this hour, so she hung up the phone and called Lu Wei Hua instead.

After the dormitory supervisor called for people, quite a while later, Lu Weihua's familiar voice finally came from the other end:

"Feed? Second Sister-in-law!"

"What do you want?" Ye Wenxi asked directly.

"Can't I contact you if there's nothing wrong?" Lu Weihua said with a grin.

"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point. Long-distance calls are expensive," Ye Wenxi urged.

"Tch..." Lu Weihua muttered.

"Um... I'd like to order some clothes," she said hesitantly.

"You came all this way to me for this? Why didn't you just go to the venue and tell me?"

"Oh no!" Lu Weihua whined awkwardly.

"Oh, you want to design a new style?" Ye Wenxi understood.

Lu Weihua: "Hmm!"

Ye Wenxi: "Sure, what kind do you want?"

"Like the gentlemanly style in foreign movies, a black spring suit jacket, with some small details, making it unique," Lu Weihua said casually.

"What's going on?" Ye Wenxi keenly sensed that something was wrong.

"Oh dear, I ordered it for a classmate." Lu Weihua's voice was weak on the other end of the phone.

"You have a boyfriend?" Ye Wenxi's voice rose.

"I really ordered it for my classmate!" Lu Weihua stubbornly insisted.

Ye Wenxi: "Bullshit, I don't believe it!"

Lu Weihua: "They really are classmates! Why don't they let us male classmates order clothes?"

"Okay, okay, give me the dimensions, and I'll take some time in the next couple of days to design it." Ye Wenxi was too lazy to expose her.

"Bust 100cm, Length 79cm, Shoulder Width 45cm..."

Lu Weihua was reporting the information, while Ye Wenxi was quickly taking notes.

Halfway through writing, Ye Wenxi suddenly stopped:

"Don't you like big pecs? This isn't your type."

Lu Weihua: "I've noticed that you're so superficial and don't pay attention to inner qualities."

Ye Wenxi was speechless: "......."

Lu Weihua: "Give me an even bigger discount."

Ye Wenxi: "For you? Who's paying for these clothes?"

Lu Weihua: "Hey, don't worry about it. Oh, and don't tell my brother."

Ye Wenxi panicked: "Lu Weihua! Am I not your best friend? Why didn't you tell me? If you don't explain yourself clearly, I won't make it for you!"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Lu Weihua's guilty voice:

"Okay, I'll talk..."

"Say it!"

"I have a classmate, we're alright, let's... give it a try."

Ye Wenxi raised an eyebrow: "What are you looking at?"

Lu Weihua gave a vague answer: "Let's just... treat each other as ordinary friends for now."

Ye Wenxi: "...Do you think I believe that?"

"Really! We didn't even hold hands. Look how good I am to you. We didn't even hold hands. I was thinking of getting you a business deal." Lu Weihua added with a grin.

"Hmph! Wait until I get back and let me see you." Ye Wenxi said fiercely, like a parent.

"Hehe, we'll talk about it later. You just finish making this dress first." Lu Weihua chuckled.

Ye Wenxi rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"Okay, okay, I'll make it for you. Did you give me the correct size? Don't blame my workmanship if the customer can't fit into it."

"Accurate, I measured him according to his clothes!" Lu Weihua blurted out.

Ye Wenxi: ".........Lu Weihua, you're finished. You've fallen into a trap called love. You'll have to say goodbye to your big pecs from now on."

"Ugh, I'm not talking to you anymore. Aren't you worried about the phone bill? Goodbye!"

With a snap, Lu Weihua hung up the phone.

She returned to her dormitory, opened her wardrobe, and pulled out the denim jacket that Ye Wenxi had made for her from the very back. It was stylish and beautiful.

My roommate peeked in and whistled, "Hey, new clothes again? Who are you going to see?"

"Attend class!"

Lu Weihua blushed, grabbed his bag, and ran.

She carried a shoulder bag, walked into the teaching building, crossed the corridor, paused at the classroom door, and then pushed the door open and went in.

Some students had already taken their seats in the classroom.

Suddenly, a clear male voice called out:

"Wei Hua!"

Lu Weihua looked up and saw Du Yi.

She smiled, walked over to him, and sat down in the empty seat next to him.

Du Yi then naturally picked up his bag, got up, and sat down next to Lu Weihua.

Lu Weihua subconsciously moved to the side, her face slightly flushed.

"Here you go." Du Yicheng took something out of his bag and handed it over.

"I saw it when I passed by the bookstore yesterday. I remember you said you wanted to read this book."

Lu Weihua looked down and saw it was something she had casually mentioned some time ago—Jane Eyre.

Lu Weihua's heart skipped a beat.

"Thanks."