Tangling with the Western Commander - Chapter 361

Chapter 361: Chapter 358

He took the agreement and pointed the pen at the space designated for a signature.

He held her small hand, gradually writing her name, and gently said,

“Wen Xian, this isn’t much, and perhaps I can’t give you the best, but I will give you all the best I have.”

From now on, he was no longer alone; he would take care of his wife and children, and he would earn more money.

Behind Wen Xian was his fervent and broad chest. She just stared at her name on the paper, holding her breath slightly, her eyelashes trembling.

Some emotions inside her reached a peak.

You have to understand, an apartment in Beijing is something ordinary people can’t afford even with a lifetime of hard work.

Although she earned a lot, how many were there like her in the country?

No matter what side business Lu Xiao had, his heart was devoted to rescue missions, and those sums of money were certainly not small to him.

Yet he gave her the very best he had.

The name was signed.

Lu Xiao slightly lowered his gaze, observing her somewhat complex expression, then suddenly grasped her chin, lifted it, and kissed the corner of her lips.

After that, his deep voice became a bit softer, “Don’t overthink it, I still have the money.”

But Wen Xian could no longer hold back and turned around, embracing his waist tightly.

Sometimes a woman’s desires are simple. What she needs is love and an attitude.

What is attitude?

Often, some men, after years of dating, would rather pay huge dowries to people they meet through arranged meetings than give anything more to their long-time girlfriends.

The reason is, money contaminates pure love.

But to bind one’s future partner with love and give nothing, where then is their attitude, their sincerity?

This kind of logic is laughable indeed.

She climbed up from the bottom, having seen too much of human greed and selfishness.

Sincere love and genuine affection, in today’s society, are truly precious.

Wen Xian spoke again, her voice muffled within his embrace:

“Lu Xiao, money is endless; we are already living well. I don’t want you to be too tired. As long as you are safe, that is the greatest happiness for me.”

She was content, truly content. Lu Xiao used to be special forces, now he is the captain of the western region, and in the future, he might do other things.

But no matter what, she knew he would never forget his duty to serve the people and the country.

That too was his mission.

He would always be the man she admired most, her pride.

…

The apartment Lu Xiao bought for her was a duplex on the twentieth floor, not yet furnished, but Wen Xian liked the layout as soon as she stepped in.

Especially the living room with its spacious balcony where she could sit in a lounge chair, bask in the sun, drink tea, read books, and enjoy a peaceful and contented life.

Downstairs was a golf course, quiet with a wonderful environment, and in the distance, skyscrapers stood tall.

With a clear view from north to south, the other side overlooked the bustle of traffic below.

Wen Xian, like a bride in her new home, laughed and discussed with him what to do here and what to place there.

Even the children’s rooms and decorations were clearly arranged by her.

Lu Xiao followed her around, watching her plans and aspirations for the future, his heart brimming with a warm current.

At that moment, he deeply understood what happiness was, what a home was.

But the better, the more hopeful these moments, the more unease he felt in the depths of his heart.

Perhaps–