Fu Jiu

This is a story of a captain of a secluded place and a gorgeous female celebrity—both who would hardly cross paths but a collision in Tibet sets an opening to their encounter.
Upon their first encounter, Wenxian already has her eyes set on Captain Lu—her mouth drooling with desire. 
Wenxian, “Hmm? How can I win over your heart? In a plain sack or using sweet talk?”
With a cigarette in his mouth, Lu Xiao scoffs. “You are an impressive and popular celebrity, I am only a captain at this secluded place. I am very poor, what is it in me that you like about?”
Wenxian, “I like how you always snub back at me.”
Lu Xiao choked and walked away heartlessly. “You are shameless, don’t even dream about it!”
The next day, he said, “It's all because you were carried away by a whim?”
Wenxian, “No, hatching a scheme.”

Tangling with the Western Commander

This statement made Wen Xian look at him with a meaningful smile, "Oh, so what you mean is, it's fine if we're married."


"No, no need to explain, I get it. Explaining is just covering up, covering up means you want to marry me." Wen Xian waved her hands dismissively.


"Alright, alright, I said stop explaining. I hadn't expected you to be like this, Captain Lu, but I understand," she said, giving him a seductive look, her smile brimming with charm.


She had completely turned the tables on him, returning his remarks just as he had delivered them to her.


He almost choked to death from her retort.


Wen Xian, on the other hand, had a smile curling up the corner of her mouth, casually picking out lingerie, giving Lu Xiao's visibly frustrated appearance a glance—


Suddenly, she picked up a black one and a purple one to show him, "What do you think, which one looks better?"


Her eyes were sparkling as she looked at him, the light dancing within them, her gaze full of life, the smile so innocent.


As if what she was holding in her hand was nothing out of the ordinary, she confidently showed it to him.


Lu Xiao immediately felt a headache coming on and raised his hand to rub his brow. Avoiding her gaze, his voice burst out with a mix of anger and embarrassment, "I don't know, you decide — don't ask me!"


After his icy words, the next second, he heard the woman reply unhurriedly, "How could I not ask, I want to pick out something you like."


He almost blurted out, "Pick out something I like for what? It's for you—"


He hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly stopped short.


Because Wen Xian lightly parted her lips, looking at him, silently mouthing a few words.


Lu Xiao, shamefully, actually understood her lip movements.


He took a deep breath, struggling to suppress certain emotions, his fists clenched tight, teeth slightly gritted: "Stop picking, just buy what you like."


This woman was simply too presumptuous and unrestrained.


Every word she said was so bold, yet completely insincere, without ever considering the consequences for others.


Laughing, Wen Xian casually took the two pieces to the changing room, not forgetting to call him along, "Come with me, or do you want to stand alone among a sea of lingerie and be gawked at?"


Thinking about that dreadful scene, he followed her.


The dressing room was very small, as it was just in a minor shopping mall, with only a tiny changing space behind the curtain of the changing area.


Wen Xian handed him her bag and clothes, taking the two pieces of lingerie with her into the changing room.


Lu Xiao didn't understand her actions at all. He was just a pure man, a rough and rugged stoic; he did whatever she asked of him, even if his expression remained stiff, devoid of smiles or laughs.


Being in such a place, he felt unnatural no matter how he looked around.


Thankfully, within the curtain of this changing area, it was just the two of them.


Once the curtain was drawn, nobody could see him.


The usually aloof and calm Lu Xiao had never been so conscious of others' stares.


Separated by a thin door, Wen Xian was inside changing her clothes.


Lu Xiao stood tall and straight, his presence still commanding, yet he felt oddly out of place holding her purse and coat, no matter how he looked at it.


Through the barrier of the door, he suddenly heard her voice:


"Lu, Lu Xiao... Can you, help me with something...?"


Lu Xiao's tone was cold: "What do you need help with?"


Wen Xian: "My hand's broken, I can't use any strength, I can't fasten it."


Chapter 54: Driving Captain Lu Mad