Chapter 319: Chapter 319: Seeking Fortune in Danger

After Jiang Moli spoke, she waited for a few seconds, but there was no response, making her suspect the call had been disconnected.

"Hello?"

On the other end of the line, the corners of Lu Cheng’s eyes crinkled. His lips curved upward in a silly, love-struck smile.

"Moli, can you say that again?"

Jiang Moli chuckled. "Actually, what I meant to say is, I can’t wait. I want to be the regiment commander’s wife right now."

Lu Cheng didn’t think his wife was being materialistic. On the contrary, he felt a deep sense of satisfaction that he could provide her with status through his own success.

It was as if all the hard work and struggle of the first half of his life had suddenly gained more meaning.

He said earnestly, "Moli, thank you. I definitely won’t let you down."

After a pause, he told Jiang Moli about the situation in Menglong Town. "...Menglong isn’t just harsher than Menghai, it’s also more dangerous. It’s not too late for you to change your mind."

"It’s fine. Even if I do run into danger, that will be my own choice. Who asked me to be so greedy for wealth and status? No risk, no reward, right?"

Lu Cheng just assumed she was joking.

His wife was gentle, kind, resourceful, and magnanimous—the most wonderful woman in the world.

If anything, he felt that as a man and a husband, he owed her a great deal.

"Moli, in my heart, your safety is as inviolable as our country’s borders. I would lay down my life to protect you."

"That’s reassuring to hear."

Jiang Moli played along verbally, but in her mind, she was already planning. ’The day I fake my death and escape, I’ll have to pick a day when Lu Cheng is away.’

She had originally planned to visit the military base before her mission was complete.

After all, they were husband and wife. If she was going to leave, she should at least say a proper goodbye.

Therefore, when she received the call from Jiang Wenjuan, she readily agreed to join her husband at his post.

After all, if it weren’t for her, Lu Cheng’s promotion to regiment commander would have been a sure thing. Before she left, she had to at least help put his life back on track.

...

The lantern festival was bustling, and Jiang Moli deliberately pushed Zhu Huanghua into the thickest parts of the crowd.

Zhu Huanghua did not disappoint, telling anyone who would listen about her granddaughter-in-law’s various evil deeds, which earned Moli nearly a hundred disdain points.

Once the Lantern Festival was over, the New Year celebrations were considered officially finished.

The next day, Jiang Moli went back to work at the song and dance troupe.

When she got off at the stop for the song and dance troupe, she happened to run into Qian Ling and Wen Jingrui coming out of a breakfast shop.

"Moli, you’re finally back at work! I was just saying to Jingrui, I was worried you might not come back at all."

Qian Ling happily linked her arm with Jiang Moli’s, her eyes sparkling with delight.

Jiang Moli glanced at Wen Jingrui riding away on his bicycle and said teasingly, "Your Doctor Wen even sees you off to work. How considerate of him."

A sweet expression appeared on Qian Ling’s face. "Well, not exactly. He’s been on the night shift lately, so by the time he gets off, I’m heading to work. We don’t have much time to see each other, so we can only grab breakfast together."

Jiang Moli nodded. "That’s nice. Good to see you’re balancing work and love."

Qian Ling giggled, then excitedly recounted how Wen Jingrui had visited the Qian family on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

Mr. and Mrs. Qian were very pleased with Wen Jingrui and planned to arrange the wedding for the two of them soon. After all, neither Qian Ling nor Wen Jingrui were young anymore.

Jiang Moli asked Qian Ling, "What do you think yourself? Do you want to get married?"

Qian Ling nodded shyly. "I do. Moli, Jingrui is a really good person, and he’s so good to me. If I miss out on him, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life!"

Jiang Moli said, relieved, "That’s good. Marriage determines the course of your future, and it’s the only chance you get to choose your own family. It should be your decision to make. If you want to get married, then get married."

Qian Ling nodded happily, then added, "Moli, Jingrui and I have already talked about it. We’d like to ask you to be our witness at the wedding. Would you be willing?"

"Have you set a date for the wedding?"

"Sometime in May, probably. We still need to discuss the exact date."

Jiang Moli clicked her tongue. "May, huh... I might not be able to make it then. But don’t worry, I’ll give you a big red envelope in advance. Or if there’s a wedding gift you want, just name it. I can’t promise I can afford it, though."

Qian Ling was puzzled. "Why not? Do you have something going on in May?"

"Me? I’m going to join my husband at his post. We probably won’t be able to see each other much after this."

Jiang Moli said it with a smile, but Qian Ling’s face fell into a puppy-dog expression, her eyes filled with reluctance and sadness.

"When are you leaving?"

Jiang Moli thought for a moment. "Next month, I think."

"That soon? Will you be able to come back for my wedding?"

As soon as she asked, Qian Ling quickly tapped her own head. "I’m being silly. Menghai is so far away; a round trip would be exhausting and expensive. Moli, it’s okay. Even if we can’t see each other often anymore, we can write letters! I’ll mail you some wedding candy then."

Jiang Moli smiled and agreed.

The travel fare and distance weren’t the issue. If she were still in this world, she would definitely come back for Qian Ling’s wedding.

But she feared that by then, she would have already returned to her original world.

"Lingling, you and Doctor Wen have to be good to each other and be happy."

Jiang Moli lightly put an arm around her friend’s shoulder, offering her sincerest blessings.

Qian Ling nodded earnestly. "Okay. You too. Be happy and blissful with Camp Commander Lu."

...

KNOCK, KNOCK.

Yang Lijiong looked up and saw Jiang Moli at the office door, a flash of surprise and joy in her eyes.

"Come in."

Jiang Moli entered with a wide smile. "Am I interrupting?"

Yang Lijiong gestured for her to close the door, then stood up to pour her some water.

"Oh, right. I have some coffee. Would you like some?"

"Sure! I’d love to see what coffee made by Vice Yang tastes like."

Jiang Moli propped her chin on her hands like a small child waiting for candy, looking inexplicably well-behaved.

A faint smile touched Yang Lijiong’s lips. As she prepared the coffee following the steps Chen Lan had taught her, she asked with concern, "Have the arrangements for the old master’s funeral been taken care of?"

Jiang Moli selectively recounted the story to Yang Lijiong, mentioning the division of the family assets and the brothers’ arrangements for Zhu Huanghua’s support.

By the time she finished, the coffee was ready, and its distinct, rich aroma filled the entire office.

Yang Lijiong brought the coffee to her. "Give it a try."

Jiang Moli didn’t rush to drink the coffee. Instead, she studied the cup carefully. "The cup is quite pretty."

It had a funnel shape and was made of thin porcelain. The cup and saucer were covered in colorful, hand-painted enamel, shimmering like a work of art.

Yang Lijiong looked at her, a hint of indulgence in her eyes. "If you like it, you can take a set home. I happen to have an extra."

Jiang Moli blinked. "Do you know why the coffee cups came in a set of two?"

Yang Lijiong raised an eyebrow. "Good things come in pairs?"

Jiang Moli shook her head and asked Yang Lijiong to take out the other cup.

Jiang Moli poured half of the coffee into the other cup, handed it to Yang Lijiong, and said:

"Coffee’s only fun when you drink it with someone."

Yang Lijiong chuckled lightly. "Alright, then I’ll keep it here. You can come over whenever you want a drink."

"Okay."

Jiang Moli took a sip of coffee and smacked her lips. "It seems a little sweet."

"Sweet? I only put in one sugar packet."

Yang Lijiong took a sip herself, her brow furrowing slightly.

She didn’t actually like the bitterness of coffee; she had only bought it and brought it back from the Capital because she thought Jiang Moli might like it.

She looked up and met Jiang Moli’s smiling, sparkling almond eyes.

"It’s sweet because you’re the one who made it."

Yang Lijiong chuckled and swirled the cup. "It can’t be as sweet as your words."

As they drank their coffee, Jiang Moli told Yang Lijiong that she was resigning.

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