An Moxue and Zhang Jing's conversation didn't last long, as they were both busy with the case and time was of the essence. When he saw An Moxue out, he saw Wu Sicheng standing at the door, looking inside.

Zhang Jing stopped An Moxue, who was about to leave, and asked in a low voice, "What's your relationship with that Commander Wu's grandson?"

An Moxue didn't react for a moment and reflexively asked, "What?"

"Hey! The one waiting for you at the door. Don't tell me you don't know his background?" Zhang Jing gestured to An Moxue with his eyes.

An Moxue smiled and said, "I know, it's still in the evaluation stage."

Zhang Jing looked at her with a serious expression and said, "Yes, investigate carefully. Our entire Lion Corps is your backing. Don't be afraid of him. If he doesn't work out, we'll find someone else. Don't compromise yourself, understand?"

"I'll listen to Political Commissar Zhang," An Moxue said ingratiatingly.

Zhang Jing glanced at her, smiled somewhat helplessly, and instructed, "If it's settled, bring her back to the Lion Troupe and let the uncles and elders see her. Let them know that we also have a family, and that we are not someone that just anyone can bully."

"Hmm, not that fast, it's a long way off!"

Hearing her say that, Zhang Jing's mood brightened, and he continued, "That's good. Girls should be more reserved and not let others look down on them."

An Moxue realized that Uncle Zhang was using himself as the standard; poor Wu Sicheng.

"Political Commissar Zhang, I'm leaving now. But if I have time, I won't leave and I'll come to see you again."

Zhang Jing waved to her and said, "Okay, let's go! Let's go back and have a good meal first, then get a good night's sleep."

As An Moxue turned around, she whispered, "Thank you, Uncle Zhang." Her voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear her. Then she strode towards Wu Sicheng and never looked back.

Xiao Nanqi came out, patted Zhang Jing on the shoulder, and asked, "Are you sure? Are you relieved?"

Zhang Jing was still gazing in the direction where An Moxue had disappeared, his voice almost a murmur: "Yes. The student surpasses the teacher; my old comrade-in-arms has a successor."

*

An Moxue and Wu Sicheng left side by side. An Moxue asked, "Have you found a place to stay?"

Wu Sicheng said, "Okay, the guesthouse. Let's go back and get some sleep first, and I'll go into the mountains with you tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, I'm skipping dinner. I'm going to get a good night's sleep. Don't wake me up tomorrow; I'll wake up naturally."

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

Back at the guesthouse, An Moxue was about to lock the door and go to sleep when someone knocked on the door.

She opened the door and saw Wu Sicheng standing there with a tray, saying, "Mo Xue, come quickly, I made this dish with the fish I caught. Eat it before you go to sleep."

An Moxue asked in surprise, "When did you do that?"

Wu Sicheng carried the tray into the house, saying as he walked, "When you went to the police station, I prepared this for you. Come on, eat it while it's hot, and see if it suits your taste."

He used seven not-so-large fish to make three dishes and a soup: steamed, braised, crispy, and a soup.

The aroma was enticing, and the sight of the dishes was incredibly appetizing. An Moxue hadn't planned on having dinner, but the sight of the food made her want to eat again.

"I feel like your cooking skills have improved again!" An Moxue exclaimed, looking at the dishes.

Wu Sicheng handed her a pair of chopsticks and a bowl of rice, and said with a smile, "Don't just feel it, try it."

An Moxue took the bowl and chopsticks and said, "Let's eat together."

"Okay!" You could clearly feel his good mood. This was the first normal meal the two of them had together after several years apart.

Wu Sicheng first ladled out a large bowl of fish soup and placed it in front of her, saying, "Warm your stomach first, and see if the fish soup at noon tastes better or the fish soup now tastes better?"

An Moxue picked up a spoon, took a spoonful, her eyes lit up, swallowed it, and said, "It's a little different from what I had at noon, but it tastes good too. Your cooking skills have improved!"

He was even happier to receive the woman's approval and said, "Thank you for your approval, Comrade An. Eat as much as you like. You've suffered these past few days."

An Moxue felt a little guilty and didn't dare to answer. She was a little frightened, but she really didn't suffer. She was well-fed and well-drinked, but she just couldn't get out quickly.

Seeing that she didn't speak and just ate in silence, Wu Sicheng thought she was thinking about the bad memories of the past few days and was blaming himself for saying the wrong thing. So he picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks and put it in An Moxue's bowl, saying, "Try this crispy fish. This fish is a bit big. I don't know if it's been marinated well. It wasn't marinated for a bit too short a time."

"Okay, you should eat too. Don't just focus on me, or I won't enjoy my meal." An Moxue picked up the fish he had put on her plate, put it in her mouth, and after finishing, she looked at him with a smile and said, "I wish I could put you in my pocket and take you with me!"

Wu Sicheng looked at her, puzzled. She said, "That way, I can eat your cooking whenever I want!"

He beamed and asked, "You really love my cooking?"

"Mmm! It tastes better and better, and it tastes like home, it's so comforting." After An Moxue finished speaking, she lowered her head to pick up the food in her bowl, but she didn't see the heartache in Wu Sicheng's eyes.

"Eat more." Wu Sicheng said, picking up another piece of steamed fish belly with his chopsticks and placing it in An Moxue's bowl.

She still had food in her mouth, and when she saw him putting more food on her plate, she quickly said, "You eat too, don't put any more on my plate."

Seeing her eating with relish, Wu Sicheng said with a satisfied look, "I eat fast, I won't go hungry, you eat." After saying that, he picked up another piece of fish belly with his chopsticks and put it in her bowl.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, An Moxue simply stopped trying and focused on eating, letting him do whatever he wanted!

While picking out fish for An Moxue, Wu Sicheng ate his own meal, busy and happy!

He cherished every single moment of this feeling of having regained what he had lost.

The experience of losing and then regaining her made him see his own heart more clearly. It wasn't that she couldn't live without him, but that he couldn't live without her.

He wanted to cherish every moment he could spend with her.

An Moxue finished eating first, put down her chopsticks and bowl. He knew her appetite and knew she was full.

He then asked, "How is it? Is there anything that needs improvement?"

An Moxue considered it seriously, then looked at him and said, "Hmm? You need to figure out how to come to my side, otherwise I won't be able to eat your cooking!"

"This is a bit difficult! Your security clearance level is much higher than mine, I can't do it! However, if we get married, I need to work hard to improve my military rank so that we can get a bigger house and it will be easier for us."

An Moxue rolled her eyes at him. "A wedding where the bride can't be there? What a pipe dream!"

Neither of them said anything explicitly, but Wu Sicheng knew that she was telling him that she would still be abroad for some time to come and wouldn't be able to come back.

However, it was enough to make him happy. She was no longer opposed to marrying him, and marriage was only a matter of time.

Wu Sicheng looked at An Moxue with surprise and delight, "Moxue, does this mean you've agreed to marry me?"