The Reformed Heiress Is Too Delicate, and the Stoic Officer Pampers Her Every Night

In 1975, fallen heiress Ye Miao was sent to a family compound in a northwestern military district for “reform through labor.”

The man assigned to keep an eye on her was Zhou Rui, a thirty-year-old bachelor and regiment commander. With a cold expression, he laid down the rules: “Get up at seven. Don’t wander off. Understood?”

Ye Miao gritted her teeth. “Understood!”

Three months later, she had gone from barely being able to lift a finger to becoming a capable homemaker.

But Zhou Rui could no longer hold back. The cold-faced King of Hell by day pinned her against an earthen wall by night.

Ye Miao looked at him coolly. “Commander Zhou, didn’t you say you were on a mission?”

He replied, “My orders are to keep you under close watch. I’m just… carrying them out thoroughly.”