Pampered By All In Different Planes

"All right, you two can go in now. Once inside, someone will assign you a place based on your skills, and then you can work to earn food, water, and a place to live," the staff member handed them each a signed form.

This form dispelled Su Mingzhu's freshly born feelings of jealousy as she clutched the paper and suddenly felt deflated.

Indeed, she and her mother were now just two helpless and weak women. As for seeking Su Zhiruan, Mingzhu knew it was improbable. She had always considered herself a noble and proud person. If she were to humble herself and ask Su Zhiruan for help now, it would also strike a blow to her pride.

However, she also knew that given the current circumstances, she would likely never surpass the achievements of Su Zhiruan in this lifetime.

Thinking this, Su Mingzhu suddenly felt even more dejected. What did the small favors at home amount to now?

Although she had had a more comfortable life than Su Zhiruan for the past 20 years, a natural disaster had crushed all her prideful assets. In contrast, Su Zhiruan had established a base through her own efforts, providing many people with a safe place to live.

"Mingzhu, let's go inside. If not today, perhaps we can ask your younger sister another day to see if she can find us a good place to stay and a good job. At least, it would prevent us from living like we did before," Su Mingzhu's mother gently patted her shoulder, her heart filled with discomfort and sentiment, and at that moment, it was full of regrets.

If only they had treated Su Zhiruan a bit better back then, even just a little bit, they wouldn't have to lower themselves so much now but could proudly boast about being the mother and sister of the base leader.

But now, the bond between her and her daughter Su Zhiruan was long severed. Su's mother knew that even if she begged Su Zhiruan, it wouldn't yield much.

Living like they were now was already much better than the days of distress spent under others' roofs.

"Let's go inside first." Su Mingzhu suppressed her jealousy, and following the instructions on the form, she walked further inside.

*

Evening.

After a busy day, Su Zhiruan finally saw her boyfriend again.

Now, though they lived together and were no more than 10 meters apart every day, they were so busy that they hardly saw each other, each of them working in different areas to build the base.

When Su Zhiruan returned, Wen Qingyu took the coat she had taken off, hung it on a hook on the wall, then extended his arms and wrapped them around Su Zhiruan's waist from behind. "So tired."

"I missed you so much."

He murmured softly in Su Zhiruan's ear. She patted his hand placed on her abdomen and sighed deeply, "We definitely need to take a proper vacation soon."

"Agreed," Wen Qingyu nodded in agreement.

Then, as if he remembered something, he suddenly let go of Su Zhiruan, held her hand, and spoke carefully, "Today, while I was reviewing newcomers, I saw two familiar people... I think I need to tell you about it."

"Did you see my mother and Su Mingzhu?" Su Zhiruan guessed from his tone.

"How did you know?" Wen Qingyu was a bit surprised.

Seeing his astonished expression, Su Zhiruan just smiled silently, turned around, and snuggled into his chest, face to face.

"What do you plan to do?" Wen Qingyu hugged her and moved to the sofa, asking for Su Zhiruan's opinion, "If you don't like them, should we send them away?"

Su Zhiruan had started the base with great effort and helped many people, but everything depended on her personal achievements. If she disliked someone or something, it was entirely up to her. In this place, her domain, she had the highest authority.

"Let's just keep them," Su Zhiruan sat beside him and sighed, "I haven't seen them since the murder. Keeping them under my eye and making them work could be manageable, just treat them as ordinary people."

"Okay." Wen Qingyu, tired from a long day, finally felt at home, holding her as drowsiness overwhelmed him. He buried his head in Su Zhiruan's shoulder, his muffled voice coming through the fabric, "I want to rest."

"Let's rest together." Su Zhiruan was also tired.

So, the couple went back to their room, covered themselves with the blanket, and fell asleep.

Recently, the temperature had shown signs of rising.

At two o'clock in the morning.

Su Zhiruan was woken up by the heat.

She opened her eyes, touched her neck, and found it covered in sweat.

Even the hair near her temples was wet.

Having kicked the blanket aside, she picked up her mobile phone from the bedside to check the time.

Wen Qingyu's breaths were shallow; he was still asleep. She got out of bed quietly, put on her slippers, and went out to drink some water.

In the past few days, the dense fog had gradually cleared, and the temperature continued to rise.

The snow on the mountains had almost melted. When Su Zhiruan had designed the base's blueprint, she had set places with more snow to become reservoirs. Coupled with the terrain, the melted snow water was stored in these reservoirs.