After walking out of the military camp, Jiang Zhiling and Song Yuzhou remained silent.
Jiang Zhiling secretly looked at his profile, unable to guess what he was thinking.
It wasn't until she stopped that Jiang Zhiling turned to face him: "Sorry, I've caused trouble for you."
Hearing this, Song Yuzhou said seriously: "You are my wife, and I won't allow anyone to bully you."
Jiang Zhining took his hand and reminded: "Sheng Hao is very jealous and has a sense of superiority since he was a child. I used to chase him, so I don't want him now. He is mentally unbalanced. Be careful, lest he He assassinated you."
She remembered that the person Sheng Hao was most jealous of in the article was Song Yuzhou.
Song Yuzhou's eyes flashed with a smile: "Are you concerned about me?"
Jiang Zhiling said coquettishly: "I don't care about you, how can I care about that piece of trash? I've never seen anyone more worthless than him. A guy like this can be the male lead."
"The male protagonist?"
Jiang Zhiling realized that she had said the wrong thing and said with a smile: "I mean, according to his background, he is the standard male protagonist in the story. Unfortunately, his character is too rubbish."
Ever since he spoke harshly to her, Jiang Zhining only felt disgusted with him.
Although Song Yuzhou didn't understand, he didn't ask any more questions.
"Ignore him." Song Yuzhou comforted.
"Yu Zhou, I've known him for a long time, and he belittles me so much, so you don't have any ideas?"
"I don't need to know what kind of person you are from other people's mouths. I have eyes to see and a heart to feel." Song Yuzhou said seriously.
With emotion in her eyes, Jiang Zhiling responded proudly: "I, Jiang Zhiling, am worthy of your love."
"I know."
Being recognized by him, Jiang Zhiling felt sweet in her heart.
Suddenly thinking of something, Jiang Zhiling raised her head: "Yu Zhou, I want to do business."
"Doing business?" Song Yuzhou was puzzled.
Jiang Zhiling nodded: "Yes, I want to do the seasoning business, such as base ingredients for hot pot."
She was worried that he would object because he was worried about not taking good care of Xixi, although even if he objected, she would still do it.
What she decides will not be changed easily.
"Well, just do whatever you want. I support it. Is there enough money in our bankbook? If not, I can think of a way." Song Yuzhou said.
Jiang Zhiling was shocked: "You mean, let me use your savings?"
"Um."
Jiang Zhiling's heart was filled with ripples: "I've never done business, aren't you afraid that I will lose all your savings?"
"Then I'll make more money." Song Yuzhou replied concisely.
Jiang Zhining's eyes suddenly heated up. She had never been trusted so unconditionally by someone.
Opening her hands and throwing herself into his arms, Jiang Zhiling was moved: "Thank you, I have those betrothal gifts, which are enough."
Hearing this, Song Yuzhou hugged her and stroked her head: "No, you keep those betrothal gifts and treat them as your private money. Don't take them out. You are my wife. I support whatever you want to do."
The hand holding his clothes couldn't help but exert force.
After a long time, Jiang Zhiling raised her head and said with crooked eyebrows: "Don't worry, I won't lose money."
Seeing the bright light in her eyes, Song Yuzhou's eyes were gentle: "Well, I am responsible for everything."
Jiang Zhining smiled sweetly: "Okay."
With Song Yuzhou's support, she can do it boldly. She believes that with the help of the knowledge and space she has mastered, the probability of losing money in the base material business is not high.
Watching Song Yuzhou return to the military camp, he was about to go home when he saw Shen Anan appear in sight.
"Contacting two plague gods in a row makes it difficult to go out." Jiang Zhiling was depressed.
When Shen Anan saw her, her eyes taunted: "Why, are you here to find your old man?"
Jiang Zhiling walked past her indifferently.
Shen Anan grabbed her arm unhappily: "Jiang Zhiling, I'm talking to you, what's your attitude?"
"Tsk, tsk, you, a shrewd village woman, should show your brother Sheng Hao."
Looking at the guard not far away, Shen Anan retracted his hand fiercely.
As if thinking of something, Shen Anan said proudly: "Brother Sheng Hao's marriage application has been approved. I will marry him soon and become the battalion commander's wife."
Jiang Zhining's big eyes flashed: "Not the company commander?"
Shen Anan responded arrogantly: "It will be soon. He will be promoted to battalion commander next month. By then, I will be the distinguished wife of the battalion commander."
"The battalion commander is just a non-commissioned officer, but he is still noble? Tsk tsk..."
Seeing the disdain in her eyes, Shen An'an raised her head: "Humph, my man is the battalion commander, and the old man you married is just a soldier, and you still dare to be so presumptuous in front of me. Jiang Zhiling, you'd better not offend me, or I You cannot bear the anger."
Shen Anan's eyes flashed with viciousness. She believed that the old man Jiang Zhiling married had little status in the military. When the time comes, she will let Sheng Hao bully Jiang Zhiling's man.
Then her man will be in a bad mood. I heard that many soldiers are chauvinistic, and they might beat Jiang Zhiling when they get home.
The more he thought about it, the more Shen Anan looked forward to it.
"Ouch, I'm so scared." Jiang Zhiling covered her mouth and snickered, "What if I marry the leader?"
Shen An'an was obviously not dating, so she blurted out: "How dare you, a person like you who doesn't even have a natal family, want to marry the group leader? It's all your dreams. If your man is the group leader, I'll eat shit on the spot."
"Wow~" Jiang Zhiling said with a smile in her eyes, "So sure."
Shen Anan didn't care about her expression. How could Jiang Zhining, a loser like her, marry the group leader?
She married an old man with three children. If the old man was the leader, how could his wife run away.
It must be a poor and incompetent old man who can't keep a woman.
Thinking of this, Shen Anan was secretly proud. In this life, she will definitely step on Jiang Zhiling's head and reach the pinnacle of life.
"Hmph! You took away my twenty years of happy life. When I get married to Brother Sheng Hao, I will make you look good." Shen Anan changed the subject, "If you are willing to kneel down and beg me, I can consider letting you go. .”
Jiang Zhining said coolly: "Remember what I said today."
"I remember it quite clearly. When I become the battalion commander's wife, even if I ask you to kneel down and kowtow, you won't dare to fart."
Shen Anan left this sentence confidently, like a fox wagging its tail, arrogantly walking into the military camp.
Jiang Zhining had a smile in her eyes: "I'm looking forward to your reaction to eating shit on the spot."
As soon as Shen Anan walked into the military camp, she saw Sheng Hao's miserable appearance with a bruised nose and swollen face, and exclaimed: "Brother Sheng Hao, who beat you like this?"
Her voice was loud, causing the soldiers passing by to look at him curiously.
Before he finished speaking, an angry Sheng Hao slapped him in the face: "Shut up."
Shen An'an was beaten until her head was buzzing: "Brother Sheng Hao, I'm sorry, I just care about you."
Sheng Hao walked forward unhappily.
Seeing this, Shen An'an quickly followed him and said shyly: "Brother Sheng Hao, our parents said that tomorrow is a good day and asked us to get the marriage certificate."
Thinking that Jiang Zhiling's man was Song Yuzhou, Sheng Hao became furious and said, "No more!"
Shen Anan's eyes widened in horror: What? No more knots? Then how can she be the battalion commander’s wife!
