Shen Anan ran out of the military camp in embarrassment. Jiang Zhiling looked at Sheng Hao and laughed: "You can even kill your own fiancée. You have such a dark heart."
"It was not my intention to get engaged to her." Sheng Hao said, looking at Jiang Zhiling.
Jiang Zhining sneered: "I cut off the relationship when I saw her causing trouble. I was really blind before."
Seeing her talk about the past calmly, Song Yuzhou knew that she had really let go of Sheng Hao.
As for Sheng Hao...
Song Yuzhou's eyes flashed: "You haven't run around yet."
Hearing this, Sheng Hao took a deep look at Jiang Zhiling, and then started running in circles.
After the annoying person left, Jiang Zhiling said coquettishly, "My legs hurt."
"What's wrong?" Song Yuzhou's eyes flashed with concern.
"I just kicked Shen An'an and used a little strength." Jiang Zhiling responded delicately, "Captain Song, can you hold me for a while?"
The soldiers' eyes lit up when they heard this, and they all looked expectantly at Song Yuzhou, who was always serious and always had a cold face.
Song Yuzhou was embarrassed, with a suspicious blush on his ears.
Seeing the soldiers watching the show, Song Yuzhou shouted: "Turn back!"
The soldiers who heard the order turned around in unison.
Jiang Zhiling looked at him with interest, curious about what he would do.
The next second, Song Yuzhou bent down obediently and picked her up directly.
Jiang Zhiling is wearing a long skirt today, so she won't be exposed.
Jiang Zhiling hugged his neck and looked at him with a smile in her eyes.
She actually wanted to know if she was an exception for someone as serious and serious as him.
The soldiers watched in shock as Song Yuzhou hugged Jiang Zhiling and left, their eyes filled with disbelief.
"You can hug me if I ask you to, and you won't be afraid that your subordinates will laugh at you for being a henwife." Jiang Zhining teased.
"Love your wife, you have a future." Song Yuzhou said calmly.
Jiang Zhiling tightened her arms and gave him a kiss on the cheek: "This is your reward."
Song Yuzhou's face turned red and he silently quickened his pace.
Sheng Hao, who was running laps not far away, saw this scene and his eyes burst with anger.
Jiang Zhiling has been hanging around him for so many years, and he can't accept that she suddenly clings to another man.
In particular, he felt that Jiang Zhiling did not marry Song Yuzhou just to anger him.
Circle after circle, when Sheng Hao finally finished the lap, he was panting from exhaustion.
"Sheng Hao." A rich voice sounded.
Sheng Hao raised his head, saw the person coming, and immediately saluted with a military salute: "Chief!"
The chief came to him, put his hands behind his back, and said seriously: "I heard that your wife came to make trouble in the army today?"
"She is not my wife, she is not married yet." Sheng Hao's heart thumped and he quickly denied it.
"You have filed a marriage report before, just with her. You are only running for the battalion commander, but you are talking about being a prospective battalion commander and letting others think." The chief scolded.
An alarm bell rang in Sheng Hao's heart: "Chief, that woman is a country woman."
"She is still a shrewd village woman. She even scolded Yu Zhou's wife and threw dirty words. So we decided internally to cancel your opportunity to run for battalion commander this time and wait until next time."
The chief patted him on the shoulder and then turned around.
Sheng Hao's face turned pale: "Chief, this is her fault and has nothing to do with me."
"You are engaged, and you are one. Sheng Hao, you must keep your eyes peeled when marrying a wife." The chief said earnestly, "I think someone like Yu Zhou's wife is fine. I heard that she often brings meals."
After speaking, the chief turned and left.
Sheng Hao didn't expect that when Shen Anan came to make trouble in the military camp, he would lose the position of battalion commander that was easily available to him.
His dislike for her increased rapidly.
"Damn Shen Anan still wants to marry me, no way!" Sheng Hao said angrily.
The chief's last words were more like a slap on his face.
Because that was the woman he wanted to break off the engagement with.
The more he thought about it, the more Sheng Hao disliked Shen An'an.
In the office, Song Yuzhou carried her to the table.
Then he squatted down.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Zhiling was surprised.
"Isn't it painful? I'll rub it for you." Song Yuzhou looked abnormal, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.
Jiang Zhiling chuckled: "Fool, I don't feel any pain, I'm not that squeamish. I just want Sheng Hao to understand that I am a woman he can't reach."
During this time, after seeing Sheng Hao's behavior, she knew that he was mentally unbalanced and felt that she, Jiang Zhiling, should surround him.
As a result, he became possessive of her.
Song Yuzhou heard this and rubbed her hair: "My wife is so smart."
"Do you think I'm bad because I insist on her eating shit? Even though it just ends up throwing urine."
She really didn't want to see the scene of eating Xiang in public for fear of being disgusted.
"No, she brought it upon herself." Song Yuzhou said calmly, "There is no need to be kind to the enemy, especially if she wants to kill you. To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself."
Jiang Zhiling hugged his neck with a sweet smile: "Husband is right."
Song Yuzhou looked at her smiling face and was glad that Sheng Hao did not have such a blessing.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Zhiling returned home.
The sun wasn't very bright when I went out, but when I came back it was very hot, and Jiang Zhiling was sweating all over.
As soon as he walked into the house, he saw that Song Chen and Song Ye had just finished cleaning.
"You are so diligent." Jiang Zhiling exclaimed.
I saw Song Chen and Song Ye cleaning the house inside and out, making the whole house look very clean.
Song Ye scratched his head in embarrassment after being praised.
"Do you often do this?" Jiang Zhiling was curious.
Song Ye nodded: "I used to live in my hometown with...my mother, and my brother and I did all the work at home."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhiling thought of the Douyin she had seen before and said with appreciation: "You two have a lazy mother, that's why you become so good."
Song Chen raised his head: Is he excellent?
Song Ye smiled even brighter, feeling the joy of being encouraged and praised.
Jiang Zhiling returned to the kitchen and took out two watermelons that she had planted before from the space while no one was around.
When he was cutting the watermelon in half, Song Chen happened to come into the house on something.
"Song Chen, come here." Jiang Zhiling called.
Song Chen walked up to her, with no emotion on his face: "Is something wrong?"
Picking up half of the watermelon, Jiang Zhiling handed it to him: "This is for you."
"Me?" Song Chen looked at her in confusion, "Why did you give me watermelon?"
"Of course it's a reward for you." Jiang Zhiling explained with a smile, "You clean the house, which saves me from cleaning, and it is also a way to share my worries. So, of course I want to express my gratitude. Take it."
Song Chen looked at the watermelon, then looked at Jiang Zhiling's face, and said for the first time: "Thank you."
