No matter how slow Yang Lifen was, she could at least detect the scent of tea.

She frowned and looked at Qiu Yin, not understanding what had happened to Qiu Yin, who usually acted so kind and good in front of her.

Song Yun didn't want to pay any more attention to Qiu Yin, and there was no point in explaining anything to someone like her. She said to Yang Lifen, "I'm going to leave first. I'll be home today. You can come see me when you're free."

After saying that, he looked at He Changzheng again and said, "I heard about your application for transfer. I have some personal advice on this matter. If you want to hear it, you can come to me when you are free."

He Changzheng tried to look calm and composed, smiling and nodding, "Okay."

After Song Yun finished speaking, under Qiu Yin's puzzled gaze, she walked to the jeep she had driven. After getting in, she rolled down the window and said to Yang Lifen, "Lifen, don't drink too much tea. It's not good for your health. Do you understand?"

Others may not understand the deeper meaning of these words, but Lifen understands what Song Yun means.

When they were in Qinghe Village, Song Yun talked to her about tea.

Yang Lifen nodded, "I understand. Drive slowly."

The car window rolled up and Song Yun drove away calmly.

Qiu Yin stared at the jeep disappearing, stunned. She pointed at the jeep and asked Yang Lifen, "How could she drive? Isn't this a military car? Why is she driving a military car?"

Yang Lifen pulled her arm free from Qiu Yin's grasp and gave a polite yet distant smile. "This car was assigned to her by the military, so of course she's qualified to drive it. Perhaps you don't know this, but Xiaoyun is a regimental-level officer, on par with the Changzheng Army."

What?

Qiu Yin felt that there must be something wrong with her hearing. What did she hear?

This can't be true.

Song Yun looked about the same age as her, and also went to school in Beijing North, so how could she be a regimental-level officer? And she was at the same rank as He Changzheng, this—

Qiu Yin shook her head, "How is that possible? She's still a student!"

Yang Lifen said, "Xiaoyun is here to audit classes. She only attends one or two classes when she's free." Then she looked directly at Qiuyin and said, "I feel like you seem a little hostile towards Xiaoyun. Why?"

He Changzheng frowned and looked over when he heard this.

Qiu Yin's face froze, and she immediately denied it, "No, you're overthinking it. How could I possibly have any hostility towards her? She and I just met today."

Whether it was true or not, Yang Lifen had her own judgment in her heart, but she didn't want to argue with Qiu Yin any more, so she just said lightly: "Maybe I'm overthinking it. Okay, let's go."

Yang Lifen got into the jeep and originally planned to sit in the back seat, but now she changed her mind and sat in the passenger seat.

Qiuyin had been asking her about He Changzheng intentionally or unintentionally recently. As they were all adults, everyone knew what this deliberate inquiry meant. After observing for a while, she felt that Qiuyin was a good match, with a decent family background and was interested in He Changzheng, so she was naturally willing to help bring them together.

Now it seems that I was wrong. This girl who seems innocent on the surface may not be that innocent after all.

Qiu Yin saw that Yang Lifen sat in the passenger seat and she had to sit in the back. She was very dissatisfied, but she couldn't show it. She felt so uncomfortable. She also had to pretend to be relaxed and cute and talk to He Changzheng and Yang Lifen along the way, which was also very tiring.

Yang Lifen was considerate, they would meet each other sooner or later, and there was no substantial contradiction between them, so she responded politely to Qiu Yin's talk. He Changzheng was different, he pretended not to hear for eight out of ten times, and for the remaining two times he just said one word, "Hmm".

After Mr. Qiu’s birthday party, Qiu Yin was in no mood to go to school anymore, so she asked Yang Lifen to ask for leave for her.