Chapter 25 You Must Trust Your Man

"You have a boyfriend?" Yang Zeyan asked casually, holding the paper and looking at its contents.

Du Ruoxia's eyes were fixed on the paper, and she didn't notice the expression on Yang Zeyan's face.

She waved her hand hastily, explaining, "No, it's too early. I don't want to get married yet!"

The original owner of this body has only just turned eighteen. What kind of marriage is this? She's just come of age, and besides, Du Ruoxia is a modern woman. How could she get married so easily? Her career hasn't even started yet!

"No partner? What if they come again next time?" Yang Zeyan pursed his lips and frowned.

Du Ruoxia remained silent; she couldn't just marry anyone she wanted!

"I'll just run away!" Du Ruoxia replied through gritted teeth.

Yang Zeyan looked up and stared intently at her. Du Ruoxia felt guilty. She wasn't a real soldier, so even if she ran away, it shouldn't count as desertion, right?

"Am I not your man anymore?" Yang Zeyan said softly with a smile.

Peng Guobin happened to walk over, and he opened his mouth in shock.

He pointed at Yang Zeyan, "This, Yang Zeyan, you, you!"

Yang Zeyan shot him a cold glare and said, "Shut up!"

Du Ruoxia was still in a daze when Yang Zeyan pulled her to the corner, where they stood face to face.

"Do you need a marriage partner?" Yang Zeyan's voice was gentle, as if he were just showing ordinary concern.

Du Ruoxia shook her head and then nodded, "Indeed, it's quite necessary right now, but I haven't found a reliable person yet."

“Perfect timing, I also need a marriage partner.” Yang Zeyan’s tone suggested that he had solved a major problem.

Du Ruoxia stared at him blankly, "You, you..."

“What I mean is, would you consider me?” Yang Zeyan continued.

Du Ruoxia suddenly realized that they were going to cooperate and get married!

Soon, another question came to her mind, and she hesitated before asking, "But what if you meet a girl you like in the future?"

Yang Zeyan looked at the girl in front of him quietly, a smile on his face, his eyes shining brightly and filled with her.

“I’m penniless right now, so it doesn’t matter if we get divorced in the future. I’m just afraid it will affect you,” Du Ruoxia said, spreading her hands.

“Pursuing love is everyone’s right, and this is a pressing issue for me as well,” Yang Zeyan said, looking quite helpless.

Du Ruoxia opened her mouth but then fell silent. Yang Zeyan, on the other hand, had a very clear understanding of things.

"I'm more reliable than that short, fat guy."

"Being a military family member can protect you."

"I need a wife, you need a man, we need each other."

"After we get married, I will give you all my salary."

"At worst, when we break up, you can still get half of my salary."

"Besides, you saw me naked yesterday, so you need to take responsibility for me."

Yang Zeyan kept telling Du Ruoxia about the benefits, and finally even brought up his innocence.

Du Ruoxia's eyes widened in shock. "I did that to save you!"

“But I’ve lost all my innocence, I can’t go on like this,” Yang Zeyan said, pointing to his chest.

Du Ruoxia opened her mouth but couldn't find a rebuttal. "It's been reform and opening up since then!"

"Okay, it's settled then! The few days that short, fat guy stays in there are enough for me to file a report!" Yang Zeyan was in a great mood.

As Du Ruoxia emerged from the corner, her mind was completely blank. How could she have agreed so easily!

"Yang Zeyan, are you serious?" Peng Guobin asked Yang Zeyan nervously.

“Of course, this is no joke. Xiao Zhao, go back and get me a marriage report.” Yang Zeyan said directly to Xiao Zhao.

"Yes!" Xiao Zhao replied immediately.

"No, Yang Zeyan, how could you get married so casually? You know you can't do this!" Peng Guobin exclaimed anxiously.

"I carefully selected my wife, and you think I'm just anyone?" Yang Zeyan looked at Peng Guobin with a cold gaze.

Peng Guobin waved his hand helplessly and said, "But, you know, my family..."

"What's it to me!" Yang Zeyan interrupted coldly.

Jiang Dezhu's eyes lit up when he heard this. He looked at Du Ruoxia with admiration and said, "Well done!"

Du Ruoxia had a headache. Watching the two arguing, she gently tugged at Yang Zeyan's hand.

Yang Zeyan immediately put away his cold face and resumed his gentle demeanor, "Don't worry about him, he can't interfere with my marriage."

Du Ruoxia was still a little worried; she was concerned that Yang Zeyan might be targeted or treated unfairly.

"Don't worry, boss, I will definitely be a good wife to Yang Zeyan and won't hold him back!" Du Ruoxia boldly assured Peng Guobin.

Peng Guobin was speechless after Du Ruoxia's words, staring at the two of them with wide eyes.

"Yes, my wonderful wife." Yang Zeyan smiled and took Du Ruoxia's hand in return, his tone extremely pleasant.

On the way to the restaurant, Peng Guobin walked ahead, holding his breath.

"Yang Zeyan, why is he so angry?" Du Ruoxia looked at Peng Guobin with a puzzled expression.

Yang Zeyan smiled slightly, clearly in a good mood. "He's probably constipated, don't worry about him."

Du Ruoxia, with crows cawing overhead, actually spouted nonsense, "Otherwise, let's just forget it. It's just a collaboration anyway."

Yang Zeyan's expression changed, and he stood on the road looking at Du Ruoxia with a livid face.

Du Ruoxia quickly explained, "I mean, it can't affect your future; your future is more important."

Yang Zeyan's expression softened slightly upon hearing this. He sighed and said, "He can't affect me. You have to trust your man."

Du Ruoxia's breath hitched. Her man, her man—how come Yang Zeyan was saying those words more and more fluently?

"Mmm." Du Ruoxia nodded, looking embarrassed as if she had done something wrong.

During lunch, Peng Guobin looked at Du Ruoxia and Yang Zeyan with scrutinizing eyes, making Du Ruoxia feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.

After dinner, Jiang Dezhu urged Du Ruoxia to get married quickly and then left.

Yang Zeyan took the bag Zhao Jiajun brought and went to the restroom to change into casual clothes.

He handed the clothes he had changed out of to Zhao Jiajun, gave him a wink, and then Zhao Jiajun pulled Peng Guobin outside.

Yang Zeyan looked completely different after changing his clothes. His resolute face and slightly aloof expression made him look like a handsome man with a cool and aloof demeanor.

"Come on, I'll take you for a walk before we go back." Yang Zeyan took Du Ruoxia's hand.

Du Ruoxia hurriedly pulled it back, but Yang Zeyan looked at her openly and generously.

“If you’re so nervous, Peng Guobin will find out and he’ll report me and make things difficult for me.”

Du Ruoxia quickly looked outside, and sure enough, Peng Guobin was still at the cashier, looking at the two of them with a resentful expression, although she didn't understand where this resentment came from.

As a 21st-century woman, Du Ruoxia couldn't help but think in that direction. Could Peng Guobin be treating her as a rival in love?

Yang Zeyan is quite handsome, Du Ruoxia quickly took his hand, "I'll get used to it!"

Yang Zeyan was in a great mood, and even his gaze towards Peng Guobin became more amiable.

"Report, the meal expenses were paid by that bureau chief through someone." Zhao Jiajun walked over from the cashier.

"Take the money to the police station and ignore it," Yang Zeyan said calmly.

Zhao Jiajun pulled Peng Guobin away quickly, and Du Ruoxia stood at the door until she could no longer see him before she broke free from Yang Zeyan's hand.

Yang Zeyan looked at Du Ruoxia with a half-smile, "Use her and then discard her?"

Du Ruoxia quickly waved her hand, "No, we're not husband and wife yet, let's be careful!"

"Oh, so you're not husband and wife yet?" Yang Zeyan drawled, "Hmm, I understand!"