In her previous life, the scumbag faked his death at the border. Deceived by others, she believed her feelings for him were profound. She committed suicide at his grave, following him to the afterl...
Chapter 141 Believe it or not
"Bang!" The kettle in Lin Tingfeng's hand was knocked to the ground, and most of the water in the kettle spilled on him.
The cold wind makes me feel chilled to the bone.
He looked at Zhuang Shihan in front of him, who was holding her chin slightly raised and looking arrogant, waiting for him to admit his mistake like before, and his face became completely gloomy.
He asked coldly, "In the two years you've been in the army, have you ever treated soldiers with frostbite?"
Zhuang Shihan was angry at his cold attitude, so her tone of voice was inevitably a little harsh.
"Why should I personally handle such a minor injury?"
Although she spoke conceitedly, Lin Tingfeng had to admit that she did have the ability and possessed superb medical skills.
Otherwise, even if he wanted to protect her, the thousands of soldiers in the army would never be convinced by her.
It was rare for a woman to have such medical skills, not to mention that she had the courage that was no less than a man's, and her decisiveness made him feel ashamed of himself.
This was exactly what he liked most about her.
In the past, she dared to think and act, was straightforward and romantic, as bright as the moon hanging high in the sky, and as pure as a fairy in the sky without a trace of dust.
She is completely different from those young ladies in the capital who have been kept at home since childhood, whose minds are full of taking care of their husbands and raising children, and who after marriage only become jealous and make a mess in the backyard.
Since when did she become so petty and determined to compete with the Song family?
Looking at Lin Tingfeng's eyes that seemed to be looking at a stranger, Zhuang Shihan bit her lower lip lightly, feeling a little uneasy.
Could it be that she was making too much trouble and touched the bottom line of his tolerance?
That's right. After all, he is the general who has the final say in the army, so we have to give in to him occasionally.
Otherwise, after a long time, even a clay doll will have some temper, not to mention that the man she chose is a grown man who naturally cares more about face.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Shihan couldn't help but soften her attitude and said with concern: "Brother Feng, did I hurt you when I pushed you just now? I was just too angry. I didn't mean to lose my temper with you. Please don't be angry, okay?"
As she spoke, she reached out to grab Lin Tingfeng's sleeve, but he dodged her with a cold face.
Zhuang Shihan missed the target and her heart skipped a beat.
Are you really angry?
Recalling the conversation they had just had, she suddenly squatted down and wiped the hem of Lin Tingfeng's robe with her wide sleeves.
"What are you doing! Get up!"
Lin Tingfeng was startled by this sudden action. When he came to his senses, he quickly bent down and helped Zhuang Shihan up.
When their eyes met, he realized that her eyes had turned red and there seemed to be tears glistening in them.
Seeing her pitiful appearance, the anger in his heart immediately dissipated. He sighed helplessly and said, "I was the one who was splashed with water and almost froze to death. Why are you the first one to feel wronged?"
Zhuang Shihan was amused by this, wiped the corners of her eyes which were not wet, and said angrily: "Brother Feng always makes fun of me."
She leaned against Lin Tingfeng's chest and said with grievance, "Just now I said something I shouldn't have said, and my tone was not good, but does that mean Brother Feng is not wrong?"
"What have I done wrong?"
Hearing this incredibly straight man's words, Zhuang Shihan suppressed the urge to curse and said in a delicate voice, "We clearly agreed before that none of us would mention that unlucky thing again. It hasn't been that long and Brother Feng has completely forgotten it."
Lin Tingfeng frowned, put his hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her away, saying seriously, "Shihan, there are no outsiders here. Tell me the truth, are the people in the kitchen following your instructions?"
Zhuang Shihan's face darkened as well. "Brother Feng, don't you believe me?"
"How could I not believe you? It's just that Chang Jiu has just joined the army and is as timid as a mouse. He has never had any grudges with anyone..."
"So you doubt me?" Zhuang Shihan took two steps back with disappointment in her eyes, her voice full of accusation.
Seeing that her anger didn't seem fake, Lin Tingfeng quickly explained, "It's not that I doubt you. Just now, when he came back, his steps were unsteady. The military doctor took his pulse and said that he hadn't eaten in recent days and was traveling too fast. Many soldiers heard it."
"So?" Zhuang Shihan pinched her palm and said angrily, "I'm a military doctor, not a cook. How can I control whether others eat or not?"
She thought of something and frowned as she asked, "Could it be Song Yanxi, the military doctor who took his pulse?"
Without waiting for Lin Tingfeng to speak, she angrily said, "I knew she wasn't a quiet person. I really couldn't tell. She pretends to be honest on weekdays, but in the end, she's doing these shameful things behind the scenes."
"No, I have to ask her what she wants to do!"
Zhuang Shihan turned around and left, but Lin Tingfeng grabbed her wrist.
She turned around and asked angrily, "Why did Brother Feng stop me?"
Lin Tingfeng almost blurted out: "She is not that kind of person."
"What kind of people?"
Facing Zhuang Shihan's angry eyes, Lin Tingfeng was unable to answer.
He just subconsciously felt that Song Yanxi could not do the things she said.
Given her personality, she would not bother to do that.
Seeing the clue from Lin Tingfeng's hesitation, Zhuang Shihan said in disbelief: "You are in love with her, right?"
Apart from this, she couldn't think of any other possibility.
Lin Tingfeng's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted coldly: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Afraid of hearing from others, he lowered his voice and asked, "Why did I marry her in the first place? Didn't you already know everything?"
Zhuang Shihan just stared at him without saying anything.
After the two of them were together, she did send someone back to Beijing to investigate and got an answer that satisfied her.
But she knew men too well.
I always keep looking at what’s in the pot while eating from my bowl, and I never learn to be content.
If Song Yanxi had always stayed in the backyard, never going out of the house and just being a feudal woman who only buried her head in embroidery, she believed that even if Lin Tingfeng was very hungry, he would never be interested in her.
After all, people who have tasted something new will never go back to eating plain rice.
But now Song Yanxi's personality has changed drastically. In the past two months, she has become the talk of the town in Beijing. She is no longer the same as before.
What's more, they are nominally a couple now, so it is entirely possible that she could make him lose his mind.
Meeting her scrutinizing gaze, Lin Tingfeng asked instead of answering, "Shihan, don't you think there's even this little bit of trust between you and me?"
Zhuang Shihan said coldly: "Of course I want to believe Brother Feng."
To believe means to not believe.
Lin Tingfeng felt an inexplicable surge of anger in his heart, and said impatiently: "I have said what I need to say, it's up to you whether you believe it or not."
He turned around to leave, but Zhuang Shihan grabbed his sleeve.
She said, "Why are you so anxious? I know you can't possibly have any feelings for Song Yanxi. If you had any thoughts, you would have already thought of them. There's no need to wait until today."
Lin Tingfeng looked at her seriously, with inquiry in his eyes.
If she knew all this, why was she making such a fuss?
Zhuang Shihan chuckled softly, stretched out her hands to climb onto his neck, and said in a delicate voice, "Brother Feng is the general of Anguo. I don't know how many women are lining up to be his wife. How could you have such inappropriate thoughts about a woman who cheated on you?"
When he heard the word "cuckold", Lin Tingfeng's face suddenly darkened, with raging anger burning in his eyes.
Zhuang Shihan still felt it was not enough and said indignantly, "Although we are both women, she really went too far this time. You haven't even divorced yet, and she swaggered into the city with His Royal Highness Prince Jin.
If you don’t know, you might think they are the two…”
"Shut up!" Lin Tingfeng interrupted her unbearably.
He warned in a deep voice: "I don't want to hear this kind of words a second time."
Zhuang Shihan's expression suddenly turned ugly. "Lin Tingfeng, what do you mean?"