Chapter 227 Gu Beixiao's jealousy is impossible to hide!

While toasting the groom's comrades with the bride and groom, Chu Jingya suddenly felt a gaze that almost burned through her back.

That gaze was too direct, too intense, carrying an undisguised aggressiveness.

Holding her wine glass, she subconsciously followed that gaze back.

In the noisy crowd, she met a pair of eyes.

He was a young man in a brand-new military uniform, with the rank of lieutenant on his shoulders; he was the groom Yun Mu's comrade-in-arms.

He was tall and handsome, and he was staring intently at her, his bright black eyes filled with undisguised amazement and...pursuit.

Chu Jingya felt a little uncomfortable being stared at and subconsciously avoided that gaze.

Unexpectedly, after the newlyweds finished toasting and left, the deputy battalion commander actually took his own rice bowl and squeezed to sit down next to Chu Jingya.

"Hello, my name is Zhang Zhen, and I'm Yun Mu's comrade-in-arms. You must be Comrade Jingya? I often hear Yang Yiyi mention you."

The man spoke, his voice loud and clear, carrying the characteristic straightforwardness of a soldier.

"Hello." Chu Jingya nodded politely, then looked down to pick up a piece of braised pork from a distance.

Before she could even reach out with her chopsticks, the biggest and fattest piece of braised pork fell into her bowl.

"Eat more, you're too thin," Zhang Zhen said with a simple, honest smile.

Upon seeing this, the military wives at the same table immediately started to tease them.

"Wow, Zhang, you're quite something, being so proactive!"

"Jingya, our Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang is a model soldier in the military region. He has good character, is highly capable, and is still single!"

Chu Jingya's cheeks instantly flushed. Holding her chopsticks, she was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to eat or not, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"Thank you, I can do it myself," she said softly.

However, Zhang Zhen's enthusiasm seemed to have no end.

One moment they were serving her soup, the next they were putting food on her plate; soon the small bowl was piled up into a small mountain.

Chu Jingya glanced at Gu Beixiao, the only familiar face on the table, as if seeking help, hoping he could help her out of this predicament.

To everyone's surprise, Gu Beixiao was looking down, slowly and methodically dismantling a crab, as if everything around him was irrelevant.

However, the hands holding the crab legs, with their distinct knuckles, were so strong that the knuckles were taut.

The atmosphere at the table grew increasingly lively. Amidst the cheers and jeers of his comrades, Zhang Zhen picked up his wine glass and stood up.

"Comrade Jingya, let me toast you! Thank you for taking such good care of Yiyi!"

These words were so well-chosen that Chu Jingya had no way to refuse. She had no choice but to pick up the orange juice in front of her and say, "I don't drink alcohol, so I'll use water instead."

"It's alright, it's alright, we're so close, let's drink it all in one go!" Zhang Zhen tilted his head back, downed the liquor in his glass, and then looked at her with his incredibly bright eyes.

Chu Jingya was caught in a dilemma and had no choice but to bite the bullet and drink a sip of orange juice.

Gu Beixiao took in all of this out of the corner of his eye.

The crab in his hand made a cracking sound as he squeezed its shell.

He finally finished dissecting the crab meat, but instead of eating it himself, he placed it heavily on the plate in the center of the table, making a dull thud.

Everyone at the table glanced at him subconsciously, only to see that he remained as indifferent and lazy as ever.

Zhang Zhen's enthusiasm was completely ignited. He felt even more passionate when he saw Chu Jingya's rosy cheeks as she was teased by everyone.

"Comrade Jingya," he raised his glass again, "do you have time after dinner? I heard the beach behind the military region is beautiful. Shall I take you for a walk?"

These words were no longer a hint, but a blatant invitation.

The military wives at the table burst into knowing laughter, their eyes full of mischief as they looked at Chu Jingya.

Chu Jingya was so embarrassed that she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

She was about to speak, to refuse in the most tactful way.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Gu Beixiao slammed the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table.

He stood up.

His tall figure exuded an extremely strong sense of oppression, suppressing all the noise from everyone present.

He didn't even glance at the dumbfounded Zhang Zhen, but walked straight to Chu Jingya's side, grabbed her wrist with a force that was irresistible.

“Sorry,” he raised an eyebrow at the bewildered Zhang Zhen, his handsome face carrying a hint of nonchalant roguishness, “she’s not available today.”

"You have to come with me to the hospital."

Before he finished speaking, he had already grabbed Chu Jingya, who was still in a daze, and turned to walk out of the cafeteria.

He was incredibly strong and walked very fast. Chu Jingya, wearing small leather shoes, was practically dragged along by him, staggering as she followed behind.

Everyone in the cafeteria was stunned by this sudden scene.

All that remained were a table full of bewildered guests, and Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang, who stood frozen in place, holding a wine glass.

It wasn't until Gu Beixiao dragged her outside the cafeteria and the cool sea breeze of the night blew on her that Chu Jingya suddenly came to her senses.

She was both ashamed and angry, and forcefully shook off his hand.

"Gu Beixiao, what are you doing! What's wrong with you!" Her chest heaved with anger. "Who wants to go to the hospital!"

Gu Beixiao stopped and turned around.

He put his hands in his pockets and leaned casually against a coconut tree, the dim streetlights casting a long shadow of his tall figure.

He glanced at her, his lazy demeanor, coupled with the unique tone of a young master from the capital, was simply infuriating.

"You were laughing like a flower in there just now. I was afraid you were so happy that you might have a mental breakdown."

He spoke slowly, each word laced with sarcasm.

"I'll take you to get checked out, just in case you get infected."

"You!" Chu Jingya was so angry at his words that she almost couldn't breathe.

She'd seen unreasonable people before, but never anyone this unreasonable!

She clenched her fists, about to rush up and argue with him, but suddenly froze.

The streetlights weren't very bright, but they were enough for her to see clearly that the man in front of her, despite saying the most sarcastic things and acting extremely arrogantly, had ears that were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

That unnatural red color stood out starkly against her fair skin, and was also unusually... cute.

All of Chu Jingya's anger vanished the moment she saw that splash of red.

My heart skipped a beat without warning.

Just as she was staring blankly at his reddened ears, her mind a complete blank, a series of urgent shouts suddenly came from the canteen, and a young military wife rushed out in a panic.

"Something terrible has happened! Someone come quick! Sister Xu is having terrible stomach pains, it looks like she's going into labor!"