"Oh, who do we have here? It's Sister Li from the logistics department." Zhang Qian sneered. "What, so eager to curry favor with the new master? She's a capitalist's daughter; a little bit of her money could feed your family for half a month, right?"

"You!" Li Xiumei's face turned pale with anger. "You're talking nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense? She just came out of your house empty-handed. What, she took something good and came out to bite someone else?"

"That's right, a lapdog!"

The women burst into laughter.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Seeing that Li Xiumei was trembling with anger, Su Tang gently patted her arm, signaling her to calm down.

This is a minor incident; her friends don't need to stand up for her.

She stepped forward, her gaze slowly sweeping from Zhang Qian's lightly made-up face to the gloating expressions on the faces of her companions.

"Who do we have here?"

"So it was some comrades from the cultural troupe, discussing new directions for artistic work?"

She smiled slightly, but the smile was devoid of any warmth.

"Is this the kind of new program you use to enrich the cultural life of the military region and raise the ideological awareness of the soldiers, gossiping and making unfounded accusations against military families?"

Zhang Qian was taken aback by Su Tang's unconventional words, her face turning red and white in turns.

She never expected that this seemingly delicate capitalist's daughter would be so quick-witted.

Relying on her father being the deputy chief of staff and used to running rampant in the compound, she immediately sneered and raised her voice even higher.

“We’re stating the facts! How could a shady capitalist’s daughter like you marry a combat hero like Commander Qin!”

"Why should I?" Su Tang raised an eyebrow, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Because my marriage to Qin Ye was arranged by my parents and the matchmaker."

"Just because our marriage application was rigorously reviewed by the organization."

She took another step forward, but her momentum actually subsided.

"What? Do you comrades have a problem with my parents' taste, or do you think that you are better at vetting and deciding on Commander Qin's marriage than the leaders of the division?"

When this serious accusation was leveled, Zhang Qian and the others' expressions immediately changed.

Questioning the organization's decision? Who can bear that charge!

A sharp-faced woman nearby became agitated and started shouting incoherently:

"Don't try to intimidate me with your big accusations! Who knows what underhanded, seductive tricks you used to bewitch Commander Qin!"

"Seductive tactics?"

Su Tang laughed for real this time, her clear laughter ringing out loudly in the air.

"Comrade, your ideological awareness is truly advanced."

"In your world, the union between a man and a woman is not based on feelings, character, or compatibility, but entirely on scheming?"

Her tone suddenly shifted, precisely dissecting the other person's sordid thoughts.

"Or is it that because of your limited abilities, you can't come up with anything else besides these petty, underhanded schemes?"

"So you naturally assume that everyone in the world is like you, only capable of resorting to crooked and unethical methods?"

"Because they can't have what they want, they can only resort to such sordid speculations to comfort their pathetic jealousy. Tsk tsk, how pathetic."

"You...you're spouting nonsense! You're talking rubbish!"

Zhang Qian was so angry that her face turned a deep purplish-red. She never expected that all of them combined couldn't out-argue Su Tang.

At this tense moment...

A cool, deep voice, imposing without being angry, rang out behind them.

"What are you doing?"

It's Qin Ye.

He was wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms, and an apron that Su Tang thought was old-fashioned was tied around his waist.

He was also holding a spatula in his hand.