Married to the Commander in the 80s: The Spoiled Military Wife Is Addicted to Love

[Era + 80s + Military Marriage + Marriage First, Love Later + Regretful Husband + Triplets + Transmigration into a Book]

Shu Wan had worked hard for ten years and finally achieved financial f...

Chapter 48 I think Shu Wan is quite suitable. (2 / 2)

But he is not someone who gives up easily. Since Shu Wan doesn't work, he might as well find someone else.

Political Commissar Lou called Huo Zhengye over.

Huo Zhengye, dressed in a neat military uniform, strode forward and asked, "Political Commissar Lou, have you changed your mind?"

Political Commissar Lou cursed angrily, "Get lost! It's not Monday yet! Come over on Monday and I'll agree immediately!"

"What do you want from me?"

"Regarding the improvement of military uniforms, I have thought about it. Although the higher-ups have chosen us as a pilot site, we should take the lead in commending them. In terms of personnel selection, we can also let the families of soldiers participate. Many people in the compound can make clothes, and some even sell them."

Huo Zhengye: ...Just say Shu Wan's name directly.

Political Commissar Lou coughed lightly and said, "I think Shu Wan is quite suitable."

Huo Zhengye: How could it not be appropriate? You just do as she says.

"Since you have made up your mind, I have no objection." Huo Zhengye said.

"It's like this, I mentioned it to Shu Wan, but she didn't agree." Political Commissar Lou was still a little embarrassed when he said this.

Huo Zhengye was stunned, a little surprised, "Why?"

Political Commissar Lou glanced at Huo Zhengye meaningfully, "Maybe you have some concerns. After all, you are participating as a family member of a soldier."

Huo Zhengye was silent, feeling complicated, angry and frustrated. Did Shu Wan really want to cut off ties with him, even at the cost of giving up her future?

"I can see that Shu Wan wants to participate, but she still refuses. Please persuade her for me."

Huo Zhengye was silent for a while, "I'll make her agree."

"That's fine. I won't take any reports on Monday." Political Commissar Lou joked with a smile.

Huo Zhengye nodded, and the depression that had been weighing on his heart for the past few days suddenly eased away. His mood miraculously improved, and even his frowning brows relaxed.

Political Commissar Lou noticed the change in Huo Zhengye and said, "Tell me the truth, do you regret getting a divorce?"

"Impossible." Huo Zhengye denied it flatly.

His face showed anger of being exposed, stubbornness of refusing to admit it, and confusion of not realizing it, but there was no feeling of powerlessness and anger at not being able to get a divorce.

In Political Commissar Lou's opinion, Huo Zhengye has not yet made up his mind to divorce, or he actually does not want to divorce.

If that’s the case, is it Shu Wan who wants a divorce?

How is it possible? Shu Wan's obsession with this boy has spread throughout the compound. Political Commissar Lou quickly put aside the absurd idea.

On the other side, when Huo Zhengye found someone, Shu Wan was setting up a stall to sell clothes.

Shu Wan held the clothes, gestured left and right, and talked continuously to sell the products to the customers.

Huo Zhengye had never seen Shu Wan so lively. Her smile was so bright and had a magical power that seemed to be glowing and firmly occupied his sight.

The Shu Wan of the past was lazy and gluttonous, with a look of resentment and endless complaints. She was completely different from the lively and positive woman in front of him. She was like a fire, and you could feel her vitality just by looking at her from afar.

Huo Zhengye felt his steadily beating heart suddenly become disordered for a moment.

Shu Wan sold her last piece of clothing, packed up her things, and was about to go home.

Huo Zhengye stretched out his long legs and took the thing from Shu Wan's hand.

"I'll take you home, and then we can talk."

"……All right."

The two walked one after the other. When they got home, Shu Wan asked Huo Zhengye to put his things down and said straight to the point, "Tomorrow is Monday. No need to come and remind me. I've remembered it."