Yan Zhouzhen was so angry that he was panting heavily.

He was furious and cursed, "Yan Lin, you've really made something of yourself! You don't recognize me as your father and want Yan Song to be your dad. Don't you even know where you came from?"

That old bastard Yan Song.

hateful.

Don't think that just because he's a veteran cadre in the military region, he's something special and can compete with Yan Zhouzhen for his son. If he hadn't secretly stepped aside back then and chosen to go to a remote mountain village to build the country, the position of regimental commander would have been taken by someone else.

The deposit slip fell to the ground.

Like weeds, worthless.

He stomped on it and said angrily, "Fine, fine, I, Yan Zhouzhen, am incompetent and eager to be humiliated by my son. I'll just crush it and throw it away, I don't want it anymore."

He's useless anyway.

He's a piece of trash.

What is this amount of money to Yan Lin? Why would he even look at it?

"Don't--"

When Yan Zhouzhen stepped on her, Wang Cuier instinctively reached out to grab him, but the old man kicked her right in the chest, causing her head to hit the wall and bleed profusely.

She felt dizzy and nauseous, but she still managed to lift her swollen eyes and plead in a low voice, "Old man, don't waste our good intentions for our daughter-in-law."

"Does he care?" Yan Zhouzhen felt both heartache and anger.

Seeing Wang Cuier bleeding, the anger that had been choking him slowly subsided. He reached out to help his wife up and sighed silently.

“Let’s go back. Give this to Zhou Wen and ask him to pass it on to Manzhi. I don’t think this girl has a bad heart, otherwise she would have taken the money on the spot,” he said.

After saying that, he pressed down on his wife's bleeding head and sat back on the bed.

Wang Cuier pondered this and realized that the old man's words made sense.

The son resents and hates them, but it's not his fault. If God wants farmers to suffer, there's nothing anyone can do about it.

"Then, can't you see your old comrades-in-arms?" Wang Cuier asked softly.

The old man was extremely excited after receiving Yan Song's call.

He added, "Haha, our son has made something of himself, bringing honor to the Yan family. Even the former communications officer has become a regimental commander. It's his turn to bring me the good news."

In the middle of the night, she dreamt she heard the old man waving his hand and shouting, "Charge! Charge! Damn it! Blow those bastards up!"

Yan Song's phone call awakened the passion deep within his wife's heart. How much she longed to return, how much she longed to rekindle the old friendship with her former comrades-in-arms. As her husband, how could she not understand?

pity……

"See what? A bunch of bastards are trying to steal my son! I want to kill that old dog Yan the moment I see him!" Yan Zhouzhen sneered and shouted angrily.

Seeing that Wang Cuier was reluctant, he softened his tone and said, "If we stay in the city, we will only upset our son. If he is unhappy and we ruin his happy occasion, we will never have peace of mind for the rest of our lives."

These words left Wang Cuier speechless.

yes.

At my age, nothing is more important than my son's wedding.

A green truck was driving on the road.

Yan Lin remained silent the entire way, and the atmosphere in the driver's seat was unusually oppressive.

His face was extremely pale, as if he was organizing his thoughts, or perhaps pondering how to tell Xu Manzhi what was going on. A thousand words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't bring himself to say them.

Under the sunlight, the scars on his cheeks shone, and the black patches were unusually dark, as if they came from his very bones and blended into him.

His skin pores were completely damaged.

A congenital defect combined with acquired trauma creates a natural barrier that prevents him from fully integrating with the world...

"Full of branches—"

He stared ahead, his fingers gripping the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white, revealing his inner turmoil.

"Yes, I'm here." Xu Manzhi nodded.

Her gaze was gentle, without a trace of reproach or questioning, flowing slowly like a gentle stream, instantly easing the man's tense nerves.

Slurp.

The car stopped abruptly on the side of the road.

Yan Lin turned to the woman beside him and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you think I'm heartless? Too cruel to my parents?"

Xu Manzhi leaned forward slightly.

She reached out a hand and gently stroked his face, feeling the lines of the scars. Her eyes were relaxed yet full of love, and then... she shook her head.

"Why?"

Now it was Yan Lin's turn to be surprised.

He thought Xu Manzhi would be frightened by him, that seeing his undignified and intolerant side would scare her away, and that she might even re-evaluate their relationship.

Xu Manzhi smiled, her eyes narrowing.

She tapped her cheek, her eyes alluring, and whispered, "Give me a kiss, and I'll tell you, okay?"

boom.

Yan Lin's last bit of defense vanished in an instant; he was completely subdued by this woman and had no way to deal with her.

You can kiss her on the curb...

He was even driving a military vehicle and wearing a military uniform.

"I've kissed you so many times, but you've never kissed me once. That's not fair. Besides, whether I'm your wife or not, you tell me!" the woman said seriously.

Yan Lin felt a pang in his heart when he saw that she was about to get angry.

He hurriedly leaned over and lightly pecked her cheek.

Lips instantly heated.

Then, my cheeks, neck, and even back were burning hot, making me feel even more breathless than in the midst of gunfire.

He did something truly extraordinary, something unprecedented.

He kissed her!

Once the thought entered his mind, it stirred up lingering warmth, causing his soul to tremble uncontrollably.

Pfft~~

Xu Manzhi chuckled to herself.

She had never met a man more innocent than Yan Lin; he was such a simpleton.

Before Yan Lin could ponder and savor the moment, her fingertip touched his lips. Feeling the warmth of his lips, Xu Manzhi smiled and said, "Let me tell you, if you don't know what others hate, don't advise them to be kind. The first time I saw you, I saw a stubbornness in your eyes that was different from your face."

Once you become attached, your heart will inevitably be wounded.

She had even killed survivors, and her hands were stained with blood. She never tried to fathom the depths of other people's hearts.

“However, I’ve spent a lot of time with you, and I’ve seen you grow like a tree from the depths of the abyss… so your qualities have convinced me, you fool.” She touched his lips.

Yan Lin stood there dumbfounded.

He sat there dumbfounded, feeling as if ants were crawling all over his body. He didn't know if it was the warmth of her fingers that bewitched him or her words that seduce him... A thought as vast as mountains and rivers arose in his mind.

He wanted to hold her, to embrace her, to cup her face in his hands, and to kiss her moist lips with ruthless cruelty.

Bang bang bang.

The moment he raised his hand, a bicycle sped up past the car window, and the rider deliberately rang the bicycle bell.

"Brother Yan, the regimental commander sent me to pick you and your wife up—"

Instantly, Yan Lin looked like he'd been caught doing something wrong, his cheeks turning bright red.

But Xu Manzhi, with her innocent eyes wide open, mischievously said, "What were you thinking about just now? You kept staring at me. I thought you wanted to eat me up~~~"

Awoo.

The kind you can eat in one bite...