My Niece-in-Law Married Him, The Scheming Officer Went Crazy

In a car accident, Song Yiyi transmigrated into a book, her memories screaming that "the original owner would die miserably for pestering the military officer male lead."

When she was...

Chapter 28 Do you think I can always act good?

Song Yiyi frowned.

She is not the original owner and has no other feelings for Gu Chengze.

But the feeling of being arranged and controlled by others is very uncomfortable.

Song Yiyi actually didn’t quite understand.

Gu Chengze and the original owner have no blood relationship. If they really like each other, why can't they be together?

It's not illegal.

She didn't say anything, which made Song Minghui even more anxious.

He roared softly: "Song Yiyi, why are you so disobedient? You have been well behaved for five years, and I thought..."

Song Yiyi came back to her senses, crossed her arms over her chest, and smiled coldly, "Do you think I can always pretend to be good?"

My heart started to ache again.

Song Yiyi was a little annoyed. The original owner's emotions always influenced her.

But she couldn't go back.

"You're so anxious for me to get married, aren't you afraid that I'll ruin your current life?"

Song Yiyi's eyes flickered slightly, and she spoke quickly, "Dad, have you ever thought about me? Do you know what it feels like to spend your whole life with someone you don't like?"

"You probably haven't thought about it. You just think I'm a nuisance. I have to deal with this trouble as soon as possible so that you can continue to live your good life."

"You just think I should leave this house. You don't want to cover for me anymore. You want to use this method to drive me out, right?"

"you!"

Song Minghui roared angrily, his whole body shaking with anger, and raised his hand to slap Song Yiyi in the face.

Not only did Song Yiyi not hide, she also moved her face forward.

She stiffened her neck, tears silently falling, "Hit me, hit me like that, and you'll have no right to interfere in my affairs from now on!"

Song Minghui's slap didn't land in the end.

Song Yiyi glanced at him calmly and said, "Don't worry, I don't need you to cover for me. No matter what happens in the future, I will bear it myself."

After she finished speaking, she turned and went back to her room.

When Song Yiyi woke up the next day, Cai Mengjun was the only one at home.

"Yiyi, do you want dumplings or red bean porridge?"

Cai Mengjun is still gentle.

It's already eleven o'clock.

In the past, when she slept in, Song Minghui would always scold her or nag her after she got up.

There was no movement at all today.

Song Yiyi smiled and said, "Dumplings, please."

Cai Mengjun is an expert at making dumplings.

Song Yiyi has never liked meat-filled dumplings since she was a child, so Cai Mengjun always makes dumplings with pumpkin and egg filling for her.

In this respect, she is the same as the original owner.

Song Yiyi gave a thumbs-up while eating, "Mom, it's delicious."

The only vegetarian fillings in the military canteen are leeks and eggs.

In this day and age, people are reluctant to add eggs.

The dumplings not only have a strong smell of chives, but also a strange seasoning smell.

Before Gu Chengze came back, Song Yiyi ate there once and never went there again.

Cai Mengjun placed a bowl of dumpling soup in front of her and said softly, "Eat slowly. If it's not enough, mom will make you more."

While Song Yiyi was eating dumplings, Cai Mengjun asked, "Did you have a fight with your dad?"

"Um."

Song Yiyi didn't hide anything, "He asked me to choose, either get married or go home."

Cai Mengjun was silent for a moment before asking softly, "So what do you think?"

Song Yiyi swallowed the dumplings in her mouth and said without thinking: "I'm not going home, I want to stay here."

Cai Mengjun hesitated to speak.

Song Yiyi said directly: "Mom, it's not that I don't want to get married. It's just that I don't have anyone I like right now. As a woman, you should understand that when you get married, you should at least marry someone you like, right?"

Cai Mengjun nodded in agreement, "Yes, that's the basic requirement, but it's best if the other person likes you as well."

She knew too well the feeling of being unloved.

Song Yiyi smelled gossip.

She moved closer to Cai Mengjun with the bowl in hand, sat down next to her, and whispered, "Mom, isn't it enough that I like him? If he can marry me, how could he dislike me?"

Song Yiyi's eyes sparkled.

Cai Mengjun's heart softened when she saw this. She raised her hand to help Song Yiyi tidy up the hair by her ears and said with a smile, "Yiyi, human emotions are limited. If you don't get a response for a long time, that little bit of love will fade away. Mom hopes that you will never understand in this life."

After she finished speaking, she stood up with the empty bowl and went to the kitchen.

Song Yiyi's eyes rolled around.

Finally gave up helplessly.

Unable to get any information out of Cai Mengjun, Song Yiyi planned to go find Gu Chengze.

The main thing is that Song Minghui is back.

She was rebellious and deliberately shouted to the kitchen in front of Song Minghui: "Mom, do you have any dumplings? My brother asked me to bring him food yesterday. He has lost weight from eating the food in the army."

Song Minghui's face turned visibly darker.

But he couldn't say anything in front of Cai Mengjun.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Song Yiyi was very happy.

Cai Mengjun found a cloth bag and put several boxes of dumplings into it.

Song Yiyi looked surprised and said, "Mom, my brother doesn't seem to have such a big appetite."

Cai Mengjun smiled and said, "Your eldest brother and Cen family's Ayue are in the same office. When you go there, give some to your brother Ayue as well."

Song Yiyi's mouth twitched, "Cen Yue?"

Cai Mengjun corrected him, "You should call me brother. Ah Yue is eight years older than you."

As he spoke, Cai Mengjun sighed, "That child has a miserable life too. To be honest, I haven't seen him in several years. When Cheng Ze and I lived in the city, we were neighbors. His mother was a very nice person."

Song Yiyi blinked. "How is his life so miserable? I think he's quite happy, eating three meat dishes by himself."

Last time in Cen Yue’s office, the food was so good that many people wanted to eat but couldn’t.

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