Yesterday, Zhou Chengguang finally got his wish and married Chen Yurong. If he still didn't know how much Chen Yurong disliked him after just one night, then he wouldn't deserve to be a battalion commander.

He wasn't the only one from the village who followed the army back then. He knew Liao Meng from the next village was always resentful. But it was no use; his rank was now one level higher than Liao Meng's. There were educated people in the army too, but that didn't matter. The army didn't care about that. But his pride and arrogance were utterly crushed by Chen Yurong last night, leaving not a trace.

The old towel that had accompanied him through countless battles, the one that had once been praised by his superiors and even featured in the newspapers, was tossed aside by Chen Yurong, pinched between two fingers. She complained about his mother's loud smacking of her lips while eating, the unbearable expression on her face making him almost forget how to eat. She also complained that he didn't wash his feet and smelled. So, late at night, on such a cold day, he carried a thermos of water into the bathroom to take a bath.

He finally got into bed, but she wouldn't let him touch this or that. He got angry; he didn't care about those petty quirks. He could indulge her off the bed, but he couldn't tolerate her on the bed.

Unexpectedly, she started crying as soon as I tugged at her pants, without even touching her.

She cried so much that she brought Liu Wenda and her sister Chen Yufen from next door over. About half the lights in the apartment building were on. The other half were people standing in front of her house watching the commotion.

It was Liu Wenda again who had Chen Yufen bring Chen Yurong to their house. Once inside, he talked to himself for a long time, saying things like women need to be coaxed, not forced. He sounded like a complete novice who'd never slept with a woman before. Later, he agreed to Liu Wenda's request, promising not to be arrogant with anyone again.

Chen Yurong, however, stubbornly refused to go back inside. The last time he had been this humiliated was when Feng Lichun accused him of abandoning his wife and children in front of the entire battalion. But nothing compared to this.

Fortunately, Liu Wenda's wife knew how to persuade her. Chen Yurong seemed to have taken some advice to heart, and reluctantly followed him back into the house.

In the morning, she said she wanted to go into the city to take a wedding photo and asked him to wear a military uniform.

Forget about her smiling face; she'd do anything for me now, just to talk to me. But when we got to the city, she didn't go to the photo studio; instead, she dragged me to the hospital where she worked. I thought to myself, this woman is just being hypocritical; she thinks marrying me is a source of pride and wants to show off.

When we arrived at the hospital, she wouldn't introduce herself to anyone who spoke to her, acting as if she didn't know me at all. It was as if saying a word would embarrass her. Then she dragged me to this ward, saying that a friend of hers was sick.

“Zhou Chengguang, this is my former…” Chen Yurong bit her red lips, looking at Fan Wu. He wouldn't even admit to knowing her; she wasn't even considered his friend. Chen Yurong felt a little wronged and mumbled, “This is the Fan Enyi I told you about, Mr. Fan, and…”

Chen Yurong was lost in her own emotions and didn't notice Zhou Chengguang's strange behavior at all; of course, she hadn't paid much attention to him anyway. "This is Mr. Fan's wife, Ms. Feng Lichun."

The ward fell into a deathly silence. Xu Keke was worried about exposing Fan Wu's identity, while Fan Wu regretted not being discharged sooner. The old doctor sensed something was wrong, gestured to Fan Wu, and quickly left.

Just as Chen Yurong was about to introduce Zhou Chengguang to Fan Enyi, Zhou Chengguang, who was standing next to her, shouted out.

"Feng Lichun! Didn't you take the child back to your hometown? I even wrote to the village looking for you. What are you doing here?"

Zhou Chengguang couldn't believe his eyes. How could this be? The woman in front of him was dressed no differently from a city person. He hadn't even recognized her when she came in. It wasn't until Chen Yurong called out her name that he believed this woman was Feng Lichun, the country woman he had been married to for twelve years.

"Zhou Chengguang, are you out of your mind? We're divorced, why are you writing to the village looking for me?"

Upon hearing Xu Keke mention what she wanted to see her for, Zhou Chengguang immediately became agitated. "Why would I want to see you? Damn it, didn't I give you money when you left? Why did you abandon my mother? How can you raise a child if you don't even understand filial piety?"

Xu Keke laughed, "Did Liu Wenda teach you to say that? Filial piety? If you take good care of your mother, that's filial piety. As for me, you don't need to worry about me."

Xu Keke was too lazy to argue with him. She looked at Chen Yurong with disdain and deliberately provoked her, saying, "This is the kind of person you brought here to humiliate yourself. Do you think the two of them can compare? What can we do? My Mr. Fan would rather marry me than you."

"who is she?"

Chen Yurong grabbed Zhou Chengguang's arm. She couldn't believe it. She'd heard her sister say that Zhou Chengguang's ex-wife was an uneducated country woman. But this woman in front of her was clearly not what her sister had described. But no matter what, how could Zhou Chengguang's ex-wife possibly marry Fan Enyi? Fan Enyi was a talented university student, a well-known young master from a prominent family in the city. He was arrogant and unapproachable; ordinary people never caught his eye. How could he possibly marry a divorced country woman? Chen Yurong's mind was in turmoil.

"Tell me, tell me! Who is she?" Chen Yurong shook Zhou Chengguang's arm vigorously.

Zhou Chengguang was still pondering the meaning behind Xu Keke's words; he hadn't understood them.

Xu Keke laughed, "I am Zhou Chengguang's ex-wife."

"Impossible, no, you, aren't you Mr. Fan's wife?"

"Whose wife?" Before Xu Keke could speak, Zhou Chengguang glared angrily at Chen Yurong and demanded an answer. Chen Yurong had never been so fierce before and was momentarily stunned.

Chen Yurong remained silent, and Zhou Chengguang then looked at Xu Keke, "Whose wife is she? When did you get married? What did you do with my money? Support a man?"

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