After he finished speaking, the three girls came up to him. Wang Tao smiled and asked, "What brings you all here?"

Wang Tao's younger sister, Wang Qian, said coquettishly, "Can't we come?"

"Yes, definitely."

Wang Tao and his siblings are the only two in their branch of the Wang family, and they have a very good relationship.

Wang Qian's gaze quickly fell on Yin Zheng, who was standing to the side: "Brother Yin Zheng, I heard you came back from your time in the countryside. Why didn't you come to the regiment to see me?"

After graduating, Wang Qian went to work in a performing arts troupe, which is a common workplace for daughters of military families. She usually toured around and only learned about Yin Zheng's situation during the Chinese New Year.

Upon hearing this, Jia Yue looked at Yin Zheng, who felt a sense of unease.

Wang Qian is two years younger than him, eighteen this year. When he went to the countryside to work, Wang Qian was still a junior high school student. He started school early, and although they were two years apart, he could get along well with Wang Tao, but he really didn't feel familiar with Wang Qian.

Let alone treating her like a younger sister, Yin Zheng only sees her as a friend's sister, at most a little more familiar than a neighbor.

Yin Zheng: "I'm busy with work. Do you need my help? No, that doesn't make sense. With Wang Tao around, you don't need my help."

Wang Qian pouted: "Can't I see you?"

Jia Yue could tell that the little girl was spoiled by her family and had never experienced hardship. At this moment, she was treating Yin Zheng as her possession.

So they speak without any restraint.

Yin Zheng began to frown. Wang Tao hadn't expected his sister to have such thoughts about Yin Zheng; he was completely unaware of it.

Before Yin Zheng could speak, Wang Tao said first, "Qianqian, don't joke around like that. You're a girl."

Wang Qian said unhappily, "Brother, I'm not joking."