Beautiful battlefield female military doctor + Restrained officer + 1980s + Relationship grows after marriage + Both pure.
Shen Zhihuan died on Chinese New Year's Eve, injured at home whi...
At the same time.
Newspaper reporter Zhuang Ping was extremely annoyed.
He squatted at the entrance of the newspaper office, an old-fashioned camera hanging around his neck, gazing at the bustling street, sighing repeatedly.
His melancholy expression stood in stark contrast to the laughing and joking passersby.
"The public security is getting better and better now, where are there so many news stories for me to dig up every day?"
However, he has not produced any reports for three consecutive days.
If this continues, the editor-in-chief will probably have to fire him by the end of the month!
He became increasingly anxious as he thought about it, and was frantically grabbing his hair.
To everyone's surprise, the next second, when I looked up, a small truck used for loading goods was parked not far away.
Through the car window, Zhuang Ping immediately spotted the girl sitting in the back seat.
Willow-leaf eyebrows, peach blossom eyes, her features are like a painting.
On her small, palm-sized face, her nose was delicate and exquisite, yet her bridge was high and straight, and her lips were red and her teeth were white.
Although his face was a little pale, it added a touch of aloofness to the scholarly air in his eyes.
What a beauty who stepped out of a traditional Chinese ink painting!
He hadn't seen such a beautiful girl in a long time.
Zhuang Ping's eyes lit up, and most of his worries were dispelled.
He stared intently as the little girl jumped off the small truck.
She first looked up at the newspaper office's entrance, her gaze lingering around the doorway.
Then, she walked slowly over and stopped in front of him!
Zhuang Ping blinked, not quite understanding what was happening, when he saw the girl give him a polite, faint smile.
"Excuse me, are you a reporter?"
Zhuang Ping's mind went blank for a second, and he nodded blankly.
The next second, he watched as the girl, with a smile, uttered a sentence in a soft and calm tone that instantly excited him.
"Reporter, I have a scoop to share, and by the way—"
"Publish a notice in the newspaper to sever ties with relatives."
A leak? A broken family relationship?!
What an incredible achievement!
Zhuang Ping took two seconds to react, then his eyes lit up like light bulbs.
He jumped up immediately, nodded quickly, and pulled out his pen and notebook from his pocket.
Before I could even remove the pen cap, I bit it with my mouth.
"Please speak!"
"My parents drugged my food so they could switch my blind date with my sister, and they also wanted to keep me from leaving the house..."
Shen Zhihuan recounted the whole story clearly and logically, word by word.
As Zhuang Ping took notes, he was shocked, and the force with which he wrote increased unconsciously, filled with righteous indignation.
How could parents be like this?!
Shen Zhihuan smiled helplessly, with a hint of bitterness in her smile.
"Yes, I never expected my parents to be like this."
"Reporter, everything I said is true."
"However, the police have just conducted tests on the drugging incident, and the results are not yet available."
"If your newspaper is afraid of taking risks, you can wait for the police report before publishing this section."
Shen Zhihuan has already been bullied so badly, yet she still thinks so carefully.
Zhuang Ping felt even more sympathetic, but also even angrier.
To do such a thing to such a beautiful and delicate girl, these heartless parents are utterly despicable!
After noting down Shen Zhihuan's address, he immediately took out a card from his pocket.
"This is my business card. My name is Zhuang Ping. If there's anything else you need to add, feel free to come anytime."
He clenched his fist.
"Miss Chen, don't worry, I will contact the police as soon as possible."
"We will publish a report on what you said as soon as possible after we verify it!"
Shen Zhihuan nodded and sighed.
"Thank you so much, Reporter Zhuang."
"Even if my parents gave me sleeping pills, abused me, or even gave me sleeping pills the day before my college entrance exam so that I could start working early to help support the family, these are still family matters, and I can't do anything about them."
"But if I can publish this and raise awareness of this kind of person, then my experiences won't be entirely without merit."
Zhuang Ping gritted his teeth, his expression becoming even more resolute as he looked at the notebook in his hand.
"Such heartless and ungrateful parents should be exposed so that everyone can criticize and condemn them!"
"Don't worry, Miss Shen, I will follow up on this matter to the end and will definitely send out the 'Letter of Severance of Relationship' for you."
"Let the whole society bear witness for you, from this day forward, you have nothing to do with those heartless parents!"
Hearing such words at a time like this, it would be a lie to say I wasn't moved.
A glint of light flashed in Shen Zhihuan's eyes, and her smile held a hint of gratitude.
"Thank you again, Reporter Zhuang, you are very upright."
"Then I'll leave this matter to you."
Shen Zhihuan bowed slightly in acknowledgment.
Zhuang Ping stared at that smile for a moment, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
He quickly helped Shen Zhihuan up and scratched his head.
"Don't be so polite, it's all my pleasure."
After saying goodbye to reporter Zhuang, Shen Zhihuan turned around, about to follow Sister Liu and the others back.
From afar, a familiar figure came into view.
Shen Ling seemed to be wearing makeup; in the sunlight, the red shadows on her excessively white eyelids were quite noticeable.
She was wearing a floral dress that was redder than her eyelids, and she was sitting on the back of a bicycle.
Shen Ling lowered her head and fiddled with the hem of her skirt, while occasionally circling her fingers in her long black hair, her face full of shy smiles.
A breeze blew by, stirring her skirt.
She exclaimed "Ouch!" and quickly pressed down, stealing a glance at the person pushing the cart in front of her, her chin rubbing against her collarbone.
"This wind is really something, it just has to blow the hem of someone's skirt."
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