"Are you really serious about marrying me?"

Jian Yuelan, “!”

Is this girl so direct?

She pricked up her ears and listened attentively. Seeing her like this, Ye Linxing could only risk his life to accompany the gentleman.

At this time, Zhao Jie's answer came.

"I've filed the report."

Just this one sentence is better than countless sweet words.

Tao Mingming couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. "Then tell me the truth, do you really not care about what happened before?"

Jian Yuelan and Ye Linxing exchanged glances, and both saw surprise in each other's eyes. What had this girl done in the past that was worth, or in other words, worth Zhao Jie's concern?

Zhao Jie's silence this time was a bit long, long enough for Jian Yuelan to start getting anxious, and Tao Mingming to start getting panicky. Only then did he slowly say, "I think there's a misunderstanding."

Through the bright moonlight, he saw the surprise in Tao Mingming's eyes and chuckled, "I believe you."

His eyes flickered slightly, and Tao Mingming felt touched. "Yu Shengli is my ex-brother-in-law."

Jian Yuelan was stunned. Brother-in-law and sister-in-law?

Oh my God, this melon is too big, she is unable to accept it.

It's outrageous that the original author didn't even mention such important information.

Zhao Jie was also dumbfounded. "You, you and Yu Tuan still have this kind of relationship?"

"So, you stopped him to talk because of your sister?"

"It doesn't count."

Zhao Jie was immediately confused, and Jian Yuelan was not much better. She rubbed her hands together, hoping that Tao Mingming would decipher the code quickly.

She's so eager to get the melon that she can't hold it back any longer. Tao Mingming, you better hurry up and get it.

Perhaps sensing her urgency, Tao Mingming explained, "His ex-wife Zhang Hui and I are cousins. Last month, I went home to attend a funeral and ran into Zhang Hui's mother, only then did I learn about them... Before I came here, I had no idea Yu Shengli was here. I happened to run into him and learned that he had remarried, so I wanted to ask him what was going on..."

At this point, she spread her hands and said with a rather awkward smile, "You can't trust everything my cousin said. He didn't want to tell me about Zhang Hui at first, so I asked him a few more times, and somehow the rumor got around that I had a crush on him."

Zhao Jie, who was confused, quickly remembered that it seemed, probably, that he had heard Tao Mingming mention the name Zhang Hui when she was talking to Yu Shengli twice?

Memories rolled in his mind. He looked into the girl's bright eyes and said seriously, "I believe you!"

Tao Mingming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Just believe it!"

Zhao Jie is the most suitable candidate for her at the moment. He is young and promising, and holds a decent position. He is many times better than the one chosen for her by the man she wants to call father.

If she missed him, she didn't know if she could meet someone more suitable than him.

"I have a question."

"You ask."

"Why were you able to stay on the island? And why was you able to be transferred from an arts soldier to a medical soldier?"

This question really hit the nail on the head. Jian Yuelan silently clenched her fists and thought to herself that Zhao Jie did a great job.

"You have previously submitted a report requesting to be a medical soldier."

Tao Mingming's words were simple and clear. "I studied nursing, and becoming a cultural soldier was an accident. After I heard the news, I volunteered and submitted a report. Because of my strong professional qualities, I became a medical soldier and stayed on the island."

Very good, another point not mentioned in the original text.

Is it the butterfly effect or is the original description too one-sided?

Jian Yuelan tends to the latter.

Due to the length of the article, all the perspectives of the author when writing the article revolve around the heroine and the God's perspective, and the supporting characters have no perspective.

There are only some simple plots and psychological analysis.

This also resulted in the characters and backgrounds of both her and Ye Linxing in the original text not being clear enough.

But now, she is in the real world.

All the people she came into contact with were real people with flesh and blood, distinct emotions, and joys and sorrows.

Instead of the paper man in the text.

Since they are real people, it is actually normal for the world to automatically fill in the life experiences and backgrounds of the supporting characters.

Thinking of this, Jian Yuelan suddenly felt relieved.

There was a mysterious feeling that from this moment on, she could ignore all the plots related to the male and female protagonists.

It's a magical feeling.

She looked at Ye Linxing. The man's expression was as calm as ever. The moment their eyes met, she smiled and leaned over to kiss his lips.

The man raised his eyebrows and grabbed the back of her head with his big hands, preparing to counterattack, when Zhao Jie's voice suddenly rang out.

"You're not telling the truth."

Although Tao Mingming's answer was impeccable, his expression was calm and his tone was indifferent, and he answered his question smoothly without too much pause.

But it was this very smoothness that made him feel something was wrong.

Tao Mingming raised his eyebrows, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he looked quite perceptive.

"What do you want to know?"

"Are you willing to marry me, or are you forced by circumstances?"

Zhao Jie said seriously, "You know, I had a wife before you. I've already had a wrong marriage and don't want to go through it again."

"I hope we can be sincere with each other, you know what I mean?"

This straight ball was too straight.

Jian Yuelan was looking forward to Tao Mingming's answer.

"It's both a willing decision and a necessity."

Under the bright moonlight, Tao Mingming's face showed a look of confusion mixed with hatred, as if he was a poor little animal that couldn't find the way forward and needed someone to lead the way.

"I didn't want to be a cultural soldier, but for my mother's sake I had no choice but to resist my father. More than a month ago, he tried to force me to become a tool for him to climb up the social ladder."

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