"Have you heard? Battalion Commander Lu brought back a woman of questionable character."

"Yes, I've heard about it too!"

"This woman, she sleeps until noon and doesn't get out of bed, and on her very first day here, she ate with another man. I wonder how promiscuous she is!"

A group of women huddled together in the family compound, each one more gossipy than the last, spouting all sorts of nasty things.

One minute they're saying Song Qinghe dresses up in a seductive way, like a demon, and that she's definitely not the type to settle down.

Then she said that if a woman like Song Qinghe could become a military wife, she was not good enough for Lu Zhaolin.

Anyway, the more they talked, the more outrageous and unpleasant it became.

They all spoke with such conviction, as if they had witnessed it themselves.

Lin Xiaxia hid to the side, listened to what they had to say, and then quietly left, keeping her merits and fame hidden.

She simply refused to believe that, with Song Qinghe's reputation so badly damaged, Lu Zhaolin would still be able to continue living with her.

It's obvious that that's impossible.

Song Qinghe slept until noon, and it was Lu Zhaolin who woke her up when he brought back food.

When I first woke up, I thought I was in Lujia Village. I had a feeling of not knowing what day it was.

When she finally came to her senses, she turned her head and met Lu Zhaolin's smiling eyes.

He even had the nerve to laugh!

Song Qinghe said irritably, "Battalion Commander Lu, I have some bad news for you. Your perks will be gone for the next few days!"

Lu Zhaolin stared wide-eyed in surprise: "Wife, this...this won't do, will it?"

Song Qinghe: "There's nothing wrong with it, I think it's fine, very fine, absolutely fine!"

If the landing agent continues to act recklessly, then he's doomed.

Song Qinghe felt like she wouldn't be able to get out of bed for the next few days; just thinking about it made her feel pain all over her body.

In the coming days, she was determined to defend her rights and refuse to cause any trouble.

Lu Zhaolin knew that he had been too indulgent last night, and that Song Qinghe was now feeling unwell, which was all his fault.

He is quite aware of his mistakes; since he knows he is wrong, he should try to make amends.

Lu Zhaolin said with concern, "Wife, you've worked hard. Shall I rub your back for you?"

He would do anything to make her feel even a little more comfortable.

Song Qinghe stretched and got up, saying, "Don't you need to go on a mission? If you do, just go ahead and do your thing. You don't need to worry about me. I can take good care of myself."

The way he said it was practically telling him to leave.

Lu Zhaolin remained silent, giving her a pitiful look. Even though he had countless things to say, he didn't dare to utter a word.

However, he thoughtfully explained that he doesn't have to go on missions every day; he's only sent on missions when his superiors need him.

Normally, as long as I do my job well and lead my team in training, that's enough.

After listening, Song Qinghe nodded seriously.

She didn't actually intend to chase Lu Zhaolin away; she just wanted to tell him not to worry about her and to focus on his career.

As for her, she's fine with anything; she can live well even if she's alone here.

But she didn't explain, nor did she need to.

She would be even happier if Lu Zhaolin stayed away from her because of this.