"My God, being a stepmother isn't that easy!"

"Besides, Yang Qiuju can't even take care of her own child, so who would dare to ask her to take care of the child?"

"If another Yao Dabao emerges, society will have another scoundrel."

It has to be said that these people's mouths were like they were coated with poison; not a single kind word came out.

Sang Feiyu and the others overheard it briefly, then went back to take a nap.

"Yang Qiuju is quite pitiful too."

“Why would someone with a son have to become a stepmother to someone else?” Gao Jinfeng sighed.

"She may not remarry, so don't jump to conclusions."

Sang Feiyu was quickly proven wrong.

A week after they heard the news of Yao Guojun and Yang Qiuju's divorce, the entire military family compound was abuzz with rumors that Yang Qiuju had remarried.

The other party was a regimental-level cadre in the military region. He was said to be over 40 years old, ten years older than Yang Qiuju. However, it was her first marriage. Yang Qiuju would not have any conflicts with her in-laws and would not have to be a stepmother. She would become the wife of a regimental commander.

"What incredible luck did Yang Qiuju have?"

"How could someone who's been married before actually find someone who's been married before?"

"Although her second husband is a bit older, he comes from a good family!"

"At least it's better than the Yao family. They don't have those troublesome in-laws. Isn't that great?"

After hearing He Meiling's assessment, Sang Feiyu smiled and said, "This is what they call a blessing in disguise?"

Yang Qiuju moved back into the family compound, this time living near Sang Feiyu's home. The two often bumped into each other, nodding when their eyes met, or pretending not to see each other.

Sang Feiyu didn't think much of it, but Yang Qiuju had a lot on her mind.

Finally, one day, she couldn't help but ask, "Comrade Sang, are you still angry with me?"

Sang Feiyu was completely bewildered. "No?"

Why would you think that?

Yang Qiuju said truthfully, "You seem to get along well with everyone else, but you act like you don't know me at all."

Sang Feiyu quickly waved her hand, "No, you misunderstood."

Yang Qiuju said sincerely, "If you're not angry anymore, can I be your good friend?"

She had actually admired Sang Feiyu for a long time, but never had the chance to get to know him. She never expected that when she finally had the chance to meet him, something so unpleasant happened, making her feel very embarrassed to see or talk to Sang Feiyu again.

She had moved back in and it took her a long time to muster the courage to say these words.

Sang Feiyu's expression changed slightly; she hadn't expected Yang Qiuju to want to be good friends with her.

Since they asked so directly, what could she say? She could only smile and say, "Sure."

Since we all live close by, we'll see each other all the time, so having another friend won't hurt.

Upon hearing this, Yang Qiuju immediately smiled and said, "Then we'll be good friends from now on. Thank you, Comrade Sang."

Sang Feiyu wondered just how desperately this person needed friends.

How can someone be this happy?

That's what she was thinking, but on the surface she said, "It's okay, don't be so polite. We can just keep in touch normally from now on."

"Uh-huh."

Half of their commute to work was along the same route, so they decided to go to work together.

Yang Qiuju did all the talking the whole way, while Sang Feiyu listened.

Sang Feiyu was a cautious person and wouldn't easily share his private affairs with people he had just met, but Yang Qiuju didn't see anything wrong with it.

Gao Jinfeng and He Meiling looked at the two people in front of them with a look of confusion on their faces. When did they become so close?