The Commander Regrets His Marriage for His First Love, Reborn, I Won't Marry Anymore

In her previous life, Jiang Xiachu loved Lu Huaiyan for ten years.

What she got in return was three years of a military marriage without seeing him, and even when she gave birth to their daug...

Chapter 225 He Yiran told He Dayuan: Dad, you are so green

After it was over, not only did no man send her flowers, but even her own mother only saw her mortal enemy and didn't even bother to encourage her.

Did she really treat Jiang Xiachu as her own daughter? Her eyes were full of pride and satisfaction.

The more Meng Anyao thought about it, the angrier she became, and she wanted to go up and slap Jiang Xiachu in the face.

Seeing her so proud, she felt a surge of anger in her heart.

"hehe--"

Xu Qingqing, who was standing by, felt Meng Anyao's anger and was so scared that she didn't dare to say anything, for fear that she would say something wrong and anger her.

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The night grew darker, and a cold wind blew, making people shiver uncontrollably.

Lu Huaiyan stood at the front of the team with a stern look on his face, organizing the team and preparing to set off.

The situation at the front line is really tense and there is no way to delay. We have to set out overnight. Now everyone is still a little dazed.

This time when we went to the front line, more than half of the army's military doctors were transferred to accompany the troops.

Pei Yunchen coughed twice, looked at a younger male comrade beside him, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Feng, this is your first time on the battlefield, don't be too nervous."

The young man was young and had an indescribable cheerfulness. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm sure there will be no problem!"

Listening to their conversation, Wei Zhao's eyes were filled with complexity.

This was also his first time on the battlefield.

He took a deep breath, took one last look back at the military district behind him, and then got into the car directly.

After sitting down on the troop carrier, it happened that Lu Huaiyan was sitting opposite him.

The car hadn't started yet. With the dim light, Wei Zhao looked up at Lu Huaiyan with a smile: "Lu Huaiyan, I still need your guidance on the front line. This is my first time there and I don't have much experience."

Lu Huaiyan glanced at him sideways and didn't reply.

Pei Yunchen shrugged helplessly upon seeing this, and then started chatting with Wei Zhao, "Be careful when you get to the front line, and never let your guard down at any time."

Jiang Lin also echoed from the side.

After a while, several people started chatting.

Lu Huaiyan sat aside but remained silent. After the car started, he turned his head and looked at the military area behind through the window.

He didn't know why, but after leaving the military zone, he always felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, and inexplicably had a bad premonition...

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The old wall clock kept ticking.

After returning from the Meng family, Jiang Hongyan felt particularly guilty. She didn't say anything to He Yiran, and went straight into the kitchen to start cooking dinner on her own.

While cutting vegetables, she lost her focus and accidentally cut her hand.

When He Yiran came to the kitchen to pour water, she happened to see this scene.

She stopped, crossed her arms, frowned at Jiang Hongyan, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you? Why are you distracted today?"

Jiang Hongyan tightly covered the wound on her hand. It hurt so much and she didn't know what to say. She shook her head repeatedly, "No, I just slipped."

He Yiran rolled his eyes, full of doubts, but seeing that Jiang Hongyan was deliberately hiding the truth, he did not alert her and nodded thoughtfully, "Oh."

Jiang Hongyan had been busy in the kitchen for a while and was so tired that her back and waist ached.

When she heard that He Dayuan had returned, she quickly wiped the sweat off her forehead and swiftly brought the prepared meals to the table, a plate of stir-fried bean sprouts and a plate of stir-fried celery and meat, both still steaming.

As soon as He Dayuan came back, he took off his coat and threw it on a chair beside him, then sat down on the chair, picked up a large piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

"I'm so tired!" He Dayuan rolled his eyes at her while chewing his meat, cursing, "What's the use of you? You only know how to eat my flowers all day long!"

Jiang Hongyan didn't say anything.

He Dayuan has a bad temper and scolds her from time to time. She has gotten used to it over the years.

He Dayuan continued to eat as usual. After a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the room.

He had been eating just now and didn't pay much attention to it. Only now did he look up and take a look.

He Yiran was sitting there eating, but his mind didn't seem to be on the food. His eyes were rolling around, and he said nothing. He just glanced at him secretly out of the corner of his eye and kept blinking, as if hinting at something.

Normally, He Yiran would talk while eating, but today, she hardly said a word throughout the entire meal.

After making eye contact with him, He Yinan quickly looked away.

He Dayuan was full of suspicion. He ate the rice in the bowl in a few bites, then got up and left.

When He Yiran saw him stand up, she chuckled triumphantly and ate her meal slowly.

She glanced at Jiang Hongyan with an expression that seemed to say "You're finished."

When Jiang Hongyan saw He Yiran's expression, her hand holding the chopsticks stiffened for a moment, she clenched her fist, and took a deep breath.

Sure enough, it was just as she expected.

He Dayuan had just walked a few steps when he stood at the gate of the courtyard. He turned his head to look at He Yiran and hooked his finger, "Yiran, come here. Dad has something to ask you."

Upon hearing this, He Yiran's eyes suddenly lit up. Without hesitation, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and ran towards He Dayuan, "Here I come, Dad."

Seeing this, Jiang Hongyan's heart instantly rose to her throat. She was so scared that she didn't dare to speak and just cleaned up the dishes silently.

This heartless guy is probably going to complain again.

Since she was a child, she treated He Yiran as her own daughter and never owed her anything, but this ungrateful person always sided with her father and didn't care about her life or death at all.

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