The Niece-in-law Remarried Him, and the Scheming Officer Went Crazy with Joy

[Era + Military Marriage + Darkly Critical Father-Criticizing Family + Bright and Dark-Hearted Beauty]

A car crash sends Song Yiyi into the world of a novel—straight into the life of a trag...

Chapter 100: No emotion, only skills (2/2)

She was somewhat touched, yet also a little embarrassed as she had taken someone else's things, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Gu Chengze is always like this.

He did everything for his sister without expecting anything in return.

Song Yiyi didn't know what her master was thinking, but to her, these feelings were somewhat heavy.

Gu Chengze loves her unconditionally and she can't afford it.

Even a little guilty.

Some people face thousands of malicious attacks without blinking an eye.

But if someone suddenly gives them too much love, they will become at a loss.

Song Yiyi quickly calculated the value of those things in her mind, thinking that she would find a suitable opportunity to slowly return them.

Gu Chengze saw what she was thinking at a glance.

Gu Heng was very tactful and saw him leave.

Gu Chengze said gently: "Yiyi, don't think too much. Brother gives you the kiss, and that's your kiss."

He glanced at Cen Yue behind his sister out of the corner of his eye.

Gu Cheng smiled and raised his hand, wanting to rub his sister's head to comfort her as usual.

"Okay, today is a good day, don't cry."

Just as he raised his hands to mid-air, they were stopped by a pair of huge, claw-like hands.

Before Song Yiyi could even think of how to shed tears, she suddenly held them back.

She turned her head, not understanding why.

Cen Yue was seen holding Gu Chengze's hand, narrowing his deep eyes, and slowly bending down.

Gu Chengze's big palm fell on his head.

broad daylight.

There was an inexplicable atmosphere between the two men.

Cen Yue said indifferently, "Brother, I want to cry too. I need comfort."

When he said this, there was no emotion in it, it was all skill.

Song Yiyi: “…”

With Cen Yue's interruption, Song Yiyi's guilt was temporarily alleviated.

Aunt Wang ran over and pulled her into the house, "Yiyi, I have something to ask you!"

A group of men were outside working on a color television.

A group of children ran out of the yard, laughing and playing.

The military wives crowded into the bedroom, pointing and commenting on the wedding photos on the wall.

"Yiyi, sister-in-law, why didn't I realize before that you and Cen Weiwei are quite a good match!"

"This photo is really beautiful. It must have cost a lot of money, right? And it's in color."

"The commander is so thoughtful. He even remembered to hang up the photo after he got it back. My husband, when I asked for a black and white photo of us, his face wasn't a face, and his nose wasn't a nose."

"I finally understand now why you didn't want us to introduce you to potential partners. Those people really aren't suitable for you. If you two were framed in a photo together, I'd be sad just thinking about it!"

It was soon time for the meal.

Round tables and benches have been set up inside and outside the courtyard.

Cen Yue took Song Yiyi to toast at each table. He chose to skip all the steps and only listened to the congratulations.

Song Yiyi's face was almost frozen from smiling.

The banquet started before ten o'clock, but it was still very hot in the middle of summer.

Finish the round of toasts quickly.

Everyone then officially started eating.

Cai Mengjun waved at the two of them, "Come here quickly."

There are two seats reserved next to them.

Song Yiyi never thought that she could even attend her own wedding banquet.

The chef in the army canteen has great cooking skills.

There were voices of praise all around.

After the banquet, Cai Mengjun and Song Minghui gave red eggs as return gifts to the guests who attended the banquet.

Cen Yue and Gu Chengze and their comrades stayed behind and voluntarily helped clean up the battlefield.

There was a table full of wine left behind, and some people started to make a fuss and refused to leave until they were drunk.

After Cai Mengjun finished cleaning the house, he pulled the sleepy Song Yiyi into the room and said, "Yiyi, are you tired?"

Song Yiyi nodded.

To be honest, getting married is really tiring. She could fall asleep while standing now.

"Mom, when will you and Dad go back?"

Cai Mengjun sent her back to her room and said softly, "We'll go back now. Don't worry about it. Just take a nap if you're tired."