[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...
After a while, Gu Chengze chuckled.
Cen Yue glanced at him.
Gu Cheng sighed, "Old Cen, today's meeting is really not the right time to start."
Cen Yue had always been quite clever, but today he seemed to be suddenly clueless. He smiled playfully and asked, "Am I blocking you and your sister from eating cake?"
Gu Cheng shook his head helplessly.
Cen Yue suddenly asked, "Who gave my sister the wound on her face?"
Gu Chengze paused for a moment, and after a long pause he said, "Old Cen, you should take care of your nephew. I approached him last time, but he ignored my warnings and even came straight to my house today."
Cen Yue walked beside Gu Chengze and raised his eyebrows when he heard this. "Got it. I'll give him a serious warning tomorrow."
When saying this, Cen Yue's voice became softer.
It was as simple as talking about the weather.
Gu Cheng was choked by him and said helplessly: "Not really. He is too young. It's normal for him to be unwilling."
Cen Yue seemed to have heard something funny. He tilted his head to look at Gu Chengze and said in a playful tone, "Then how can I manage it? Hold him and talk to him in his ear?"
Gu Chengze: “…”
"Forget it, I'll go find him myself tomorrow."
Gu Chengze's eyes were deep, and his tone unconsciously became serious: "Anyway, it won't be long before he stops pestering Yiyi."
There's something else behind his words.
Under the cover of night, Cen Yue pursed his lips tightly, "He won't be here tomorrow. He has a mission."
.......
Song Yiyi returned home and as soon as she entered the main hall, she saw Song Minghui sitting upright, looking at her with a gloomy and serious face.
Cai Mengjun was sitting next to him. When she heard the footsteps, she stood up quickly and said, "Yiyi, come and sit down. Mom will go heat up some food for you."
Song Yiyi waved her hand and handed the enamel basin of rice to Cai Mengjun, "No need, I'm full. Mom, this is for you, eat quickly."
Cai Mengjun glanced at Song Minghui secretly.
He had just agreed that he would apologize when Yiyi came back, but now he is acting arrogantly again.
Cai Mengjun sighed, turned around and looked behind Song Yiyi and asked, "Your brother went to look for you, didn't you meet him?"
When Song Minghui heard this, his eyes flickered.
"My brother was called back to the army. He was told something happened."
Song Yiyi answered briefly and walked towards her room, "Mom, I'm sleepy. I'm going to bed."
"Stop."
Song Minghui suddenly shouted, "I have something to tell you, come here!"
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the yard.
Before leaving, he told Cai Mengjun, "Go back to sleep first."
Song Yiyi's fists stiffened.
But she happened to have something to say to Song Minghui, so she followed him out of the main room.
When she stood not far from Song Minghui, Song Minghui did not rush to speak, but just watched Cai Mengjun go into the room and close the door.
He lowered his voice and said, "I give you two choices. Either get married before I die, or come home with me."
Song Yiyi was speechless. "If I don't marry and don't go home with you, what do you want?"
Song Minghui's face was dark and he stared at Song Yiyi with a terrifying look.
Song Yiyi was not afraid either, and looked back and said, "I'm telling you, even if you are my father, killing someone is against the law!"
Song Minghui was almost laughing at her. "It's not up to you. If you don't want to get married, then come home with me. Even if you stay at home and do nothing, I will support you for the rest of your life, but you can't stay with your brother. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. If you don't get married, your brother will still get married."
He sighed deeply and began to speak earnestly again: "Yiyi, you called him Brother Shigeki and also called him Mom Shigeki. If you don't want to break up this family, just listen to Dad. I'm your biological father, how can I harm you?"
"If your mother knew how you treated your brother...she wouldn't be able to accept it."
Song Minghui looked dejected, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
"Yiyi, do you really want to see your parents get divorced?"
"Let's take a step back. Can your brother accept it?"