Duan Kunze smiled.

Like a wolf foraging in the dark, its eyes glowing.

He raised his glass towards Jiang Shiyue, "I really like you more and more."

"Don't!" Jiang Shiyue shook her head. "I'm married and my husband is a soldier. If you want to be a mistress, you have to be prepared to go to jail. After all, destroying a military marriage is illegal."

Duan Kunze's smile froze.

He was indeed becoming more and more interested in Jiang Shiyue. His background determined that he would not marry an ordinary woman who would cry when things happened and only knew how to dress up, go shopping, and compare with others.

His wife is either a daughter of a wealthy family with a background that matches his, or someone like Jiang Shiyue who is talented and beautiful enough to be on par with him.

He admitted that at that moment, he did have the idea of destroying Jiang Shiyue's marriage.

But I didn't expect Jiang Shiyue to refuse so directly, so bluntly and without mercy.

I never expected that she was actually a military wife.

This is indeed a bit troublesome.

If it were an ordinary couple, he believed that with his power he would be able to break up a long-distance relationship.

But, there is really no way around it when it comes to military marriages.

Duan Kunze has his ancestral property to fight for and huge ambitions to realize, so of course he won't go to jail for Jiang Shiyue.

He cleared his throat and found a way out. "I mean, I appreciate your talent."

***

After Jiang Shiyue returned to school, he first went to see the counselor and told him that he needed a thousand classmates to go to Dongsheng Department Store to help for a fee.

The counselor's first reaction was to disagree: "I don't believe it! Everyone is so busy studying, how can they have time to help? It's so hard to get into university."

Jiang Shiyue sighed softly, "Teacher, studying is definitely a good thing. But people always need to fill their stomachs to study better, right? Four hours a night is one dollar and twenty cents, and two days is two dollars and forty cents. It's enough for ten days of food for many students from poor families. Besides, it only takes up two evening self-study periods, so it won't affect your grades."

Nowadays, most students can be considered poor.

The counselor thought it was indeed a good idea and nodded in agreement. "However, with a thousand students, I don't have the ability to organize them. I need to report to the college leaders."

The college leaders are of course very supportive of this kind of thing and have asked the counselors of each class to organize the registration.

The principle is to volunteer first. If there are many people who sign up, we will select those from poorer families.

If there are not enough applicants...

If it’s not enough, then it’s not enough. We’ll take what we have.

After Jiang Shiyue parted ways with the counselor, she took the food she had packed from the restaurant and went to the message room.

It was Uncle Ge who was on duty again that day.

Uncle Ge looked up at the clock. It was still a few minutes before nine. He opened the door and invited Jiang Shiyue to sit in the reception room. "Come on, come on, come in and wait a moment. We just installed an electric fan today. It's cool in the room."

Jiang Shiyue was now very familiar with Uncle Ge and the others. Accepting Uncle Ge's kindness, she walked into the message room.

A new ceiling fan installed in the message room can provide even rain and dew to the small room.

"Wow! The school is really generous this time." Jiang Shiyue put the packed food on the table, "Uncle Ge, I went to dinner with a friend this afternoon. I packed two dishes for you. You can have a drink with Uncle Liu later."

Uncle Liu is on duty at the east gate of the school right now. He will get off work and come to the message room at 10 o'clock in the evening.

"I've been telling you not to buy things for us. Buying these things for us is much more expensive than making a phone call at a phone booth." Uncle Ge now feels that it's not Jiang Shiyue who is bothering them, but they are taking advantage of Jiang Shiyue.

Jiang Shiyue didn't spend that much money. She had been eating with Duan Kunze these few times, and she would occasionally pick out two dishes that she hadn't touched and pack them up.

Or just order two more, Duan Kunze will pay for it anyway.

The leftovers that the rich don’t want to eat may be the New Year’s Eve dinner for the poor.

The world is so unfair.

Besides, even if Jiang Shiyue spends her own money, she will spend it when necessary.

Others can queue up to make calls because there is always someone on the other end of the line who can answer their calls.

She and Chen Shanhe are not compatible.

Chen Shanhe's daily routine seems regular, but in fact he is often nowhere to be found.

If Chen Shanhe called her instead, he wouldn't be able to find her either.

The distance from the dormitory to the message room almost crosses the entire campus, and it takes ten minutes to run.

We can't trouble the old men to answer the phone and run to inform her, and then she has to run back.

The key point is that she may not be in the dormitory. She may be studying or in the library.

After much thought, I can only arrange a fixed time to talk.

The message room can’t make calls, only receive them. Other students don’t have to worry about it, and only she is there. How great is that?!

"Uncle Ge, you are so polite! You have taken such good care of me, I should show you my filial piety... Hey? Uncle Ge, do you think those people are from our school?" Jiang Shiyue asked, pointing at the young man who was looking inside at the gate.

The people were facing away from the light, so their faces and features could not be seen clearly.

Uncle Ge squinted his eyes and looked out carefully through the window glass.

"These guys don't look very old. They are definitely not good people sneaking around our door late at night! Maybe they are the thugs who bothered you last time. Lock the door from the inside and I'll go and take a look!" Uncle Ge said as he picked up the trident beside the door, rolled up his sleeves and rushed out the door.

Jiang Shiyue: “…”

She felt that these people looked familiar, but not like the thugs from last time.

After thinking for a while, he took out a folding knife from his pocket and left the message room.

This knife was given to her by Chen Shanhe, originally for her to use to cut fruit or something.

After stabbing someone last time, I just used it as a self-defense weapon.

"Hello, sir. Could you please call Jiang Shiyue for us? We need her for something."

"I knew it was you bastards! How come the people you were arrested for were released? How dare you come and cause trouble for classmate Jiang again?" Uncle Ge said as he swung his trident towards the person who spoke.

The man evaded Uncle Ge's attack with a swift leap. "Uncle, you misunderstood. We're not here to cause trouble. We were entrusted by someone..."

Uncle Ge didn't wait for the man to finish speaking and waved the trident in his hand again.

The man didn't fight back, but took another step back, still saying it was a misunderstanding.

The others waiting nearby couldn't bear to watch any longer and reached out to grab Uncle Ge's trident. "Uncle, you really misunderstood. We are not bad people."

"The word 'bad guy' is written on his face? You three or four burly young men came to Jiang in the middle of the night and said you had no ill intentions. Do you believe it?" Uncle Ge made a "Pah" sound and pulled back his trident.

But the young man holding the trident was so strong that he couldn't pull it out at all.

"Uncle, it's not even nine o'clock yet, how come it's already so late at night? We have to ride our bikes here after get off work!"

"Get lost! If you really don't mean any harm, then all of you leave! If you want to find classmate Jiang, come back tomorrow!" Uncle Ge turned and called out to Jiang Shiyue, "Classmate, go to the boys' dormitory and call some people over. Tell them that the thugs who came to cause trouble last time are back again."

Jiang Shiyue didn't move. She finally remembered why these people looked familiar.