Jiang Wanqing smiled but remained silent. There were too few usable parts available at the moment, and the objective conditions for creating 21st-century high technology were lacking. However, with her knowledge and abilities, making some small gadgets was not a problem.
She once stumbled upon an old news story from that era while researching academic papers: Cheng Ran had sacrificed his life during a special mission, and she hoped that she could change his fate this time.
After all, given his status, he would be of great help to the path she wanted to take later.
The college entrance examination, university studies, and scientific research—her plans for the next few years all require the support of both subjective and objective factors. With Cheng Ran's help, she can skip many steps and access top-tier resources.
The jeep bumped along the country road and smoothly entered the military compound.
The guards got out of their car in front of a building.
"I'll go find Battalion Commander Cheng. Comrade Wanqing, you go to the family compound first. Everything is arranged there. If you need anything, just let our young comrade help you."
He pointed to the driver, who nodded.
"Thank you, I understand."
The guard saluted the driver, watched the jeep drive towards the family compound, and then quickly ran to find Cheng Ran.
The military district office was eerily silent. The superior's face was shrouded in a solemn expression. He closed the application document, stared at Cheng Ran, and stood up with his hands behind his back.
"You're being ridiculous! This experiment is life-threatening. You're unmarried and childless, what if..."
Cheng Ran had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding a strong sense of heroism. Upon hearing his superior's words, he frowned.
“You don’t need to persuade me. My life is no different from the lives of my brothers. You were worried that I was not suitable to participate in this mission because I am not married. Today I have already asked Hung Hing to pick me up. I have also submitted my marriage application. I will get my marriage certificate before the mission begins. Please approve my application.”
"you……"
"Knock knock knock..."
Before the superior could say anything more, a knock suddenly sounded on the door.
"Enter!"
Hung Hing happily pushed open the door and saluted.
"Report, Comrade Wanqing has been brought back and is currently in the family compound. Report complete."
"Okay, you can go out now." The superior waved his hand.
Cheng Ran's brow relaxed slightly. With his marriage settled, it would be easier for him to carry out other tasks in the future. At least his superiors could not use his unmarried status as a reason to obstruct him.
The door closed, and the conversation continued. Perhaps realizing that his tone had been a bit harsh, the superior sighed and patted Cheng Ran on the shoulder.
"According to regulations, you can't live together if you haven't registered your marriage. But since you've already reported it in advance, go back and get along well with her. Don't bully her. We'll talk about the mission later. Don't forget, you still have your parents in Beijing."
"Since you won't let me participate in the mission, I can't get married for the time being." Cheng Ran's gaze was firm.
"You brat... fine, fine, you go back, I'll figure something out." The superior raised his hand and then lowered it, his head aching.
"yes!"
Cheng Ran stood ramrod straight and gave a solemn salute.
Jiang Wanqing had only been in the family compound for a short time, and just as Hong Xing had said, everything that needed to be prepared for her had been prepared. The only shortcoming was the lack of a wedding celebration atmosphere.
But it doesn't matter. Regardless of this era or the 21st century, Jiang Wanqing has seen through it all. Marriage is more of a partnership.
She patted the package she had brought; Cheng Ran would value her abilities.
"Cough cough..."
Jiang Wanqing turned around when she heard the sound and saw a tall, tanned man with defined features and a broad back standing in the doorway. His eyes were dark and deep, but there was a hint of danger in his gaze.
"Comrade Wanqing?"
His voice carried a forced, awkward gentleness, which was a bit strange, but undeniably sexy.
This era, this physique, this identity!
Jiang Wanqing truly regretted that Jiang Xiu had snatched away such a high-quality man in her previous life. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at him, and a slow smile spread across her face.
"Ah, Cheng..."
The words "battalion commander" hovered on her lips, but she couldn't bring herself to say them. After all, the title was unfamiliar to her, and the man in front of her was about to become her husband. She was at a loss for what to call him.
Hey, open your mouth and bark!
She bit her lip, her lower lip becoming engorged and vibrant with blood, which, combined with the conflicted look on her face, created a unique kind of beauty.
“You can call me Comrade Cheng, or Cheng Ran.” He forced a stiff smile and extended his hand.
She gently returned the handshake: "Comrade Cheng, hello."
The girl's delicate, boneless hands contrasted sharply with his hard, calloused hands. Afraid of hurting her, he quickly withdrew them.
Looking up at her face, I could see that it was fair with a slight blush, as if she had been malnourished for a long time, but it couldn't hide her naturally good looks.
The clothes I was wearing were faded from washing and had seams, I don't know how many years I had worn them. They were a little ill-fitting at the chest, and the buttons were barely holding them in place.
He quickly looked away, extinguishing any thoughts that hadn't even formed yet.
"You must be tired from the journey. Let me get you some water."
Hmm... Jiang Wanqing twisted her fingers, sensing an awkwardness between the two of them who were not familiar with each other, so she took the initiative to step forward and get closer.
"You can leave it there, I can pour it myself."
Accidentally, a glass of water spilled onto Cheng Ran's chest. Jiang Wanqing apologized repeatedly and looked for something to wipe him clean.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'll clean it for you..."
Hmm? The moment her hand touched his chest, even through his military uniform, she could still feel his incredibly soft pectoral muscles, and she poked him as if possessed.
Cheng Ran subconsciously took a step back: "I can do it myself!"
She blinked, pursed her lips slightly. The splashing water wasn't intentional, and touching her chest muscles wasn't exactly accidental either. So... how should I put it, she was quite satisfied!
"There's something I need to make clear to you. I have a special mission starting in five days, which will last for a month. So we need to get our marriage certificate within these five days. You can take a few days to adjust first."
"What aspect of adaptation are you referring to?"
After asking the question, both of them froze. Jiang Wanqing wished she could bite off her own tongue, but since she had already said it, she closed her eyes and pretended nothing had happened.
"What I mean is, there's no need to adjust; I can get our marriage certificate today!"
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