Oh, that's a great joy.

It seems that Lu Jiangting made a choice for his future.

His superiors would not allow him to be so fickle, and Fang Qing was the widow of a martyr, so they encouraged her to remarry.

He is so fickle and bullies the widow of a martyr, and his superiors won't approve of it.

"Congratulations, when will the wedding be held?"

Lu Jiangting's body swayed, "You're not sad at all, are you?"

Lin Yuyao found it funny. "Why should I be sad? Have you forgotten that on the day you gave my dowry to Fang Qing, my parents and I went to your house to break off the engagement. Everyone in the village can testify to that."

As Lu Jiangting listened to her words, his eyes became redder.

Yes, of course he didn't forget.

But he thought that was just because she was angry and making a big fuss and hoped that he could compromise.

It turned out that she was not making trouble on purpose, she was serious and really wanted to part ways with him.

Unfortunately, he didn't realize the truth until now.

"Yuyao, after I get married, I won't be able to come see you often."

Lin Yuyao: “…” What? Do you still think we should see each other more often?

"I still can't believe that our relationship of many years has come to this point because of that money. I love you and I have explained everything to you, but you still insist on breaking up. Tell me, did someone tell you something?"

Yes, after so many years of relationship, he still doesn’t believe it.

If she hadn't experienced such a tragic life, she wouldn't believe it.

Considering that he was about to get married, Lin Yuyao didn't hesitate to talk to him a few more words.

"No, you chose her between me and Fang Qing, so I firmly believe that in any future decisions, you will still take good care of them first. I don't want to live a life of being chosen. I hope that in the marriage I want, my partner must choose me unconditionally.

Even if he has his own reasons, I hope I am his first choice and the only choice. You can say I am selfish or I am not generous enough, or whatever you say, anyway, this is my view on marriage. You can't give it to me, so I insist on breaking up with you. "

Lu Jiangting understood and nodded uncomfortably.

"You're right. What you said, I... I think to myself, it might be really hard to do. Because I really can't ignore Jianjun's child. Even if I can maintain the same sense of propriety with Fang Qing, I can't ignore Chenchen. So... Yuyao, we're going to miss each other."

Lin Yuyao was completely speechless when she saw his sad face.

What? He thought I was sorry for missing him?

I hope it gets better.

"You are going back home tomorrow, right?"

"Um."

"I have to work overtime during the Chinese New Year this year. Could you please...help me let my parents know that they are safe?"

"Yes." Of course.

This time when she went back, she not only had to report her safety to his parents, but also had to tell them and the whole village the good news that he was about to marry Fang Qing.

After saying this, Lin Yuyao closed the door, tidied herself up, and went to bed.

But Lu Jiangting did not leave. He decided to stay at Lin Yuyao's door all night.

To this end, he deliberately wore a thick military coat.

He wanted to accompany Yu Yao once more in his own way.

He squatted down wrapped in his coat, closed his eyes, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Just as I was half asleep, someone suddenly covered my mouth and lifted me up.

Lu Jiangting opened his eyes in panic and looked at the two people on his left and right.

In just a moment, he was dragged into the house downstairs by Fu Huaiyi and Lin Ping.

The rope had been prepared for him long ago. The two men tied him up together, stuffed a rag into his mouth, and threw him directly onto the sofa.

The door was locked by Fu Huaiyi and he took the key.

Lu Jiangting stared at them angrily, mumbling something incessantly.

Lin Ping rubbed his hands together, cracking his finger bones.

"You bastard, you actually bullied my sister like this. I've wanted to beat you up for a long time."

Fu Huaiyi stopped him, "Go to sleep."

"Hey, I haven't hit him yet."

"You don't need to do anything. Go to sleep."

Lin Ping curled his lips and went back to his room with a frustrated look on his face.

Fu Huaiyi pulled a stool and sat opposite Lu Jiangting, patted his face, and said coldly: "Did I warn you not to harass her again? After all, we have been brothers for many years. I don't want to use my tricks on you. Why don't you learn your lesson?"

“Hmm, Hmm…”

Lu Jiangting stared with bloodshot eyes and kept mumbling.

Fu Huaiyi tore off the rag that was blocking his mouth.

Lu Jiangting spat out a mouthful of blood foam and started cursing at Fu Huaiyi.

"You despicable little man, I treat you as a brother, but you are trying to steal our friendship. Don't forget, you went to my house to attend Yuyao and I's wedding. Humph, now you have kidnapped my wife."

"Who is your wife? Fang Qing? Don't worry, Fang Qing is very safe. No one will kidnap her."

"You..." Lu Jiangting gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, okay, okay, I will report your evil deeds to the higher-ups, and you just wait for your punishment."

Fu Huaiyi sneered: "Okay, I'll wait. At worst, I can just quit the army and my parents will be happy. But before I leave, I have to drag you into this. If you quit, you'll be in trouble. You can only go back and inherit your parents' land."

Lu Jiangting was furious and continued to curse at him.

But he couldn't curse any more after just a few swears because his mouth was blocked again.

Fu Huaiyi simply pulled out a rope and tied it to the sofa, letting him spend the night like that.

He and Lin Ping slept on the bed in the inner room. The bed was big enough for two people.

It was just a little uncomfortable, after smelling that boy's stinky feet all night.

I don't know where he was doing, his feet were really smelly. He had clearly washed his feet, but they still smelled very bad.

…

The next day, they got up before dawn because Lin Yuyao and Lin Ping had to catch an early morning train.

They were fighting over washing and going to the toilet.

When Fu Huaiyi was going to the restroom, Lin Ping rushed in, scaring him so much that he almost fell on his shoes. He was so anxious that he kept calling Lin Ping a pervert.

Lin Ping still looked nonchalant and said, "This toilet is not small. You pee yours and I pee mine. I won't bother you."

Fu Huaiyi: “…”

"Senior Fu, have you never played the game of who can spit farther? Oh, you are too weak."

While talking, he even glanced at him deliberately, leaving him speechless.

"Ahem, men, don't be too rough, or you may end up not being able to find your wife when you come back."

"Hey, that's not enough."

The toilet is crowded, and washing is also crowded.

Lu Jiangting was also on the sofa, moaning non-stop.

Time was already tight, but he still made a mess, which made Lin Ping so angry that he threw the foot cloth from last night in his face.

"Scream, scream, scream. I'm so busy and still have to deal with you. Just shut up."

Lu Jiangting finally stopped shouting, but the smell was so bad that he rolled his eyes.

Fu Huaiyi came out of the room, looked at Lu Jiangting and said, "This is a society ruled by law. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. You can get some more sleep. I'll take them to the train station first and release you when I come back."