100 “I want to defend myself.”

"That friend of theirs, named Ning something..."

"Would you like to talk?"

"Yes, it's him!" Xiao Rong curled her lips, "When Qi Zhi and I were having dinner, Ning Yixu called him."

Although she didn't hear it all, she was able to grasp the general content.

Xiao Rong explained the whole story and asked Meng Liyue: "What do you think? Your husband's friends now think that he will dump you..."

"When someone asked him how he felt about being married, how did he answer?"

"That's it? It seems to be said that."

Meng Liyue nodded slowly: "I understand."

"Originally I was struggling with whether to tell you, but his friends... I was worried that you might hear it from other people later, so I might as well tell you first. Why don't you ask him what's going on first?"

"Wait until he comes back. He's in London... Don't bother him."

Meng Liyue was calmer than she had imagined when she heard such news which could be said to have poured cold water on their marriage.

Xiao Rong was a little distressed: "I still find it strange, there is no problem with your husband's relationship with you?"

Meng Liyue pursed her lips, equally confused.

She just didn't understand why Li Fuzheng answered like that? Was it because he had no expectations for this relationship? Did he think it could end at any time?

This possibility made her uncomfortable, but fortunately the stabbing pain in her heart just thinking about it only lasted for a moment.

Meng Liyue still prefers to believe in her own experience and feelings.

When Li returns from the expedition, we can just ask him for an answer.

As for his answer...whether she was willing to hear it, Meng Liyue did not think about this possibility.

Before marrying him, she had imagined the worst possible outcome, but as they got closer and closer, Li Fuzheng said that he liked her, and this pessimistic idea was abandoned.

She was willing to trust him.

Before going home, Xiao Rong repeatedly told her to stay calm. Meng Liyue laughed: "Am I such an impulsive person?"

Xiao Rong pouted slightly: "I'm just worried that feelings will make people lose their rationality. If I accidentally destroy your relationship, I will be unforgivable!"

"No, thank you for telling me this. At least I can be mentally prepared in advance."

When she got home, the empty room made Meng Liyue feel a little lost and she missed him so much.

Just then, the cell phone rang.

Husband: "I won't be back until tomorrow, so I'm going to buy something now."

Meng Liyue: “Yeah.”

Husband: "I bought you a scarf for the winter, and some chocolates here."

Meng Liyue: "Thank you~"

After seeing the message from Li Fuzheng, she was actually still a little depressed. She was still trying to adjust her mood and didn't pay much attention to the fact that her reply was a little too polite.

After chatting for a few more sentences, she said, "I'm going to sleep now. I'll wait for you to come back tomorrow. Have a safe journey."

After the rest, Meng Liyue's mood gradually calmed down.

Before going to work, she sent another message to Li Fuzheng: "I look forward to picking you up home today."

I just don't know if there is such an opportunity.

In front of the automated screen, Meng Liyue had just commanded an aircraft to take off through the microphone. In the headset, a different, deeper voice than usual appeared: "Hecheng Approach, CNS624 heavy, Good evening, descending 3600m, With you."

It is time to go on the expedition.

He spoke in pure American accent and talked to her in a low, hoarse voice over the radio channel. Meng Liyue's heart beat violently.

She knew that he was cooperating with her practice.

The corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously, and her tone was lighter than before: "CNS624 heavy, Hecheng approach, radar contact, descend and maintain 3000m, heading 060 (CNS624 heavy, Hecheng approach radar identified, descend and maintain 3000m, heading 060.)

In the special radio environment, Li Fuzheng's repetition became more and more attractive: "Heading 060, descend and maintain 3000m, CNS624 heavy."

Every time Meng Liyue pressed the microphone, every time Li Fuzheng repeated accurately, on this ordinary day, in the very high frequency frequency thousands of meters above the sky, there was a profound meaning that belonged only to them...

“CNS624 heavy, Descend to 900m, cleared for ILS approach Runway 20L, Report established.”

"Descend to 900m, cleared for ILS approach Runway 02L, CNS624 heavy."

When Li Fuzheng repeated it softly, the smile in his voice deepened.

It’s fun to practice English with my wife.

The airport runway was right in front of him.

"Hecheng approach, localizer, runway 02L, CNS624 heavy."

There was an unnoticeable tenderness in Meng Liyue's command: "CNS624 heavy, Roger, continue approach, radar service terminated, contact Tower on 123.0, see you."

"Tower on 123.0, CNS624 heavy."

Li Fuzheng repeated it and added softly: "See you."

When I got off work, it was just getting light.

Meng Liyue saw the figure she missed so much leaning against the car door waiting for him. She walked over and was suddenly picked up by him in his arms.

Li Fuzheng put his lips close to her ear and sounded extremely aggrieved: "Regarding the recent false rumors, I want to defend myself. You can't sentence me to death just like that."