Song Yan had met him once at the gala and once at her own home.
He and Leng Zhaogang are brothers and have many similar appearances.
Song Yan will definitely remember him.
Song Yan got out of the car.
"...What will happen to my son and me? Are you planning to abandon him completely? Yangyang is still so young!"
These words made Song Yan's blood boil.
However, she remained rational.
Once he could hear them talking, Song Yan stopped.
“Yangyang is your responsibility, and you should fulfill your responsibilities as a mother!” Leng Zhaojiang said.
"It's so hard for me to raise him all by myself!"
I have to go to work, take care of the kids, support the family... I'm doing it all by myself, I can't take it anymore!
The woman always had her back to Song Yan, so her face was obscured, but her voice was soft and gentle.
Hearing this voice easily evokes feelings of pity.
Leng Zhaojiang is also a promising young man; he became a deputy battalion commander at a young age.
If he weren't capable and perceptive, he wouldn't have reached this position.
His sharp gaze met Song Yan's.
Song Yan was naturally not afraid; having discovered her, he walked over.
The woman realized that Leng Zhaojiang's gaze had been fixed on her back, which was unusual.
She turned around and saw Song Yan, her mouth slightly open in surprise.
Her face, already streaked with tears, suddenly burst into tears again.
Song Yan ignored the woman and greeted Leng Zhaojiang: "Hello!"
Leng Zhaojiang also knew Song Yan.
At the gala, she and her husband stole the show. Besides, with her striking and beautiful appearance, she stands out wherever she goes.
He knew something about Song Yan before he met Jiang Xiaoxiao.
He also saved his younger sister, Leng Kexin.
According to Kexin, Song Yan is not a simple person.
Jiang Xiaoxiao and she had an extremely good relationship, like sisters.
Leng Zhaojiang's face showed helplessness and embarrassment; he didn't know how to greet Song Yan. Song Yan's expression clearly indicated a misunderstanding. "What are you doing…"
The woman before me was so beautiful, and she seemed very unhappy. But she didn't make a scene or question me.
She remained so composed even when she saw herself with Leng Zhaojiang.
A hint of jealousy flashed across the woman's face.
"Zhaojiang, is this your girlfriend? I...I..." The woman interrupted Leng Zhaojiang.
The mother, holding her child, had tears streaming down her face.
It seems like they've suffered a great injustice.
People are more delicate and fragile than their voices suggest; wouldn't men all be willing to protect women like that? Song Yan thought to himself.
"Mommy, who is she? I don't like her." The little boy broke free from the woman's hand and ran over to grab Leng Zhaojiang.
Leng Zhaojiang took a step back, and the child missed.
"Wow!
You're a bad person! You're the bad person who's trying to steal Leng's dad away!
"I want my dad!" The little boy burst into tears.
"Yangyang, don't do this!"
What you're doing is putting your dad in a very difficult position!
This isn't Dad's fault!
"You can't be so rude!" the woman said, then went up and hugged the child, both of them crying.
This woman is really something; her tears are so big, falling down in big drops, and it doesn't stop her from talking at all.
She doesn't look ugly when she cries.
Moreover, saying this is very ambiguous.
Song Yan looked at the child's face, then at Leng Zhaojiang's face.
Wow! They actually look somewhat alike!
Don't say that Leng Zhaojiang isn't her man; even if he were her man, he would have done something wrong to her.
Song Yan doesn't need to go up and personally tear things apart.
Just kick this kind of man away and that's it...
Bah! What are you thinking? Shen Qian isn't that kind of person.
The mother and son were embracing each other in anguish, which attracted the attention of passersby.
Song Yan turned around and was about to return to the other side of the road.
Seeing Song Yan leave, Leng Zhaojiang abandoned the mother and child and followed after him.
Although the woman was crying, she kept a close eye on Leng Zhaojiang's condition.
Leng Zhaojiang actually chased after that woman.
"Zhaojiang! Zhaojiang!"
"I told you you have no right to call me that!" Leng Zhaojiang said, and chased after Song Yan.
Song Yan got into the car. Leng Zhaojiang was afraid that he wouldn't be able to catch up with Song Yan if he left, so he quickly opened the passenger door and got into the car as well.
"Comrade Song Yan, I think you've misunderstood..."
"Shut up! I don't want to hear anything right now!"
"Comrade Song Yan..."
"Shut up! Your bad breath is making my car dirty!"
Song Yan pressed the accelerator for a long time...
Where are you taking me?
When Song Yan parked the car, they had already left the district.
Song Yan got out of the car, and a gentle breeze blew her black hair.
Leng Zhaojiang looked at Song Yan; this woman was indeed very beautiful. However, she exuded a cold aura.
Leng Zhaojiang only felt this way when he was fighting the enemy.
He went during the counterattack; he had that feeling in the jungle.
He felt that his perception was wrong; no matter how capable she was, she was still a woman.
Leng Zhaojiang: "Comrade Song Yan, I can explain what happened today."
Please trust my character. Just to be worthy of the military uniform I wear, I will adhere to the bottom line of being a decent human being.
I am loyal to my lover, and I will be even more loyal to my beloved.
"Aren't you joking? Wearing a military uniform will protect your character?"
The first major corruption case since the founding of the People's Republic of China involved two of the highest-ranking officials. They had worn military uniforms for many years, while you had only worn yours for a few days.
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