Chapter 345 What is there for them to meet? !

Han Suijing froze there. Even though he could have lied, he could still feel resistance in his heart.

He closed his eyes and took a very deep breath.

After a while, he said with a pale face: "Uncle, I have never been with any woman other than Ziru. However, there is one thing you may not know. It is a fact that Xia Yunshu has been close to my brother in the past few years."

"Han Tingzhang talked to Xia Yunshu?" Duan Suili was extremely shocked.

Although he often went to Beijing and had a good relationship with Han Tingzhang, this was the first time he heard that Han Tingzhang was talking about a partner with the girl from the Xia family.

I'm afraid even Duan Yanzhi, a rough man who often went to Beijing for meetings, didn't notice that he had met Han Tingzhang.

Han Suijing lowered his head, his eyes dim, "They probably haven't talked about it yet, but I'm not very clear about these things."

"Okay, I understand. Then are you still going to see Xia Yunshu? Is she going to see you because she wants to tell you about Han Tingzhang?"

"...Uncle, I don't want to see her!" Han Suijing flatly refused to meet Xia Yunshu, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Besides, I don't want Ziru to know about this."

Duan Suili raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes, and glanced downstairs, "What are you afraid of? You have nothing to do with her. Even if Ziru knew that you met, she would not be as unreasonable as other women to make trouble with you."

"Uncle, I'm still busy here. If you have nothing else to do, I'll go first."

"Yeah." Duan Suili listened to the beeping sound from the other end of the phone and hesitated for a while before putting the receiver back on the phone.

He always felt that there was something strange about this matter. Since this was someone Han Tingzhang had talked to before, what was there for Han Suijing, as his younger brother, to be afraid of?

After thinking about it, he realized that this incident had made him lose focus on work.

Duan Suili hurried downstairs and went straight to the hospital. When he arrived at the hospital, he sent his other nephew who was accompanying him to buy cigarettes for Duan Yanzhi, and then told his eldest nephew about Xia Yunshu in a casual manner.

"Xia Yunshu wants to meet Han Suijing?!" As expected by Duan Suili, his nephew's eyes widened and he asked in a rough voice, "She is in love with Han Tingzhang. Is it because she wants to pursue Han Suijing?"

"Your head is such a mess." Duan Suili held his forehead with a frown on his face. What the hell was going on? Even if Xia Yunshu wanted to contact Han Tingzhang through Han Suijing, he certainly wouldn't be in such a hurry.

"Humph," Duan Yanzhi snorted coldly, and said with great disdain, "How many girls would like that bastard Han Tingzhang? He has no hope in his life, and will be a bachelor just like me."

Duan Suili pondered in his mind the true relationship between Xia Yunshu, Han Tingzhang and Han Suijing. It was definitely not as simple as the elder brother covering up for the younger brother.

On this point, he still believed in Han Suijing.

Duan Suili lowered his eyes and stared at his nephew thoughtfully.

"Then tell me, should I still help you?"

Duan Yanzhi looked anxiously at his uncle waiting, feeling sorry for Wang Ziru, "Women are jealous! They have only been married for a few days, and you sent a girl to meet Han Suijing. What will Bao'er's mother think?"

I would definitely have wild thoughts and think that they had some story in the past!

"Let's stay out of the Han family's business." Duan Yanzhi turned his angular face away and said somewhat disappointedly.

However, when he thought about the person Han Tingzhang and Xia Yunshu had talked about, the next moment, Duan Yanzhi looked at the excitement with interest, "This is exciting, I should call Han Tingzhang to say hello, the feeling of heartbreak must be wonderful."

"You have never met the Xia family girl, so you think so. When you meet her, you may not be in the mood to laugh at Han Tingzhang."

"What do you mean?" Duan Yan narrowed his sharp eyes and thought for a while. "I remember that at the beginning of the year, Han Suijing and I went to Beijing for a meeting. I think I met Xia Yunshu. How come, from your tone, Han Tingzhang doesn't like his previous partner anymore?"

Duan Suili and his nephew talked about everything, so Duan Suili briefly told him what he had seen.

"Xia Yunshu is sick? From what you said, she is so thin that she is out of shape. Could it be that the Xia family knows that their daughter has a terminal illness and is in a hurry to find a husband for her and bury her?!" Duan Yanzhi couldn't help shivering as he guessed this. "The Xia couple are too scary!"

"Maybe it was Xia Guowang's idea! You know, Xia Guowang and Han Tingzhang have been at odds for so many years. His niece has been living at home for such a long time. Who has she met with every day and what has she done with her every day? He still can't see any clues?"

Looking at Duan Yanzhi, he had an expression that said "I guessed right".

More than 100 kilometers away from Kunming City, in the deep mountains, the special forces training sounds can be heard one after another on the training ground.

Han Suijing stood tall in front of the window, looking at the densely packed figures on the training ground outside the window, his vision gradually becoming blurred.

He never expected that Xia Yunshu would brazenly say in front of Duan Suili that she wanted to see him!

What do they have to meet?!

If his elder brother hadn't been in love with her, he would never have known Xia Yunshu.

In the evening, Han Suijing finished his important work for the day and hurried back to his family compound. As soon as he reached the fifth floor, he saw his wife, like other military wives, standing in the corridor outside her house, preparing dinner for the family.

She looked so gentle and quiet, and she was cooking seriously while talking to the military wife of her neighbor next door.

Wang Ziru went to the village in the afternoon and talked to several farmers about some ideas about farming. She asked them to prepare. The next morning everyone would go to the village together to sow seeds. So she was in a good mood at the moment and her voice was naturally cheerful.

Seeing the man coming home from get off work to eat, Wang Ziru looked up at him and said, "Are you hungry? Wait another ten minutes and we can have dinner."

"Hmm!" Han Suijing walked to the door of his house and looked at the potato pancakes being fried in the pan. They were golden and delicious, and were almost cooked.

In the room, two cute little babies were lying on a rattan chair, chattering while reading picture books.

"Dad! You're back." When Baoer saw his father, he was even happier than his mother. He waved his hand and said, "Come in quickly. I can tell you a story."

Fu Jiqiu and Baoer competed to tell stories to Han Suijing.

"After dinner, I'm going to test you two to see who can tell a better story. Now get ready." Han Suijing walked into the living room, sat down, took the two little cuties in his hands, and said seriously.

"Why do you have to wait until after dinner to tell the story?" Baoer frowned.

"Look, mom has set the table. It's time to eat, so let's just eat quietly," Han Suijing turned his head to look at the dining table. There were several dishes on the table, including scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried pork belly with beans, and cold cucumber salad, all of which were fresh vegetables picked from the village.

Looks very delicious and refreshing.

"Sit down. When mommy fries the potato pancakes and brings them in, we'll start eating. Now, just wait for mommy to cook." Han Suijing patiently comforted the two children.

In the living room, there is a heartwarming scene of loving father and filial son.

Outside the door, Wang Ziru looked at the man curiously. Seeing that his eyes were gentle and his words were kind, she suddenly liked the relaxed atmosphere at home. She waited until the potato pancakes in the pot were fried until golden brown on both sides.

She placed a plate full of potato pancakes on an enamel plate, brought it into the living room, and placed it in front of the two children.

"It's time to eat."

The two children sat obediently on their little chairs, quickly picked up their chopsticks, and reached for the potato pancakes at the same time.

Han Suijing looked up at his wife and didn't pick up the chopsticks until she sat down. There was no sign of abnormality on his handsome face. He picked up a bowl of vegetable porridge, forced a self-deprecating smile, and lowered his head to eat.

In the family compound, voices of military wives calling their children to come home for dinner could be heard from every household.

While Wang Ziru was eating, she glanced at the two children and said, "After dinner, you two will go downstairs and play for a while, then come back and take a shower."

"Okay, Mom." Baoer answered readily.

Fu Jiqiu was rather dull. The little boy never liked to talk and always just ate his meals in silence.

Seeing that Fu Jiqiu didn't pick up the food far away, Wang Ziru calmly moved a plate of pork belly in front of him and said, "Fu Jiqiu, eat more meat."

"Oh." Fu Jiqiu nodded gloomily.

"After you two take a bath tonight, don't go out again. I will teach you how to read music scores when I am free."

"Dad, let's move the piano here! From now on, Fu Jiqiu and I can practice piano here." Baoer said suddenly.

The little face was full of hope as he looked at his father.

Han Suijing relaxed and greeted his son's hopeful face. He said jokingly, "We live in a family compound. The house is relatively small. There is no place to put such a big piano."

"Dad, is your office ok?"

Wang Ziru pursed her red lips and couldn't help but speak, "Bao'er! Don't make things difficult for Dad. Dad's office is a place for the army and for him to work. Personal belongings from our home cannot be placed here. You and Fu Jiqiu want to learn piano. From now on, practice the music score every day."

"When Dad is not so busy at work, I will take you back to Kunming on weekends and Mom will teach you to play the piano."

Bao Er lowered his head and chewed the food without tasting it: "Okay."

Late at night, Han Suijing took the two kids to a bath and put them to bed until they fell asleep before leaving.

After taking a shower, Wang Ziru went into the small study room with a book on her knees and her chin on her hand. When she heard the man coming in, her thick eyelashes moved, but she did not raise her eyes to look at him.

Han Suijing did not disturb his wife and walked to the desk and sat down.

Leaning back in his chair, he casually picked up a book from the bookcase next to him and began to flip through it lazily.

From outside the window, there were occasional noises coming from the soldiers in the adjacent building.

An hour passed and Han Suijing had no intention of reading the book in his hand. He stared at his wife quietly with sullen eyes.

It's a bit strange what she is looking at that she is so fascinated by it.

He had never seen his wife and his little daughter in such a clear and focused manner before, and he was stunned.

Suddenly, as if sensing the man's frequent gazes, Wang Ziru raised her cheeks and looked at her husband with her dark eyes. Her pale face flushed slightly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Han Suijing looked a little aggrieved, hummed, and said coquettishly: "I have been in the study for an hour, and you didn't even look at me."

He casually threw the book in his hand onto the desk, sat on the chair and reached out to her.

The corners of Wang Ziru's mouth curled up slightly, then she bit her lip, lowered her eyes and smiled softly, then stood up and walked over, but the man pushed her down on his lap and made her sit down.

"Am I still your baby?!" He leaned back in the chair, wrapped his arms around his wife's soft body, buried his face in her, and gently inhaled the scent of shampoo emanating from her body.

"You are my old baby."

"Really?"

The young couple snuggled together, affectionately and lovingly, enjoying their undisturbed world of two. It was a rare and pleasant experience.

His hands were warm and strong, tightly holding her. Wang Ziru was bitten by the man, and when she looked up, she saw him raising his face, his eyes were blurred, and he smiled at him: "How long are you going to look at me like this? If you don't go to sleep, it will be dawn soon."

"Go to bed now."

Han Suijing carried his wife out of the study lightly and entered the dim small room without even having time to lock the door.

The door was unexpectedly pushed open from the outside, and Baoer appeared outside the door rubbing his eyes.

"Mom, what do you want me to do?"

Han Suijing turned around suddenly and looked at his son standing outside the door. He asked in confusion, "Mom is already asleep, why would she call you? Go back to sleep."

"But I just fell asleep and had a dream. I clearly heard mom calling me. She even asked me where I was." The little guy rubbed his eyes, looking dazed.

Hearing this, a deep sense of shock gradually spread in Han Suijing's heart.

Wang Ziru's almond-shaped eyes gradually widened in the darkness, and she whispered, "Was this child frightened during the day or had a nightmare at night?

She hurriedly got up, walked out, picked up her son, and pecked him three times on the forehead. "Don't be afraid, mom is at home."

"But I feel like mom is not at home..." Baoer looked at her mother suspiciously, and then leaned in her arms and fell asleep.

There was no lust in Han Suijing's eyes anymore, and he followed him into his son's small room.