"I've packed Yunzhou's things. I'll go get them, then I'll take you to the military canteen for lunch. This afternoon, I'll take you to see Yunzhou." Mu Fan went inside and took out two packages, which contained some daily necessities.
Qiao Wanyue and Lu Rong exchanged a glance.
"good"
Mu Fan led Qiao Wanyue and Lu Rong on a tour of the military area. Looking at the place where her son had trained, Lu Rong couldn't help but shed tears again. The soldiers would stop and salute when they saw Qiao Wanyue and Lu Rong.
Looking at them, Lu Rong thought of his son.
"Commander Mu, the political commissar is looking for you."
Mu Fan frowned. "I have guests."
Lu Rong knew that since it wasn't too late, no one would bother them now. "Mu Fan, you go ahead and do your work. We'll go to the cafeteria ourselves. You can pick us up this afternoon."
Mu Fan was in a dilemma.
But the political commissar wasn't a person without sense of propriety; he knew that Lu Yunzhou's family was still bothering him.
"Auntie, sister-in-law, I'll have someone take you there. I'll be right back."
Mu Fan left his secretary to entertain the guests and ran away.
Qiao Wanyue walked hand in hand with Lu Rong on the training field. The young soldiers beside them spoke with great respect after learning that they were Commander Lu's relatives. Lu Heng followed behind them, his eyes filled with envy.
No man doesn't yearn for the military, and he was no exception.
He has passed the prime age for military service, but it would be better for his son to join the army.
canteen
Qiao Wanyue and Lu Rong arrived at the canteen and learned that it was Commander Lu's family. The canteen chef specially prepared his signature dishes for them. Lu Rong and Qiao Wanyue originally did not want to trouble anyone and only wanted to pay their respects to Lu Yunzhou before leaving.
But the soldiers all knew that Lu Rong had arrived and wanted to see him.
When the soldiers saw Lu Rong, their eyes reddened, and they bowed to him in apology for not bringing their commander back.
Lu Rong cried again.
After a moment of sadness, the dishes arrived.
"You are Qiao Wanyue."
A shrill female voice came from behind.
Qiao Wanyue frowned.
A woman with short, ear-length hair, dressed in a long black dress, stood behind her like a little devil.
Qiao Wanyue was startled.
It wasn't her clothes that scared me, but her cheekbones were sunken and her eyes were deep-set, making her look like a little devil who hadn't slept for three days and three nights in hell.
"Who are you?"
"I am Wen Bing, Lu Yunzhou's girlfriend."
Qiao Wanyue: ?
Lu Rong jumped to his feet.
"What nonsense are you spouting, young lady? Yunzhou is already married. Don't talk nonsense." Lu Rong carefully observed Qiao Wanyue's expression, but she remained completely unmoved, even seeming to want to laugh.
The person is dead, what title is she trying to gain?
"So what if it is?"
Wen Bing looked at the woman in front of her, but she remained unmoved.
As expected, Lu Yunzhou had absolutely no feelings for her.
A hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes.
He really does like me.
"Yunzhou is dead, and your engagement is null and void." Wen Bing said in a condescending tone, "You can find someone else to marry. I will give you a hundred yuan as a dowry in place of Yunzhou, and I can also find you a good family in the army."
Qiao Wanyue: ?
Lu Rong: ?
Is she sick...?
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