At that moment, a cold voice came from behind Wei Heng: "Battalion Commander Ning, what would you like for lunch?"
Wei Heng froze, then awkwardly released his grip on Ning Yuan: "Anything is fine."
But Ning Yuan forgot that she was still holding someone, and suddenly poked her head out from under Wei Heng's armpit to look at that familiar voice.
Upon looking at her, he met a pair of cold, beautiful eyes staring at her, as if he were catching an adulterer in the act.
...
Looking at that handsome, aloof face.
Ning Yuan opened her mouth, wondering why Young Master Rong was here.
But she didn't know what to call him in this situation.
Ning Yuan winked at Rong Zhaonan—
Husband? Cousin? Rong Zhaonan? Head Instructor? My partner?
Rong Zhaonan rolled his eyes at her.
Wei Heng could only wonder why Rong Zhaonan was rolling his eyes at him.
Are you angry? Is it because I arrived late?
He coughed lightly and explained, "Captain Rong, I just ran into my younger sister and learned about her family situation. I'm sorry to have troubled you to come and find her."
Rong Zhaonan looked at Wei Heng and said indifferently, "It's nothing. Let's go back to our seats. I just came back from having a smoke."
As he spoke, he stood to the side and let Wei Heng pull Ning Yuan over.
His gaze, however, was fixed on Ning Yuan and Wei Heng's hands clasped together.
When Ning Yuan passed by him, she did not smell any cigarette smoke on Rong Zhaonan, only a pleasant and refreshing soapy smell.
In this murky air, it was like a refreshing breeze that cleansed the air.
She quietly raised her fingertip and poked it into the gap between his belt and the buttonhole.
Of course, you couldn't poke his beautiful waist through his shirt.
But it was already the part closest to his body.
Rong Zhaonan remained expressionless, turned away as if to avoid her, glanced elsewhere with an indifferent expression, and showed no intention of paying her any attention.
But the next moment, he felt a hand slip under the hem of his military uniform and secretly pinch his...buttocks through his trousers!
Rong Zhaonan tensed up and glared coldly at Ning Yuan, only to have her wink at him and then pinch her own buttocks as if savoring the moment.
That damn rabbit!
Rong Zhaonan finally spoke without much expression: "I'll go get some hot water first."
Then, he turned and walked towards the connecting area between the carriages.
Wei Heng seemed to sense the subtle tension between the two, but when he turned his head again, he saw Ning Yuan smiling at him with her eyes crinkled.
Wei Heng's heart softened, and he pulled her towards their seats, whispering, "That's Captain Rong, my comrade-in-arms. Don't let his good looks fool you; he has a tough temper and is hard to approach."
Ning Yuan was taken aback, then coughed lightly and said, "I understand."
Just as she was about to reach her spot, Ning Yuan suddenly clutched her stomach and stepped back, saying, "Brother, my stomach hurts, I need to go to the bathroom."
Wei Heng could only nod: "Be careful."
Ning Yuan nodded quickly, clutched her stomach, and headed in Rong Zhaonan's direction.
However, when they arrived at the water fountain at the connection between the train carriages, they didn't see anyone.
Ning Yuan knew he was cautious, and after checking that no one was in the restroom, she could only continue walking forward.
After traveling through two carriages, he was grabbed by the collar and dragged towards the train door at another train connection.
The door joint is quite wide, and there are many cardboard boxes piled up high there.
Ning Yuan was pulled behind the cardboard boxes and pressed against the hard chest of a man in military uniform.
She didn't resist, but simply raised her eyes, looked at him with a raised eyebrow and a smile, and poked his chest—
"Hey cousin, why aren't you in Guangzhou or Hong Kong? What are you doing here? Are you doing temporary work again?"
She looks like a cute, fair-skinned young girl, but she looks like a brothel madam from the old society.
Rong Zhaonan's expression was aloof. He grasped her hand and straightened her up: "If I didn't come, how would I know how many good brothers you have to hug and cuddle?"
When he's wearing his uniform, he won't flirt with her in public.
Ning Yuan sighed and poked his chest with her other hand: "You know he's my older brother, yet you still say things like that. What are you jealous about!"
As she spoke, she suddenly gave him a sharp look, sizing him up and down: "Tell me the truth, how did you get in touch with my older brother? Why were you flirting with him?"
Rong Zhaonan looked at her big, clear eyes and said, "I've already met one of your brothers-in-law, so it's time to meet this brother you've been thinking about the most."
Initially, when he suspected Ning Yuan was a petty spy, he had people investigate Ning Yuan's entire family.
Ning Weiheng, being in the military, was the one he suspected the most.
But Ning Weiheng has no problem, and Ning Yuan has no problem either.
"This mission also requires transporting goods to Shanghai, and transferring people from Shanghai was originally planned. I took the opportunity to nominate him so we could go to Guangzhou together."
Rong Zhaonan said calmly, "For various reasons, we agreed to meet here."
He came here from Guangzhou early so that he could see this heartless little brat sooner.
She even chose Ning Weiheng, not only because he was indeed suitable for the task, but also because Ning Yuan cared about this older brother.
"When the time came, I saw that she only had eyes for her older brother, hugging and crying, and completely ignored me standing behind her."
Rong Zhaonan lowered his eyes, giving the girl in front of him a dangerous look.
Ning Yuan felt guilty under his gaze. Huh? Was he standing right behind her older brother just now?
She really didn't see it.
She quickly coughed lightly: "Well, let me explain, no, I mean, I haven't seen my brother for two years, and I got too excited."
This Boss Rong is incredibly jealous.
Ning Yuan could only quickly change the subject: "So what should we do now? How should I call you? We're still secretly married!"
After listening to how she introduced herself to Wei Heng, Rong Zhaonan pondered for a moment and said, "Just call me cousin. You can tell Wei Heng that I am the cousin you recognized back in the countryside."
Ning Yuan was silent for a while: "How long are we going to keep our marriage a secret? When will you stop doing odd jobs everywhere?"
After she finished asking her question, she didn't wait for his answer, but instead sighed as if talking to herself—
"Forget it, I'm not in a hurry. Everyone has their own mission and work."
Rong Zhaonan gently squeezed her hand, his voice a little hoarse: "I'm sorry."
Ning Yuan smiled, lowered her head and gripped his slender hand tightly: "The man I like is outstanding, which is why so many people need him."
Despite his flattering words, the aloof and powerful Rong's expression softened noticeably.
Ning Yuan's large, downcast eyes darted around, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Oh wow, Boss Rong, being such a jealous person, skipped the part about being jealous.
...
They decided how to explain it to Wei Heng later.
Ning Yuan followed Rong Zhaonan directly to their seats.
Wei Heng watched them approach one after the other, then stood up, his handsome brows furrowing: "What are you doing here...?"
Ning Yuan glanced at the others in her seat, coughed lightly, and briefly recounted what happened back in the countryside.
She simply omitted the fact that she and Rong Zhaonan had already registered their marriage.
Tang Zhenzhen was probably afraid that Wei Heng would get angry and go to the countryside to find her, thus exposing her true colors.
She also didn't mention that she was actually married in the countryside.
But Ning Weiheng wasn't stupid; he remembered that the two of them had disappeared for quite some time.
It would be strange if these two weren't having an ambiguous relationship.
His brow was furrowed so deeply it could trap a mosquito.
Wei Heng looked at Rong Zhaonan expressionlessly: "It seems that Captain Rong had planned this all along when he asked me to work with him."
Rong Zhaonan took a sip of hot water from his enamel mug and said casually, "Commander Ning is joking. I just found out that we are so destined to meet, we both have the same younger sister."
Ning Yuan's feelings for Ning Weiheng are purely familial, but what about Ning Weiheng's?
They were both men, but he felt something different.
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