After exchanging military ranks, she picked up the medals from the box again and solemnly handed them to the man in front of her.
I actually wanted to say something, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it for the moment.
The man smiled and took it from his young wife.
Finally, Ye Wanying took out the last certificate of honor from the box and was about to hand it to the man when he did not reach out to take it.
"Huh? Yours!" Why aren't you answering?
The man grinned and grabbed his wife's wrist with his free hand. He didn't try to hide his voice, but it wasn't very loud either; only the host on stage could hear him.
"No, this is yours!"
Although the audience couldn't hear the couple's interaction, they weren't blind and could see it clearly, so they all laughed.
Sure enough, my own mentor is a doting husband.
Even at a time like this, he doesn't forget to show affection to his wife.
Ninety-nine percent of the people in the audience offered their blessings, except for that one percent—the beautiful group leader—who was so angry that she broke her fingernails.
I really want to ask: Does it hurt?
Maybe it doesn't hurt!
No pain can compare to the excruciating pain of seeing your beloved flaunting their love with another woman.
However, it was clear that no one was paying attention to the beautiful female team leader; everyone's eyes were fixed on the stage.
The host coughed twice before coming to his senses: "There is a profession called soldier, and an identity called military wife; there is a responsibility called protecting the country, and a dedication called silently watching over... At this moment, here, I would like to ask all the men present to give a round of applause to our great military wives."
pa! pa! pa! papappapa!
A deafening ovation erupted, seemingly lifting the roof off the house.
Ye Wanying sighed inwardly. Couldn't this man be a little more low-key?
Do you know how many people will use you, the youngest division commander, as a sitting duck in the future?
Keep a low profile, keep a low profile, keep a low profile!
Can we not be so high-profile?
Pfft, how could we possibly keep a low profile at a time like this? Of course, we'd be going all out!
"Now, let's have our division commander's wife say a few words, shall we?"
"good!"
They said "yes" so many times that it was impossible for anyone to refuse.
Fortunately, Ye Wanying remained calm and did not panic, while the man squeezed her hand encouragingly.
Ye Wanying took two deep breaths, stepped forward, and took the microphone from the host:
"I feel very proud to be standing here today to present this award to my husband, as a military wife. I feel that all the hard work and waiting have been worthwhile. In the future, I will definitely support my husband's work from home so that he can focus on doing more meaningful things in the military. The military's arrangement for us to present this award to my husband has enhanced our sense of honor and pride as military spouses. We will fully support my husband's work and make greater contributions to the development of the military."
These words naturally caused a violent uproar in the audience.
Well, in Queen Ye's words, it was all thanks to the local soldiers for giving them face and supporting them!
Even the leaders sitting in the audience praised her, saying, "That's well said. She has high ideological awareness and is a good military wife!"
"As expected of the division commander's wife, her courage is truly exceptional!"
Hearing the praise for his granddaughter-in-law around him, Old Master Gu was even happier than when he heard praise for himself: Of course, look who her granddaughter-in-law is!
Ye Yuechen was extremely proud of his younger sister, but he was still not entirely pleased with his brother-in-law's promotion. Seeing everyone applauding enthusiastically for his sister, he was even happier, completely unaware that his palms were red from clapping.
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