Zhu Kexin, who was on the minds of both Zhao Qinglan and Li Huai, had just settled her life's most important matter.
After much persuasion and manipulation, Xue Jingxue had no choice but to give in and marry her.
It would be impossible to say that Xue Jingxue didn't harbor any resentment.
Actually, Zhu's father didn't approve of his daughter's insistence on being with Xue Jingxue.
Zhu's father, being experienced and knowledgeable, believed that Xue Jingxue was no longer a suitable match. However, given his daughter's relentless determination to marry him, he had no choice but to reluctantly accept it.
He only hoped that his daughter, having chosen this path and a person like Xue Jingxue, would not regret it later.
On his wedding night, Xue Jingxue drank a lot of alcohol, accepting all offers without hesitation.
Once he was taken to the new house, he fell fast asleep.
Looking at her unconscious husband lying there, Zhu Kexin's expression darkened.
Her long-awaited wedding and wedding night, just like that?
Zhu Kexin, lost in her own world, had no idea that she had two biological sons.
...
Perhaps it was because his father's arrival triggered some unpleasant memories for Li Huai.
That evening, he talked to Zhao Qinglan about his mother at length.
The two did nothing else but quietly snuggle together, one talking and the other listening.
This was something that had never happened in the previous life either.
As Li Huai described her, Zhao Qinglan's image of her mother-in-law, whom she had never met, became increasingly richer.
She felt genuinely sorry for her deceased mother-in-law.
Although Li Huai still didn't explain how his mother-in-law died, nor how he became enemies with Li Zhenhua and his son.
But Zhao Qinglan wasn't stupid. Just by looking at Li Zhenhua's attitude and thinking about Li Huai's stepmother, she could guess a lot of things.
She just felt it was a pity that her mother-in-law, such a good person, had married the wrong person.
However, she was also grateful that, because of her mother-in-law, she was able to meet such a good man as Li Huai.
Because of their late-night conversation, both of them stayed up late.
Fortunately, Li Huai's biological clock is punctual and he is in good health, so sleeping less doesn't affect his ability to wake up on time.
Unbeknownst to them, Yang Qingmin had been drinking alone with Battalion Commander Qu again last night.
Upon learning about Li Huai's family background, Battalion Commander Qu was also quite shocked.
The two of them talked for a long time about how good it was to be born into a good family, how people with connections could not compare to them, and sour remarks.
When Battalion Commander Qu left, Qian Hongxia was stunned to learn the truth.
She wished Zhao Qinglan and her husband would be in immediate trouble, and would never have wanted Li Huai to suddenly have a high-ranking official as his father.
Unfortunately, this is not something they want or don't want; the fact is the fact.
Battalion Commander Qu returned home, still unable to contain his complaints.
Wei Hong learned from him that Li Huai had a father who was a high-ranking military officer. After her initial surprise, she could only look at her husband with sarcasm.
She couldn't stand seeing others do well, and now that she knows they're even more capable than she thought, all she does is complain. She feels her husband is becoming more and more of a stranger.
The mockery on her face did not escape Battalion Commander Qu's eyes. The man, who was already somewhat irritable from drinking, immediately became angry.
Unfortunately, Wei Hong was beaten again.
And this time, it wasn't just one slap.
Despite being punched and kicked, Wei Hong endured the beating without making a sound, whether out of fear of embarrassment or for some other reason.
Battalion Commander Qu fell into a deep sleep after the effects of the alcohol took hold.
Sitting on the ground, covered in injuries, Wei Hong suddenly smiled sadly.
Battalion Commander Qu woke up groggily in the morning and was about to ask his wife to pour him some water when he suddenly remembered what happened last night and sat up abruptly.
When he ran out of the house, he saw his wife, whose face was bruised and swollen, silently cooking.
Seeing his wife's miserable state, he felt both regret and fear.
"Honey, I... I drank too much yesterday. I didn't mean to."
Wei Hong's lips twitched. "Let's eat." After saying that, she went to get the bowls and chopsticks.
Her calm demeanor—neither crying nor making a fuss nor complaining—made Battalion Commander Qu feel uneasy.
He was in no mood to eat; he was restless and fidgety.
"Wife, if you're angry with me, you can scold me a couple of times, or even hit me a couple of times."
"No need," she said indifferently.
Watching his wife eat calmly, Battalion Commander Qu felt increasingly uneasy.
No matter what he said, his wife would not give any further response.
When Battalion Commander Qu glanced at his watch and realized he was late, he exclaimed in surprise and ran out.
As he left, he didn't forget to call out, "Honey, let's talk when I get back."
Should we come back and talk about it? No need.
Wei Hong got up, tidied up the dishes, and stepped out of the house.
Battalion Commander Qu was late, but Wei Hong was also late for work.
Just as she came out, Zhao Qinglan went into the yard to pour water. She turned her head and glanced at her face, and with a bang, the basin in her hand fell to the ground.
"Sister Wei Hong, what's wrong with you!" Zhao Qinglan rushed over.
Her shout startled Wu Mei, who was hiding inside, and she came out.
"What's wrong?"
Running up to Wei Hong and looking closely at the injuries on her face, Zhao Qinglan said in a trembling voice, "Sister Wei Hong."
When Wu Mei ran over, she was shocked to see Wei Hong with a bruised and swollen face.
"Wei Hong, what happened to you?"
Wei Hong smiled. "I'm fine, but there's something I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you with again."
As she spoke, she looked up at the sky, her voice ethereal.
"I don't want to be with him anymore."
With just one sentence, Zhao Qinglan and Wu Mei knew who the instigator was.
Their heart ached for Wei Hong, who remained so calm.
"That damned bastard!" Wu Mei said through gritted teeth.
"Sister Wei Hong, whatever you want to do, I will support you!" Zhao Qinglan grasped her hand.
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