Chapter 150 Don't Go to the Beach (2/2)



Seeing Lu Zhaolin's hesitant manner, she quickly understood that he was afraid she might have seen something she shouldn't have.

That's true. Training at the beach in this weather would definitely be scorching hot.

Who knows, some soldiers might not wear any clothes, and some might even go so far as to wear only shorts.

It might not be suitable for me to go there myself.

Song Qinghe belatedly realized what he meant, but she still really wanted to go. What should she do?

Just thinking about Lu Zhaolin's physique, and then imagining a hundred men with similar physiques standing in front of her, makes her heart flutter.

Song Qinghe's eyes lit up. If she wasn't allowed to go over, she could probably sneak a peek from a distance, right?

Anyway, she's not nearsighted, so she should be able to see clearly even if she sneaks a peek.

Lu Zhaolin immediately saw through Song Qinghe's thoughts and quickly said, "Wife, you have to promise me, or I won't go out today."

Song Qinghe: "Okay, okay, I promise you, I won't go!"

She wasn't just saying this to fool Lu Zhaolin; if she wasn't going, she wasn't going. She wasn't the kind of person who was lustful.

Besides, times have changed, so we still need to be mindful of the impact.

If someone had seen him in the past, it might have put Lu Zhaolin in a difficult position.

Lu Zhaolin left only after she agreed.

Seeing that he had gone out, Song Qinghe decided to go out for a stroll as well. Although he had promised not to go to the beach, she could still wander around the family compound and get familiar with the environment.

She still has very important things to do, which she hasn't done yet.

The female soldiers in the cultural troupe openly targeted her and bullied her, and she hadn't even fought back yet.

She said before that she didn't need Lu Zhaolin to stand up for her, but that doesn't mean she wanted to swallow her anger.

Why should I have to swallow my anger? That's simply not true.

For her, there's no such thing as "enduring for a while will bring peace"; the only thing she'll do is endure for a while to prevent breast hyperplasia.

Since they've come to my door to scheme against me, if I don't fight back, they'll think I'm a coward who's afraid of them.

After Song Qinghe came out, she first strolled around the family compound. She noticed that the way people around her were looking at her was a bit strange, and some even avoided her when they saw her. She immediately realized that something was wrong.

Since she arrived, she has hardly interacted with anyone outside. They avoid her whenever they see her, which is clearly abnormal.

Some people have never even seen themselves, and have almost never even met.

As Song Qinghe passed by a group of people sitting under a tree, enjoying the cool shade, she heard her own name called out. Without making a sound, she stealthily moved closer.

She wanted to hear what these people were saying.

It has to be said that infiltrating the masses is a really good method. Song Qinghe only hid in a corner and listened for about five minutes before he understood what they were talking about.

So, the rumors that she's a country bumpkin, lazy and greedy, and not good enough for Lu Zhaolin are also part of this group.

Song Qinghe didn't care about other people's opinions, but she couldn't stand their awful words, which were being said right in front of her.

She couldn't possibly hold back any longer; it was a miracle she didn't turn on them.

Song Qinghe looked at them coldly, and the women in the family compound who were chatting idly suddenly felt a chill down their spines, but they couldn't quite put their finger on why.

It's already June, why is it still so cold? It feels like winter.

Is that correct?

The group turned around and saw Song Qinghe standing with her hands on her hips, watching them with a leisurely air.

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