Although Luo Jiaojiao had never seen a rural girl in person, she had some understanding of her through what she had heard and seen. Her classmates often had older brothers and sisters working in the countryside, and the image of the rural girl described in the letter was deeply imprinted in her mind.
Those village girls were hard-working and diligent, which formed a sharp contrast with her own pampered life.
Luo Jiaojiao knew very well that she was absolutely incapable of handling such heavy labor as farm work.
She shuddered at the thought of getting up early and working in the fields.
According to her classmates, if she really went to the countryside to work, a delicate girl like her would probably starve to death within a few days.
Unless she could find a strong man to rely on, she really couldn't imagine how she could survive in the countryside.
Luo Jiaojiao did not feel angry because of those words. In fact, what they said was not entirely unreasonable.
She quietly poked her head out from behind Leng Mohan, her eyes revealing a hint of dissatisfaction. She knew that these words were actually directed at Leng Mohan.
This emotion quietly grew in Luo Jiaojiao's heart, with a little anger and deep inferiority.
She realized that it was because of her existence that Leng Mohan was criticized like this. This realization made her feel even more complicated.
Zhang Long and Zhou Bing were equally shocked by Luo Jiaojiao's appearance. They simply couldn't believe that the beautiful woman in front of them was actually a country girl.
There was a hint of surprise in both of their eyes, and Zhou Wenwen looked pale in front of Luo Jiaojiao.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Luo Jiaojiao's appearance was rare in the world, and Zhou Wenwen was just ordinary compared to her.
Leng Mohan naturally noticed the surprise in their eyes. He looked back and saw Luo Jiaojiao also looking at them.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. This woman always raised her head when he least wanted her to. She was really an unpredictable woman.
Leng Mohan gently held Luo Jiaojiao's hand and protected her behind him. His eyes were cold and firm as he looked directly at Zhang Long, his tone revealing unquestionable determination.
"I don't need to report to you who I marry, and it has nothing to do with you. I, Leng Mohan, am not the kind of person who relies on women to improve myself. I will make my woman respected by the world because of me."
He gently held Luo Jiaojiao's hand and turned to leave, leaving Zhang Long stunned there. Luo Jiaojiao felt extremely safe under his protection.
When Leng Mohan walked past Zhang Long and the others, he glanced at them with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"It seems like you should be the happiest person, because I decided not to be with Zhou Wenwen."
Leng Mohan deliberately raised his voice so that everyone could hear, "You have been trying to curry favor with her and climb up to the high position of Second Regiment Leader through her, but have you ever thought that she might not even like you? It was impossible before, and it will be even more impossible in the future."
"In the competition in half a month, it seems that you are very confident that you can beat me." I looked at Captain Zhang coldly, with a hint of provocation in my eyes, "Since you care so much about my affairs, then be prepared to receive my full-strength attack. When the time comes, I will not show mercy."
"Leng Mohan!" Zhang Long's voice was filled with anger.
Leng Mohan gently pulled Luo Jiaojiao behind him, stared back at Zhang Long with a provocative look, and sneered, "Want to fight?"
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