Seeing He Tingchuan supporting her, Yun Jin couldn't let him down, so tears welled up in her eyes, and her acting skills soared: "I don't know why everyone is so hostile towards me. My brother is a martyr, yet he is still being slandered."
"The reason I was able to marry my child's father must be because he likes me. If he didn't like me, how could he have married me? You agree, right, my child's father!" Yun Jin kept saying "likes me," completely oblivious to the word "shame."
The older women: "......"
Pooh!
shameless!
Like it my ass!
If someone liked it, they wouldn't let themselves wear tattered clothes and rarely return to the compound after getting married.
Do you think we're blind?
However, since the parties involved do not admit it, they cannot say anything.
Good heavens, the upright Commander He has been corrupted by this little brat.
Women from the countryside are really wicked!
Look at those tears, they're flowing like they're free! Tsk tsk tsk, they just come out of nowhere. Why doesn't she go and sing opera?
Even movie stars can't cry like her.
Having been caught, He Tingchuan, who was supposed to cooperate with Yun Jin's performance, did not turn a blind eye and nodded emphatically: "Yes, my relationship with my wife is very good. I hope you will not make any unfounded assumptions and ruin our relationship."
"Yes, we're doing great!" Yun Jin wiped away her tears and hugged He Tingchuan's arm, deliberately leaning her head closer to see the wonderfully shocked expressions on her sisters-in-law's faces.
He Tingchuan made a harsh statement: "If I ever hear you talking about my wife again, although I don't hit women, I don't mind beating you men up. Everyone cares about their own man."
The older women: "......"
On the way home, Yun Jin smiled and occasionally glanced at He Tingchuan's cold, hard jawline. She found him pleasing to the eye and couldn't help but admire Feng Qianqian's good taste.
If she hadn't transmigrated into the book, He Tingchuan would indeed have been the best choice.
Unfortunately, she is currently inside a book, and she absolutely cannot let such a good man go.
The couple left one after the other. Yun Jin walked in front, her pregnant belly swaying as she walked slowly. Behind her, the tall and long-legged He Tingchuan did not stride forward, but followed her rhythm, taking his own steps at a leisurely pace.
The old woman, who was speechless after being rebuked, was dumbfounded. Someone said, "Commander He doesn't seem to be forced."
"How dare you say that? If you hadn't been so talkative, would we have been reprimanded by Commander He?" Thinking of He Tingchuan's dark face, they felt uneasy.
“I did not smear the families of martyrs.”
"Yun Jin and I barely exchanged a few words, don't blame me!"
The group of elderly women in the background, surrounded by crickets, vividly portrayed a scene of scattering in the face of disaster.
No one wanted to take the blame. You shirked responsibility, I shifted the blame, and all sorts of accusations were leveled. The fake sister-in-law relationship crumbled at this moment.
The ship of friendship capsized.
Yun Jin could imagine the scene of them blaming each other, and her smile was incredibly hearty.
He Tingchuan, who was being stared at by Yun Jin, opened the door first. After Yun Jin entered the room, he poured a teacup of water for her. After watching her gulp it down, he said coldly, "In the future, don't put your arms around each other's arms or lean on each other's shoulders in front of outsiders."
Yun Jin's plain water no longer tasted good, and her large, almond-shaped eyes were filled with confusion: "Why, don't you like it?"
He Tingchuan's ears turned red involuntarily. He turned his face away from the shameless woman and said, "It's not a good influence."
“We are husband and wife,” Yun Jin said matter-of-factly.
He Tingchuan emphasized: "This is a military family compound. I am a soldier, and I must be mindful of my image."
Yun Jin nodded. Okay, she accepted this reason!
She teased with a smile, "Does that mean you can lean on someone's shoulder and hug them at home?"
He Tingchuan's ears were practically bleeding. His Adam's apple bobbed as he scrutinized Yun Jin with his sharp gaze: "I'm asking you, is your brother's birthmark on the left or right side of his butt?"
Yun Jin: "......"
This guy is really... playing with fire!
Yun Jin knew that she had inadvertently revealed her true nature again. The main problem was that the original owner's pushover, gloomy, depressed, and taciturn personality was something she couldn't fake.
She looked at her big, bright eyes with a puzzled expression: "Does my brother have a birthmark on his butt? How come I didn't know?"
He Tingchuan's heart sank, and the second test showed she had no problem.
She's not a spy!
"Hmm, your brother doesn't have a birthmark on his butt. I must have been mistaken." He Tingchuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yun Jin saw through it but didn't say anything: "I knew it. How could my brother have a birthmark on his butt? It's not you. I haven't told anyone about the mole on your butt."
He Tingchuan's face flushed bright red instantly; this cold and ruthless man had broken down at this moment.
His sword-like eyebrows furrowed, and he glared at Yun Jin with shame and indignation. His face was red and his neck was thick, and his expression was quite a sight: "You...you shouldn't talk nonsense."
Yun Jin was in a great mood and smiled as she raised her hand to assure everyone: "Yeah, I won't say anything. You don't have a single mole on your butt!"
He Tingchuan finally understood what it meant to lift a rock only to drop it on one's own foot.
He never suspected her of being a spy or enemy agent again.
He began to miss his old wife who was afraid of him; she was quite nice when she didn't talk.
Now it's incredible; with just a few words, they can infuriate others, and they can also infuriate themselves.
He Tingchuan didn't dare to face Yun Jin, so he made an excuse to leave. Yun Jin was anxious: "Where are you going? Who will wash my clothes if you leave? I just bought these underwear and socks, they need to be washed before I can wear them."
He Tingchuan was struck by the words "underwear" and "panties".
He looked at the woman who was so confidently giving him orders in disbelief: "You want me to wash?"
Yun Jin, cradling her large belly, said, "I'm pregnant! I can't do heavy work. If you don't wash my clothes, who will? Aren't you my husband? Isn't it only natural for you to wash your wife's clothes?"
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