Chapter 143
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He Songbai was on his way out of the hospital to buy breakfast for Zhao Lanxiang.
He asked Gu Gong a little about her.
Gu Gong recognized this girl.
She was Battalion Commander Jiang's partner in the military family compound. Gu Gong had once gone to the Jiang family for a meal. This girl's cooking skills had left a deep impression on him.
He shook his head and sighed.
"This girl's life has been a little rough recently."
Gu Gong told He Songbai concisely about how Battalion Commander Jiang's partner had miscarried twice.
He also mentioned that Battalion Commander Jiang and his wife might not have a harmonious relationship. He was so focused on talking that he didn't notice the blue veins gradually appearing on the man's fists in front of him.
He Songbai pursed his lips tightly, and his expressionless face gradually froze.
Gu Huaijin's wife was a senior elder sister in the compound.
She was also quite good at talking and had a way of scaring people. Therefore, she was also the ideological advisor of the military family in the compound. Mother Gu had just returned from Battalion Commander Jiang's house a few days ago and had done some ideological work for the couple.
Gu Huaijin had also heard a few rumors from his wife, and it was just enough for He Songbai to hear.
He Songbai's face was full of coldness.
"Beast."
Gu Huaijin looked at the young man's suddenly gloomy face.
He had some opinions.
He was extremely surprised. "You don't seem to know Xiao Zhao either. Why are you so angry about this matter?"
He Songbai restrained the coldness on his face and said calmly, "Let's talk about the facts."
"To be able to make his wife miscarry twice in a row and make his wife faint on the road during her confinement, what is this man if not a beast?"
Gu Huaijin thought of Jiang Jianjun. He was one of the best and most outstanding generals in the compound.
Gu Huaijin didn't want to criticize him.
He only shook his head.
"Battalion Commander Jiang was indeed not careful enough on this matter.
But it's understandable. He's too busy and doesn't return home more than a few times a year. "
He Songbai quietly bought Zhao Lanxiang's favorite soup dumplings and soy milk.
He Songbai's heart was filled with anger. She was the woman that he loved and cherished, but now, she was being trampled on and not cherished by another man.
He Songbai had never told him about her painful experiences in her previous life in detail. Regarding her previous bad marriage, she had calmly glossed over it in a few words. He Songbai did not expect that these few simple sentences would summarize her days of suffering with blood and tears.
At this moment, he just wanted to take her to his side, love her, and dote on her. She would use the rest of her days to heal the hurt she had suffered.
However, He Songbai was no longer the impulsive young man he used to be. He knew that he couldn't compete with Jiang Jianjun now. The gap between them was like a natural chasm after more than ten years without any achievements. Jiang Jianjun didn't have to do anything. He just had to stretch out his thumb and it would be enough to kill him.
He Songbai pinched the soup dumplings wrapped in oil paper as if he was plotting something. His eyes were dark and scary.
Gu Huaijin said, "You're still as warm-hearted as before."
He Song Bai simply asked about his son Gu Shuo Ming's situation in a roundabout way.
He learned that Gu Shuoming's situation was similar to his previous life. He was still as dazzling as before. It seemed that his father's influence didn't affect him. Although his career wasn't as smooth as in his previous life, at least he wasn't doing badly. He Songbai was very happy for him.
In the end, he made an appointment with Gu Huaijin to visit his house at night. Gu Huaijin was very happy. He was able to live well in this world now mostly because He Songbai took care of him. He treated He Songbai as his benefactor.
Gu Huaijin said, "I didn't help you much after you went to prison. Now that you're in G City, don't be polite with me."
He Songbai looked at Gu Gong in front of him. His face was covered with the traces of time. He was old and weathered.
His lips moved for a moment. He wanted to ask him if he had been rehabilitated in the end, but in the end, he didn't ask. The traces on his face already said everything. Gu Huaijin had already been rehabilitated at this time in his previous life. He was teaching at T University and was a teacher worthy of respect in the eyes of many students.
He was also his benefactor.
But now, the confidence and pride in his eyes were completely wiped away. He had become an ordinary old man. His life after returning to the city wouldn't be too good. He probably hadn't been rehabilitated after Wu Yong's death.
He Songbai pinched the hard coins in his pocket and said with a faint smile, "I won't be polite with you."
"Life is going to get better and better."
Because he … was back.
He Songbai faced the bright sunlight. A trace of darkness flashed across his black eyes.
…
Zhao Lanxiang was sleeping soundly in bed. She was quickly woken up.
The man in front of her looked at her coldly. The low brim of his hat covered his sharp eyebrows. He bent down and lifted the blanket.
"How long are you going to make a fuss? Why did you ask the whole family to look for you so early in the morning?"
His furrowed brows revealed his impatience. The man's deep voice revealed his reproach. It was hoarse and cold, like a parent facing an unreasonable child.
Zhao Lanxiang silently turned her face to the other side. She closed her eyes and went back to sleep. Her pale face revealed her unwillingness to argue.
A few days ago, she still had a thick waist. Now, it was flat. Although this child wasn't born as he had expected, love was born with time. People had feelings. Before he knew it, he would also feel the joy of becoming a father when he caressed his naughty baby movements. Perhaps he had already gradually fallen in love with this family.
Jiang Jianjun looked at her flat stomach. It was too glaring to his eyes. He looked away.
Jiang Jianjun's lips moved for a moment before he asked, "You buried Jiejie's ashes?"
When Zhao Lanxiang heard her son's ashes, she suddenly opened her eyes. Her voice was clear. "You don't have the right to mention him."
"He's gone. He finally took advantage of your heart. He was unlucky. He was reincarnated into my family. When he was born, he wasn't expected. When he died, he didn't even have a proper tombstone. If I didn't bury him, would I leave him for your family to throw in the trash? "
"In the world, only your Fang Jing is a treasure. That's just what you think. Please keep your dog on a leash and never appear in front of me. Otherwise, one day, I can't take it anymore and complain to the chief … You don't want the reputation of having an affair. "
"Fang Jing and I are not what you think —"
"Get out."
Zhao Lanxiang's eyes suddenly turned red. She burrowed into the blanket and couldn't help but bite her lip and cry. Her shoulders trembled. She tried her best to suppress her cries and not let them leak out.
Jiang Jianjun pursed his lips tightly. He pressed the wound on his abdomen. His face was pale.
He walked over and sat at the head of the bed. He saw the bump on the bed and trembled. When he heard the faint sobbing in the air, an inexplicable emotion spread in his chest.
It didn't feel good.
Jiang Jianjun pressed her shoulder and lifted the blanket covering her.
Before he had time to look at her face, he received a loud slap.
This was the only time in his life that he had been slapped by someone. Moreover, it was by the woman he had always claimed to love him deeply. His face suddenly darkened. He felt a burning sensation on his face, causing him to be at a loss for a moment.
He pursed his lips tightly and returned to his usual calmness and coldness. "Calm down. Pack up and come home with me later."
"I won't be going on business trips this month. I'll accompany you until the end of the month."
He finished speaking and picked up his hat and put it on.
Since Jiang Jianjun got married, he had been more and more focused on his career. He and his wife spent less time together and more time apart. He thought that his soft words were a sign of goodwill. However, when Zhao Lanxiang heard it, she felt a wave of sadness in her heart. She couldn't stop laughing. She almost laughed until tears came out.
The tears were bitter and salty. They flowed into her mouth and squeezed out the last bit of moisture in her body.
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