An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 11: The Target Has Been Found

The hands of her wristwatch had already passed midnight, but Meng Youyou was still wide awake on her dormitory bed. She turned over again, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

"CY? Are there any female comrades in the army named CY?"

After thinking and thinking... and thinking some more, Meng Youyou finally called out DouDou: "Hey, can't you give me a little more hint? What's the name of his wife who's going to cheat on him? I don't even know her name, how am I supposed to figure this out? Am I just blindly guessing?"

DouDou: [Host, don't you ever sleep? I've already told you the system rules state you can't say this! You can't say this!! You can't say this!!! Host, you must rely on your own wisdom and effort to complete the task, and cannot rely too much on the system's cheat codes.]
Meng Youyou bargained: "Just consider how bad our relationship is right now, and how difficult it is to complete the task, could you make an exception for me?"

DouDou refused: [You used the same excuse this afternoon. I already made an exception and told you that woman's initials. Don't try that trick again. I need to rest.]
After saying that, the system shut down mercilessly.

Meng Youyou looked at the black screen in front of her: "...Hmph, so stingy."

*
the next morning.

Meng Youyou caught Zhong Heng, who was doing physical training on the playground, pulled him aside, and asked mysteriously, "I want to ask you something... um... does your Battalion Commander Huo... have... a girlfriend?"

Zhong Heng's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at Meng Youyou in disbelief: "Translator Meng, you wouldn't happen to have taken a liking to...?"

"How is that possible!" Meng Youyou suddenly became agitated, loudly interrupting Zhong Heng's subsequent speculation.

"I'm just... um... I have a friend who really admires soldiers and has always wanted to date a soldier, so I'm just helping her inquire around."

"Friends?" Zhong Heng asked suspiciously.

“Uh…” Zhong Heng coughed awkwardly twice: “Cough cough… I’ve been with our battalion commander since I was a new recruit, and it’s been six or seven years now. As far as I know, our battalion commander has never been in a relationship.”

Meng Youyou: "It's not surprising! He looks like a straight man who has never been in a relationship. It's also possible that with his weird appearance, he always has a sour face and speaks in a way that could make people angry to death within three sentences. He can't find a partner at all."

However, things are much easier now that we haven't even gotten to the point of contact. Cutting off the trajectory at the source is much easier than intercepting it halfway.

Meng Youyou pressed on, "Do you know what type of girl your battalion commander likes?"

Zhong Heng struggled to process the flood of information. After his gaze lingered on Meng Youyou for a few moments, he replied hesitantly, "Probably because she's prettier? And has fairer skin?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Youyou looked disgusted: "Your battalion commander is so shallow!"

Zhong Heng reacted quickly and added, "Cultured! Yes, that's right, our battalion commander definitely likes educated people!"

Meng Youyou: "..."

"By the way, where's your battalion commander?" Meng Youyou looked around, "He's not in his office, and I haven't seen him at the training ground either."

"Oh, he was just called to the infirmary by Medical Officer Chu to change his dressing. The two of them left a few minutes ago."

"Chu? The medic." Meng Youyou's mind immediately went on high alert.

He quickly followed up with, "What's the full name of Medical Officer Chu?"

"Chu Yao."

"Chu Yao! CY! Alright! The truth is out!" "You continue training, I have something to do, so I'll be leaving first."

Zhong Heng watched Meng Youyou's hurried figure from afar, lost in thought.

"Could it be... that the reason the battalion commander dislikes translator Meng so much is because... translator Meng likes him, but the battalion commander doesn't reciprocate her feelings? It's a case of 'the woman has feelings, but the man doesn't,' so he's deliberately acting unapproachable to avoid suspicion?"

Zhong Heng was initially startled by his own bold guess, but then calmed down and thought about it more and more. He felt it was very likely and made a lot of sense. He couldn't help but feel smug about having uncovered a huge secret.

"Actually, translator Meng and their battalion commander are quite a good match; they're both handsome and beautiful, and they look great together. It's just a pity that the battalion commander doesn't like translator Meng."

*
Infirmary.

Today, Chu Yao specially put on a delicate light makeup. Two black braids hung down in front of her chest, with light blue ribbons tied at the ends, swaying gently with her movements, showing her gentle and sweet nature.

Her cheeks were flushed with a faint blush, like peach blossoms just beginning to bloom in spring, pink and tender, making her exceptionally endearing.

At this moment, she was looking at Huo Qingshan with eyes full of longing, and said in a familiar tone with a slight reproach, "Battalion Commander Huo, your wound has reopened. Didn't I tell you last time not to do any strenuous exercise, otherwise it would affect the healing of the wound? Why don't you listen to my advice? If you continue like this, I'll have to be the bad guy and complain to Chief of Staff Lu!"

Huo Qingshan replied expressionlessly and in a calm tone, "I'll trouble Comrade Chu to change my dressing again. I'll be more careful in the future. Don't bother going to the Chief of Staff."

It seemed polite, but it wasn't a tone of negotiation.

Chu Yao was embarrassed for two seconds, but quickly recovered. She had met Huo Qingshan a few times in her previous life, so she was not surprised by the man's usual cold and distant reaction.

After changing the dressing, Chu Yao walked to her locker, took out a thermos, and opened the lid. Wisps of steam rose from the opening, and a rich fragrance filled her nostrils. Chu Yao admired her masterpiece for a few more moments with satisfaction.

Chu Yao walked slowly to Huo Qingshan and shyly handed the soup to him, saying, "Commander Huo, this is the blackfish soup I made this morning. Blackfish is rich in collagen, which is good for wound healing. I also added honeysuckle and red dates to the soup. Honeysuckle can reduce inflammation, and red dates can replenish qi and blood. I made it especially for you, hoping that you can recover as soon as possible. Drink it here while it's still warm before you go back."

Huo Qingshan looked down at the shy woman in front of him, but did not reach out to take it. He refused in a flat tone, saying, "Medical Officer Chu is very kind, but it's not necessary. It's not advisable to put red dates in fish soup. Red dates are warm in nature and can easily cause adverse reactions in the stomach and intestines when combined with fish."

Chu Yao was stunned for a moment, surprised by his profound knowledge of ingredients, and secretly embarrassed by her own ignorance.

After thinking for a moment, Huo Qingshan added, "Besides, I don't know Doctor Chu very well, so I have no right to accept the soup you made. You don't need to send it to me anymore."

Chu Yao's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, plummeted to the bottom, but she still wanted to plead for something: "Commander Huo... Commander Huo... I..."

When Meng Youyou rushed to the scene, she saw a man and a woman standing face to face. The man had his back to her, so she couldn't see his expression.

However, the woman was holding a thermos in her hands and was looking down as if she was too shy to look at the man in front of her, but she kept muttering the man's name in a low voice.

"Love between two people? How can that be? If she delivers this soup today, it will be terrible! The late emperor passed away before his great undertaking was even half completed? Absolutely not! I won't allow it!"

But...this soup smells so good!

The little brain was working over and over, trying to figure out how to stop the characters' feelings from developing.

(End of this chapter)