Keeping the promise

A few people were resting, and the door of the boxing gym was slowly pushed open. Li Yunting's tall and straight figure appeared at the door. His eyes searched the crowd and soon locked onto Zheng Wancheng, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

"Wancheng." Li Yunting called softly.

When everyone heard the voice, they turned their heads, and when they saw Li Yunting, expressions of shock appeared on their faces.

"That... isn't that Major General Li?" Yan Ze muttered in a low voice.

Zheng Wancheng stood up and walked towards Li Yunting with light steps, with a happy smile on her face. She walked to Li Yunting's side, naturally and intimately took his arm, with tenderness and love flashing in her eyes.

Then, she turned around and faced everyone, her voice clear and pleasant: "Let me introduce my husband Li Yunting!" After that, she showed everyone a bright smile, her eyes full of pride and satisfaction.

"Oh my God, it turns out Wan Cheng's husband is Major General Li!" Yan Ze exclaimed.

Yan Ze stood aside, his eyes full of surprise and envy. He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "No wonder he took extra care of her during the military camp. So that's how it is. Wan Cheng is really a winner in life."

The two people who had a crush on Zheng Wancheng felt bitter in their hearts when they saw Li Yunting and Zheng Wancheng standing in front of them.

"Wancheng, let's go." Li Yunting said gently.

Zheng Wancheng smiled and nodded, then waved to everyone, "I'm leaving first, let's meet again next time."

Everyone just nodded mechanically before they recovered from their shock.

The two people who had a crush on Zheng Wancheng silently watched their leaving backs.

Qu Yichen said softly: "She has found such a good home. We have no chance after all."

Xu Junlin bit his lip, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, "Yes, she has always been so outstanding, Major General Li and she are the most suitable match."

Although they feel bitter in their hearts, they also understand that this is a fact that cannot be changed.

Li Yunting held Zheng Wancheng's hand and slowly walked out of the boxing gym.

"Wife, are you tired?" Li Yunting asked with concern.

"It's okay. I had a lot of fun today. It's been a long time since I had such a satisfying game." Zheng Wancheng replied with a smile.

"If you like, I can fight with you when we get home. We have a martial arts training room at home." Li Yunting raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a gleam in his eyes, and said softly to Zheng Wancheng.

Zheng Wancheng widened her eyes and asked in confusion, "When did we have it? Why didn't I know about it?" She muttered to herself that she had lived in this house for so long, but she had never noticed that there was a martial arts room.

Li Yunting stretched out his finger and gently scratched Zheng Wancheng's nose, and said with a hint of pampering and helplessness: "That's because you have never paid attention to the structure of our house!" He looked at Zheng Wancheng's cute appearance and couldn't help laughing.

Zheng Wancheng felt a little embarrassed by what he said. He lowered his head slightly, thinking to himself that he really paid little attention to the layout and details of his home.

However, she was still very surprised to hear Li Yunting say that there was a martial arts studio at home. She couldn't help but smile with anticipation as she imagined that she would be able to practice martial arts at home and learn from Li Yunting.

Their figures gradually faded away, leaving only the people in the boxing gym still talking and recalling what had just happened.

The people in the boxing gym gradually left, leaving only Qu Yichen standing there. His eyes were a little empty, and the happy look of Zheng Wancheng holding Li Yunting's arm kept appearing in his mind. Every time he thought of it, his heart felt like it was stabbed by a needle.

He took a deep breath and walked out of the boxing gym with heavy steps. For some reason, he came to the door of a bar, perhaps wanting to use alcohol to numb the pain in his heart.

He walked in, sat down at the bar, and yelled to the bartender, "Give me the strongest drink."

After drinking one glass of wine after another, Qu Yichen's consciousness gradually became blurred, and double images began to appear in front of his eyes, but the pain in his heart did not ease at all.

In fact, he had known Zheng Wancheng for a long time, which was why he couldn't help but approach her when he saw her in the military camp.

After an unknown amount of time, he stood up shakily and staggered out of the bar.

He walked in a daze, not knowing where he was going, and felt that everything around him was spinning. Finally, he arrived at the door of a hotel.

At this time, Yang Wenju was on duty at the hotel front desk. She saw Qu Yichen's shaky figure at a glance, and a trace of doubt and worry surged in her heart.

Qu Yichen stumbled to the front desk, leaned over the counter, and mumbled something inaudible.

Yang Wenju knew him. He had been staying in a VIP suite recently, so if anything happened, the hotel would have to take responsibility.

Yang Wenju frowned and asked softly, "Mr. Qu, what's wrong with you? Are you drunk?"

Qu Yichen raised his head and looked at Yang Wenju with a dazed look, muttering, "Zheng Wancheng...she...why did she..."

Yang Wenju probably understood that he was drinking because he was sad about Zheng Wancheng. She sighed helplessly and said, "Mr. Qu, please sit here for a while. I'll pour you a glass of water."

Yang Wenju quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to Qu Yichen. Qu Yichen took the water but accidentally spilled it all over himself.

"Oh, be careful." Yang Wenju said as she took a tissue to help him wipe it.

Qu Yichen suddenly grabbed Yang Wenju's hand and cried, "Why...why not me..."