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"Yeah, Zhan Beiqin, even his name sounds impressive. Listen to the names in the countryside, like Erzhu or Gou Dan, they're so..."

Ren Rongzheng had no interest in listening to her rambling, so he took her notebook and saw the three words on it.

Zhan Beiqin, those three characters are so clear.

It has the exact same name as Zhan Beiqin, whom she assassinated in the 21st century.

"Didn't you just say you had his photo? Give it to me right now."

Ren Rongzheng's sudden reaction startled Granny Wang, who quickly took out Zhan Beiqin's photo for her.

Her heart skipped a beat when she saw his photo.

This...this is Zhan Beiqin himself!

What's going on? Isn't this the 1980s? How could there be a war in Beiqin during this era?

"Did you fall in love at first sight?" Seeing Ren Rongzheng's stunned expression, Granny Wang's eyes almost disappeared with laughter. "Such a promising young man, so handsome, what girl wouldn't like him?"

Ren Rongzheng stared intently at his photo. What was going on? Double penetration?

But she was wearing the body of a woman with a different name and appearance than her, while Zhan Beiqin was wearing the body of someone with the same name and appearance as him.

Or is it a parallel universe, and he just happens to exist in this universe?

She racked her brains but couldn't figure it out, but she had to find out.

"You came to act as a matchmaker for him, does he even know?"

"know."

"He knew I was infertile, and he also knew that Jiang Linhai had broken off our engagement?"

"He and Battalion Commander Jiang were comrades-in-arms in the same military battalion, so of course he would know."

So that means he agrees? OK!

“I’ve taken a liking to this man, Granny Wang. Please pass on the message and tell him to hurry up and complete the marriage registration procedures.”

That tone is quite assertive.

"Okay, daughter, I'll go take care of it right away." Granny Wang's bright smile grew even brighter as she ran out, muttering happily, "Another one done! Great news!"

After Wang Po left, Ren Rongzheng looked at Ren Naiyao and said, "Dad, you don't need to feel ashamed. I've already married myself off. You can prepare in the next couple of days. I don't need much dowry, just three thousand yuan."

In that era, those with 10,000 yuan in assets accounted for less than 3% of the national population, and her biological father, Ren Naiyao, was among that 3%, making him a very wealthy man in those times.

"How many did you say?!"

"Three thousand yuan? Are you trying to kill me and your father?"

Upon hearing this number, Ren Naiyao and Liu Lanying's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and their reactions were unusually intense.

"You unfilial son! How could the Ren family have raised such a rebellious child!"

"that is……"

"..."

"Mom and Dad, please don't be angry anymore. Sister, please don't say hurtful things..."

Ren Rongzheng ignored what the family of three was saying, quickly packed up the original owner's things, slung the bundle over his shoulder, and turned to look at them.

“I said I want a dowry of three thousand yuan, not a penny less. You all keep saying that our Ren family is a respectable family, so let’s all be decent and not let the whole family end up in court over this little bit of money. Alright, you all get ready, I’ll come and collect it before the wedding.”

After saying that, Ren Rongzheng strode out, got on his bicycle parked in the yard, and rode away in a dashing manner.

She had already completely ignored the insults Ren Naiyao and Liu Lanying hurled at her as they chased her out of the house, letting them rant as they pleased without getting tired of it.

Ren Rongzheng rode his bicycle, enjoying the spring breeze, and hummed a little tune. It felt so good!

Once they arrived in the city, they pawned the valuables she had taken from home, getting 1,068 yuan.

After exchanging the money, I enjoyed a delicious meal and then strolled around a few busy shops.

She wasn't just wandering around aimlessly; she was looking for business opportunities.

Three thousand yuan is a huge sum of money. It's thanks to the original owner's wealthy family that she's not starting a business. Is she really going to give it to a man?

But she needs to think long-term about how to start a business.

Looking at the sky, it was already afternoon. Having left the Ren family, she had nowhere to stay tonight, and spending money on a hotel would be a waste.

She has a use for the money.

So she inquired about the route to the army base, partly because she wanted to find a place to stay for the night, and partly because she was genuinely curious about the war in Beiqin during that era.

"Hello, soldier. I am Ren Rongzheng, the fiancée of the deputy political commissar here. Could you please announce my identity? I have something very important to discuss with him and I am in a great hurry."

Upon arriving at the military district gate, Ren Rongzheng politely addressed the sentry.

Ren Rongzheng was quite famous in the army. She and Jiang Linhai were about to get married, but she was jilted and then committed suicide by drowning.

Jiang Linhai was severely criticized by the military leaders for this, and he is still in solitary confinement.

So quickly, she contacted their deputy political commissar again?

"Okay, Miss Ren, please wait a moment. The communications officer will go and deliver the message right away." It was a personal matter, so the sentry didn't ask too many questions.

"Thank you."

A few minutes later, the communications soldier relayed that she could go in, and Ren Rongzheng followed the communications soldier into the military region.

A quick glance reveals soldiers shouting slogans on the training field, each one brimming with fighting spirit, a sight that stirs the blood.

"Miss Ren, this is our Deputy Political Commissar Zhan's office."

"Is he inside right now?"

"Yes."

Once she confirmed that Zhan Beiqin was inside, Ren Rongzheng's heart suddenly raced, even though she had traveled back to the 1980s and had completely changed her appearance.

However, the thought that there was someone in this time and space who looked exactly like and had the same name as someone she had assassinated in the 21st century made her inexplicably nervous.

She gently pushed the door open and was surprised to see a man sitting in a wheelchair directly opposite her. She imagined him working at his desk, dressed neatly and busily.

But at this moment he was facing away from the door, and his wheelchair was in front of the window. Although you couldn't see his face, you could tell he was looking at the scenery outside. Was he not busy?

"Excuse me, are you Zhan Beiqin?" Ren Rongzheng called out his name directly. "Hello, I am Ren Rongzheng, the future wife that Wang Po introduced to you."

After hearing this, he moved his hands from his legs to the wheels of his wheelchair, turned the wheelchair around, and turned himself around.

The moment their eyes met, Ren Rongzheng's heart clenched, as if it had been squeezed hard by a pair of hands.

Exactly the same, just like Zhan Beiqin from the 21st century, even the cold, sharp look in his eyes was the same.

"Rumo, do you think you can kill me?"

These were his words to her after the bullet from her pistol had pierced his chest.

She still remembers that bloodthirsty, sinister, arrogant, and contemptuous look in her eyes.

So when Ren Rongzheng saw Zhan Beiqin's eyes at that moment, it was as if he had returned to the night he went to assassinate him in his previous life, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"Ren Rongzheng? You're my future wife?"

While Ren Rongzheng was in a panic, Zhan Beiqin spoke, and his voice made her heart tighten again, because even his voice was the same.

Is he a time traveler like her? Is he really Zhan Beiqin from the 21st century?