Unable to endure the hardships of rural life, she returned home to arrange a marriage with a militar

Jiang Fuchang's face was covered in bruises; his lip was cut, and both eyes were swollen and purple from being punched. He looked like a panda.

Kong Ping carefully wiped Jiang Fuchang's wound, making her movements much gentler, but the medicine still made Jiang Fuchang hiss involuntarily when it touched the wound.

Grandma Jiang felt sorry for her son and couldn't help but pat Kong Ping, saying, "I told you to be gentler. It's not like you're the one who's in pain. You don't know how to be gentle."

Before she could react, Kong Ping accidentally poked Jiang Fuchang's wound, causing him to stand up in pain. He said angrily, "Mother, don't cause trouble if you have nothing to do."

Granny Jiang immediately gave in, "Alright, alright, I won't move."

She remained quiet for a while, and after Kong Ping finished applying the medicine to her son, she couldn't help but ask again, "Fuchang, what's wrong with you? You were fine when you left this morning. Tell your mother what happened."

Speaking of this, Jiang Fuchang sighed, "Today, several battalions of us had a martial arts training competition. Everything was going well, but then Gu Jun came over. Several battalions around us were urging him to show off his skills. I happened to be on the stage at the time, and when I fought him, I had no chance of winning. I could only get beaten up."

Jiang Fuchang sighed again, not because his wounds were particularly painful, but because being utterly defeated in front of so many of his men would severely damage his prestige within the military, a place where might makes right...

"What's wrong with Gu Jun? Isn't this settling a personal score?" Granny Jiang jumped up from her stool. "He's deliberately seeking revenge!"

Jiang Fuchang sensed something was wrong. "What's going on? What did you do to offend him this time? Didn't I tell you not to mess with them a while ago?"

Old Mrs. Jiang shrank back as her son yelled at her, and said guiltily, "I... I didn't do anything wrong. I was just telling the truth. Everyone's saying that."

Jiang Fuchang looked directly at Kong Ping and said, "Ping, you speak."

Kong Ping glanced at her mother-in-law and quietly recounted what had happened the previous day. Jiang Fuchang clenched his fist and said, "You really are my good mother! You're always causing me trouble. Do you think I'm having too much of a time now?"

"You'd better come with me now and apologize."

Granny Jiang reacted very strongly, "I'm not going." "If you're not going, then go home."

Grandma Jiang was very comfortable in the family compound. She didn't want to go back to the village at all, so her son dragged her there to apologize to Shu Yun and Gu Jun.

Shu Yun had recently bought a few more comic books, and was sitting at her desk flipping through them, trying to learn from the experiences of her predecessors. She heard a noise from the yard outside and got up to check. "You're back?"

"Hmm," Gu Jun responded, his entire being exuding a low-pressure atmosphere.

Shu Yun raised an eyebrow. Who had offended him now? She stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong? Something's bothering you at work?"

Gu Jun glanced at her, "No, not at all."

Alright, it seems she's the one who caused this. "Then tell me, what did I do wrong? If your explanation makes sense, I'll change it."

Gu Jun shook his head. "You didn't do anything wrong. It's my problem. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine in a bit."

Shu Yun fell silent. The dinner table between the two was unusually quiet and somewhat unsettling. Shu Yun put down her chopsticks, looked at Gu Jun, and asked, "Are you still upset about what happened yesterday?"

Gu Jun remained silent, and Shu Yun, now certain, rubbed her temples in slight exasperation.

"Didn't I tell you last night that I would tell you as soon as anything happens in the future?"

Gu Jun nodded. He knew that yesterday's matter should have been left at that, but today, after going to the military base, many people knew what he had said to Granny Jiang yesterday.

It was only during the conversation that Gu Jun learned that most of the people in the army had already learned, to some extent, from their wives about the recent rumors circulating in the family compound concerning Shu Yun.

After all that, it turned out that only he, the direct contact, didn't know, which made him feel a little bitter. He felt that Shu Yun didn't rely on him, so he became depressed. Even beating up Jiang Fuchang didn't ease his feelings.

Sometimes men are like children, they need to be coaxed. Shu Yun had no choice but to peel the apple she bought in the city, cut it into the shape of a little rabbit, and put it in front of Gu Jun. "Okay, are you feeling better now? Look at the apple I specially cut for you, have a piece."

Gu Jun refused, saying that apples were too precious for a grown man like him. "You can have them yourself."

"Please do me the honor." Gu Jun said, "I don't want to eat."

Shu Yun was also a little angry. "What are you angry about? I already explained what happened yesterday. It's not that I'm hiding anything from you, but I think it's insignificant. It's like if I saw a group of ants on the street today, would I specifically tell you?"

To everyone's surprise, Gu Jun nodded and said, "Even if you see a bunch of ants, you can tell me. I don't find you annoying."

Before Shu Yun could speak, Gu Jun said with a hint of grievance, "Other people's wives tell their husbands, but you don't tell me. I feel so bad."

Shu Yun sighed, "Is this even comparable? Fine, it seems I have no choice but to make a sacrifice."

Shu Yun, with half an apple between her teeth, stood on tiptoe and beckoned Gu Jun to bend down so their eyes were level. Shu Yun mumbled, "How about this? Want some or not?"

As she spoke, Shu Yun moved the apple closer to Gu Jun. When they got closer, Shu Yun could clearly feel that Gu Jun's breathing had become erratic.

She chuckled to herself, thinking, "Little brat, you think I can't win you over?"

"Eat." Gu Jun's voice was a little hoarse and itchy. The next second, Gu Jun reached out and pulled her into his arms. They switched positions, and Shu Yun was pressed against the desk. Their lips and teeth met, and their breathing became rapid.

The water glass on the table was knocked over. Shu Yun wanted to turn around, but Gu Jun held her down, saying, "Focus."

The next moment, Shu Yun exclaimed in surprise as a pair of strong arms lifted her up and carried her towards the bedroom.

The bedroom door was closed, and no one paid any attention to the oxidized apple or the knocking from outside.

Gu Jun was pleased with her coaxing. Shu Yun had made a great sacrifice; the next morning, her back and legs ached, and she got up with her hands on her hips, insisting that Gu Jun finish the entire bowl of oxidized apples, as it would be a waste not to!

The sunlight outside was just right. Shu Yun wiped the comic books, which had been soaked and blurred by the water, and laid them out to dry in the yard. Besides the bowl of apples, the comic books had also suffered last night; a page had been soaked, and the text in some places was blurred.

Shu Yun had spent a lot of money to buy all of these, and she was heartbroken. Since her husband wasn't home, Shu Yun stormed back to the bedroom, punched Gu Jun's pillow repeatedly, and messed up his neatly folded blankets. After venting her anger, she finally felt better.