Military husband hasn't returned home for two years? He reads his daughter's heartfelt wor

Cheng Baichuan only had one day off, and the last bus to the suburbs was at four o'clock in the afternoon.

He couldn't even have dinner with his daughter and wife before he left in a hurry.

After a good night's sleep, Li Wanqing felt much better.

In the evening, I took Nuonuo to stroll around the nearby university campus.

At that time, the college entrance examination had not yet been reinstated, and university campuses were not as vibrant and energetic as they are in later years.

Along the streets, the leaves of the plane trees swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound, as if telling stories of the past.

On campus, most of the students were worker-peasant-soldier college students admitted through a recommendation system. Their basic qualities varied greatly, leading to a chaotic university teaching operation.

In the library, you can occasionally see a few people engrossed in their studies, but most of them are in groups of three or five, chatting and laughing, as if studying is not their primary concern.

The four-person group fell this year, and the students inside finally calmed down a bit.

Li Wanqing held Nuonuo's hand as they strolled along the tree-lined path on campus.

The teaching buildings on both sides looked somewhat old, and the mottled marks on the walls recorded the passage of time.

She couldn't help but feel a pang of regret that in this era, knowledge seemed to have been imbued with too much political color, losing its inherent purity.

However, she believes that all of this will change.

In the coming decades, the country will enter an era of rapid development, and exchanges and economic interactions with foreign countries will become more and more frequent, making foreign trade an extremely sought-after industry.

Thinking of this, her gaze involuntarily fell on the gate of the University of International Business and Economics not far away, and she secretly made plans in her mind.

As dusk fell, Li Wanqing and Nuonuo did not linger outside for long.

As the streetlights came on one by one, they cast long shadows of the women.

On the way back, they bought some food from a state-run restaurant. The aroma of the food wafted through the plastic bag, making Nuonuo's mouth water.

The two chatted and laughed as they returned to the guesthouse.

The guesthouse was quiet at night, with only the occasional sound of footsteps breaking the silence.

Li Wanqing lay on the bed, flipping through the books she had brought, while pondering her plans for tomorrow.

The next morning, Li Wanqing prepared to go to the post office to send a telegram to Fan Hua.

He needs to prepare for the situation in Taipei in advance, and it would be best if he could arrive in Taipei as soon as possible.

As soon as she stepped out, she encountered Zhao Shuyu walking towards her with a woman who looked rather unwell.

Zhao Shuyu's smile was tinged with embarrassment and reluctance. "Wanqing, I never expected that such a huge mistake would happen. Your lover is actually Xiao Cheng?"

His tone carried a hint of apology, as if he was afraid that Li Wanqing would blame him for it.

Li Wanqing smiled slightly, not at all surprised.

Qu Zhe will definitely tell Zhao Shuyu about what happened yesterday.

She just didn't understand what Zhao Shuyu was doing here with his men at this time.

Is it...

A flicker of doubt crossed her mind, but she quickly suppressed it.

She replied politely, "I didn't expect it either. I only found out yesterday when Baichuan mentioned it that Uncle Zhao had been taking good care of him during this time."

Zhao Shuyu gave a dry laugh; the whole thing was actually a bit embarrassing.

However, in order not to affect the couple's relationship, he couldn't avoid this matter.

Fortunately, he didn't expose the truth back then; he only gave up the idea after finding out that Xiao Cheng was already married.

He pulled his reluctant daughter behind him and said, "This is my daughter. She's a few years older than you. You can just call her 'sister'."

His eyes held a hint of pleading, as if hoping that Li Wanqing would consider their past relationship and not make things difficult for his daughter.

Li Wanqing glanced at Zhao Qingyao and felt that she looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

Just as she was about to greet her, Zhao Qingyao suddenly exclaimed, "It's you, you country bumpkin!"

The sharp sound shattered the morning tranquility and drew curious glances from those around.

Zhao Shuyu's face darkened instantly. "Qingyao, where's your manners?"

This child is truly spoiled by his family!

Li Wanqing squinted, a thought flashing through her mind: So it was her?

What a small world!

Zhao Qingyao pouted and ultimately said nothing more.

“Uncle Zhao, let’s go inside and talk,” Li Wanqing said, looking around.

She didn't want to be stared at like a monkey first thing in the morning.

When the four of them arrived at the guesthouse, Nuonuo sat next to her mother, looking at Zhao Qingyao with a wary expression.

Zhao Shuyu smiled awkwardly, "Wanqing, don't mind her. Qingyao is just a little short-tempered, but she's not a bad person."

"You two will definitely become good friends if you spend more time together."

Li Wanqing raised an eyebrow. It seemed that Zhao Shuyu was unaware that Zhao Qingyao was secretly pursuing Cheng Baichuan relentlessly.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have come here with their people.

"Uncle Zhao, it's alright."

Li Wanqing didn't care about unimportant people.

Zhao Shuyu breathed a slight sigh of relief. "Today, I'll have your sister Qingyao show you around Beishi."

Li Wanqing initially wanted to refuse, but seeing Zhao Qingyao's frustrated expression, she suddenly thought that agreeing wouldn't be a bad idea.

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you, Sister Qingyao."

Zhao Shuyu gave a few instructions and then left with a smile on his face.

Zhao Qingyao glared at Li Wanqing, "You did this on purpose, didn't you?"

Li Wanqing shrugged noncommittally, "How could that be?"

They did have a rather unpleasant argument at the entrance of Quanjuxian back then, but she wasn't the type to hold a grudge.

Zhao Qingyao was certain that Li Wanqing did it on purpose, but since the other party wouldn't admit it, there was nothing she could do.

"Is Cheng Baichuan really your lover?" Zhao Qingyao asked awkwardly, her tone carrying a hint of resentment and helplessness.

She finally found a man she liked, but not only was he already taken, she couldn't take him away from him.

Thinking of this, a bitter feeling welled up in her heart.

“Military marriages can’t be faked,” Li Wanqing said with a smile. “Of course, breaking up a military marriage is also illegal.”

Her tone carried a hint of teasing and warning.

She believed that Zhao Qingyao wasn't stupid and should be able to understand her unspoken meaning.

Zhao Qingyao's scalp tightened, and she denied it with a stiff face, "Who ruined the military marriage?"

Li Wanqing smiled but didn't say anything.

Zhao Qingyao's expression changed; she hadn't expected Li Wanqing to know.

She felt so ashamed that she had embarrassed herself in front of the person in question; she wished she could disappear into the ground.

When she learned that Cheng Baichuan's lover was a relative of Uncle Meng, she had already given up.

Uncle Meng had been kind to their family back then, and Zhao Qingyao was not an ungrateful person; she would never do anything so heartless.

Besides, she only got involved with Cheng Baichuan to prove herself, not because she really couldn't live without him.

Who knew that Uncle Meng's relative was this woman?

Not only do I have a conflict with her, but I also know about the shady things she's done.

How is she supposed to save face now?