ice was familiar, but not his. It sounded like Wang Yan's voice, so she breathed a slight sigh of relief. 。There's a certain helplessness to it. Over the past few years, she has completely blocked the...(The previous chapter had its content changed, and Song's mother asked about going abroad.)

Song's mother said directly: "Xiao Ning is going to country X in Africa."

An unspoken worry, an urgent plea.

He replied, "Hmm."

"Go home and tell them."

He had no choice but to turn the car around and head back to Song's house.

His parents were already in the living room waiting for him, their expressions different, obviously having had an argument just now. His parents always had a good relationship; as long as it wasn't a matter of principle, his father generally gave way to his mother. It was rare for something to make his father angry.

Song Mu was considered to be the best off among these official wives. Her husband was completely loyal, her son was ambitious and never rebellious, always following his family's arrangements. He calmly went to military school, joined the army, returned home for employment, and moreover, he was exceptionally capable and had made significant contributions.

Life is carefree, even when facing difficulties she has two men at home to handle things for her, so her way of thinking about problems is inevitably simpler.

This time, she was scolded by Song's father because she had let it slip. She had told him about the arrangement that night to get both Song Jingye and Chen Ning drunk and put them in the same room, Song's father immediately became furious and reprimanded her: "You're really being reckless, aren't you afraid of harming your son"

"He scared me with his yelling, but I stand by my point: I'm not bringing just any girl to his room. Xiao Ning is someone I see potential in; she seems interested in our son. And besides, with your son's thick skull, I have to push him a little or he'll never get over the wrong person. Don't you remember what happened last time when he got beaten up and came back with a bruised nose and swollen face He couldn't even attend the important event the next day! If we let him continue like this, who knows what trouble he'll cause."

"You're too impatient. And besides, you shouldn't interfere with things that don't concern you."

"The work of a light person."

This is the second reason

why I was blamed today.

Song's mother had a vast network of information. She knew early on that Chen Ling was going back to X country, and that he would be gone for several years. This worried her greatly. Just as she saw some progress between her son and another person, he left. Their fate seemed broken. So, she immediately called Mrs. Liao.

As they were speaking, Song Jingye returned. Father Song let out a cold snort and sat down on the sofa without saying a word. He rarely interfered with family matters.

Song Jingye came in, and Song's mother directly said: "I disagree with Xiaoning going to work in X country."

On this matter, Song Jingye did have some understanding of his mother. After all, she had been enthusiastically trying to get him and Chen Ning back together, so he replied: "This is her job, it has nothing to do with whether we agree or disagree."

None of them can be her master.

"Are you really letting her go Two years, or five Can she wait that long, and can you"

Song Jingye: "This is the nature of her job. When you were hotheaded and wanted us to be together, you should have thought about this."

"Rules are made to be broken, people aren't. I get along well with Madam Liao, so I asked her to find a simple job for Little Ning in the department. What could be simpler than that"

"Mom, Ninghui has her own world to explore. If you truly love her, you should respect her. None of us have the right to interfere."

Mother Song got angry: "If you can look down on other girls, would I need to worry about this for you Just let her go, and you'll be a bachelor for the rest of your life."

Before he introduced me to so many girls for marriage, none of them caught his eye. Over the years, coming and going, there was only Chen Ning left by his side.

And even after sleep, he's still so thickheaded.

Song's mother wasn't a stubborn person. Her husband and son wouldn't allow her to interfere with other people's work, so she had to give up. It was just a pity that seeing her son's destined love arrive, and yet she watched helplessly as it walked away.

After chatting about personal matters, Song's father stood up: "Come with me to the study." He wanted to discuss business.

"The situation between the two northern countries is tense, on the brink of war, and your Ministry of National Defense must be ready at all times."

"Yes," he replied.

If war truly broke out, and our cooperating countries needed their support, they could be mobilized at any time.

"What have you been busy with lately"

The Senbing Group is developing a new batch of equipment, and we will conduct a large-scale exercise with the Southwest Region next month.

Father Song nodded and then suddenly asked, "I heard you want to be transferred to the Ministry of National Defense"

Song Jingye nodded in agreement.

"Think it through yourself."

Song's father sighed inwardly. Everyone said he was obedient since childhood, compared to other children in the courtyard, only he was willing to inherit his family business. But in reality, where was the true obedience It was just that he happened to like this profession, so he followed the established path. However, deep down, he had his own opinions.

While national defense is certainly crucial work, it doesn't actually hold true military power.

"After thinking it over, I'm still talking about it. Even if I go to a new department, my work and position here will be kept."

Then, it shall be so.

He has his own plan, and Song's father can only support him.

After chatting with his father, it was already late at night. He was left at home to sleep. Since he had slept through the night after getting drunk last time, he hadn't been home for a while. This time, lying ...

Getting into bed, I inevitably think of some things and can't fall asleep. I glance at my phone and want to send her a message. Flipping through our chat history, the most recent messages are all from him, with her replying almost immediately.

arrived

Come down right away.

Not a single extra word.

The next record, posted the day after they were intimate, said, "We're both adults. Let's just consider it as having a meal together and solving the problem of hunger."

Want to grab a meal Solve the hunger problem

He was too flustered that day to pay close attention to the message. Now, seeing it again, he wondered what his daily dinners with her recently meant.

Has your hunger problem been solved

When thinking about these problems, he truly felt hungry. He watched her eat during dinnertime but hadn't eaten much himself.

He got up, picked up his car keys and went out. On the deserted Chang'an Street at night, there were few cars, and he reached her apartment building in no time. He sent a message: Come down.

I don't know what I want to do, anyway, it's sent out. If she's asleep and didn't see it, just pretend I didn't send it.

Result Chen Ning slept late and saw the message as soon as it came up, she replied with a question mark.

He replied: At your building.

Chen Ning put on a jacket and stood by the window. Sure enough, she saw his Jeep parked downstairs in her apartment building. She hurried downstairs, wondering what he could possibly want to see her so late.

Pushing open the car door, with the coolness of outside and her faint scent after a shower, Song Jingye inhaled deeply from his side of the window before returning to his normal breathing.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you finding me so late"

He really dislikes being called "Uncle" by her now, as it makes him sound several years older than he actually is.

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