Military Marriage: Young Master Han's Intriguing Wife

Chapter 216 Unknown Phone Number Mr. Han saw the rebellion in Han Shaoting's eyes, and his eyes were very complicated: "Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

Han Shaoting's expression was slightly restrained, and he stood at attention, "As your grandson, I will not embarrass you."

With Han Shaoting's words, Mr. Han returned to his smile. "Good boy, what I'm waiting for is your words."

Song Lingzi lowered her eyes, and a smile flashed in her eyes. Mr. Han clearly dug a hole and was waiting for Han Shaoting to jump down.However, when Han Shaoting dances, he must be willing.Occasionally being calculated by someone close to you is also a way of emotional communication.

Mr. Han gave them a few decent instructions, and then let them go.Only then did Han Shaoting find the opportunity to say goodbye to other clan relatives, and then left the old house side by side with Song Lingzi.

Back at the apartment, Song Lingzi lay on the soft bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.Things in the world are like this, not as good as I imagined, nor as bad as imagined.

However, Song Lingzi always felt that there was something in the change of attitude towards Mr. Han.

"What are you thinking?" Han Shaoting unbuttoned his shirt. "I was in a trance when I came back."

"Grandpa, have I passed this test?" Song Lingzi asked in a low voice.I am young.

Han Shaoting frowned: "I don't know, the old man is unpredictable."

Song Lingzi rolled her eyes when she heard the words, it was tantamount to talking in vain.

Han Shaoting didn't miss the dark light in Song Lingzi's eyes, "I really can't guess." Han Shaoting was a little surprised by Mr. Han's reaction. After all, not long ago, the old man objected to Song Lingzi's entry.

Song Lingzi rolled over on the bed, ready to fall asleep. "If you can't guess it, you can't guess it. I didn't make things difficult for you."

Han Shaoting was a little dissatisfied with Song Lingzi's answer, and leaned forward: "How about I find someone to test it out?"

Song Lingzi looked back, with a smile on her bright face: "Are you spying on the enemy?"

"That's right." Han Shaoting was in a great mood. "As a soldier, you must keep track of the enemy's movements at any time."

"Come on, you." Song Lingzi spared no effort to dismantle Han Shaoting's backstage: "If you are Monkey King, your old man is the Tathagata Buddha. You see, Sun Wukong has turned a few somersaults, but he still hasn't escaped from the Tathagata Buddha's palm."

Han Shaoting's black eyes were stained with annoyance, he lay beside Song Lingzi, staring at her closely: "I'm so useless?"

Song Lingzi wasn't so stupid to step on a landmine.She stretched out her hands and hugged Han Shaoting's neck: "My husband is the most powerful, why is it useless?"

"Then you just now..." Han Shaoting drew his voice, pretending to be displeased.

Song Lingzi rolled her eyes, "Did I say something wrong just now? Sun Wukong made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace, and even the Jade Emperor couldn't do anything about him. This is not considered powerful, what is it?"

The corner of Han Shaoting's mouth curled up into a smile: "Dare to love your trick here."

"No way." Song Lingzi refused to admit it. "Actually, my husband is the best."

To be honest, Han Shaoting is very useful to this sentence.Men, how many people don't like their women to boast about themselves?Even if I know that my woman is telling lies sometimes, I am willing to listen to it.As a human being, you can't be awake all the time, that's too painful.

"Am I really that good?".

Song Lingzi put her lips together, and quickly pressed a kiss on Han Shaoting's cheek: "Of course. If you are not good, doesn't it mean that I have no vision?"

In Song Lingzi's perception, she just wouldn't belittle the men around her.If you love someone, no matter what status this man holds in other people's hearts, Song Lingzi will definitely hold him high.

Many women like to belittle their men. They always think that their men are incompetent and cannot squander the money they earn for themselves, but they don’t know that not every woman can handle a man with skills.What's more, no matter how capable other men are, does it have anything to do with me?A man who belittles himself is belittling himself.

Some women may say that she is a man who motivates her in a disguised form, but in fact, this kind of motivation can at most fulfill the mistress, and let the man go to the mistress to find the so-called sense of accomplishment.If you love a man, even if you can't hold him high, at least make him feel respected by his wife.

Han Shaoting shook his head and laughed, there was nothing he could do about his wife's cunning, this woman was born to be arranged by God to restrain him.

Song Lingzi's eyelids gradually sank, she was really tired after a busy night.

Han Shaoting also saw that Song Lingzi was tired, so he kissed her on the cheek, then picked up the quilt and covered her.Song Lingzi didn't move at all, and gradually sank into sleep.

Looking at Song Lingzi's peaceful sleeping face, Han Shaoting felt the peace from the depths of his heart for the first time.He thought it would be good to live like this for the rest of his life.

Han Shaoting was about to stand up, leave the bedroom and go to the study, when the screen of the mobile phone lit up, and then, a pleasant ringtone rang.

Han Shaoting quickly picked up the phone, saw the unknown number on the screen, was slightly taken aback, and quickly pressed the call button: "Hello."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Han Shaoting frowned, his mobile phone number, except for familiar people, outsiders could not know. "Hello, who are you?"

Heavy breathing came from the phone, mixed with some sobbing.

Han Shaoting was annoyed: "Who the hell are you? If you don't speak, don't call to disturb others."

As soon as the words came out, Han Shaoting regretted it.He actually forgot that Song Lingzi was sleeping, and looked at Song Lingzi guiltily. Seeing that she was still sleeping, he quickly walked out of the bedroom and closed the door. "I don't care who you are, anyway, you'd better stop making such harassing calls." After speaking, Han Shaoting was about to hang up.

"No, Shaoting, it's me." A woman's panicked voice came from the phone. "Please, I just want to hear your voice."

Han Shaoting was stunned, his eyes flashed a layer of haze: "Is there something wrong?"

"Can't I find you if I have nothing to do?" the woman asked in a low voice.

Han Shaoting looked around the room before he said calmly: "I didn't mean that. Today is the first day of the new year. Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year." The woman choked up when she heard Happy New Year: "We celebrate together on the first day of every year."

Han Shaoting pursed his lips tightly.Is this interesting to say now?Can we still celebrate together?Looking at the door of the bedroom, the corner of Han Shaoting's mouth turned up: "It won't work in the future. I have my own wife, and you will also have your own husband in the future."

"Really?" The woman smiled bitterly: "I know it's too late, but I really can't change this habit."

Han Shaoting fell silent. Every year on New Year's Eve or the first day of the new year, they celebrate together.I remember last year on the first day of junior high school, they were still entangled in bed all day, but what about this year?Everyone said that the world was unpredictable, but he didn't believe it. In the end, the reality still stabbed him severely.

"Shaoting, are you listening?" The woman was a little nervous, "Don't hang up, I just want to hear your voice, nothing else."

"I'm listening." Han Shaoting sat on the sofa and closed his eyes. "If you have anything to say, finish it quickly."

"How do you plan to celebrate this year?" The woman's voice returned to her usual softness. "I remember last year, you went on a trip with me." On New Year's Eve last year, they spent a night in the Han family's old house, and took a helicopter to travel to neighboring counties in the early morning of the next day.That day was her sweetest memory. Han Shaoting was like a child, pestering her all day.

Han Shaoting opened his eyes, a pair of black eyes flashed a stern look. "Does this concern you?"

The woman was silent on the phone for a long time, and finally sighed: "Do you know why I chose to leave you? Actually, I just can't stand you like this. Every time I need your comfort and you to coax me, you have to How about perfunctory me, or, just like just now, talk to me with a tough attitude. Han Shaoting, I am not your soldier, why do you use the army's tricks on me?"

Han Shaoting was annoyed: "Did you call today to sue me?"

Before the person on the other side of the phone could speak, Han Shaoting continued: "I admit that I am not as gentle and considerate as the men outside, and I am not as sweet-talking as other men. But, Jiang Yuanyuan, before you have sex with me, before you love me Before you came to me, you already knew that I was such a man."

"If you want to leave me, want to break up, you can tell me directly, and I won't stop you." Han Shaoting only felt a fire in his chest. "But you climbed into another man's bed behind my back, what do you mean?"

Han Shaoting kept telling himself that he shouldn't think about this matter, and shouldn't continue to pester him, but he still couldn't control his emotions.As long as he thought of that woman lying behind another man's body behind his back, he would have an urge to kill.

"I'm sorry." A woman's sobs came from the other end of the phone. "What happened that day was really not what you thought, I..." Halfway through, the woman couldn't continue.Perhaps, she also felt that her explanation was too far-fetched.

The crying on the other side of the phone did not soften Han Shaoting's heart, but made him even more irritable. "You mean, what I see is not the truth? Is that what you mean?"

"Shao Ting, I want to marry you, I just want to be with you, that incident was really an accident, at all..." Jiang Yuanyuan was overwhelmed with pain: "I really love you, I really love you..."

Han Shaoting couldn't listen anymore, tears welled up in his eyes.He wanted to yell back that he didn't love her, and never loved her again.But the pain in his chest really told him that the woman on the other end of the phone was once his favorite.He spent more than ten years loving a fruitless woman. This kind of love, one experience is enough, it is enough.

Throwing the phone on the ground hard, Han Shaoting hugged his head tightly.Why, why did you call to stimulate him when he was at his calmest?