Reborn in the 1980s, remarried and followed a soldier, the ungrateful wretch cried with regret.

Chapter 31 Retracting a Head
Just then, a loud crash came from the kitchen.

The two of them turned their heads at the same time to look in that direction.

Mrs. Fu peeked out, giving an awkward smile, "The knife... the knife fell. You... you guys continue—"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly turned his head away.

Fu Mingxue: ...?
Qin Wenhuo: ? ...

Fu Mingxue brought the question back to the forefront, "What's your decision?"

"I want to say, about this matter—"

"Wait a minute, is that Song Yan from your unit?" Fu Mingxue asked.

Qin Wenhuo glanced at her, wondering how the topic had turned to this.

But she still nodded, "--Yes."

“Song Yan has ruined my reputation. Since you are his superior, shouldn’t you take responsibility? Don’t rush to speak, please listen to me—”

Fu Mingxue glanced towards the kitchen.

Then he took a big step forward and got closer to Qin Wenhuo:

“I know my suggestion is presumptuous, but my family background is really fine. My dad was also a soldier before. I just don’t want my mom to worry. Anyway, you’re not married and I don’t have a partner, so why don’t we get married? Of course, we can also make an agreement that if you feel I’m not good enough within a year, then we can get a divorce.”

She can take the reward first and save her life while she's at it.

As for the future—
The system didn't say she couldn't get a divorce.

Qin Wenhuo: ...?
His face turned somewhat dark.

They're not even married yet, and they're already talking about divorce.

He immediately asked seriously, "Can you let me finish what I have to say?"

“—You say it!” Fu Mingxue also felt that this matter was indeed quite presumptuous.

This was too sudden; it wasn't part of her newly reborn life plan at all.

"Your name is Fu Mingxue? Is your father's name Fu Yongjian?"

"Ah, right!" Fu Mingxue immediately realized, "How do you know my dad's name? Do you know my dad?"

Qin Wenhuo looked at the girl in front of him with a complicated expression.

He pulled a letter from his pocket and handed it to her. "Read this first." Fu Mingxue: ...A letter?

She took the letter with a puzzled look, then opened it—
After reading it, she wanted to take a pill to undo her mistake—why did she have to be so quick to speak!
Qin Wenhuo's eyes remained calm. "Your father and my father were comrades-in-arms back in the day! They arranged a marriage for us when we were children, originally—"

He came to see if he could annul the engagement.

After all, he's not suited for marriage.

Unexpectedly, the girl proposed to him ahead of time.

Fu Mingxue felt a sudden urge to pick at her toes.

She simply called out towards the small kitchen, "Mom, Mom, come out quickly—"

When Fu's mother heard her daughter shout, she immediately rushed out, still holding the kitchen knife in her hand.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Wenhuo's gaze fell on the kitchen knife.

Madam Fu realized something was wrong with her hand and immediately let it fall naturally.

"Why did you call me?"

"Mom, look, this is a letter from my dad back then. He said he arranged a marriage for me when we were little. Did you know about this?"

Mother Fu: ? ...

"What letter? What arranged marriage?"

"Look at this." Fu Mingxue handed the old letter in her hand to her mother.

Fu's mother quickly took it and began to read it.
After she finished reading, her hands were trembling with excitement. "It's your father's handwriting, it's his handwriting—"

"Mom, do you know anything about this arranged marriage between children?"

If she had told him earlier, she wouldn't have rashly proposed to him.

Fu's mother's eyes were a little red, but she calmed herself down.

"—I don't know, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, it's your dad's decision, so—"

She suddenly looked at Qin Wenhuo, "You're the Qin family's child mentioned in the letter?"

(End of this chapter)