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Ling's mother covered her forehead. "You rascal! All your usual shrewdness was used in the army, and now you don't even realize you like a girl. By the time you finally understand, it'll be too late!"

Ling Wenchen: "..." Really? Is he that slow-witted?

"Hey, let me ask you something. You like that woman, so have you given her any gifts? Have you told her? Or, does she know you exist, or that you like her?"

Ling Wenchen: "..."

"Didn't I already say? I'm not sure if I really like her, I... and she probably doesn't have the mind to think about these things right now."

From what he knew, the Jiang family's affairs were already enough of a headache for her, and he didn't want to add to her burden by saying anything.

They were wrong from the start, otherwise—

Seeing his blank expression, Ling's mother knew that asking was pointless.

"You haven't done anything, how are you so sure that woman likes you too? What if she doesn't like you, or falls for someone else? Are you just going to be left crying?"

Ling Wenchen had never thought about this question, nor had he ever imagined that he and Jiang Yuyan would have any future together.

He just wanted to soothe his guilt. If it weren't for him, she might have had an easier life. Perhaps Jiang Yuyan didn't want to see him at all, otherwise she would be reminded of memories she shouldn't have.

During those days, he used the excuse of taking care of her for his friend Lin Shiping, but the more he paid attention to her, the more his heart trembled. He couldn't explain what kind of feelings these were.

"Tell me, which family does she belong to? Maybe I can find out more about her. That would be better than you doing nothing and expecting her to like you, right?"

Ling Wenchen remained silent.

Ling's mother frowned, looking at him suspiciously. "You wouldn't be lying to me to avoid blind dates, would you? You don't actually have any girls you like, do you?"

Ling Wenchen fell silent again, but he was considering whether or not to speak.

Given Ms. Ling's personality, once she knows, almost the whole family knows.

When Ling's mother saw that he didn't speak, she thought she had hit the nail on the head and was about to get angry when Ling Wenchen spoke.

"She's not from Beijing, so don't even think about it. I'll handle my own affairs. Just don't get involved in these blind dates anymore. Okay, I'm leaving now. Tell Grandpa and Grandma."

"Hey you brat, you left before you even finished speaking? Are you doing this on purpose? Hey..."

Just then, Ling's father returned home. Hearing his wife's voice, he entered the living room. "What's wrong? Did Wenchen upset you again? Tell me, what happened this time?"

Speaking of this, Ling's mother has a lot to complain about.

"Let me tell you, Wenchen has a girl he likes, but he didn't tell me which family she's from, and he also said she's not from Beijing."

He only had a few days to two weeks off this time, and he stayed in Beijing the whole time. I've never heard him mention anything like this before, so how could it not be that they didn't meet in Beijing?

Mr. Ling was surprised. "Are you sure? Did Wen Chen tell you this himself?"

"Or did I make it up myself? I suspect the person this kid likes is in Beijing, but he just won't say who it is. I'm so worried! You blockhead son, how come you didn't even inherit a single bit of my personality?"

Ling's father thought to himself, "If he inherits this trait from you, our family will have a headache trying to figure out which woman our son should marry."

Well, it's not that Ling's mother has an open personality, but rather that she's very sociable, outgoing, can chat with anyone, has high emotional intelligence, and is also top-notch in appearance. If she were released, she would definitely be very sought after.

Seeing her distressed expression, Ling's father advised her, "Let's wait until he brings the person back before making any decisions. He probably won't have many opportunities to be in Beijing in the future."

Ling Wenchen had just returned to his unit when he was summoned to the division commander's office.

"...Urgent mission. A group of people have appeared on the border. They somehow obtained a new drug that the army just released. We need you to lead a team to raid their hideout, bring back their drug, and see if it is our new drug."

Ling Wenchen instantly understood what his superior meant.

If the medication is the same, then there are huge problems here.

There was no time to make other arrangements, so Ling Wenchen could only call his communications officer and ask him to keep an eye on Jiang Yuyan's situation and help resolve any problems that might arise.

Without time to say more, he hurriedly led his team away, unaware that his inability to explain himself had almost led to a life-or-death separation between him and Jiang Yuyan.

Five days later,

Jiang Yuyan and her three siblings looked at the newly renovated shop and happily walked inside.

The original large shop was divided into two spaces of the same size. One side had newly released clothing hanging on two walls, a small counter, and a small fitting room next to it.

The walls have all been painted white, making the space look much brighter and less gloomy than before.

On the other side was a large table and a sewing machine, with all kinds of thread on both sides of the sewing machine, in various patterns.

It's just a small studio, but it has a huge logo on top that will be used exclusively by them from now on. It's a picture of the character "Jiang" with a wreath on top, which means that this is the property of the Jiang family.

"Third Brother, you even made our logo! It's so beautiful!" Jiang Yuyan said with a smile, looking at the character "Jiang" on the logo.

Jiang Muren chuckled, "If my little sister thinks it looks good, that's good. I was worried it might be too tacky." Hehe, thankfully my little sister didn't mind.

Jiang Muxuan and Jiang Muyi also thought it looked good.

After touring the shop and studio, the four of them sat at the large table in the studio.

As soon as she sat down, Jiang Muyi handed her a stack of orders. "Little sister, we've received a few more clothing orders, and some of them urgently need to be picked up before the Spring Festival."

Jiang Yuyan opened the order form and was shocked to see the hundreds and thousands of orders listed.

"Second brother, you...you're just going out to sell clothes, right? Where are you going to find so many clothes? What if they don't sell and come back to you?"

Jiang Muyi gently patted her head and smiled, "Don't worry, the ones I know are all big bosses who drive long-haul trucks. They need large quantities, not to sell here, but to sell in the south."

"From the South, huh? That's not surprising. If they're in a rush, I wonder if the garment factory can finish this batch of goods before the Spring Festival?"

Jiang Yuyan was worried, after all, the garment factory was not big, and in addition to the original dozen or so employees, several more had left.

"Don't worry, I'll handle this. You don't need to worry." Jiang Muyi smiled. "I just wanted you, the boss behind the scenes, to know that our clothing store is almost on track now."

Just wait for them to send her money to spend.

On the way back, they saw a bookstore, and Jiang Yuyan noticed that Jiang Muxuan's gaze lingered there for a long time.

After thinking for a moment, she called out, "Big brother, there's a bookstore here. Shouldn't we buy some notebooks or something for second and third brothers to write things down?"

Think about it, it will take more than a month for her older brother to finish his rehabilitation.

During this time, taking the time to study for the college entrance examination should be a way for him to relax.