80s Military Accompanying: The Heirless Tycoon Pampers His Pregnant Wife

"I'm here to make friends."

Zhong Jie smiled and pushed the fruit basket in front of Luo Cancan again, "The lychees are from Luzhou, they're very fresh, even Yang Guifei couldn't get them."

Upon hearing this, Luo Cancan turned her gaze to the fruit basket, picked a lychee from the bunch of plump fruit, and slowly peeled it with her little finger. "Don't you have many friends? Zhu Jing, Jiang Shanshan, and those flamboyant art troupe soldiers."

Chung Chieh pulled out a chair and sat down. "There are many kinds of friends: those in life, those in studies, those in work... and those with similar interests."

Luo Cancan turned to look at her, raising an eyebrow slightly. "You think we have similar interests? I don't see that coming from you."

Zhong Jie also picked a lychee, peeled it in a few quick steps, and popped it into her mouth, finishing it in no time.

Spitting out the rice, she continued, "You hate Shen Fenghe, and so do I."

Luo Cancan shook her head, "I don't hate her. What I did was just to help my sister."

After saying that, she stuffed the lychee flesh into her mouth and almost exclaimed "Wow!"

Juicy and sweet, with thick flesh.

These are truly delicious fresh lychees from Luzhou!

Then, she picked another one. "You may not know me well. I'm the kind of person who judges things by their actions, not by their personalities. In the military region, I don't hate anyone, but I will hate anyone who gets in my way."

Just like when she first met Shen Fenghe, the other party immediately said that she didn't know how to apply medicine. It's like the Kitchen God sweeping the yard, meddling in other people's business!

"Your being banished to the cold palace seems to be Shen Fenghe's doing, right?" Zhong Jie reminded her.

Luo Cancan was taken aback, peeling the skin while looking at her, "But you seem to have the ability to release me from the cold palace as well."

Zhong Jie smiled, found a fruit knife on the table, and began peeling a mango. "I'm just a small-time female cultural soldier in our military region, but in Pancheng, my family owns the largest mango orchard in the country."

"Of course, we will also purchase fruits such as lychees, bananas, and star fruit."

Zhong Jie's family has no military or political background, but it is the wealthiest family in the military region. However, she usually keeps a low profile and only reveals her family's wealth at crucial moments.

Years ago, her family was just ordinary fruit farmers. Before she joined the army, they caught up with the "get rich first" policy and rode the wave of progress, becoming one of the first "ten-thousand-yuan households" in Southwest China.

But because she started her business late, Chung Chieh had witnessed her family's poverty, which made her less confident and more materialistic. At the same time, it also made her realize the importance of seizing opportunities.

Now that Yu Li has been taken away from the military region, it is the best opportunity for her to get close to Luo Cancan.

Smelling the rich aroma of mango flesh, Luo Cancan swallowed hard. "What do you want me to do?"

Zhong Jie smiled and said, "Do what you do best, but this time, you have to listen to me and don't do anything reckless, or you'll get another 'piggy punch' from Zhu Jing."

"Achoo! Achoo!"

Zhu Jing, who was taking a nap on Shen Fenghe's bed, suddenly sneezed twice for no reason, making the bed shake.

"Sister-in-law, this bed isn't sturdy enough. We need to get a bigger and sturdier one, otherwise, with my brother's build, it'll fall apart after a couple of moves."

Hearing these shameless words, Shen Fenghe blushed immediately. She decided to pretend to be asleep and lay motionless next to Zhu Jing.

Zhu Jing glanced at her sideways, rubbed her nose, and said, "One sneeze and you're scolded, two sneezes and you're nagged. It must be my brother nagging me, worried that I'm not taking good care of you."

"Your brother doesn't care about me as much as you think," Shen Fenghe said softly, her eyes still closed.

They left without saying goodbye, leaving only a note. What does that mean?

"How could you not care?"

Zhu Jing turned around, propping her head up with one hand. "Just by looking at what he wrote on the note, I can tell he cares about you a lot!"

Shen Fenghe laughed, then turned and lay on her side. "Could it be that he didn't write Chinese characters?"

Zhu Jing adopted a serious expression. "My brother practiced regular script when he was a child, but he preferred cursive script. He felt that it was faster and more enjoyable to write, so he used cursive script in private. Later, when he grew up, no one cared what style he wrote. He even wrote his family letters in cursive script and liked to use cursive writing. My uncle jokingly called it 'heavenly script'."

"My uncle even joked that if Zhang Xu saw his handwriting, he would call him a senior."

"Is it really that exaggerated?" Shen Fenghe laughed.

Ye Zhengting's handwriting on the note was strong and vigorous, with each stroke neat and upright.

"There's plenty of time. You'll see his real handwriting sooner or later, and then you'll understand why I said that you can tell he cares about you just by looking at the note he left you." Zhu Jing raised her lips.

"sister in law."

She suddenly grasped Shen Fenghe's hand. "When you get to the clinic later, call my brother and ask if he's arrived yet and when he'll be back."

Shen Fenghe pursed her lips.

Zhu Jing squeezed her palm. "Relationships need to be maintained. If you don't move and he doesn't move, you two will only stay in the same place."

"You're already married, and the baby will be born soon. Since you've decided to spend your lives together, why not try to nurture your relationship?"

"Is it possible to get married first and then fall in love?"

Shen Fenghe grasped her hand in return, her expression serious. "Jingjing, tell me honestly, have you been dating someone behind my and your brother's backs lately?"

"No way!" Zhu Jing's eyes widened like saucers. "I'm so obviously single, can't you tell?"

"But you always act like you've been there all along." Shen Fenghe scrutinized her carefully.

"I've stopped reading martial arts novels lately and started reading romance novels instead," Zhu Jing admitted frankly. "I'm only doing this for you and my brother; I'm learning from these books."

"You actually believe everything you read in romance novels?" Shen Fenghe said, both amused and exasperated.

She never read those things, thinking they were just stories written by authors based on their own dreams, giving people fantasy but not reality.

What? The male and female protagonists fell in love after one night? She and Ye Zhengting also slept together for one night, but they only produced fruit and did not blossom at all, hence the name "fig".

"Whether you believe it or not is not important. The main thing is to learn how to help you and my brother get along better," Zhu Jing said firmly.

"Then tell me, what have you learned?" Shen Fenghe suddenly became interested.