The old lady was in tears, and her hands trembled and rubbed her fingers constantly.

After Zhao Baichuan brought the gift into the car, he came in and called them. As soon as he came in, he heard Chi Xiaoye's words and saw the bullet, "Yes, this was what I gave to Squad Leader Chi back then, and what my father left for me, and it is also what I cherish the most."

The old lady suddenly burst into tears and held the bullet firmly in her palm. Her husband had been dying for almost fifty years. The bullet had penetrated the old man's chest, only 0.1 cm from the heart. It was taken out of the old man's body. It was his medal and his honor.

"Yes, yes, I also remember that the old man was shot on the battlefield that year. This bullet was taken out of the old man's chest. He kept the bullet as a souvenir and wrote to me proudly to show off. When he finally went home to visit his relatives, he gave it to Baichuan."

The old lady drank wine and was about to get up. When the mood came, she felt sad and moved, "That day, I was working and was called to the office by my leader. At that time, I had a bad premonition. Several leaders saluted me, and I knew that his father could not come back. That year, Baichuan was only eight years old."

The old lady looked at Zhou Chengcheng and seemed to be explaining to her, "My husband died on the battlefield. Once a person died, nothing was gone. Thanks to the care of the leader, Baichuan grew up smoothly, joined the army, and went to the battlefield. If Squad Leader Chi had not sacrificed his life to save him, he would have died there. Do you still have a husband? And your son?"

Zhou Chengcheng felt very uncomfortable, with guilt, shame, dissatisfaction, and unwillingness. She nodded and said, "Mom, I understand, I won't say anything in the future."

The old lady looked at Chi Xiaoye with tears in her eyes and asked, "Good boy, are you really willing to give me this?"

"Grandma, you have everything, and you don't think it's strange to give it to me. But I really don't have anything, so I can only borrow flowers to offer Buddha. Besides, this is what Grandpa Zhao originally belongs to me, and I just return the goods to the original owner."

The answer scored a lot and won a lot of favor.

The old lady held the bullet tightly in her palm, feeling like she was a treasure, "This is the best gift I have received, and I will definitely cherish it."

Zhao Baichuan stroked the old mother's back and comforted her: "Mom, be careful of your body."

"I'm fine, I'm happy."

"Okay, happy, then let's go home?"

"Go home, go home."

After getting in the car, Zhou Chengcheng sat next to the old lady and looked at Zhao Baichuan. Zhao Baichuan's eyes made her retreat, and she didn't dare to think about many things in her heart.

She thought that it would be harder to persuade her husband to cancel the marriage, so it would be better not to say it.

Behind, in another car, Zhao Zhouhan and Chi Xiaoye followed closely.

In the back seat, Chi Xiaoye took off his high heels and crossed his legs. He sat in a comfortable position but indecent position. If it were normal, Zhao Zhouhan would have been scolded, but today, he had something to do in his heart and his tone became different from the past, "Are you tired?"

"Um."

"Come here, I'll squeeze it for you."

"So good?... Then I'm not polite..."

The driver in front just drove, not daring to look around, staring at the front, and driving without distraction.

Chi Xiaoye was lying comfortably, putting his feet on Zhao Zhouhan's thighs, enjoying his service comfortably. Not to mention, the few strokes he pinched were quite comfortable, with accurate acupoints and moderate force.

"Hey, if you are discharged from the army in the future, you can open a massage parlor."

"You have this requirement for me?"

"I dare not ask for anything. I just suggest not to waste your good skills."

Zhao Zhouhan squeezed her calf hard, "Do you think I'll press it for anyone?"

"Hey hey hey, it hurts."

"Don't move." Zhao Zhouhan held her ankles and pressed them carefully while checking. Her delicate jade feet, her toes were squeezed red, her heels were broken into pieces, and blisters were grinding out of the front of her soles.

Those high heels look quite noble and elegant, but they don’t want to be so tormenting. They are simply spending money to find trouble.

"It hurts after being broken?"

"nonsense."

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Even my mother-in-law is walking around in high heels, how can I say that?! I can't take off my shoes on the spot."

Zhao Zhouhan had nothing to say, and looked at his red feet and felt very distressed.

The driver in front wanted to close his ears, and the flirting sound of the eldest and younger sister-in-law was full of pictures.

After entering the community, the two cars separated. The car in front drove into the Zhao family's terrace house and the car behind drove into the underground garage of the high-rise apartment.

In the elevator, Zhao Zhouhan held his suit jacket in one hand and high heels in the other, looking down at Chi Xiaoye, who was much shorter, "Isn't barefoot cold?"

"It's not cold or cold. The shoes hurt so much. I'd rather barefoot. In the future, there will be such occasions when wearing high heels. Tell me in advance that I'm ready for a band sticker."

"……good."

Zhao Zhouhan wanted to speak but stopped. He couldn't wait to ask for evidence of the matter, "Was that... what you said at the dinner, true?"

"What, I said a lot." Chi Xiaoye began to pretend to be stupid, his eyes kept looking at the floor of the elevator, and he secretly prayed to get to the twenty-fourth floor soon.

Because, she was not ready to admit that.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator arrived. Chi Xiaoye pushed away Zhao Zhouhan, who was pushing up, and got out of the elevator as if he was running away. "I'm so tired. I'm taking a shower and sleeping. You can do it yourself."

She walked barefoot very quickly, opened the security door and ran straight to her room like a little mouse.

Want to run? Where else do you want to run? Zhao Zhouhan threw the things in his hand at the door, closed the door with his backhand, and chased after him.

Chi Xiaoye ran into the room and was about to close the door, but with a "bang", the door was blocked by a big palm. She tried her best to close the door, and even used her entire body to mount it, but she couldn't stop it.

Zhao Zhouhan pushed open the door without any effort. She wanted to escape, but he just reached out and easily trapped her behind the door.

There was no time to turn on the lights in the room, only the voice-controlled night light in the corner of the wall illuminated the ambiguity of this room.

Zhao Zhouhan supported the wall with both hands, staring at her with a fiery look, leaving her nowhere to escape. He said seriously: "The abandoned Yuhua Lane has no surveillance. There are adjacent sections of the road. I can adjust all the surveillance around it. As long as you appear, you will definitely find it. There are blood other than me in the back seat of my car. The blood sample has been retained. You can check your DNA for comparison."

The more he said, the more he leaned over, the closer he was to her, "There are fingerprints on the back seat and fingerprints on the headrest of the front seat. If you don't want to have a blood test, you can compare fingerprints. The school archives have fingerprints for each of you students. "
Chapter completed!