"As far as I know, Comrade Yang has lived a life of poverty. His monthly salary and subsidy are all given to his wife for family expenses. Although it is just a dead salary, what Comrade Yang does is

It’s a dangerous job, and you get paid for your life, and the subsidy is far more than the salary. If you are not extravagant, the food, clothing, housing and transportation plus the balance are completely enough.”

This statement refutes the first point made by Zhang Wenying just now.

"Moreover, no matter how busy Comrade Yang is, he will call his daughter every two days. He has four days of redeployment leave every month. He will drive long distances home to be with his daughter. Even though he is thousands of miles away, he still cares about her.

At home, although there are people at home, their hearts are already outside."

These words denounced the second point in Yang Wenying's mouth, and also classified her into the second category of people overtly and covertly.

Zhang Wenying's face was obviously very ugly, and she moved her lips several times before speaking.

Xiao Yuting didn't let Zhang Wenying speak.

"Everyone has his or her own way of life, and death is the most important thing. Ms. Zhang is also a highly educated person. To slander her husband's posthumous name in this way, even if it is not for the sake of happiness, it is also for the sake of your son who was born to an elderly woman.

Think about it."

Zhang Wenying: "You..."

Xiao Yuting continued: "One more thing, I married Lele not because she has good taste, but because I have good taste and I was lucky enough to marry her."

Yang Leqing was deeply shocked.

When she looked at Xiao Yuting's profile, she noticed for a moment the sharpness in his eyes when facing Zhang Wenying.

He is protecting her.

Even when facing her biological mother, she tried her best to protect her.

Mr. Du stayed with Xiao Yuting and his wife for dinner, but Xiao Yuting politely declined.

"I still have a job, so I won't bother you," Xiao Yuting said with a smile, "You come to City C another day, and I will come back to fulfill my friendship as a landlord."

Leave the Du family villa.

Xiao Yuting did not call for a taxi immediately, but took Yang Leqing for a while.

Yang Leqing pursed her lips and said in a dull voice: "Thank you."

Xiao Yuting's tone was calm: "Thank me for what?"

"Just help me and protect me."

"You are my wife. If I don't protect you, who should I protect?"

Yang Leqing couldn't refute.

"You don't want to go, but I want to take you there," Xiao Yuting said. "Your mother is right. This trip home is just to show off. It's just me going to show off."

What Xiao Yuting said today will be remembered by Yang Leqing for the rest of his life.

This is the first man who is willing to stand by her side and defend her.

…………

The last night in Beishi.

There was only a bathroom in the standard room. Yang Leqing took a shower first and then leaned on the bedside to look at the bathroom door.

You can hear the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom.

She glanced at the other bed across the aisle.

The assistant who booked the hotel didn't know what he was thinking, so he gave me a standard room with two beds.

She thought for a moment, then got off the bed and moved the cabinet between the two beds.

The floor was smooth and she didn't need to use too much force. She could handle it alone.

She pushed the two beds together.

This looks much more pleasing to the eye.

When Xiao Yuting came out of the bathroom, he saw Yang Leqing pushing the bed.

Yang Leqing: "..."

She laughed twice to herself, "Well... the bed is a bit small, so I just put it together."

Xiao Yuting put the towel aside without saying a word, and came over to help Yang Leqing push the bed over and put them together, "Want to lie down together?"

Yang Leqing pursed her lips.

Xiao Yuting sat on the edge of the bed, stretching one leg casually, "What do you want?"

The word "think" made Yang Leqing's heart beat rapidly. She grasped the corners of her nightgown and didn't know where to look.

"I...want to try."

Yang Leqing did not dare to look at Xiao Yuting.

When she said this, she was afraid of being rejected for a moment.

On the wedding night, it would be better to say that she fell asleep because she was tired, but it would be better to say that she was subconsciously escaping.

But when she proposed marriage, he promised her that he would not divorce.

Then there is no agreement in this marriage.

After silence, Xiao Yuting leaned toward her.

His fingers slowly lifted her chin, making her look at him.

The man's dark eyes were deep and penetrating.

But looking at it at such a close distance, Yang Leqing realized that his pupils were not pure black. They were looking at her intently, and they were a little light, just like his current breathing.

He slowly leaned on her body and kissed her lips.

Yang Leqing's hands suddenly tightened the sheets beneath her body.

Xiao Yuting's fingers fell on the collar of her dress and asked in a hoarse voice: "Turn on the lights or turn off the lights?"

Yang Leqing was really apathetic beyond words.

"I...turn off the lights."

His gaze was so hot that she couldn't resist it.

She really planned to hand herself over.

He is her husband.

He is also the man she admires.

Xiao Yuting's big palm fell on the bedside light switch.

There was a slight click, and the room was completely plunged into darkness.

The man's strange and hot breath slowly approached, and her heart seemed to be grabbed by a cat's paw. She scratched her heart harder, and a sharp cat meow sounded in her mind, cutting through the darkness and piercing her eardrums.

The hotel's curtains are very good at blocking out light.

Before his eyesight could adapt to the dark environment, what made Yang Leqing's senses tremble was another unfamiliar touch.

Even if it was gentle, trying to help her relieve the tension in her body.

But it was of no use at all.

Goosebumps all over her body.

Suddenly a memory broke into her mind.

That chaotic memory.

Her whole body felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar, her blood from head to toe was soaked in ice. She suddenly stretched out her hand to kick the man on top of her.

"Get away! Don't touch me..."

Xiao Yuting held her hand that was clenched into a fist and relieved her strength, "Lele, it's me."

He changed his position, held her in his arms, and stroked her back gently.

"It's okay."

She shivered and huddled in his arms, choking on her sobs.

Xiao Yuting coaxed her in a low voice, called her name, and told her some things about her father's life.

Yang Leqing slowly relaxed.

When she closed her eyes, there were tears on her eyelashes, and her shoulders were still shaking slightly.

Xiao Yuting pulled the quilt up to cover her round shoulders.

He didn't get up immediately. When Yang Leqing's breathing calmed down, he quietly lifted the quilt and went to the bathroom to smoke a cigarette.

My mind wanders back to two months ago.

That rainy night.

It rains heavily in summer, and the wipers are unable to wipe away the rainwater splashing on the windshield bed.
To be continued...