The key point is, Feng Zheng’s intent was to win over his little darling wife, and he could not stand this anymore! In that case, he would rather do everything himself!
Feng Zheng, left at a loss by He Teng’s words, stood there, thinking to himself, "I’ve tried so hard to win He Teng over, so why can’t I win the favor of He Teng, who is likely to be my future brother-in-law?
After thinking for quite a while, Feng Zheng’s eyes lit up as he had a sudden realization, "He Teng, I get it! Am I being too nice to you, causing you to feel burdened by my sweetness?"
He Teng tossed the water directly onto Feng Zheng’s face, essentially giving him a face wash, "A sweet burden? What kind of nonsense is that?"
While speaking, the usually serious Captain He became genuinely angry. But alas, he couldn’t discipline or rebuke Feng Zheng, ultimately returning the water to him, "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking!"
Feng Zheng didn’t get angry. He chuckled and wiped the water from his face, "He Teng, do you really know what’s in my heart? If that’s the case, when your sister comes to visit you this weekend, could you give me a chance to spend some time alone with her?"
He Teng glanced at Feng Zheng with a deferential expression, and retorted, "Do you think that I, He Teng, would allow my wife to spend time alone with you? Did my head get squeezed in a doorway?"
"Wife?" A stupefied look appeared on Feng Zheng’s face, "Isn’t she your sister?"
"Is there a law that states a sister without blood relation can’t be a wife? Let me tell you, Feng Zheng, you are also a soldier. You should be aware that messing with a military marriage can bring you to a military tribunal! What, do you want to leave the military school and instead go get a taste of prison? My wife and I are legally married! When my wife comes to school this weekend, you better keep your distance and stop hanging around her all the time!"
He Teng was referring to his wife in almost every sentence. Seeing Feng Zheng’s dumbfounded expression made him feel a lot better about the bad mood he had been enduring for many days.
Can anyone understand the frustration of seeing someone who has lusty intentions towards one’s wife extend extreme hospitality towards oneself? It’s simply ****ing aggravating!
"He Teng, how can you and your wife have the same surname? You must be lying to me!" Feng Zheng protested desperately. The disheartened look on his face was pitiful.
"More than half of the people in our village share the surname ’He,’ do you have a problem with that?" He Teng raised an eyebrow and huffed, "My wife and I got our marriage certificate in August! Now that you know, put away your intentions, keep your mouth shut, and don’t talk about it to others."
"Why can’t I tell?" Feng Zheng was confused.
"I’m here to further my studies in military school for a few months before returning to the army, but my wife is genuinely attending university. If people find out that she got married at the age of eighteen, it would set her apart from others at her school. People would inevitably start prying and speculating, which could affect her studies," He Teng explained in all seriousness. Were it not for Feng Zheng’s insistence, he would not have revealed his marriage to He Zhilan.
"I see." Feng Zheng nodded his head, his face full of sorrow, "He Teng, I feel very hurt. Allow me some time alone to heal~ I’m going out to clear my mind~" With that said, Feng Zheng sighed, shook his head, and finally left the dorm.