"Dad, you both please have a seat." Zhilan said and then promptly hinted at He Teng through a series of facial expressions. Seeing that he just stood there and did nothing, she went off to find his bedroom on her own and quickly moved her stuff into it. She even deliberately stuffed a few items of her clothing into his wardrobe and tossed her pajamas onto his neatly made bed.
He Teng’s father had no idea about her divorce with He Teng, and He Teng had just moved into the new dormitory recently. She hadn’t had the chance to come here, so she blindly tried to find his room and as quickly as possible, leave traces of her living there.
The people in the army knew about their divorce, but it was now several years in the past. Zhilan was not worried that anyone would mention it to her father-in-law, so she brought him to visit the military base without a hint of anxiety.
The most important thing was that Lan Li had been transferred to the military unit in the capital a year and a half ago, so now Zhilan felt comfortable with everyone in this unit!
Over there, He Teng, who initially received Zhilan’s gaze, did not react. It wasn’t until he saw Zhilan go into his room and not come out for a while that he stepped in after her. Standing at the door, he saw that his bedroom had suddenly changed its appearance.
Of course, the most conspicuous thing was the set of pajamas Zhilan had tossed onto his bed. It was flung there as if without a second thought, and was placed casually. Meanwhile, Zhilan was still standing in front of his wardrobe, seemingly busy with something.
He Teng walked in, and then noticed that his closet was filled with Zhilan’s belongings. On looking to the side, he noticed her hair ties and hair clips on the table.
"What are you doing?" He Teng pulled the little woman who was squatting in front of the closet up, looking confused.
"I am creating traces of us living in this room together." Zhilan glanced towards the door, then let out a giggle. "We are a couple, how could this place not have my stuff? Looking at your bedroom, anyone with eyes can tell it’s a bachelor’s room. So, I’m remedying the situation in a hurry, so dad doesn’t figure it out."
"So your way of remedying is to toss your stuff around randomly?" He Teng’s mouth twitched slightly, as he guided Zhilan to the bed and had her sit down. "You sit down. I’ll do it."
After saying this, he first picked up the pair of pajamas that Zhilan tossed under her, folded it neatly and placed it next to his own pajamas. Then he moved on to the clothes Zhilan had carelessly stuffed into his closet, taking them out one by one, tidying them up, and putting them back in.
Zhilan sat there, swinging her legs, and chuckled softly. "I don’t usually put my things , I was just in a hurry just now, so I stuffed them in."
"Hmph." He Teng straightened up and glanced at Zhilan. He didn’t respond, but his gaze combined with his half-smiling sound made it clear he didn’t believe Zhilan’s explanation.
How could He Teng not understand Zhilan? While she wouldn’t normally sling things around, she definitely did not have a habit of keeping things neat and tidy like him.
For example, when Zhilan got up, she would just take off her pajamas and casually throw them aside. Her hair ties were the same; use and forget. Quite often, Zhilan would struggle to find a hair tie to use.
The two of them didn’t stay in the room for long. After a while, they returned to the living room where Dongxue was chatting with Chen Ya’nan. He Teng’s father and He Da were sitting and listening to their conversation.