"Alright, at this time, you better not go down there and add to the chaos. I think Qin Jian can handle this matter on his own." Ning Yibin stopped Zhang Yun.
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The night deepened, and there were not many people left on the streets.
It was already the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the air was cool as water.
An Hao, dressed in a shirt and jeans, was already feeling a bit chilly. She instinctively hugged her arms and walked slowly toward the school.
At this time, there was no other option but to walk, as there was no one around to give her a lift.
Suddenly, she felt a slight weight on her shoulders. An Hao was startled and looked down to see a military jacket had been draped over her. The insignia with two bars and a star reflected a striking light under the moonlight.
An Hao turned around and saw Qin Jian standing behind her, his gaze even gentler than the cool moonlight.
"Why did you follow me here?" An Hao asked, tilting her head as she looked at Qin Jian.
"Why didn’t you go in? Did you hear the conversation inside?" Qin Jian asked in return.
An Hao smiled lightly, "You all seemed to be in such good spirits that I didn’t have the heart to spoil it. So, I simply didn’t go in! As for the conversation you mentioned... you make a good point, after all, I’ve only just turned nineteen a few days ago. You’ll have to wait another year for me. If your mom finds someone decent and suitable for you, just marry her!"
An Hao said it half jokingly, half sourly.
She had never been a magnanimous woman, and having missed out in her previous life, she found Qin Jian all the more precious in this one.
"Are you serious?" Qin Jian’s face darkened as he looked at her, "Is this the gift you’re giving me on my birthday?"
An Hao recalled that since Qin Jian was born to Zhang Yun, his birthday naturally fell on the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Seeing Qin Jian’s grim expression, An Hao wanted to say it was just a joke, but the uncomfortable feeling in her heart couldn’t be dismissed that easily, "It’s not like I said it! Besides, what can a student like me decide? Isn’t it still up to you, the company commander, to have the final say?"
Watching An Hao pout, Qin Jian knew his little wife was being petulant, and he had to do something about it.
Qin Jian straightened An Hao’s body to face him and looked into her eyes with sincerity, "An Hao, listen carefully! I, Qin Jian, only want you to be my wife! I don’t even glance at other women."
"Really? Is that a Ning Family trait?" An Hao teased him with a laugh.
"Whether it’s a genetic trait I don’t know! But I am not stupid! Why would I reject a young and beautiful wife and instead choose someone older? And let me tell you, I, this old bull, am set on you, this tender grass." As he spoke, Qin Jian’s hands firmly grasped An Hao’s, "You can’t run anywhere! You can only be my woman! For this whole life, you can only be Qin Jian’s wife!"
An Hao felt sweet inside, and the slight sourness she had felt earlier vanished in an instant, "You’re not stupid, and neither am I. Why would I reject a future regiment leader... ugh, and possibly even a future brigade commander, or army commander, for someone else? Only if my brain was waterlogged."
Hearing her say this, Qin Jian let out a huge sigh of relief, "I’m just afraid your brain might get waterlogged. An Hao, remember the words you said today, and don’t be foolish enough to leave me in the future! Understand?"
"Understood!" An Hao nodded vigorously.