In a moment of panic, she let go of her grip.
Shen Han glanced indifferently and turned to leave.
He was heading to the regimental headquarters.
Jiang Meili stood behind him, the chill in her eyes lingering, her hands clenching into fists unconsciously.
He was hers, always hers!
As long as she refused to let go, no one else would get a chance!
…
Since Tang Zelin was injured and had been leading his team on missions day and night without rest,
Qu Guo'an really couldn't bear to make the newlywed groom continue to toil away at the regimental headquarters. In an act of mercy, he chased him out, under the pretense of: Giving you half a day off.
Tang Zelin chuckled, "Stingy, you only give me half a day off after such a struggle. Why don't you say you'll take a whole day and night off, and handle all the military affairs yourself?"
Qu Guo'an was puzzled, "You wouldn't get restless with that much time off?"
