Stars In His Eyes

Chapter 77 - 77 77 Luxury Gifts 7_1

?77: Chapter 77 Luxury Gifts 7_1 77: Chapter 77 Luxury Gifts 7_1 “What happened later?” He Zhilan took the initiative to ask.

“I was at an aggressive age then.

Regardless of Gu En only being ten, I pushed her, and we started fighting.

She was younger and a girl, so of course she couldn’t beat me.

After I gave her a beating, I left.

But I didn’t expect that Gu En would go back and tell people that she saw me kill a cat and that I had beaten her for it!

Later, many people came to question me.

I said it was Gu En who killed the cat, but nobody believed me.

Gu En kept sobbing, saying that I was spouting nonsense.

Then, I got into a fight with a group of people.

That’s how our feud started.”
Lin Chan’s face twisted in disdain whenever he brought up Gu En.

“Over the years, Gu En keeps up this innocent and romantic front.

I want to vomit every time I see her act.

This woman, Gu En, was already so ruthless and crafty at the age of ten.

Now that she is eighteen, I can’t imagine how much worse she has become.

Wicked women are already scary, but it’s even worse when one has a screw loose in the head.

There’s no harm in telling you to stay away from her.

Otherwise, you might end up worse off than I was back then!”
He Zhilan’s emotions were stirred.

She was taken aback.

In her impression, Gu En was the pampered daughter of a wealthy and powerful family, arrogant and blunt, speaking without considering others’ feelings.

But these words came from Lin Chan.

For some reason, He Zhilan believed he would not lie to her or exaggerate to discredit Gu En.

Everything he said was truthful.

Neither of them spoke afterwards as they seemed to be deep in thought, especially He Zhilan who was still creeped out thinking about what Gu En had done at the age of ten.

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Field troops spend their free time training if they’re not on a mission.

The monotonous routine breeds gossip amongst them.

They all knew that He Teng had recently taken a break to go home and get married.

They also knew that his younger sister was his child bride.

They were also very aware of her personality.

Therefore, when He Teng returned from his leave, nobody asked about his marriage.

His close buddies had the decency not to bring it up, while those less familiar knew better than to ask, fearing he might not talk about it.

In the office of the political commissar, He Teng stood with his back straight, holding a letter He Zhilan had written to him, his gaze focused on the commissar’s shoulders.

“You’ve been back from leave for a while now, and I haven’t had the chance to sit down with you.

I noticed your letter while I was picking up my post and thought I’d bring it back for you, and we could chat.” The old Political Commissar pointed to a chair beside He Teng, indicating that he should sit down for the talk.

He Teng shook his head and refused to sit, “Political Commissar Chen, you can just say what you have to say.”
Chen Zheng, the political commissar, glared at He Teng impatiently, “When I tell you to sit, you sit.

What, is this chair studded with nails or something?

Even if it is, if I tell you to sit, you sit!”
Seeing He Teng quickly sit down, Chen Zheng murmured under his breath, “Stubborn ox.” Only after he had said this did he seem to feel better.