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Unable to sleep no matter how hard she tried, Yu Suihuan made her way to the small courtyard in the teleportation town.
"Wang Zhaoran, are you asleep?"
Wang Zhaoran was reading inside when he heard Yu Suihuan's voice and hurried to open the door.
"Yu Suihuan, it's so late. What brings you here?"
"I'm feeling restless and can't sleep! Come on, if there's something you don't understand, let me explain!"
"What happened? Tell me about it!"
Wang Zhaoran prepared a cup of strong Malt Milk for her and handed it over.
"It's nothing much, just feeling annoyed! Don't ask, let's get started!"
She didn't want to talk; the more she spoke, the more frustrated she became. It was better to do something to distract herself.
The two of them studied until dawn. Eventually, Yu Suihuan could no longer hold on and fell asleep with her head resting on the table.
Wang Zhaoran pulled the curtains for her, helped her lie down, and covered her with a blanket before quietly stepping out to buy breakfast.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Qinghe had been in the military for several months. Having been to the countryside, fought wild beasts, and drunk Spirit Spring Water, he stood out among the new recruits in terms of both physical fitness and agility.
Before long, he was promoted beyond the usual standards and assigned to carry out some critical missions.
There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart; Yang Qinghe rejected all matchmaking introductions from his family and devoted himself entirely to the military.
Now, aside from achieving success in his career, he had no other aspirations.
"Yang Qinghe!"
Just after finishing training and heading back to the dormitory, Yang Qinghe was stopped by a spirited young woman.
He glanced at her but said nothing and showed no expression.
"Hey, Yang Qinghe, why are you ignoring me?"
The girl quickly closed the distance between them, blocking his path.
The newcomer was none other than Xue Lan, the daughter of the war zone commander and someone who attracted attention from various high-ranking officials within the military.
"Why aren't you talking to me?"
Xue Lan had an attractive face and a tall posture, but her tone carried an air of questioning.
"Why should I care about you?"
Xue Lan had grown up with everyone around her treating her like a precious gem, but there was one person who dared to speak to her like this—Yang Qinghe.
"Do you have anything else to say? Get out of my way!"
After Yang Qinghe finished speaking, he turned slightly and walked ahead, leaving Xue Lan fuming in place, stamping her foot in frustration.
Some people were just like that; the more unattainable they seemed, the more one wanted them—just like Xue Lan.
To her, Yang Qinghe was different from anyone else. Not only did he come from a good family, but he also worked hard, which made him even more attractive to Xue Lan.
Hmph, what’s so great about him? Just wait; I’ll make you fall for me sooner or later!
The more indifferent Yang Qinghe acted, the more Xue Lan felt defiant and the more she wanted to cling to him.
Oh, so our Miss Xue has moments of defeat too? If you ask me, that Yang Qinghe is just clueless; how could he not appreciate being admired by such a beautiful woman? What a fool!
The person approaching was Yang Qinghe's company commander, Ma Dehua. To be honest, he had never liked Yang Qinghe.
How long had this rookie even been here? Sure, he excelled in every aspect compared to others, but why should he be promoted to deputy company commander after just a few months?
Ma Dehua himself had served for several years and was still just a company commander; he couldn’t accept it.
"Mind your own business! Get lost!"
Xue Lan shot Ma Dehua a disdainful glance. She had no fondness for this man and always felt he was too slick with his words. Moreover, Yang Qinghe was the man she had set her sights on; if she deemed it acceptable, no one else had the right to interfere!
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