An Ran did not go for snacks and fruits. She sat on the bed in the bedroom, observing this small room.
Although it was a double bed, this bed was different from the one in Longteng Xinyuan, and even more different from the one in the Mu family house in the Imperial City.
This bed should be the standard bed provided by the Guard Team, smaller than any ho bed, a standard 1.5-ter double bed, still a hardboard bed. Even though it had two layers of mattresses, it still felt harder than a regular ho bed.
The bed was covered with army green sheets, and the quilt was folded neatly, also army green.
Every piece of furniture here was extrely ordinary, even simple.
Such furniture was inferior even to that of the An family, let alone the Mu family in the Imperial City.
Here, Mu Xingfeng completely did not show that he ca from a powerful background, had a highly respected grandfather, a high-ranking father, and his business empire.
What she saw was only his hard training, his several near-death experiences, the peace of the people earned by his blood and sweat, and the honors in the study showcase.
She knew that her man had many more things to be proud of.
In the building across the street, Li Dajun ca back ho after his shift. As soon as he entered, he saw his wife, Sun Lifang, looking at the building across the street from the balcony.
"What are you looking at? What are we having for dinner?" Li Dajun casually asked as he walked toward the kitchen, only to find the kitchen cold and unused.
"Lifang, why didn’t you cook dinner?" Li Dajun ca out of the kitchen, glanced at the dining table, and saw that his wife hadn’t brought food back from the cafeteria either. She was still looking at sothing from the balcony.
After asking a few questions without a response, Li Dajun simply walked to the balcony and took a look at the building floor his wife was staring at, but he didn’t see anything peculiar.
"Lifang, I’m asking you, why aren’t you answering? What are you looking at so intently?"
Sun Lifang finally turned her head, speaking mysteriously, "Today, Captain Mu brought a girl ho. That girl looks really young. I thought she was his sister. But when I kindly talked to him, he said it was his wife. When did Captain Mu get married?"
"What business is it of yours whom Captain Mu brings ho? Captain Mu is in his late twenties, it’s normal to bring a wife ho." Li Dajun said impatiently, "Hurry up and make dinner, don’t worry about other people’s business all the ti."
After saying that, he sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.
"Dajun, are you made of wood?" Sun Lifang sat beside him, grabbed the remote from his hand, and turned off the TV. "Captain Mu is now at the sa level as you, but his military rank is two levels higher. How can you have no sense of crisis?"
Li Dajun casually took back the remote, glancing at his wife, "Captain Mu is the youngest captain in the team, his abilities are evident. What sense of crisis should I have? Would having that sense be of any use?"
"That’s why the opportunity is here," Sun Lifang said in exasperation, "Captain Mu is excellent in every aspect, but his personal issues might not be so. Isn’t conduct always a major focus in politics?"
"What are you trying to say?" Li Dajun frowned in displeasure as he listened to his wife talk more and more outrageously.
Sun Lifang didn’t notice her husband’s displeasure at all, thinking he was just too dense, and continued, "You know, last sumr, during the military training for Nan University students, wasn’t Captain Mu an instructor? At that ti, I found it strange. Why would a captain, on vacation, insist on being an instructor? Later, I found out it was because he fancied those young and beautiful university students..."
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