An Hao turned around abruptly and saw Guan Qing standing behind her, her eyes filled with anger.
Huo Ran stood beside her, his expression sowhat defeated.
Seeing An Hao turn her head, Guan Qing suppressed her anger and lifted her chin: "It really is a small world for enemies."
"You’re absolutely right. I clearly despise you, yet I see you again and again," An Hao said with a stern face, "Who knew you’d be so persistent!"
No matter what, Guan Qing was nearly a forty-year-old woman; being scolded by An Hao, she felt a surge of anger within her: "Young lady, don’t go too far. Zhiyuan has already left the military, keep your mouth in check! Otherwise, though Hen Zhiyuan might be easy to provoke, I, Guan Qing, am not!"
An Hao completely ignored her and looked sharply at Hen Zhiyuan: "You betrayed your beliefs! You don’t deserve to be a soldier! I look down on you! Even if you escape punishnt, you cannot escape the interrogation of your conscience! Let you carry this heavy cross and march on! I want to see how long you can last. You think hiding in this woman’s embrace ans everything is fine? Ridiculous! This woman is the one who nailed you to the pillar of sha!"
An Hao’s words were like a sharp dagger, instantly piercing Hen Zhiyuan’s heart.
He had once been proud to be a soldier! The last thing he wanted was to take off his uniform!
But now, not only had he taken off his uniform, but he had also stripped away all his pride as well as his dignity as a soldier.
Covering his painfully aching chest, he looked towards Qin Jian.
He regretted it now.
Even if he had to leave professionally, it shouldn’t have been in this manner.
"You are pitiful. I have nothing more to say to you." Qin Jian looked at him with disdain, turned around, and walked away briskly.
"You are rotten from head to toe. You are rotten to the core," Tian Niu also threw at him, catching up with Qin Jian’s steps and leaving.
Hen Zhiyuan painfully closed his eyes as tears seeped from beneath his lashes, slowly trickling down.
"Zhiyuan, don’t listen to their nonsense," Guan Qing reached out to wipe his tears, her fingers had not yet touched Hen Zhiyuan’s cheek when he pushed her hand away.
Guan Qing suddenly widened her eyes, unable to believe that Hen Zhiyuan had treated her this way.
"Zhiyuan, you..."
"Guan Qing, I need so ti alone," Hen Zhiyuan dropped these words and walked away briskly.
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It was late into the night.
Hen Zhiyuan did not return ho.
Guan Qing felt uneasy staying alone at ho, just then Wang Jiu called, inviting her for a drink.
Guan Qing grabbed her bag and left.
In the noisy dance hall, Guan Qing was distracted, slowly sipping a glass of red wine in her hand.
Wang Jiu leaned in and said to her: "Manager Guan, I know what’s troubling you. I have a suggestion, want to hear it?"
Guan Qing ca to her senses and looked at him: "You know already? Seems like the news has spread far."
"I have contacts in the military. You know that," Wang Jiu chuckled softly and said to Guan Qing, "You must really hate that woman now, right?"
"Of course." Her sharp mouth devastated Hen Zhiyuan, successfully sowed discord among them, "I find her irritating. But I can’t find a good way."
"I do! Manager Guan, there’s a business opportunity knocking, want to take it?"
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