PFC Chapter 188 Lu Jiangting: Yu Yao, I'm getting married.
Chapter 188 Lu Jiangting: Yu Yao, I'm getting married.
Oh, that's wonderful news!
It seems that Lu Jiangting made a choice for the sake of his future.
His superiors wouldn't allow him to be so fickle, especially since Fang Qing was a martyr's widow, and they encouraged her to remarry.
His fickle nature and bullying of a martyr's widow are unacceptable to the higher-ups.
Congratulations! When are you having the wedding banquet?
Lu Jiangting swayed slightly. "You're not sad at all, are you?"
Lin Yuyao found it amusing. "Why should I be sad? Have you forgotten that the day you gave my dowry to Fang Qing, my parents and I went to your house to break off the engagement? Everyone in the village can testify to that."
As Lu Jiangting listened to her words, his eyes grew even redder.
Yes, of course he hasn't forgotten.
But he thought it was just because she was angry and made a big fuss, hoping that he would compromise.
It turns out she wasn't just making a scene; she was serious about breaking up with him.
Unfortunately, he only realized the truth now.
"Yuyao, after I get married, I won't be able to see you as often."
Lin Yuyao: "..." What? You think we should see each other often?
"I still can't believe that our years-long relationship could end like this because of that money. I love you, and I've explained everything to you, but you still insist on breaking up. Tell me, did someone say something to you?"
Yes, after so many years of relationship, he doesn't believe it.
She wouldn't believe it if she hadn't experienced such a tragic life.
Seeing that he was about to have a big celebration, Lin Yuyao didn't hesitate to say a few more words to him.
"No, since you chose Fang Qing over me, I firmly believe that in any future decision you make, you will still take care of them first. I don't want to live a life where I'm the one being chosen. In my marriage, my partner must choose me unconditionally."
Even if he has his unavoidable difficulties, I still hope I'm his first choice, and his only choice. Call me selfish, call me petty, call me whatever you want, this is my view on marriage. You can't give me that, which is why I insist on separating from you.
Lu Jiangting understood and nodded sadly.
“You’re right. What you’re saying, I… I’m honest with myself, and I know it might be really hard to do. Because I really can’t ignore Jianjun’s child. Even if I can maintain a proper distance with Fang Qing, I can’t just abandon Chenchen. So… Yuyao, we’re going to miss out.”
Lin Yuyao was utterly speechless at his pitiful expression.
What? Does he think I'm still regretting missing out on him?
I couldn't be happier.
"You're going back to your hometown tomorrow, right?"
"Ah."
"I have to work overtime during the Chinese New Year this year. Could you please... let my parents know they are safe and sound?"
"Yes, you can." Of course you can.
This time when she went back, she not only wanted to let his parents know she was safe, but also to tell them and the whole village the good news that he was going to marry Fang Qing.
After saying that, Lin Yuyao closed the door, tidied up, and went to bed.
Lu Jiangting didn't leave; he decided to spend the night outside Lin Yuyao's door.
Therefore, he deliberately wore a thick military overcoat.
He wanted to accompany Yuyao one more time in his own way.
He wrapped himself in his coat, squatted down, closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.
While I was still in a daze, someone suddenly covered my mouth and lifted me up.
Lu Jiangting opened his eyes in alarm and looked at the two people on his left and right.
In no time at all, he was dragged into the house downstairs by Fu Huaiyi and Lin Ping.
The rope had already been prepared for him. The two of them worked together to tie him up, then stuffed a rag into his mouth and threw him onto the sofa.
Fu Huaiyi locked the door from the inside and took the key.
Lu Jiangting glared at them angrily, muttering incessantly.
Lin Ping rubbed his hands together, his knuckles cracking loudly.
"You bastard, how dare you bully my sister like this! I've wanted to beat you up for a long time."
Fu Huaiyi stopped him, "Go to sleep."
"Hey, I haven't hit him yet."
"You don't need to lift a finger, go to sleep."
Lin Ping pouted and went back to his room with a frustrated expression.
Fu Huaiyi pulled up a stool and sat opposite Lu Jiangting, patted his face, and said coldly, "Didn't I warn you not to harass her again? We've been brothers for years, and I didn't want to use any tricks on you, so why don't you learn your lesson?"
"Well, well..."
Lu Jiangting stared with bloodshot eyes, muttering incessantly.
Fu Huaiyi tore off the rag that was stuffing in his mouth.
Lu Jiangting spat out a mouthful of blood and began to curse at Fu Huaiyi.
"You despicable scoundrel! I treated you like a brother, and you bastards stole my wife away. Don't forget, you were the one who came to my house for my wedding with Yuyao. Humph, and now you've stolen my wife away."
"Who is your wife? Fang Qing? Don't worry, Fang Qing is perfectly safe. No one will try to kidnap her."
“You…” Lu Jiangting gritted his teeth and said, “Fine, fine, fine, I’m going to expose your evil deeds to the higher-ups. You’ll be punished.”
Fu Huaiyi sneered: "Fine, I'll wait. At worst, I'll quit the army, and my parents will be happy. But before I leave, I'll drag you down with me. If you quit, you'll be in big trouble and will have to go back to inherit your parents' little plot of land."
Lu Jiangting was furious and continued to hurl insults at him.
However, he couldn't utter a few curses because his mouth was gagged again.
Fu Huaiyi simply pulled out a rope and tied him to the sofa, leaving him there for the night.
He and Lin Ping slept on the bed in the inner room. The bed was big enough for two people to sleep in.
It's just a little uncomfortable, having smelled that kid's stinky feet all night.
I don't know what they were doing there, but their feet were really smelly. Even though they had washed their feet, they still stank.
……
The next day, they got up before dawn because Lin Yuyao and Lin Ping had to catch an early train.
They argued over who should wash up and who should go to the toilet.
Just as Fu Huaiyi was using the toilet, Lin Ping burst in, startling him so much that he almost splattered his shoes on the floor. He was so angry that he kept cursing Lin Ping as a pervert.
Lin Ping remained nonchalant, saying, "This toilet is quite big. You can pee your way, and I'll pee mine. I'm not stopping you."
Fu Huaiyi: "..."
"Senior Fu, haven't you ever played a game where you shoot the furthest? Tsk, you're so boring."
As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at him, leaving him speechless.
"Ahem, men shouldn't be too rough, or they might not find a wife later."
"Hehe, that won't work."
It's crowded to go to the toilet, and it's crowded to wash up.
Lu Jiangting was still moaning on the sofa.
Time was already tight, and he kept causing trouble, which made Lin Ping so angry that she threw the rag she used to wipe her feet last night in his face.
"Shut up, shut up. I'm so busy dealing with you.
Lu Jiangting finally stopped yelling, but the stench made him roll his eyes.
Fu Huaiyi came out of the house, looked at Lu Jiangting and said, "This is a society governed by law. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. Take another nap. I'll take them to the train station first, and I'll release you when I get back."