Reborn as a Tough Army Wife

Fang Pingying had long guessed this would happen, she sighed.

Re-living her life again, she had always been worried that Xu He and Luo Zhiyong would get involved with each other once more. She really didn't expect Xu He to hook up with Luo Zhiming.

In fact, she was still somewhat uncertain, based on her understanding of Xu He, Xu He wouldn't likely fancy Luo Zhiming. Yet, Luo Zhiming's reaction was so suspicious that one couldn't help but wonder if he was eager to divorce Fang Xiu because he had set his sights on someone else.

Fang Pingying knew Luo Zhiming to some extent. If he didn't have someone else, even if he knew that Fang Xiu was fooling around with another man, he would not have been so resolute about getting a divorce.

Thus, upon hearing Luo Zhiyong say the same, Fang Pingying curled her lips and said, "If that's really the case, you should have a word with Zhiming. Whoever marries Xu He is asking for trouble, and who knows, Zhiming might end up wearing green hats from head to toe."

"Although Fang Xiu was a bit clueless, at least at the beginning, she was genuinely devoted to Zhiming. It was only because they both made mistakes later that things turned out this way. But Xu He never really had any respect for Luo Zhiming in her heart. Let's not even talk about whether she has anything to do with Zhiming or not, even if she does marry him, it's definitely not because she likes him. Who knows, she might have other motives."

While Fang Pingying spoke, her gaze swept over Luo Zhiyong, implying that perhaps Xu He's real intentions were not as simple as they seemed.

Luo Zhiyong understood what she meant and laughed as he pinched Fang Pingying's chin, feigning annoyance, "What does that look mean?"

Fang Pingying reminded him, "Xu He's affection for you is no less than Bai Jing's."

When Bai Jing was mentioned, Luo Zhiyong fell silent.

After a moment of silence, he nodded to Fang Pingying and said, "I got it. I will talk to my dad about these things when the time comes. Right now, only he's someone who can listen to reason and be persuaded in the family."

Fang Pingying nodded and said with a smirk, "Anyway, I'm just telling you the truth. If Zhiming really divorces Fang Xiu and marries Xu He, I won't ever go back to the Luo Family again. If you're willing to be harassed by others, you can go back by yourself."

Luo Zhiyong let out a helpless smile and pulled her into his embrace, "How come you're suddenly talking as if a storm has come? Just saying whatever comes to your mind, you've thought too much."

"Anyway, just remember what I said," Fang Pingying leaned in his arms, cutting off the conversation.

"Remembered," Luo Zhiyong chuckled, and recalling the women at home earlier, he looked down at Fang Pingying in his arms, "I went to the hospital just now, did my mom say anything?"

Fang Pingying thought for a bit and felt that Zhou Yunmei's visit this time was rather peaceful, the reason being obvious–the credit went to the twins in her belly.

She rubbed her stomach and winked at Luo Zhiyong, "I guess she probably won't make a fuss this time, out of consideration for these two little ones."

"Who cares what she considers, as long as she doesn't kick up a fuss it's fine. Once Luo Zhiming is discharged, we'll have them take Zhiming back," Luo Zhiyong said with a sigh of relief and gently stroked her stomach, smiling, "But now that my dad is here, I suppose my mom will behave a little better. Although Dad usually isn't much of a talker, he's the one who can keep my mom in line during critical moments."

"I believe that," Fang Pingying said with a smile. If Dashan really got serious, he would indeed be able to calm Zhou Yunmei down.

Luo Zhiyong chuckled softly, raising an eyebrow at her, "And is there anything I say that you could doubt?"

Fang Pingying looked up at him and lightly huffed.

Perhaps it was because the couple hadn't been together for a long time, but to Luo Zhiyong, Fang Pingying's light huff sounded like the gentle moans she would make during their intimate moments, and his body suddenly tensed up, feeling a bit thirsty and restless.

He looked down at Fang Pingying, his eyes ablaze with tiny flames.

Fang Pingying saw him fall silent, so she looked up at him, and just as she did so, her lips brushed against his.

This gentle touch ignited even more desire in Luo Zhiyong below, and he softly pinched Fang Pingying's chin, his kisses storming down upon her, sweeping past her chin.

At the same time, his hands were not idle, roaming all over Fang Pingying's body.

Just as he reached to explore inside her clothes, Fang Pingying suddenly came to her senses and grabbed his hand, giving it a smack.

Luo Zhiyong awoke from his daze, releasing Fang Pingying's lips, and looked at her with raised eyebrows, because the doctor had said that it was okay for a pregnant woman to have normal sexual relations with her husband as long as her stomach wasn't pressured.

Fang Pingying pointed towards the next room and whispered, "Do you want your mom to come knocking on the door again or what?"

Luo Zhiyong appeared unconcerned and whispered back, "This house is not like the old one back home, we can be gentle, she won't hear anything."

After saying that, Luo Zhiyong's lips moved in to kiss her again.

Fang Pingying covered his mouth to stop him, "I'm not doing it while your mom is here, no way."

Luo Zhiyong made a disappointed face, but he didn't force her. He just hugged Fang Pingying tightly and said with a smile, "Alright, if you don't want to, then we won't. As soon as my mom leaves, we'll..."

Fang Pingying slapped him lightly and interrupted, "Are you going back to the army tomorrow?"

"Day after tomorrow. I'll take care of things tomorrow," said Luo Zhiyong. "Tonight, my dad will be at the hospital with Zhiming, and I presume my mom will probably go there during the day, too. You just need to take care of their meals, have Hong Lan deliver them on time and don't bother about anything else."

"Okay then, let it be so."

The next day before dawn, Luo Zhiyong got up early to go to the train station to buy a ticket for Fang Xiu. Fang Pingying was woken up by the noise and couldn't fall back asleep, so she got up too.

Fang Xiu, on the other hand, was sound asleep in the living room, unfazed by all that had happened, not stirring a muscle.

However, Zhou Yunmei from the next bedroom, being advanced in age and not sleeping as much as the young, woke up as soon as she heard movements outside.

Yawning, she asked with slight irritation, "Why are you all up so early? After causing a ruckus so late last night, why not sleep in a bit more?"

Luo Zhiyong was in the bathroom washing his face and responded to her casually, "Mom, Fang Xiu is going back today. I'm buying her a train ticket at the station. If you're still sleepy, go back to bed and rest a while longer; there's no need to get up so early."

"It's that shameless woman again." As soon as Zhou Yunmei heard it was about Fang Xiu, her expression darkened. Right then, as she came out of the bedroom, standing not far from the couch where Fang Xiu was sleeping, she irritably kicked the couch, "You still have the nerve to let others buy you a ticket. Go back yourself."

Fang Xiu, who was soundly asleep, was rudely awakened by Zhou Yunmei, extremely annoyed.

And since she was already planning to divorce Luo Zhiming, she couldn't bother to be polite to Zhou Yunmei anymore. She sat up with a turn and pointed at Zhou Yunmei, cursing, "You old hag, I've tolerated you for far too long."

"You..." Zhou Yunmei raised her hand to slap Fang Xiu.

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