Humph, his life was saved by her, and from now on, she would use this favor to her advantage, making him do her bidding.
Lying on the sofa, imagining herself ’tornting’ him in every way possible in the future, picturing him so angry that smoke seed to co out of his head, she couldn’t help but hug a pillow and giggle. Surprisingly, she was genuinely starting to look forward to it, wanting to go back soon!
At that mont, the war correspondent with intense passion on the news was excitedly reporting the latest updates from the frontline, saying that ever since the surprise attack, the Aus Army had been fuming, looking for a chance to seek revenge, and today, they were planning a large-scale counterattack on the rebels to give them a harsh lesson.
However, lately, the rebel forces seed to have gained considerable strength, which was concerning. Where were they getting their equipnt from? Why did their strength suddenly increase so much?
Everyone was speculating whether there was so powerful force supporting them behind the scenes.
Yiyi didn’t care at all. Biting on a biscuit, she stared at the screen, just wanting to see if there was any news about Ling Kong.
Ever since it was reported that he was safe and had been treated, there hadn’t been any other news. After all, international news generally broadcasts battle conditions, rarely focusing on individual news about foreign officers.
Not to ntion, he was recovering from his injuries recently, so there wasn’t really anything worth broadcasting about him.
Unexpectedly, today Yiyi was really lucky and happened to catch so news about him.
She imdiately perked up her ears, widened her eyes, and was extrely eager to hear it.
But then the host ntioned that Major Helian, a hero who returned from the battlefield against all odds, despite his injuries, continued to participate in the counterattacks, a truly inspiring act and a role model for people worldwide.
Yiyi was dumbfounded, unable to believe it, and then slamd the table in anger.
"Damn it, I went through hell to drag you out of a pile of bodies, even put myself at risk to send you back, and you, this man, didn’t obediently lie in bed to heal and gain so weight, but instead, you foolishly returned to the battlefield. Isn’t this courting death? Ah, my chest hurts..."
Why is he so disobedient?
His injuries aren’t healed yet; what if sothing goes wrong on the battlefield? Why does he insist on returning to battle?
It really makes her furious; does this guy want her lungs to explode?
She slamd her hand on the table, only to let out a cry from the pain, jumping up, her face turned pale, the wound on her arm hurting terribly.
"Miss Jun, are you okay? This is made of space tal, very sturdy; even if you break your hand, it won’t move an inch. But even if the major made you angry, don’t slam the table; you’ll hurt yourself. If you really can’t stand it, you can hit him instead!" Little Ya, the sneaky maid, kindly suggested.
Yiyi’s stomach ached more at the idea of hitting Fengye Wuyin, that terrifying person known for twisting people’s heads off. Wouldn’t it end with her being kicked away?
"Is that sothing a maid should say?"
"Hehe, hitting is affection, scolding is love. Our major has always been straightforward and rough, and being direct with him is the best way to handle him. Besides, won in the Fengye family hold quite a high status, and the n won’t hit back."
Yiyi was surprised. What kind of family is this? But it seems that girls in such a family fare well, receiving a lot of respect, unlike in other countries where won are heavily discriminated against.
But what does it matter to her? They misunderstood her relationship with Fengye Wuyin, and now that Fengye Wuyin has returned, he will explain everything clearly and unhesitatingly despise her right in front of his family.
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