Married to Officer, Pregnant Specialist becomes the Winner!-Chapter 24: If You Like Wen Zhiqing Too, I Can Help You

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Chapter 24: Chapter 24: If You Like Wen Zhiqing Too, I Can Help You

"Wah, wah, Mom, I feel so awful, truly awful."

After work today, she went to the department store and carefully picked out a gift, planning to let Li Shuyao arrange a chance for her to meet Li Tingxuan after the Spring Festival, and then she would give it to him and confess her feelings.

But upon returning home, she suddenly heard the news that Sheng Zexi had already married a woman from the countryside, leaving Li Shuyao without any opportunity, and she wouldn’t help her anymore.

Does this mean that she and Li Tingxuan have no chance anymore?

No one knows how Fang Manping feels.

It was as if she had been viciously stabbed, as if the beautiful dream she had been living shattered in an instant.

"It won’t happen, it won’t happen, Pingping, Mom will definitely help you."

"You crawled out of Mom’s belly, so Mom certainly hopes you can marry well."

"Mom understands you."

Fang Manping choked with emotion, unable to speak.

She knew her mom didn’t understand, didn’t understand how, after Li Tingxuan saved her, this man had taken root in her heart and allowed love to flourish.

Over the years, she had always been watching Li Tingxuan.

The seed that sprouted had long since grown into a towering tree. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

If someone tries to uproot this tree, how could that be possible.

Under the comfort of Fang Wanrong, Fang Manping gradually calmed down.

The next day, after arriving at the art troupe, Fang Manping saw Li Shuyao rehearsing a dance on stage.

She knew Li Shuyao was practicing so diligently because this dance was Li Shuyao’s solo, and she would soon perform it at the Northwest Military Region’s New Year’s Eve gala.

Li Shuyao wanted to rehearse well, hoping to amaze Sheng Zexi then.

Watching Li Shuyao, looking like a proud swan, displaying such confidence and flair on stage, Fang Manping felt very envious.

Many times, she felt like an ugly duckling, even if she liked someone deeply, she could only hide her feelings in her heart, carefully, not daring to express them openly.

"Shuyao, I have something to tell you about my brother." Fang Manping spoke as Li Shuyao finished a dance routine.

Upon hearing it related to Sheng Zexi, Li Shuyao immediately came over, eyes filled with anticipation, "What is it, tell me quickly, is Brother Sheng on leave and coming back?"

"No, Shuyao, I just learned from my uncle yesterday, brother, he... got married!"

After Fang Manping finished speaking, Li Shuyao’s charming face sank, as if it were clouded over.

"Are you serious? He really married a woman from the countryside?"

"Yes."

"Alright, I understand."

Fang Manping felt that Li Shuyao’s expression seemed a bit off at this moment, so she couldn’t help but ask, "Shuyao, are you still going to the Northwest Military Region?"

Li Shuyao laughed, but her smile was somewhat chilling, "Of course, I’m going."

She wanted to go to the Northwest Military Region to see what kind of seductress had lured Sheng Zexi into marrying her.

Sheng Zexi could only belong to her, and if any other woman dared to covet him even a little, she would tear them apart, even if they were married.

At this moment, far away in Huaihua Village, Gu Jia Ning, standing in front of a house, suddenly shivered.

She couldn’t help but wrap her cotton coat tighter around her, muttering to herself: Over in the Northwest Military Region, it’s snowing by now, it must be much colder than here, and given her own aversion to cold due to her naturally chilly disposition, she wondered if she should prepare some extra thick clothes.

Just then, the door creaked open, abruptly interrupting her thoughts.

Before her stood a young girl in a gray cotton jacket.

Compared to the slenderness of girls in this era, the girl in front of her had a physique even sturdier than a man’s, and even under the jacket and cotton pants, muscles seemed to bulge beneath the fabric.

Her skin was a deep wheat color, and in contrast to the delicacy of other girls, her features were relatively rough.

She had short hair, only slightly longer than a man’s crop cut.

Bao Shanyan, who had fled with her mother, Bao Yingzi, from elsewhere during the sixties, had been settled in Huaihua Village for over a decade now.

The little child Bao Shanyan once was had now grown into a 21-year-old woman.

Through the door, Gu Jia Ning could vaguely see a similarly robust figure busy at the stove inside.

She knew it must be Bao Shanyan’s mother.

Because the Bao family consisted of just the mother and daughter.

Back when Bao Shanyan followed her mother to Huaihua Village, she was a skinny little thing.

To have grown so big, it’s said that it’s due to the Bao family’s hunting genes.

The Bao family, as the stories went, mainly produced female hunters.

And when Bao Shanyan grew up, Bao Yingzi passed on her hunting skills to her.

So, whenever Huaihua Village organized a wild boar hunt, Bao Shanyan always led the charge, her hunting skills being more formidable than the men in the village.

Even during regular farming work, she and her mother always completed their tasks fully.

Perhaps because Bao Shanyan’s appearance was too rough and her build too robust, lacking femininity, or perhaps due to the Bao family’s demand for a man to marry into the family, Bao Shanyan, despite announcing intentions to marry a few years back, still hasn’t married.

At 21, she was considered quite old for a village girl of this era.

But Gu Jia Ning knew Bao Shanyan was not simple, or rather, she hid her true self well, not just what one saw on the surface.

Almost as soon as the door opened, Gu Jia Ning felt as if she were prey, locked onto by Bao Shanyan.

A sharp, jealous gleam flashed in Bao Shanyan’s eyes, but she quickly asked in confusion, "Gu Jia Ning, are you here to see me?"

It was understandable for Bao Shanyan to be puzzled, as in the past decade or so, even though they lived in the same village, the two had never really interacted or spoken alone.

Knowing Bao Shanyan’s background all too well, to be honest, Gu Jia Ning felt a bit afraid, but she quickly adjusted her emotions, steadying herself.

She got straight to the point, "Yes, Bao Shanyan, you like Wen Zhqing, don’t you? Don’t deny it, I know you like him, I’ve seen you watching secretly several times when I talk to Wen Zhqing."

Almost as soon as these words were spoken, Bao Shanyan’s face tightened, her eyes narrowing sharply.

Gu Jia Ning’s heart skipped a beat, but she continued, "So, do you want to be with Wen Zhqing?"

Bao Shanyan pressed her lips tight, frowning, "What do you mean?"

Gu Jia Ning began to coax, "I suppose you’ve heard about my engagement with a military officer recently. To be honest, I did like Wen Zhiqing before, but now I’ve met someone more suitable for me. I’m afraid my fiancé will be jealous if he finds out I used to like Wen Zhiqing, so I think if Wen Zhiqing gets married, I wouldn’t need to worry."

"I know the female students at the Zhiqing point all like Wen Zhiqing, but I think Wen Zhiqing is rather good. Instead of letting those female Zhiqings have him, it’s better to keep it in the family."

"So, if you also like Wen Zhiqing, I can help you."