Gu Zhenyang escorted the Su family to the train station.
They had come with large bundles when they arrived—most of them were gifts for Su Yiyi—but when leaving, they had far fewer things with them.
They didn’t pick and choose much either, nor were they willing to use their daughter’s grain to prepare food for the train. They simply bought some coarse steamed buns on the train and made do. It was only a two-day journey anyway.
After seeing the Su family off, Gu Zhenyang still returned to the compound.
Since Su Yiyi had woken up, the two of them hadn’t been alone together yet. He felt there were some things that needed to be made clear.
When Su Yiyi saw him appear in the courtyard, she was a little surprised. The house had already been cleaned up by the Su family. She had nothing to do at the moment and was sitting on the kang reading one of the original owner’s books—though in reality, she was thinking about how to take things out from her storage space.
Not using it was impossible. She had an entire port of supplies—she wasn’t the type to just sit on a treasure mountain and do nothing.
Seeing Gu Zhenyang return made her feel a little awkward, but she still stood up and walked out, looking at him with questioning eyes.
Gu Zhenyang sat on the other side of the kang table in the main room. Although he didn’t like this woman, she had just recovered from a serious illness, so he tried to keep his tone from sounding too cold.
“How are you feeling? Better now?”
Su Yiyi didn’t expect him to start by asking about her condition. She was slightly surprised, but nodded honestly.
“Much better.”
Gu Zhenyang clenched his fist and lightly coughed into it.
“Ahem… I have something I want to make clear with you.”
Su Yiyi nodded. She had already guessed what he was going to say, so she wasn’t surprised.
“Go ahead.”
Seeing how cooperative she suddenly was, Gu Zhenyang was momentarily stunned. He had already prepared himself—if she behaved like before, refusing to listen and twisting the conversation or refusing divorce, he would have to deal with it carefully.
After all, he had already heard some news from his hometown. That person she liked seemed to be in a relationship now. If Su Yiyi clung to him shamelessly and refused to divorce, it would be troublesome. Even if she divorced and went back, that man probably wouldn’t accept her anymore. Staying with him at least guaranteed food and shelter.
“We should get a divorce.”
But Su Yiyi listened calmly and said:
“Alright.”
There wasn’t the slightest surprise in her tone.
Gu Zhenyang had been relieved for half a second—but then froze.
“…What did you say?”
Su Yiyi looked at him in confusion.
“Didn’t you say you wanted a divorce? I agreed. Once I recover, I’ll submit the divorce report.”
A military marriage couldn’t be ended by one person alone. Both sides had to submit a formal divorce report.
Military marriage was very serious—getting married required approval, and getting divorced required the same process.
Gu Zhenyang pressed his lips together. He should have felt happy, but instead, something felt off.
Why was this woman suddenly so easy to talk to? Was she planning something again?
“Old Gu, are you home?”
A man’s voice came from outside the courtyard.
Su Yiyi recognized it—it was He Kun, Gu Zhenyang’s good friend and deputy battalion commander.
Gu Zhenyang glanced at her, then stood up and walked outside.
“What is it?”
He Kun raised his eyebrows with a teasing expression.
“Isn’t it because of what happened yesterday with your mother-in-law? The political commissar asked me to call you over. Tsk… you’re more wronged than Dou E herself.”
He Kun didn’t lower his voice at all. He was genuinely upset for his friend.
Gu Zhenyang was only 24—young, promising, respected by many. Everyone had been happy for him when he got married, but who would’ve thought he’d end up with someone like this?
As soldiers, they fought on the front lines and only hoped for a warm home. But Su Yiyi clearly wasn’t that kind of person.
Worse, her family was unreasonable too—storming in and pointing fingers at Gu Zhenyang.
But everyone had seen how he treated her. It wasn’t like he had done anything wrong.
Inside the courtyard, Su Yiyi naturally heard everything.
She felt helpless.
The original owner’s reputation in the military compound was indeed terrible—actually, “no reputation” was more accurate.
But there was nothing she could do about it right now. She couldn’t change everyone’s opinion overnight—only slowly.
Some people admired Gu Zhenyang, and naturally others wished to see him fail.
Yesterday’s incident reaching the political commissar was expected.
Gu Zhenyang nodded, went back inside to put on his coat, and left with He Kun.
Watching them go, Su Yiyi walked to the courtyard gate and was about to close it when she met a probing gaze.
It was a woman from the opposite courtyard.
After searching the original owner’s memories, Su Yiyi recalled her—Liu Lijuan, wife of Deputy Battalion Commander Wei from the Third Battalion.
This woman had always been at odds with the original owner.
Since Gu Zhenyang’s rank was one level higher than Wei Jianguo’s, Liu Lijuan always tried to suppress Su Yiyi in every way. And the original owner wasn’t someone who tolerated being bullied. Every time they met, it ended in chaos.
Liu Lijuan hadn’t expected Su Yiyi to come out, but she didn’t feel awkward at all—instead, she looked at her like she was watching a show.
Su Yiyi felt speechless.
That smug, gloating expression—she didn’t even know what she was so proud of.
Honestly speaking, even if something happened to Gu Zhenyang, he was still a battalion commander of the Second Battalion. Even if he really got demoted, it wouldn’t be Wei Jianguo’s turn.
The original owner might have been troublesome and hard to get along with, but she wasn’t someone who went around provoking others for no reason.
In fact, all her conflicts with Liu Lijuan had been initiated by the other woman.
And speaking of it… the original owner’s behavior becoming so difficult to deal with had a lot to do with Liu Lijuan as well.