In the afternoon, the train crossed most of the country and finally arrived at the southwestern terminal station.
Unlike the other passengers loaded down with bags and bundles, Jiang Tang carried only a small cloth bundle and her two children.
Chaochao and Yueyue had been sitting on the train for so long that their bottoms were sore. The moment they heard they could get off, the two little ones hurried to stand by the door with Jiang Tang, eager to disembark.
Jiang Tang reminded them once more, “Chaochao, Yueyue, you must hold tightly onto Mama’s hand. The platform is extremely crowded. No matter what happens, don’t let go.”
“Mama, don’t worry. We won’t let go of your hand.”
It had been so hard to finally hold it~
Before long, the mother and her two children walked onto the bustling platform.
Jiang Tang’s final destination was Unit 765 of the Southwest Military Region. She had no idea exactly where the unit was located, so she would definitely need to take a vehicle afterward.
She had already thought through her strategy: after getting off the train, she would find a railway police officer on the platform, take out her letter of introduction, ID card, and especially her marriage certificate, and ask the officer to help contact the unit so they could send a car to pick her up.
Jiang Tang headed toward the railway police office but unexpectedly spotted several men in military uniforms on the platform.
One of them had graying hair and exuded the bearing of a senior leader—likely some kind of military chief.
Beside him stood a few young soldiers, presumably orderlies or guards, looking sharp and handsome in their crisp uniforms.
No need to make a phone call then—she could just ask someone directly.
Holding her two children’s hands, Jiang Tang walked over to one of the young guards.
“Comrade, hello…”
At the same time.
Not far away, Fu Sinian and Liang Kailai strode down from their carriage.
Liang Kailai was still chattering away, “Regimental Commander Fu, don’t worry too much. Sister-in-law is blessed with good fortune—she’ll definitely be fine. Call over later, and maybe you’ll find her. And those police over there are also helping to search…”
Fu Sinian spotted Chief He on the platform at a glance and gave Liang Kailai a look that silenced him. The two straightened their appearance before quickly walking toward Chief He.
As soon as they approached, they snapped into crisp military salutes.
“Chief He, Fu Sinian, Commander of the Third Regiment, mission accomplished as ordered, reporting in!”
“Chief He, Liang Kailai, Commander of the Fifth Company, mission accomplished as ordered, reporting in!”
Amid the resounding reports, a soft, sweet voice was also speaking.
“Comrade, hello. This is my letter of introduction and identification. I’ve come to join my husband at the military unit. I’m looking for Fu Sinian.”
Fu Sinian?!
The same name was spoken by two different people at the same moment.
The two people standing on this platform, one on the left and one on the right, heard a voice that didn’t belong to them and turned to look at each other.
Jiang Tang then saw Fu Sinian—the stranger she had nearly kissed on the train.
Jiang Tang’s heart jolted: This handsome soldier with the rock-hard chest is Fu Sinian, her… husband?!
Fu Sinian turned his head and saw Jiang Tang too.
Unlike the radiant, well-dressed Jiang Tang he had seen a few days ago, this Jiang Tang was dirty and pitiful, dressed in tattered clothes, holding the hands of two poor little children—the very picture of a miserable widow with orphans.
Hadn’t she run off with some other man? Why was she here? And claiming she’d brought the children to join him at the unit?!
Fu Sinian not only saw Jiang Tang but also the child in her hands—the clever little boy who had called him “Uncle” earlier. Could he really be his son?!
At this moment, on this platform, it wasn’t just Jiang Tang and Fu Sinian who were stunned and bewildered.
Everyone was looking at each other in confusion.
Liang Kailai stared at Jiang Tang in disbelief. Damn, so this was the woman who’d cuckolded Fu Sinian?
No, no… She’d brought the kids to join him at the unit—she hadn’t run off with another man. There was no cuckolding at all.
Damn! Sister-in-law was actually this beautiful? No wonder Fu Sinian had hidden her away for five years without letting anyone see her.
Damn! This little boy really was the Regimental Commander’s son. No wonder they looked so alike!
Damn! Had his mouth been blessed or something? He’d actually been right—Sister-in-law really did come with the kids to join him!
The guard Jiang Tang had approached looked utterly bewildered. He glanced at Jiang Tang, then at Fu Sinian. Why did the Regimental Commander and his wife look like they didn’t know each other?
Even though they were in a noisy train station, a deathly silence hung around the group.
As if this scene weren’t ridiculous enough, Song Yuanyang, who had gotten off the train, also walked over and appeared behind Jiang Tang.
On the train, it had been Song Yuanyang who led the little boy away, and Fu Sinian had assumed Song Yuanyang was the boy’s father, which was why he’d dropped the matter.
Fu Sinian frowned deeply: Who was this other man?
Liang Kailai, seeing the same scene: Damn! Had Sister-in-law brought another man along when she came to join the unit?!
The atmosphere suddenly became tense and oppressive, turning into a veritable battlefield.
Song Yuanyang had no idea why so many pairs of eyes were fixed on him—especially one man whose gaze was particularly fierce. Was he really so unwelcome as a research expert sent to support the troops?
In the end, it was Chief He, weathered by years of experience and the least informed about the truth, who broke the silence first.
Chief He looked at Fu Sinian and asked, “Fu Sinian, is this your wife?”
Jiang Tang stared blankly at Fu Sinian, watching the handsome man nod.
He said in a low voice, “Yes, she is Jiang Tang, my wife of five years.”
Jiang Tang’s first reaction upon hearing Fu Sinian’s words was to quickly retrieve their marriage certificate, which bore Fu Sinian’s photo.
This whole situation, admittedly, was the fault of the original owner of this body.
The original owner had despised Fu Sinian so thoroughly—they had married in haste after only a few meetings, and their marital life had been less than harmonious—that she harbored deep loathing for him, refusing to even look at him directly or remember what he looked like.
As a result, in the original owner’s memory, there was no image of Fu Sinian’s face at all, only the vague silhouette of a tall, dark figure.
When Jiang Tang hastily opened the marriage certificate and glanced at it, her hand trembled so much she nearly dropped it.
Because Fu Sinian’s photo on the certificate had been completely blacked out with a black pen, ruining such a handsome face!
If anyone saw that, she’d never be able to explain herself.
Feigning composure, Jiang Tang closed the certificate again and turned her gaze to Fu Sinian, her mind flooded with the events that had transpired between them a few days ago.
She couldn’t recognize Fu Sinian, but surely Fu Sinian could recognize her?
Why, if he recognized her, hadn’t he acknowledged her?
Since they were husband and wife, why bother feeding her an antidote? What a waste—he could have just directly…
Fu Sinian had no idea of the amorous thoughts running through Jiang Tang’s mind. He only noticed that her face had suddenly begun to flush, her eyes were exceptionally bright and radiant, and her gaze was fixed solely on him—just like a few days ago when she had clung to him, wanting to be close.
“Ahem.” Fu Sinian stepped closer to Jiang Tang, clearing his throat in a low voice. “Wife, no need to trouble Xiao Li. Come with me, ride in my car, and we’ll head back to the base together.”
“Okay.” Jiang Tang snapped back to her senses slightly and nodded dazedly.
Fu Sinian bent down to scoop up little Yueyue, then wrapped his arm around Jiang Tang’s waist, leading her away from the crowd with a confident stride.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Song Yuanyang and saw him walking toward Chief He—so it seemed he wasn’t with Jiang Tang.
Fu Sinian had his answer, yet for some reason, a pang of bitterness still rose in his chest.