A sweet, well-behaved, pretty cultural troupe girl vs. a hormone-overflowing, abstinent military officer
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Meng Yingying was born into a family of artists. She was naturally blessed with a good voice and a good figure, and she was the pillar of the cultural troupe.
When she opened her eyes, she transmigrated to the 1970s and became the only daughter of a pig butcher. She was vain and vulgar, broad-backed and thick-waisted, and also the male lead’s detested childhood betrothal partner, who would ultimately die.
But the pig butcher father was critically ill, and seeing that his only daughter was about to be swallowed up by relatives taking advantage of her, he entrusted his daughter to the childhood betrothal partner who had been decided since early on.
Meng Yingying: “……”
Running thousands of miles to chase a husband was unnecessary, but she could run thousands of miles to chase the cultural troupe!
Qi Changming received a telegram saying that the pig butcher’s daughter was coming to the stationed unit to look for him to fulfill the marriage agreement.
He was so frightened that he applied overnight for demobilization and transfer to work at the Civil Affairs Office, just to escape Meng Yingying.
Before leaving, he worried that Meng Yingying would cause a scene at the stationed unit, so he deliberately entrusted Meng Yingying to his cold, stern, and severe superior: Qi Donghan.
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Qi Donghan was handsome and outstanding, with distinguished military merits. He was the youngest regiment commander in the stationed unit. Many people hoped to take down this high, aloof flower on the mountain peak, but all returned in defeat.
Seeing that a subordinate would rather transfer jobs than escape a marriage, he could only replace his subordinate to go see the black and fat fiancée.
Only, when he saw the obedient, fair-skinned Meng Yingying with her graceful figure.
Qi Donghan’s gaze was shocked yet restrained.
No one knew that Qi Donghan loved three things the most: snow-white skin, a slim waist, and long legs.
Unfortunately, Meng Yingying had all of them!
Regarding this, Meng Yingying knew nothing. She had her heart set on breaking off the engagement. “Qi Xiao’er, I’ll break off the engagement and give you freedom, in exchange for one cultural troupe assessment slot.”
Qi Donghan’s Adam’s apple rolled. “That’s fine!”
The threshold for the cultural troupe was high and the difficulty was great, and recruitment slots were tight, until Regiment Commander Qi brought in a female comrade.
It was still that rural childhood betrothal partner whom Company Commander Qi had escaped from marrying.
Everyone thought, wasn’t this just a pipe dream?
Unexpectedly, during the vocal assessment, before she even warmed up her voice, a clear and expansive soprano rang out, stunning the entire room.
Everyone, “??”
Next came the dance assessment. Meng Yingying wore a tight dance outfit. Her waist was slim, her legs were long, and her skin was fair. Before everyone could even react, she executed three spins and a high kick, light and graceful like a startled swan.
Everyone, “!?” Is this a fairy?
Meng Yingying advanced rapidly in the cultural troupe, becoming the most beautiful and most dazzling flower of the cultural troupe.
She did not notice that Regiment Commander Qi, who had been following behind her all this time, had a gaze that was growing more and more obscure and sticky, wishing he could swallow her in one bite!
Only much later did Meng Yingying learn that Regiment Commander Qi was, in the book, that ruthless man with strong needs who ended up lonely for life.
Now this ruthless man had taken a liking to her.
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At the same time, Qi Changming also regretted it.
Only, before he could go look for Meng Yingying to regret breaking off the engagement.
That superior leader Qi Donghan, who kept far away from women, arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau hand in hand with Meng Yingying. The two of them held their prepared marriage application documents and deliberately walked up to his counter, calling out by name, “Comrade Qi, come help us issue a marriage certificate.”
Qi Changming: “……”
Help! It’s a marriage certificate for three people, yet I’m the marriage registration officer!
After receiving the certificate.
Qi Donghan’s one-point-nine-meter-tall frame perfectly wrapped Meng Yingying. Those cold, restrained eyes now sank into indulgence and infatuation. “Yingying?”
The corners of Meng Yingying’s eyes reddened and trembled slightly. She was scared. “Husband, how about we go see an andrology department?”
Being too powerful in that area is also an illness!
It needs treatment!
