"I'm not feeling wronged," Qiao Zhenghao said.
"Does it hurt?" Li Meimei asked with concern, tears in her eyes.
Qiao Zhenghao smiled and shook his head, "I've applied medicine, it doesn't hurt anymore..."
As long as the family can live in harmony, what does a little pain matter?
...
In the morning, Qiao Chuchu and Fu Ziqian got up from bed, washed up, changed clothes, and then opened the door to go downstairs for breakfast. As they opened the door, Qiao Bing from next door also walked out. Seeing Fu Ziqian in his military uniform, the medals and position indicators on his clothes made her eyes shine.
So, Fu Ziqian is an officer.
And not a low-ranking one!
But she didn't know exactly what his position was, as she was unfamiliar with military affairs. Qiao Bing silently memorized the details about Fu Ziqian's decorations and stripes, planning to check them later.
"Good morning," Qiao Bing greeted Fu Ziqian and Qiao Chuchu with a smile.
