The air in the yard seemed to be sucked dry at that moment.
The military wives around, holding their rice bowls and leaning against the door frames to watch the commotion, seemed to be frozen in place, their actions stiffening, nearly losing their grip on the bowls, their eyes wide and mouths agape enough to fit a corn cake.
"Hiss—"
Someone drew in a breath of cold air, the sound particularly clear in the silent yard.
No one expected that Gu Yanshen, who had returned like a silent war hero with a truck full of supplies the moment before, would the next moment do something so shocking!
He actually... in front of half the people in the yard, yanked his delicate, doll-like wife fiercely into his arms!
The motion was swift and ruthless, carrying an unyielding force, like an enraged lion.
