"I joined the army at the age of 17 and joined the Beimang Army, the strongest marine unit in the world, at the age of 18. Ten years of fighting horses, covered with scars, has left a strong mark in the history of modern warfare in the military department. When I decided to retire, the head of the military district was the first to stand up against it, and he lost his temper. ”

In a high-end café, Zhang Ruoyu wore a suit that didn't fit close-fit, and was boasting about his military career.

Sitting directly across from him was a domineering iceberg beauty.

Her name is Han Jiangxue, Zhang Ruoyu's fiancée.

Although the two of them have never been masked, Zhang Ruoyu has long heard that Han Jiangxue has a ruthless style and is a well-known femme fatale in Binhai City.

"The head of the Beimang Army would actually be furious about the retirement of a cooking soldier." Han Jiangxue looked disdainful. "Looks like you're really good at cooking."

"Of course. I have been in the army for ten years, and I have developed a skill, whether it is the eight major cuisines or all kinds of private dishes, I have them all at my fingertips. Zhang Ruoyu said proudly. In the army, whether it is an internal banquet or entertaining foreign guests, the leaders can only trust me. It's no exaggeration to say that without me, it wouldn't have been able to open this table! ”

"Since the leader values you so much, why do you want to retire?" Han Jiangxue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

"I'm tired, I'm tired." Zhang Ruoyu spit out turbidity: "In the past ten years, I have traveled south and north with the Northern Mang Army, although I am honored, I am like a rootless duckweed, and my heart has nothing to rely on. ”

After a pause, Zhang Ruoyu said with a face full of vicissitudes: "I want to live the life of an ordinary person for a few days, coarse tea and light food, and entertain my wife and children." ”

A look of disgust flashed in Han Jiangxue's eyes, this man who had a marriage contract with him was ten thousand times worse than he imagined.

Ten years of military service failed to sharpen a bloody character, but became a soldier who ran a train with a mouth.

Marry him? Han Jiangxue was covered in cold.

Zhang Ruoyu took a sip of coffee and glanced at Han Jiangxue without a trace.

Her face was as disgusting as eating a fly, and she was the fly...

Zhang Ruoyu, who was forced to go on a blind date by her aunt, was very satisfied, looking at Han Jiangxue's appearance that life was worse than death, she should be unable to stand it anymore.

"What kind of woman do you like?"

Without warning, Han Jiangxue asked.

"I like women with short hair." Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Han Jiangxue's long thick hair like a waterfall, as well as her delicate facial features like carving. "The nose should have flesh, the face should be round, and the chest should be big and the buttocks round."

After speaking, Zhang Ruoyu compared an extremely exaggerated S-shaped curve, and said solemnly: "The old man said that such a woman is easy to give birth to." ”

After listening to Zhang Ruoyu's words of extreme disrespect for women, a cold light flashed in Han Jiangxue's eyes, but she was still expressionless: "What about personality?" ”

"Lively, funny, and preferably a little funny." Zhang Ruoyu didn't hesitate to say. "I don't like a woman who always looks high, as if everyone owes her tens of thousands of dollars, it's too pretending."

Knowing that Zhang Ruoyu was disgusting himself in and out of his words, Han Jiangxue still didn't change his face: "Then what do you think of marriage?" ”

"Marriage is nothing more than going through a process and pulling a certificate, and then going through its own way. As for the so-called eternity, it is just that there is no condition to find a better one and live together. ”

Zhang Ruoyu talked eloquently, showing a bastard with bad morals to the fullest.

Speaking of this, Zhang Ruoyu expected that this marriage contract was basically yellow.

Unexpectedly, Han Jiangxue was not only angry, but said word by word: "Let's get married." ”

Silence.

Deathly silence.

Zhang Ruoyu's frightened gaze fell on Han Jiangxue's lower abdomen, and cautiously probed: "How many months? ”

Han Jiangxue's face turned cold, and she said in a cold voice: "You think you are very humorous?" ”

"Since you're not pregnant, why are you in such a hurry to marry me?" Zhang Ruoyu said with a headache.

"We have a marriage contract." Han Jiangxue said indifferently.

"What's the reason for that?" Zhang Ruoyu said magnanimously. "As long as you withdraw from the marriage, I will never stalk you."

"Why don't you go back?" Han Jiangxue said coldly. "If you are willing to return, I will leave now, and I will give you a high breakup fee."

Zhang Ruoyu was choked.

If he dares to withdraw from the marriage, the bully aunt will dare to break his legs.

And looking at this posture, Han Jiangxue was also driven to the shelves and forced to fulfill the marriage contract.

Zhang Ruoyu was stunned, thinking that he would be strong in his life, and now he is in an arranged marriage, which is really sad.

After being silent for a long time, Zhang Ruoyu looked generous and righteous, gritted his teeth and said: "If you want to marry me, you must promise me a few conditions, otherwise, I would rather die than obey." ”

Han Jiangxue frowned, didn't bother to correct him, and waited silently.

"First of all, you can't have a long-term affection for me, let alone seduce me." Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Han Jiangxue's chest that was about to burst out, and felt a little bottomless in his heart.

"Unless I'm crazy!" Han Jiangxue was disgusted.

"After marriage, you can have sex together, but you can't share a bed." Zhang Ruoyu put forward the second condition.

Han Jiangxue was silent and didn't want to speak.

"The last point, and the most critical point, we are married by agreement, you can't prevent me from falling in love freely, once I find true love, and the time for divorce is not ripe, you have to cover me, I don't want to be misunderstood, let alone wear the hat of a negative man."

Han Jiangxue's heart was galloping, disgusting, but she only spit out two words from between her teeth: "Scum!" ”

Reluctantly accepted Zhang Ruoyu's shameless conditions, Han Jiangxue tried her best to control her emotions on the verge of going violent, and her heart turned upside down.

The reason why she dared to marry this stinky man was because her grandmother had been on a hunger strike for two days in order to force her to fulfill the marriage contract.

As far as the old lady's donkey temper is concerned, if she dares not to marry this, she will dare to starve to death in bed.

In the end, Han Jiangxue softened.

But just as Han Jiangxue was about to lead Zhang Ruoyu, who was still chattering there to discuss the details of the marriage, to the Civil Affairs Bureau, a piercing air defense siren suddenly sounded outside the café.

Sirens sounded throughout the city, causing pedestrians on the streets to look around and panic.

Today is not National Horn Day.

Moreover, all administrative units within the line of sight have lowered their flags to half-mast!

What the hell is going on?

"Look!"

In the café, a man pointed to the hanging large-screen TV, and said excitedly: "The world-famous four unparalleled gods of war in China are carrying the coffin!" On the coffin, covered with a national flag! ”

"This is a national mourning!"

And, it's live on prime-time news!

"Which big guy is gone!?" The man's blood was rolling and his eyes were red.

There was a lot of discussion in the café, and the whole coastal city was also immersed in depression and sorrow.

Who is the big man who treats him with national mourning?

On the screen, a white-bearded old man appeared, his chest was full of medals, and his face was full of sadness: "Today, the leader of the Beimang Army, the world-famous Chinese god of war Zhang Xiangbei died fighting for the country!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Han Jiangxue's face turned pale.

Zhang Xiangbei?

The strongest god of war in China in the past ten years!

In her heart, no one in the world can compare with him.

But now, a generation of war gods has fallen!

Not even a posthumous photo was published! No one has ever seen his true face!

The ten-minute national funeral ended, and the hard-hearted Han Jiangxue's thoughts rolled.

The reason why her emotions are so agitated is because she was kidnapped by pirates a year ago in order to talk about international navigation business, and her life hangs by a thread.

And the man who saved her from the danger of life and death was the leader of the Beimang Army!

That year, she once glanced at Zhang Xiangbei's back from a distance, but she still has no chance to say thank you.

Now that he learned of his death, Han Jiangxue couldn't help himself.

There was chaos in the café, and all the citizens were saddened by the fall of this national hero.

Only Zhang Ruoyu looked disdainful, and even secretly pursed his lips, as if he didn't look down on this big hero who was buried with a national warrior at all!

Seeing this scene, Han Jiangxue's heart was like ashes.

"Alas, it's a pity that I couldn't send Xiao Zhang on his last ride." Zhang Ruoyu sighed.

Looking at Zhang Ruoyu's coquettish appearance, Han Jiangxue was disgusted: "Do you still know Zhang Xiangbei?" ”

"Don't you know? Xiao Zhang and I are like brothers and sisters, like brothers. When he first entered the Beimang Army, he liked to eat the braised lion head I made the most. Zhang Ruoyu sighed. I didn't expect God to be jealous of talent, he was so short-lived. ”

"Zhang Xiangbei died fighting for the country, which is heavier than Mount Tai!"

Compared with the legendary god of war Zhang Xiangbei, this man who is about to enter the marriage hall with her is simply useless!

"I'll just tell me, why are you so excited?" Zhang Ruoyu pouted. "Could it be that you have a crush on Zhang Xiangbei?"

Han Jiangxue got up angrily and coldly dropped a sentence: "Bring your documents to the Civil Affairs Bureau." ”

With that, he walked towards the door.

Zhang Ruoyu sat on the chair in a daze, slowly lit a cigarette, and a touch of vicissitudes quietly appeared on his originally frivolous and dissolute face: "It's really awkward to watch my funeral on TV." ”