Rebirth of a Military Marriage: Three Thousand Lovers: Starting with Three Cubs

An Hongbing was listening to his subordinates' reports.

About Lin Qingqing, every detail of her life, study, work, relationships, etc. from childhood to adulthood.

That's right.

Lin Qingqing is a very important part of the plan he made for his grandfather.

Yuntian, who suddenly appeared in Lin Qingqing's life, could be used as a bargaining chip.

In the words of my grandfather, the blood of the An family flows in Lin Qingqing's veins. No matter whether her surname is Lin or An, the An family is her roots, and she must do her best for the An family.

When Lin Qingqing was being investigated, followed, and her ancestors were dug up, she was still working hard in the laboratory without knowing it.

She ignored the words of her senior sister that provoked Yuntian and didn't take them to heart at all.

For Lin Qingqing, overcoming one experimental difficulty after another is her lifelong pleasure and pursuit.

In order to forget his longing for Lingze, Yuntian could only keep himself busy and divert his attention to make his heart less painful.

He knew that he might not have the energy to fall in love with another woman in his life.

Yu Lingze is his light and his hope.

But now, he knew, the light was out and hope was gone.

He couldn't overstep the line, otherwise, he might not even be able to be friends with her.

He understood everything, but he just couldn't help liking her and missing her.

Lin Qingqing's focused figure made Yuntian a little dazed.

He seemed to see the pretty figure of Yu Lingze.

Lin Qingqing's caution and focus on academics are somewhat similar to Yu Lingze's.

Lin Qingqing turned around and met Yun Tian's tender black eyes.

The handsome man's face still had a hint of melancholy mixed with the heavy air of bookish fatigue.

There was a tiny bit of light in those eyes, as quiet and deep as the sky on a summer night.

Lin Qingqing's heart suddenly skipped a beat at this moment, and an unprecedented shyness and joy filled her heart.

She suddenly understood the meaning of the four words "heart-pounding".

Lin Qingqing looked around. It was noon and everyone else in the laboratory had gone to the cafeteria to eat.

She and Yuntian were the only ones left in the laboratory.

She didn't know where she got the courage from at that moment, she walked over quickly, held his face, and gave him a light kiss on his lips.

After the kiss, Lin Qingqing suddenly woke up and scared herself. Her cheeks turned red and she shyly glanced at Yuntian.

Seeing that he was still standing there blankly and motionless, he seemed to be frightened by her audacity.

Lin Qingqing hurriedly said, "I like you."

In the end, he couldn't overcome the shyness in his heart, so he turned around and ran away.

Yuntian felt his head was a little dizzy and his neck twisted stiffly.

Looking at Lin Qingqing's back as she rushed out of the laboratory, my heart sank.

It's bad! She misunderstood.

He swore that he didn't peek at her, and that moment of deep affection was not directed at her.

Yuntian was confused for a moment. Oh no, how can I explain this clearly?

Although there was a big red divorce stamp on his household registration book, he had absolutely no experience with women.

Yu Lingze is the first woman he loves in his life, and will also be the last.

He wanted to slap himself in the face. Why was he staring at the girl's back for no reason?

It's like yellow mud falling into your crotch. It's shit if not shit.

Yuntian found Professor Zhang and applied for a transfer to another group.

Zhang Baoping is an old scholar. Apart from studying, he knows nothing about the ways of the world.

"You want to apply for a transfer? No! My students now only have three research groups. The other two topics are not suitable for you, and you can't do it.

I don't care what your reason is, but it is impossible to transfer the group.

The experiment has reached a critical stage. Qingqing said that you have helped her a lot. You should work harder and complete this project as soon as possible. Stop talking nonsense."

Yuntian hit a snag and had to go back to the experimental group reluctantly.

Faced with Lin Qingqing's enthusiasm, he could only choose not to respond.

When pressed to the point of panic, he just said something indifferently.

"I have someone I like. I'm really sorry for making you misunderstand me that day. I wasn't looking at you."

Lin Qingqing felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over her from head to toe in the coldest days of winter. Her body was frozen stiff by his words and she couldn't move.

It took her a long time to catch her breath, and she walked towards the dormitory building in a daze.

She wasn't going to do the experiment today. She wanted to sleep for a while and felt as if she had lost all her strength.

"Lin Qingqing, your letter."

As soon as Lin Qingqing stepped into the dormitory building, the dormitory manager called her.

Lin Qingqing took the letter, said thank you mechanically, and continued walking forward.

I returned to the dormitory and threw myself heavily on the bed.

She wanted to throw the letter aside. She was not in the mood to read it.

I glanced at the address on the envelope and saw that it was the address of my father's workplace.

She tore open the letter and just after taking a few glances at it, she felt like she was struck by lightning.

The huge shock came like a tidal wave.

She suddenly sat up from the bed, holding the letter in her trembling hands, and read it over and over again.

She struggled to carefully decipher every word in the letter, as if she recognized every word but didn't understand what they meant when put together.

Finally, she realized that she had not read it wrong, nor had she misunderstood the content of the letter.

She, Lin Qingqing, is not her parents' biological daughter, but adopted.

Her parents wanted her to return to her biological parents' home.

Lin Qingqing’s first feeling was that she was not her parents’ biological daughter, so her parents didn’t want her anymore.

The third son of the An family and his wife, along with An Hongjun, were standing at the door of Lin Qingqing's dormitory.

An Hongjun stuffed a dime into the dormitory manager's hand.

"Did you write to her?"

The dormitory manager tightly grasped the dime and smiled.

"Oh, Comrade An, I'm so sorry. You've already given her the money. Oh, yes, I gave her the money. I just followed her upstairs and leaned against the crack of the door to watch her read the letter several times. She seemed very sad after reading the letter and even cried."

An Hongjun nodded.

"Then it won't be troublesome for us to go up there?"

"Oh, it's no trouble, no trouble. Please, please. It's just that you can't stay too long, it's not good if the school leaders see you."

"It won't be long. We'll go up and say a few words and then come down."

An Hongjun gently knocked on the door of dormitory 301.

Lin Qingqing was so excited that she didn't hear anything.

Mrs. An San couldn't wait any longer, so she pushed the door open and rushed in.

She rushed to Lin Qingqing's bed, hugged Lin Qingqing and burst into tears.

Lin Qingqing was startled and struggled hard, but she couldn't get free.

"Who are you? What are you doing? Let me go!"

Mrs. An San was choking with sobs and shouting in a hoarse voice.

"Nannan, I'm your mother! After all these years, are you doing well?"