My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Zeng Xinlin didn't even bother to pay attention to Yang Chen's impatient expression. He sighed and said with a mature expression that didn't match his age, "Yes, war. I've only been in the army for less than half a year, and since I've already been trained well and have some foundation in martial arts, I was transferred to the field regiment of the 32nd Division in the southwest. To put it simply, they were the special forces that specialized in fighting on the highlands. Every day he would squat on the other side of the Southwest border, either because he was smuggling drugs, trafficking in human beings, or fighting drug lords. It was also because he had some territorial disputes with the military forces of those countries in the Southwest.    

    

Now that I think about it, I am lucky to be able to sit here alive with my arms and legs intact. Ruoxi, did you know, once in a canyon with those Indian troops, their support supplies came faster than we could imagine? At that time, our company only had seventeen or eighteen people. The enemy had at least a hundred enemies, but we relied on the few machine guns on our back to tank them.    

    

The Indian Army was famous for being timid, but the bullets fired did not have eyes. Because of the long supply route, the weapons weren't delivered as quickly as them. Their cannons were coming at us, so we could only retreat. However, the orders from the division are definitely not to retreat from that canyon. At that time, our company commander was in a hurry and directly drilled into the forest with a packet of explosive, and secretly threw it out from behind when the other party wasn't paying attention! The two cannons that blew up those bastards! "    

    

Although it was a very simple description, Zeng Xinlin's words were very dedicated, making Lin Ruoxi feel as if she was present at the scene. She felt quite excited at the urgent situation and asked, "Did your company commander not get discovered?"    

    

Zeng Xinlin said sorrowfully, "How could we not be discovered? Our company commander was directly shot into a hornet's nest by a few Indian monkeys. Even his bones were smashed to smithereens …"    

    

"How pitiful …"    

    

"Not at all. As a soldier, not dying is luck. Death is life." Zeng Xinlin said boldly, "Ruoxi, you don't know. At that time, our entire company had gone crazy. Seeing the captain die, we went straight into the woods beside. Taking advantage of the fact that more than a hundred members of the Indian Army were having a headache over the loss of the two cannons, they directly charged into the middle of their group and started a fierce fight between them and the forest!    

    

I remember there were bullets flying past my ears and I felt a burning pain. The two comrades beside me watched as they fell to the ground. Before they died, they even pulled the trigger of their machine guns. Someone was directly struck in the eye. Even in my dreams, I would still dream of death like that. "    

    

Lin Ruoxi seemed to have been affected by the scene as she asked, "You guys avenged your company commander?"    

    

"Yes, we fought for an hour and a half in that small battle, and the only ones who left the forest were me and another comrade. Everyone else was dead, and the enemies were all dead as well …" Zeng Xinlin let out a long sigh. He said heavily, "At that time, we didn't care about life or death anymore. There was only one thought in our heads, and that was to avenge our company commander. We forgot everything. Now that we think about it, those days were really unforgettable …"    

    

Zeng Xinlin's voice was low and hoarse, as if he had already fallen into that memory of fresh blood flowing in his head. Lin Ruoxi, who was listening attentively, also had a disappointed look on her face.    

    

"Have you said enough? Can you stop f * cking farting? "    

    

Suddenly, Yang Chen, who had been silent all this time, raised his head and looked coldly at Zeng Xinlin.    

    

"What did you say!?" Zeng Xinlin's eyes were like torches as he asked in a displeased manner.    

    

Lin Ruoxi was still immersed in that scene that she yearned for and admired. Yang Chen's sudden vulgarity made her unhappy. She asked, "Yang Chen, why are you like this? Why are you talking to your seniors with such a tone!?"    

    

Yang Chen slowly stood up from the sofa and sneered: "Why do you say that? Because this senior of yours is farting! "    

    

"Mr. Yang, even if you are Ruoxi's husband, I will not tolerate you sullying the honor of our soldiers! You must give me a reasonable explanation! "    

    

"Explanation? Are you worthy of knowing? " Yang Chen sneered and turned to leave.    

    

Lin Ruoxi stood up and shouted, "Yang Chen, stop right there! Speak up! I won't allow you to be so rude to my senior! "    

    

Yang Chen let out a long sigh. He turned around and looked at Lin Ruoxi. But it was only one glance, and it was enough to send chills down Lin Ruoxi's spine …    

    

She had never seen Yang Chen reveal such a gaze before. It was desolate, sad, desperate, empty, and dark. It was like a bottomless pit, which made one feel haggard …    

    

Lin Ruoxi was stunned.    

    

However, Zeng Xinlin didn't notice that at this moment, he had already stood up, puffed up his chest, and looked at Yang Chen with a burning gaze. How could he accept that this mediocre man who had no competition in his eyes could become Lin Ruoxi's husband? However, he knew that being impatient and unreasonable would make a woman like Lin Ruoxi extremely disgusted, so he decided to slowly let Lin Ruoxi side with him.    

    

But slowly, that did not mean he could tolerate this "insignificant" man provoking him!    

    

Wu Tie closed his eyes, and his complicated gaze also dispersed. What remained was a teasing expression, and he said to Zeng Xinlin who looked to be in high spirits, "Senior, please allow me to speak the truth, in my eyes, your so-called hot-blooded life story is just a child's play, just a fairy tale to entertain himself with."    

    

"What did you say?!" A fire lit up in Zeng Xinlin's eyes.    

    

Yang Chen was completely fearless and smirked: "You don't even know what a battlefield is, you have never seen a real battlefield before."    

    

"Could it be that Mr. Yang has seen it before?" Zeng Xinlin said in disdain.    

    

Yang Chen took a deep breath and calmly said, "There is dirt everywhere, sand everywhere. Your entire body, except blood, sweat, no water, no food. There is not a complete person lying beside you. It is either his hands and feet, or his head and internal organs. You couldn't tell if they were your comrades or your enemies. Except for the explosion of the mortars, the sound of the bullets in your ears was as quiet as a fart.    

    

If you pop out a little, maybe a grenade will hit you right in the head, and even if you stay where you are, there will be shells in your ditch. One second you never know that the next second you'll be missing a leg, an arm, or even how you're going to die.    

    

When you see anything alive on the other side, no matter what, your first reaction is to shoot, regardless of whether it is a commoner or not! Enemy! They were on the same side! Fuck humanism! Fuck the battlefield without harming the civilians! As long as they stood opposite you, they would die!    

    

When you see your fellow soldiers falling down beside you, when your officers and good brothers are smashed to pieces by the enemy's gunfire, you have no sorrow, no joy, no feeling, only one emotion!" Luckily, it wasn't me!    

    

When you can't even care about your own life, life and death has already become difficult to grasp. Who the hell has the time to care about the life and death of others! Revenge? That was something only fools would do! If they couldn't beat him, then they had to run! Even if I can't beat him, I have to live first! If a person is alive, then he will have everything. If a person dies, then anything is f * cking nonsense! "    

    

At the end of his sentence, Yang Chen yelled out with a roar. His firm tone not only caused Lin Ruoxi to be unable to speak, but even Zeng Xinlin, who was still bursting with anger a moment ago, felt a chill down his spine for some reason …    

    

What kind of a battlefield was that? What kind of hell was that?    

    

"Only those that are devoid of humanity are the battlefield. Those bullsh * t words you said were just for the primary school students to see." With that, Yang Chen walked out of the house in big strides.    

    

He needed to get a pack of cigarettes as soon as possible and drive at high speed. The fury in his heart made him uncomfortable.    

    

When they walked out of the door, Nanny Wang, who just came back from shopping, saw Yang Chen. However, before she even greeted Yang Chen, Yang Chen quickly got into the car and drove out with a roar.    

    

Nanny Wang felt that it was a bit weird, so she walked into the villa and was immediately struck dumb by what she saw.    

    

Lin Ruoxi and Zeng Xinlin stood in the living room in a daze as if they had lost their souls …    

    

Yang Chen drove the car to the nearest grocery store and bought a packet of the worst quality tobacco for two Yuan. After pouring himself a pack of cigarettes, he returned to the car, started the car, and drove towards the city at a high speed.    

    

The night traffic was especially sparse on the highway. The M3 was like a bolt of lightning in the night, roaring and swaying as it passed other cars.    

    

After ten or so minutes, Yang Chen finished smoking three cigarettes and felt much better. He found a random intersection and got off the highway, then found an empty space and parked the car.    

    

As he walked out of the car, Yang Chen looked at the bright moon in the sky and laughed self-deprecatingly. It was not worth it to have such a big emotional fluctuation for the sake of Zeng Xinlin's boring speech. Although his temperament was a lot calmer than before, he was still far from being able to control his emotions well, especially when facing the sensitive topic.    

    

Yang Chen finally noticed where he parked the car and looked to both sides. He was stunned for a moment, it was actually the river stall that he came to twice with Mo Qianni before. Not far away, there was a brightly lit river path, indicating that the stall was still doing business.    

    

After having a stomach full of alcohol at night and chatting with Zeng Xinlin at home, Yang Chen felt hungry as well. He suddenly remembered the Sister-in-law roadside stall that Mo Qianni brought him to eat and slowly walked towards the direction of his memory.    

    

About two minutes later, Yang Chen arrived at Sister-in-law's stall. Sister-in-law, who wore a red apron and had beads of sweat on her forehead, recognized Yang Chen the moment she saw him walking over. She greeted him enthusiastically, "Isn't this Yang? You must be looking for a girl! "    

    

Yang Chen was a little puzzled by Sister-in-law's greeting. However, following the direction Sister-in-law pointed, he saw Mo Qianni, who was wearing a dress with a white background and black dots around her waist, sitting in a corner of the stall. Alone, with a table full of dishes, she leisurely poured herself a sorghum.    

    

Mo Qianni's posture was very elegant. Even if she was the only one eating the most ordinary and crude food stall, her every gesture was as if she was drinking thousands of bottles of aged red wine and eating top grade caviar that was more expensive than gold.    

    

Yang Chen could not help but think of a sentence: A woman as lonely as smoke.