Chapter 956: Liu Jiantong Actually Caused Ding Zhiqing to Miscarry

Due to their work, they were often apart; anyway, the wedding date was set, and Chuxue, a person from the future, would not be pretentious: "You coming back with me was premeditated."

Fu Yan Cheng pressed his face against hers: "You can understand it that way; I just want to spend every day with you during my leave."

Chuxue raised her head, her eyebrows and eyes curved, looking at him: "Really? Is it that simple?"

Fu Yan Cheng knew she was teasing him; he did not answer, but answered her with action.

He lowered his head and lightly pecked her lips: "Naturally, it is not that simple."

Chuxue reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck: "I knew it..."

She had not finished speaking when her mouth was covered.

After a long while, the two finally parted, panting; Fu Yan Cheng held her and said, "I truly wish to marry you and bring you home soon; whenever I am free, my mind is full of you."

Chuxue pushed him: "If you keep hugging me so hard, you'll strangle me to death."

Fu Yan Cheng quickly loosened his grip: "I really want to put you in my pocket and take you with me."

Chuxue reached out, unbuttoned his shirt pocket, and pulled out a photo: "Isn't I already tucked in your pocket?"

Fu Yan Cheng took it and said, "Seeing you but not being able to touch you makes me miss you even more."

After that, Chuxue stuck to Fu Yan Cheng as if glued; it was not that Chuxue wouldn't come down, but Fu Yan Cheng didn't want to let go of her; he carried her, running back and forth between the two rooms, and had become addicted to holding her.

Fu Yan Cheng thought of the house he had applied for: "Xue'er, the house has been approved; in a few days when it gets warmer, I will start cleaning it up. Do you want to spare some time to go over and take a look? We can arrange it according to your ideas so you will feel comfortable living there later."

Chuxue kissed Fu Yan Cheng's chin: "Alright; I'll go over this weekend when I'm off."

Chuxue did not know that when Fu Yan Cheng exchanged his quota for an apartment building for a single-story house, many people behind his back called him foolish.

The two, still clinging to each other, heated the kang until the room grew warm; then they placed a large log in the kang stove before heading together to the Secretary's house.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, Liu Zhiyuan came forward to greet them: "Chuxue, come inside quickly."

Fu Yan Cheng, being a grown man, naturally should not go inside; Chuxue called out to Xiao Fu, who was inside talking with the Secretary and the clan elders: "Dad, I'll chat with Zhiyuan; you take Fu Yan Cheng."

Xiao Fu naturally had no objection; with such a fine son-in-law, he could not help but show off; he stood up, walked to the doorway, and beckoned to Fu Yan Cheng: "Come quickly; we were just talking about you."

Fu Yan Cheng was not wearing his military uniform today; after all, he and Chuxue were the same kind of people and did not want to steal anyone's spotlight; after exchanging a few meaningful glances with Chuxue, he said to his future father-in-law: "I'm here."

Chuxue was held back by Liu Zhiyuan and led into the room: "Come in quickly; I have something to tell you."

Chuxue smiled at her: "What is it? Why so urgent?"

"Your cousin—no, that's wrong; it's Liu Jiantong who actually caused Ding Zhiqing to miscarry."

Hearing this, Chuxue was shocked: "When did this happen?"

Liu Zhiyuan gave her a look as if to say, "Listen, I'll tell you slowly": "It happened on New Year's Eve."

Chuxue, with a gossipy expression, said: "Tell me quickly; what's the situation?"

Liu Zhiyuan stood up, glanced out the door, and then said: "This matter actually starts with the family of your former betrothed."

Chuxue was somewhat puzzled: "What does the Chen family have to do with this?"

Liu Zhiyuan pulled a stool and sat in front of Chuxue: "This story, I don't know if it's karma; Chen Weiping, the one who was previously betrothed to you, his wife actually cheated on him, and the son she bore is not his child."

Coincidentally, that day his wife was paraded through the streets and seen by villagers; the matter spread like wildfire in the village, and many people laughed at him for dropping the watermelon to pick up a sesame seed, and now he had lost such great face.