Chapter 127: Could That Flower Tie Be Yours?

When Jiang Cheng got off work, he did not see Si Rong on the rattan chair under the flower trellis.

Usually, she loved to lean against it with a book, and the books she read followed her own habits; eight out of ten days, it was that copy of "Gone with the Wind."

After he entered the door, she would give him a sweet smile and then come to greet him.

But today, she did not.

In the courtyard, only Wang Ma was busy in the kitchen making dinner.

"Where is Rongrong?"

Wang Ma answered with a smile, "She is upstairs!"

Jiang Cheng walked upstairs while undoing the buttons of his military uniform.

Today, he had already heard about his wife winning the grand prize in the lottery.

He had heard it from Director Chen, whose wife also often played the lottery.

It was said that she played it very seriously, even using a notebook to analyze it.

Now everyone was saying his wife was born with a life of wealth and brought fortune wherever she went, which meant he had really married well.

Six hundred and sixty thousand; when he heard that, Jiang Cheng's brow twitched twice.

His wife seemed truly remarkable.

Luck was also a part of one's strength.

But when he saw Si Rong sitting on the small sofa holding Xiao Bai, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that his wife did not seem very happy.

Even though she was smiling as she looked over.

"Rongrong is so amazing," Jiang Cheng said, hugging her from behind, "Everyone who just returned to the Family Quarters is talking about you winning the prize."

At this moment, the phone rang.

Si Rong pushed his arms away and went to answer the phone.

Jiang Cheng noticed that every time she answered the phone, both her body and her expression carried a sense of urgency.

It was as if, as if she were very much looking forward to the call she was about to receive.

The person on the other end did not speak for long, and during the call, Si Rong nodded from time to time or replied with a brief "mm."

After she hung up the phone, Jiang Cheng teased, "Is there some secret on the phone that Rongrong hasn't told me?"

Si Rong's heart skipped a beat, but then she looked him straight in the eyes, "What about Division Commander Jiang? Could it be that Division Commander Jiang has no secrets?"

After saying this, she took Xiao Bai and went downstairs.

Si Rong actually felt a bit of regret; she didn't know what had come over her.

It was just a pink bubble gauze hair tie.

Jiang Cheng kept it, perhaps because he could not forget an old flame.

Or perhaps he was psychologically abnormal and liked collecting women's things.

Originally, her intention for this second marriage was to put her family at ease and to slap the faces of Shen Lan and Li Xuan.

Now she had achieved all of that, and there was even an unexpected joy: Jiang Cheng and Jiang Cheng's family liked her very much.

Especially Jiang Cheng; he was thoughtful and patient with her in every way.

They were not young people in the prime of their youth.

And she had already been married before; she could not be so demanding of Jiang Cheng and forbid him from having another woman in his heart.

She could not be so willful and so overbearing.

"Miss? Why are you crying?"

In the kitchen, Wang Ma was shocked to see Si Rong's slightly red eyes.

"Did Jiang Cheng bully you?"

Si Rong hugged her, "No, I'm not crying, I just got some sand in my eye."

Wang Ma hugged her back, "Then close your eyes and rest for a while. In life, one often has to be a little muddled."

Being too serious will only hurt yourself.

Si Rong thought that Wang Ma was wise.

She did need to learn to be a little more muddled.

Even though that pink hair tie flashed through her mind from time to time, Si Rong still acted as she always did, speaking when she should speak and sleeping when she should sleep.

It was just that she no longer snuggled as close to Jiang Cheng's chest as she used to when falling asleep.

Instead, like most middle-aged couples, she slept with her back to Jiang Cheng.

She thought that Jiang Cheng should be able to feel her distance.

Because the other side was quiet for a long while.

Only then did Jiang Cheng turn over and continue to hold her.

They did not sleep well this night.

Both of them.

Office.

Jiang Cheng's brow was tightly furrowed, and a low pressure permeated his entire being.

Today, the pilots being trained were all holding their breath, terrified of provoking this dark-faced Yama.

"What? Did you get scolded by your wife?"

Chen Shuo walked over with his hands behind his back and teased him.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng ignored him for a long time, he snorted coldly, "Forget it, I was actually going to give you some pointers; after all, I've been through this too!"

"Last time my wife was angry at me, she forgave me in just one day!"

Jiang Cheng's brow twitched slightly.

Forgiven in just one day? So tempting!

However, he really did not know where he had offended his wife.

Before Chen Shuo could leave in a cocky manner, Jiang Cheng cleared his throat.

"That, I mean, I don't know why she suddenly got angry, how do I coax her?"

Chen Shuo could not stop laughing.

Hahaha! That's what you get for being so cocky all the time, look at you now!

Truly, brine curdles tofu; everything has its match!

After laughing for a good while, Chen Shuo finally managed to stop his mockery, "Sister Rongrong is not unreasonable; it must be your fault!"

Jiang Cheng:...

"Yes, she is very good, but I don't know what I did wrong."

"Did you secretly hide private money and get caught?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head.

He had no private money; he spent exactly how much his wife gave him.

"Then could it be that she discovered the love letters you wrote to other women when you were young?"

He had made such a mistake when he was young.

"A woman's heart is very small; once she catches you in a mistake, that is a mistake for a lifetime!"

Even now, forty years later, his wife can still recite the love poem he wrote to his first love!

She knows it much better than he does.

Every time they argue, she brings it out to punish him.

Love letters?

Impossible, Jiang Cheng had only ever written love letters to Si Rong.

Even if she found them, Si Rong would have no reason to be angry.

"Anyway, based on my experience, general anger is because of small matters; if she is extremely angry, it is eight or nine times out of ten because she discovered you have something going on with another woman!"

"Jiang Cheng hid a woman's hair accessory?"

Ming Zi was greatly shocked, "No way, right?"

"Jiang Cheng is like a frog, with his eyes on top of his head; back in school, he never looked at any other woman besides you. Even when you married that scumbag Shen Lan, he didn't just settle and marry someone else, so how could he hide another woman's hair accessory?"

"Could that hair accessory be yours?"

Ming Zi speculated.

The more she spoke, the more she felt her speculation made sense, "Think about it, with his current status, if he liked another woman, why would he marry you?"

"Uh, I don't mean that you aren't good," Ming Zi hurriedly emphasized, "but if he were hiding another woman's things, he certainly wouldn't take them to your new home and keep them in the wardrobe, unless he has a hole in his brain!"