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Yu Suihuan did not directly answer Xue Lan's question, leaving her uncertain about the other person's identity. She recalled Yang Qinghe mentioning that he had a sister named Yang Qingping who served in the military. The woman before her was dressed in military attire, and when she inquired about Yang Qinghe, the response suggested familiarity with him. Could she be his sister?
Seeing that Yu Suihuan had not answered her question directly, a displeased expression crossed Xue Lan's face. She cast a disdainful glance at Yu Suihuan, adopting an air of superiority. Xue Lan thought Yu Suihuan was too beautiful; in her circle, such a pretty girl had never appeared before. Moreover, judging by her attire, it was clear that her family background was not ordinary.
With good looks and a good family, a woman like this should not be allowed to appear before Yang Qinghe, regardless of the circumstances. At that moment, Xue Lan had completely cast Yu Suihuan in the role of her rival, and her tone was unkind.
"Who I am is not something I need to tell you. Yang Battalion Commander is on a mission far away, and I don’t know when he will return! If you have something to discuss with him, feel free to tell me. When he comes back, I can pass it along!"
Xue Lan's tone and expression were both unpleasant, which puzzled Yu Suihuan. If the other woman were truly Yang Qinghe's sister, why would she be so hostile towards her?
Could it be...
"Actually, it's nothing much. It's just that many Zhiqing from our Youth Commune have returned to the city, and everyone wants to gather together!"
Yu Suihuan smiled slightly, maintaining basic politeness.
"Alright, I understand. What’s your name and where do you work? When he returns, I will pass on your message!"
Xue Lan had no intention of passing on any message; she simply wanted to ascertain the other woman's identity as a precaution.
"Jing City University, Yu Suihuan!"
"Good!"
After Xue Lan finished speaking, she walked away with an air of arrogance. The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt; this woman’s presence stirred a sense of crisis within her. Just as she had dealt with one rival in her mind, another "Fox Spirit" appeared—how could she not feel threatened?
"Auntie, where is Yang Qinghe? Isn’t he home?"
Xue Lan placed the items she had brought on the table and scanned the room but found no trace of Yang Qinghe.
"Xiao Lan is here? He went to the military!"
Since the two families arranged the engagement, Yang Mother’s attitude towards Xue Lan has improved significantly.
Speaking of the engagement, it was not Yang Qinghe's intention at all. At that time, Yang Qinghe was seriously injured and in a coma, having been given two critical condition notices. Seizing this opportunity, Xue Lan cried and created a scene, forcing her family to go to Yang Qinghe's home to discuss the marriage proposal. She knew that once Yang Qinghe woke up, their engagement might not happen.
The Xue Family felt compelled to comply and reluctantly went to the Yang Family. Yang Qinghe's grandfather was a key figure in the family, deeply concerned about whether his eldest grandson would wake up. The fact that a girl insisted on marrying him under such circumstances showed immense courage.
In truth, Xue Lan also had her hesitations. While she genuinely liked Yang Qinghe, the thought of becoming a widow right after marriage was something she could not accept. She was essentially gambling on Yang Qinghe waking up; after all, it was just an engagement and not a formal marriage. If he truly did not recover, they could simply call off the engagement.
Little did the old man know about her inner turmoil; instead, he was moved by her deep affection for his grandson. Furthermore, under these circumstances, an alliance between the two families posed no disadvantages for them and could even be beneficial in official circles. So why refuse?
Thus, the old man made a decisive decision and arranged the engagement with the Xue Family.
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