Fang Tongzhou, who had been scolded, jolted as if struck, his face covered in black lines: "Huh? Truly… truly your son??" He glanced at Jiang Jinghuai's chilling expression, then compared it to the little bundle in his arms, starting to piece things together: "A few days ago, you brought back a woman, arranged her a job here in the army—a woman named Shui Lian. Could it be that what I think is…"
Jiang Jinghuai replied coolly, "You're overthinking."
Not her, then. "So…"
"Are you quite idle?"
"Not at all! Captain Jiang!" Fang Tongzhou shook his head furiously. "I'm very busy! I was just heading to eat!" Oh, that penetrating look—one he was all too familiar with, the kind Jiang gave every time they were about to be assigned grueling endurance runs.
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