Reborn in the 1970s, remarried to a powerful but childless man, her scumbag husband is furious.

Chapter 230 Huo Yanchuan's eyes reddened.

The old man glanced at Huo Yanchuan, his face serious. "What could possibly be wrong? Don't listen to your nonsense!"

He's already this old, what could possibly be wrong with him?

Besides, Wen Shuzhen was his old squad leader's wife. Now that he's gone, it's his responsibility to take care of his family.

Huo Yanchuan knew this too, but now everyone in the compound was talking about his grandfather and his aunt, which made him wonder what was going on between them.

However, he didn't care. If things could work out between his grandfather and his aunt, that would be great.

Hearing the old man say this, Huo Yanchuan didn't ask any more questions.

After that, my aunt moved out, and there were fewer rumors.

When Huo Yanchuan returned to the room, he saw that Wenrou was still packing her things, so he went over and said, "You don't need to pack these. Everything is available over there. If you and the children want to come back and stay in the future, you can."

She responded gently, then thought of Song Yulan's matter and felt she should tell Huo Yanchuan.

Previously, when Huo Yanchuan was in the hospital, Wenrou didn't want him to worry, so she didn't tell him.

Now that he has been discharged from the hospital, she no longer needs to hide it from him.

Upon hearing Wenrou's gentle words, Huo Yanchuan's expression changed slightly.

"If she comes again, you don't need to pay attention to her, just leave it to me."

Huo Yanchuan never expected that he could still come in even though the old man had told him not to.

"During this time, she and Fang Yuru have had a very good relationship," Wenrou said gently.

Huo Yanchuan wasn't surprised when he heard this. Fang Yuru had messed up Tan Lin's family and wasn't exactly a kind person.

Before, when Tan Lin wasn't home, she could still cause trouble in the compound.

Now that she's back, she's not herself unless she turns the house upside down.

"It seems this compound will never be peaceful again."

Wenrou knew that Huo Yanchuan was referring to the Tan family, and nodded in agreement.

"My second brother said he's going back tomorrow. Is that really the end of it between him and Sister Tan Lin?" Wenrou thought about this and felt sorry for the two of them.

Sister Tan Lin has a generous and unpretentious personality, but her second brother couldn't get over his inner conflict, feeling that he wasn't good enough for her, and the two of them missed each other.

Wenrou originally thought that the two of them would get together after this incident, but unexpectedly...

"Don't worry, they're both adults. Besides, it's not like they'll never see each other again. If you're really worried, worry about your husband instead."

Huo Yanchuan walked over, put his arm around Wenrou's waist, and pressed his whole body against hers.

Hearing this, Wenrou instinctively asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Should we go to the hospital for another check-up? I told you to stay in the hospital a little longer, why are you in such a hurry to be discharged?"

Now, Huo Yanchuan is like porcelain in her eyes, something that would shatter at the slightest touch.

"No need, only you can cure my discomfort." Huo Yanchuan said the last sentence almost close to her ear.

It was only then that Wenrou realized what Huo Yanchuan meant. She hadn't expected that even at this point, this man would still be thinking about that kind of thing.

"Stop fooling around, you just got out of the hospital, your body hasn't recovered yet." Wenrou reached out and accurately grabbed the hand that was fanning the flames on her body.

Huo Yanchuan reached out and hugged Wenrou. "Stop fooling around. I just want to give you a good hug."

Including the time he spent in the hospital, it's been almost two months since he and Wenrou have had a proper time alone together.

Although Wenrou has been visiting him at the hospital every day these days, he is always interrupted whenever he tries to spend quality time with her.

Besides, in a hospital, there's not much that two people can do besides talk.

Not to mention Huo Yanchuan, Wenrou is the same.

But since this was the old man's house, they couldn't do anything more intimate, which was why Wenrou wanted to move back to her own home.

Regardless of size, it is still their own home.

That night, both children slept with their aunt. After a gentle shower, Wenrou and Huo Yanchuan lay in bed together, embracing each other and enjoying this peaceful moment.

"To be honest, when you were wheeled into the operating room, I had already imagined what it would be like for me to raise the children without you."

Wenrou nestled against Huo Yanchuan's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. Only then did she truly feel that the person beside her was still alive.

Upon hearing Wenrou's words, Huo Yanchuan lowered his head and looked at her.

"What does it look like?"

He once said that if he were really gone, he would let her find another man to marry, even if that man was Peng Shao.

But because his previous words had upset Wenrou, he never dared to say them again.

"I will raise them myself and tell them that their father is a people's hero."

Hearing Wenrou's words, Huo Yanchuan held her even tighter.

"I'm sorry, I made you worry. I promise I'll never do it like last time again." Huo Yanchuan never knew that Wenrou had such intentions, and his heart was deeply touched.

What merit or ability did Huo Yanchuan possess to marry such a wonderful wife in this lifetime?

Because of the word "gentleness," the man, who was known as the cold-faced Yama and who never blinked when killing enemies on the battlefield, had tears in his eyes at this moment.

The gentle words reflected her true feelings. She had never considered remarrying, and she didn't want anyone else in her life except Huo Yanchuan.

No matter how outstanding the other person is, she won't even glance at them.

Wenrou looked up and was taken aback when she saw Huo Yanchuan's reddened eyes.

I never expected that one sentence I said would make him cry.

"You cried?"

Huo Yanchuan reached out and pulled her tightly into his arms, his deep voice trembling slightly: "Wife, thank you."

Wenrou was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously reached out and patted his back.

"There's no need to thank me. If something happened to me, you would probably react the same way I did."

Wenrou is right, Huo Yanchuan has only ever been committed to Wenrou in his life.

If something really happens to Wenrou, he will never marry anyone else.

"I won't let anything happen to you," Huo Yanchuan said firmly.

If she were ever in any danger, he would risk his life to protect her.

"Okay, I believe you." Wenrou nestled in Huo Yanchuan's arms and hugged him back. It had been a long time since the two of them had a proper conversation like this.

Wenrou told Huo Yanchuan everything that had happened during this time. As she spoke, he listened patiently, occasionally responding with a word or two.

Although she talked about trivial things, and even some gossip, Huo Yanchuan gave her plenty of emotional support and never got annoyed.

Finally, Wenrou drifted off to sleep, her voice trembling with sleep.

Seeing this, Huo Yanchuan helped her pull up the blanket, then held her and fell asleep as well.

Wenrou slept more soundly than ever before, and when she woke up it was almost noon.

She had never slept so soundly since arriving in Beijing.

When she came downstairs, she saw Huo Yanchuan playing with the two children.

"I got breakfast for you from the cafeteria and it's still warming up in the pot," Huo Yanchuan said with a smile as he saw her come down.

She responded gently and went to the kitchen to bring out breakfast.

After breakfast, the truck that Huo Yanchuan had arranged to move the things arrived.

Although they all lived in the military compound, Huo Yanchuan's assigned house was still some distance from the old man's.

They didn't have much luggage; one car was enough.

The house allocated to Huo Yanchuan was a communal apartment building, and there were other people living there besides them.

Huo Yanchuan drove over first with the luggage, while Wenrou led the children behind.

Jiang Yan is still living at school. Wenrou has packed all his things so he can move in when he comes back.

Wenrou, Wen Shuzhen, and the children walked for more than half an hour before arriving at their destination. Looking at the dormitory building in front of them, the group went up the stairs.

Huo Yanchuan's apartment was on the second floor. When they passed by the first floor, many people looked in their direction.

"That's the new one. I heard her husband is a regimental commander who was just transferred to Beijing."

"This regimental commander's wife looks really young, but I wonder if she's easy to get along with."

"I heard they're the grandson and granddaughter-in-law of the old commander. They've caused quite a bit of trouble since they arrived at the compound. You guys don't even know that, do you?"

A few people downstairs were chatting when they heard a voice from the side.

The group looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the other person was also a new face.

"Comrade, who are you...?" someone asked, looking at her.

The other person was probably in her early thirties, wearing a bright red polka-dot dress, with her hair styled in carefully permed waves, and she looked at them with an arrogant expression.

"This is Deputy Director Huang's wife. She was transferred from another military region and just arrived today. I think she's also the younger sister of Commander Tan's wife," someone nearby recognized her and said.

Upon hearing her introduction, the woman snorted and then introduced herself to them, saying, "My name is Fang Ting. I just arrived here today, and from now on we'll all be neighbors in this compound."

"Hey girl, how do you know this family? Do you know them?" Someone asked curiously, noticing Fang Ting's familiarity with the Wenrou family.

Fang Ting glanced upstairs and snorted coldly, "They? Everyone knows them. That old woman standing next to her, she tried to seduce the old chief. See? Now she's been kicked out."

Fang Ting had only heard some things about Wen Shuzhen from Fang Yuru, and since Wen Rou and Tan Lin were close, she wanted to help her sister, so she disliked Wen Rou very much.

People upstairs and downstairs often chat, and others can hear them.

Everyone was shocked when they heard Fang Ting say this.

"Seduce the old commander? No way!"

They had never heard of such a thing before. If it were true, it would be a huge scandal.

Wenrou and Wen Shuzhen also heard the noise downstairs at this time. Wen Shuzhen didn't care. She had a clear conscience, and no matter what they said, it couldn't hurt her in the slightest.

But Wenrou couldn't swallow this insult. Fang Yuru's sister, right?

She'd like to see just how stubborn she is, daring to spread such obscene rumors.

"Xiao Rou, let it go." Wen Shuzhen knew Wen Rou's temper and quickly stopped her when she saw that she was about to go down to settle accounts with the other party.

"Little aunt, don't worry about it." After saying this gently, she walked down the stairs.

Fang Ting was still talking to the others, completely unaware of the gentle figure descending the stairs behind her.

"Say what you just said again." A gentle voice came from behind Fang Ting.

Upon hearing the voice, Fang Ting turned around and was stunned when she saw Wenrou.

Then, after she came to her senses, she said arrogantly, "So what if I say it once? The whole compound knows about your little aunt seducing the old chief. If she dared to do it, she shouldn't be afraid of what others say."

"Slap..." Fang Ting finished speaking, and a crisp slap rang out.

Fang Ting covered her face, staring in disbelief at the gentle woman before her. "You dare hit me?"

Wenrou looked at her and sneered, "I even dared to hit your sister, let alone you? I don't care who spread the rumors, if I ever hear these words from your mouth again, it won't be as simple as a slap."

Wenrou showed her no mercy whatsoever, and when she looked at Fang Ting, she didn't take her seriously at all.

"My aunt is a martyr's family member, and even some of our former superiors treat her with respect. Who do you think you are, daring to say such things?"

Wenrou's domineering demeanor stunned everyone around her; they hadn't expected the newcomer to have such a temper.

Remembering that they had just talked about her behind Wenrou's back, they were all frightened and quickly turned around and went home.

Unlike Fang Ting, they don't have anyone backing them up.

Fang Ting was not someone to be trifled with. She was spoiled at home, and her older sister was also her lover, so she wasn't afraid of Wenrou at all.

She was slapped, and then raised her hand to slap Wenrou across the face.

Wenrou was no pushover either; she was much stronger than Fang Ting. She reached out and grabbed Fang Ting's arm, throwing her away violently.

"Think carefully about the consequences of spreading rumors about the families of martyrs before you try to lecture me." Wenrou snorted coldly, turned around and went upstairs.

Fang Ting was thrown to the ground. She stared in disbelief at Wenrou's departing figure, her face turning a deep purplish-red with anger.

She had never been beaten like this or suffered such injustice in her entire life.

"Wenrou, you just wait. If you dare hit me, I'll make sure you can't stay here any longer," Fang Ting said fiercely.

After leaving, Fang Ting covered her face and went to complain to Fang Yuru.

Meanwhile, Fang Yuru was also having a major headache because of Tan Lin. Ever since she returned home yesterday, there had been no peace at home.

Not only that, but I was just thinking of firing Aunt Wu.

Wu Ma was her person; how could she bear to fire her?

Seeing Fang Ting come in, Fang Yuru knew that she had just moved here today and she hadn't had time to go see her yet. She didn't expect that Fang Ting would come by herself now.

"Sister, you have to help me, I've been beaten up." Fang Ting cried and complained as soon as she saw Fang Yuru.

Fang Yuru then noticed the injury on her sister's face, and her expression immediately changed. "Who hit you in the face?"