Reborn as a Tough Army Wife

But Luo Zhiyong dared not be sure whether her life would have been perfect without him, or if it was because of all the messy affairs of his family that her life became imperfect.

Fang Pingying, who was feigning sleep with her eyes closed, hadn’t actually fallen asleep, so she could clearly feel the gaze that Luo Zhiyong fixed on her from across the way. To say she didn’t care at all would definitely be a lie, but she was also utterly perplexed as to why he kept looking at her like that after giving up on her; she didn’t see what there was to look at.

Thinking this, Fang Pingying furrowed her brows and simply opened her eyes, meeting Luo Zhiyong’s gaze head-on.

Luo Zhiyong did not expect Fang Pingying to suddenly open her eyes, meeting his gaze so directly, the deep concern in his eyes not yet retracted.

He paused for a moment, then somewhat flustered shifted his gaze away, and as if searching for something to say, asked, "Are you tired?"

Fang Pingying had once been so close to Luo Zhiyong, and she could see the tenderness in his eyes. Her heart was initially touched, but seeing Luo Zhiyong’s haste to avert his eyes when their gazes met made her heart cool again.

She sat up straight, shook her head faintly, "No."

Luo Zhiyong glanced at her and said, "If you’re tired, you can go back to rest early when Uncle Fang arrives. Don’t bother coming over tomorrow morning; a few of us here will be enough."

Fang Pingying didn’t look at him, her gaze fixed on a spot, her expression faintly indifferent, "I know how to handle my affairs."

The unspoken implication was that he need not be overly concerned.

Hearing her cold tone, Luo Zhiyong felt a slight discomfort in his heart. Had he reached the point where she was unwilling even to speak to him in the presence of others?’

But even so, what could he do? Could he selfishly demand her presence back by his side?

Thus, even though it hurt like a knife twisting in his heart, Luo Zhiyong still nodded lightly to show that he had heard Fang Pingying’s words.

Both fell silent for a while before Luo Zhiyong said again, "How have Ruirui and Yaoyao been recently? I am leaving tomorrow noon, and if I have enough time in the morning, I will go back to see Ruirui and Yaoyao."

Although they were no longer together, Fang Pingying had never thought to prevent him from visiting the children. She had said before that as long as Luo Zhiyong had time and gave her notice, he could visit the children anytime, and she wouldn’t object even if he wanted to take them to stay with him for three to five days.

She nodded at Luo Zhiyong, "Okay, you can visit any time tomorrow morning."

"Mm," Luo Zhiyong nodded. After a while, he looked at Fang Pingying, who leaned against the chair, his lips moved as if he wanted to ask if Fang Pingying was doing well with Liu Fengsheng. If she indeed felt good, he would let go completely and take care of some lingering matters between them.

But remembering Fang Pingying’s cool demeanor earlier, he hesitated. In the end, he couldn’t hold back and asked, "Pingying, how have you been lately? Do you feel happy with this life?"

He still couldn’t bring himself to say the name Liu Fengsheng. Just thinking of that man filled him with jealousy, wishing there was no man named Liu Fengsheng in the world.

Fang Pingying, who had been holding back her frustration all night, no, since the New Year’s, suddenly stood up, approached Luo Zhiyong, and looked him directly in the eyes, speaking to him word by word, "Luo Zhiyong, can you stop bothering me?"

Seeing Luo Zhiyong’s frown, seemingly not understanding her, Fang Pingying made her point crystal clear, "Since everyone has decided already, let’s make a clean break in the future. I hope that apart from matters concerning the children, we have no other interactions."

Pausing, as if to convey her determination, she continued, "Moreover, after Guangsheng’s situation is resolved, I’ll have Hong Lan work at the shop, and I’ll hire someone else to take care of the children. When you come back from your trip, we can discuss an arrangement for you to take the kids to your father’s place to visit for a day on a weekend or whenever you’re free, and just bring them back in the evening."

While Fang Pingying spoke these words, Luo Zhiyong was completely stunned.

He had braced himself for the possibility that if Fang Pingying moved on with someone else, there would inevitably be a clear divide between them, but he never thought about how he would face such a situation.

When he finally snapped out of his daze, he didn’t know how to respond. With his mind blank, he could only concisely reply, "Okay."

Hearing that "okay" from his mouth, Fang Pingying admitted to herself that her heart ached terribly, as if her whole heart was suddenly gripped, making it hard for her to breathe. Yet her face showed a light smile, and she took a breath.

To Luo Zhiyong, it seemed like a sigh of relief, but in fact, she felt breathless and was secretly catching her breath.

After that, the two did not speak again, simply waiting silently outside.

Fortunately, it wasn’t long before Fang Ping’an arrived from home with food. He took out two lunch boxes from a basket and handed one to both Luo Zhiyong and Fang Pingying, saying, "Pingying, Zhiyong, your mom made some food, eat it together."

Fang Pingying didn’t take the lunch box, instead taking a net bag from Fang Ping’an and handing it to Luo Zhiyong, "This is for you guys to eat; I’ll eat when I get home."

After saying this, Fang Pingying called Fang Xiu and Zhou Xiaoyan out from the intensive care unit and urged them to eat quickly.

At this moment, even if Fang Xiu managed to swallow some food, it was with difficulty, but they all knew that if they didn’t eat, they couldn’t stay strong to take care of Zhou Guangsheng.

After eating a little, they discussed and decided to have Zhou Xiaoyan make a phone call back home. It’s better to be safe than sorry; if Zhou Guangsheng didn’t make it, he would surely want to see his parents one last time.

However, Fang Pingying told Zhou Xiaoyan not to mention anything about Zhou Guangsheng over the phone. She should only say that they needed the parents to come over to help with Zhou Guangsheng and Fang Xiu’s wedding matters. The old couple would be delighted and willing to come without the worry of rushing in anxiety.

After arranging everything, Fang Pingying returned home with Fang Ping’an. During this time, Fang Pingying and Luo Zhiyong didn’t speak to each other.

On the way home, Fang Ping’an mentioned to Fang Pingying another vexing matter, "Today, Zhiming saw Haohao and suspects that Haohao is his child; he wants to take Haohao to the hospital for a DNA test."

Fang Pingying frowned, "What happened?"

At the same time, Fang Pingying felt a flicker of panic because she had doubted this possibility herself and if one looked closely, one could see that Haohao was increasingly resembling Zhiming. There had been a time when she would also worry, wondering if anyone would discover this.