Military Marriage: Young Master Han's Intriguing Wife

I heard that his Qingmei ran away with someone on the eve of the wedding,
I heard that his rival in love is the CEO of a certain large group,
I heard that he must find a bride candidate within three months...
Song Lingzi gritted her teeth and decided to marry this cannon fodder man to change the fate of the leftover woman in her previous life.
On the wedding night of the bridal chamber, the groom walked in and said coolly to Song Lingzi, "I will never fall in love with you in this life."
Song Lingzi took off the diamond necklace and said casually, "Don't worry, I won't fall in love with an iceberg either."
Suddenly, Song Lingzi was thrown onto the bed, "What are you doing?"
"Festival night in the bridal chamber, what do you think you can do?" the man said.
"Get lost, go find your green plum!" Song Lingzi pushed the man's chest away.
He was an iron-blooded soldier on the battlefield and an invincible commander, but he fell a big somersault on the road of love.
On the eve of the wedding, he was dumped by his childhood sweetheart. In order to maintain the dignity of the soldier, he chose to carry the wedding to the end.
He thought that what he married back was a high-end decoration, but he never thought that she was a wild cat with hidden claws.
"Husband, I heard someone say something today." Song Lingzi stood at the door in xinggan pajamas.
"What's the matter?" Seeing his wife's alluring appearance, Han Shaoting wished to put her to death on the spot.
"They said that good cabbage was overwhelmed by pigs." Song Lingzi laughed arrogantly.
Han Shaoting pressed her under him and blew hot air: "It's a pity that my peerless Chinese cabbage made you a pig with no eyes..."
The tsundere leftover girl VKs the devil instructor, whoever loses and who wins?

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