High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

"Yun Xiaobai, put away your tears!" The young marshal shook her off viciously, got up from her, and stood by the bed, "The person who has the least right to cry in front of me is you."

Xiaobai immediately held back his tears, not daring to cry any more, keeping his eyes open, afraid that tears would fall out if he blinked.

Sniffing, gently rubbing the pinched red chin with one hand, and slowly sat up from the bed.

"Do you like Xu Yi'an so much? Well, let's have a double happiness. On the day I got engaged to Zhuang Rong, you and Xu Yi'an also took care of things together!" The young marshal finished speaking coldly, and glared at her fiercely: "I'm really blind. I like a white-eyed wolf like you. You trample on my feelings for no reason."

"Young commander..." Xiao Bai suddenly looked at him helplessly.

"Put your tears away, I'm sick of seeing it." The young marshal turned around, slammed the door and left.

bang——

The entire door frame shook.

Xiaobai trembled all over, tears rolling down in big ones.

Is she wrong?

Why does the young marshal feel inexplicably sad when he accuses her so much?

Why think of what he said, let her and Xu Yi'an get engaged with them, so painful?

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The next morning, news of an earthquake in a neighboring country swept all the newspaper headlines.

The young marshal looked serious, and left the restaurant in a hurry without eating breakfast. Twenty minutes later, he walked into the restaurant, said that he was about to go on a mission, and left in a hurry.

Zhuang Rong was a little distracted, Jiang Peihua looked at the back of the young marshal leaving in a hurry, "Why are you going on a mission again? Didn't you say you were on vacation?"

Zhuang Rong smiled wryly, "Grandma, I'm afraid the Young Marshal himself took the initiative to invite you."

As for what to do, she probably already guessed.

Luo Anning squeezed the newspaper tightly, lowered her head slowly, and looked at the shocking earthquake scene: "You mean, Xiaoshuai is going to rescue the earthquake?"

Zhuang Rong said softly: "The earthquake was serious, with heavy casualties and property losses. Out of humanitarianism, all countries will donate materials and send rescue teams."

For a while, everyone was silent.

Jiang Peihua's face turned pale, and he leaned on the back of the chair, unable to say a word.

One can imagine how dangerous it is at the earthquake site.

Xiao Bai was even more frightened, the young commander...is he really going to rescue him?

All of a sudden, he lost his appetite, and all his heart was attached to the young marshal who left.

For seven days in a row, domestic news followed and reported the earthquake disaster uninterruptedly.

Local houses were damaged, casualties were heavy, aftershocks continued, and the natural conditions were extremely harsh. The heavy rain even triggered mudslides and flash floods in some areas.

It can be said that the house leak happened to rain overnight, and the harsh natural conditions made rescue more difficult.

After Ah Tian left, the young marshal did not send any news back.

Rong Shao contacted the head of the young marshal, and according to the news, there were no casualties among the front rescuers.

The word "casualty" was as heavy as a shackle, casting a layer of gloom over everyone's faces.

Two weeks later, a phone call came from the imperial capital, and the young marshal was seriously injured and hospitalized!

Jiang Peihua fainted on the spot, and Xiaobai screamed and caught her who fell down.

On the plane to the imperial capital, countless possibilities flashed through Xiaobai's mind, but none of them was acceptable to her.

If possible, she would rather be the one who gets hurt, and hope that the young marshal will be fine.

It was hard for her to describe the pain in her heart.

It was like being stabbed with a knife, making Ling Chi's heart inch by inch.

There was blood on the knife.

She clasped her hands together and prayed to God that the young marshal was safe.

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