Chapter 7: Proactively Admitting—She Is My Fiancée  

Zhou Chongshan restrained himself with immense self-control, forcing his gaze away.  

At the same time, he removed the military jacket from his body and draped it over Jiang Rou.  

In a deep voice, he instructed: “Put on the clothes first.”  

Clothes?  

What clothes?  

Wasn’t she already wearing clothes?  

Jiang Rou’s delicate face was filled with confusion.  

She quickly lowered her head to check and only then realized that her clothes were completely soaked, revealing the contours of her figure.  

“Ah!”  

She had been seen!  

Jiang Rou let out a short cry of alarm.  

Hurriedly, she grabbed the collar of Zhou Chongshan’s military jacket, wrapping it tightly around her chest, not leaving even the smallest gap.  

At the same time, a deep blush spread rapidly across her face.  

This was too embarrassing!  

While overwhelmed with shame, Jiang Rou did not forget about the two children she was looking for.  

“The children…”  

As soon as she spoke, Jiang Rou caught sight of two small figures standing behind Zhou Chongshan.  

One slightly taller, the other shorter.  

But both were tiny, clinging closely to each other.  

These were the two orphaned children of Zhou Chongshan’s fallen comrade, whom he had adopted.  

When Zhou Chongshan enlisted in the army, he was still very young and was taken care of by two older comrades from his village.  

Even on the battlefield, those two comrades always protected him.  

Over time, the three of them became as close as real brothers.  

Unfortunately, before they could see the war’s victory, both of his comrades perished on the battlefield, leaving behind a son and a daughter.  

The older one was six years old and named Zhou Xiaochuan.  

Zhou Xiaochuan’s father had been too poor to marry a woman from a decent family, so he had wed a woman who had once been humiliated by a village bully.  

Even after marriage, with her husband’s care, the woman’s mental state remained unstable due to the trauma she had suffered.  

The villagers called her the “crazy woman.”  

When Zhou Xiaochuan was born, the villagers claimed that madness was contagious. Since his mother was a crazy woman, they said he must be a “little crazy one.”  

Thus, Zhou Xiaochuan was given the nickname “little crazy one” and was constantly bullied by the other children.  

As he grew older and became capable of protecting himself and his mother, the wildness in his bones gradually awakened.  

Despite being only six years old, the way this little boy looked at Jiang Rou carried a dark, feral fierceness—like a wolf cub born to the wild.  

In fact, Zhou Xiaochuan’s expression bore a striking resemblance to Zhou Chongshan’s when he threw opponents over his shoulder in combat.  

Even their facial features shared similarities.  

Anyone unaware of the truth might mistake Zhou Xiaochuan for Zhou Chongshan’s own son.  

A wolf cub like this, if sent to the military, would undoubtedly become a prime candidate for a special forces sniper.  

Unfortunately…  

In the original story, Zhou Xiaochuan met a tragic end.  

Years later, in an attempt to protect his younger sister, he accidentally stabbed two thugs who had harassed her.  

To preserve his sister’s reputation, he refused to reveal what those men had done.  

As a result, he was convicted of intentional homicide and sentenced to death, dying young.  

And that younger sister was the little girl beside him.  

She was four years old and named Zhou Xiaohua.  

Zhou Xiaohua’s background was equally tragic.  

Simply put, because her mother had failed to give birth to a grandson and her husband was not around, her mother-in-law constantly beat her. In the end, she was beaten to death.  

This scene was witnessed by a young Zhou Xiaohua.  

The traumatic event left a profound impact on her. Once a normal child, she stopped speaking entirely.  

Later, when Zhou Xiaochuan was sentenced, Zhou Xiaohua suffered another emotional blow.  

She remained trapped in depression until, still young, she passed away from it.  

But at this moment…  

Zhou Xiaochuan and Zhou Xiaohua were still just small children.  

Zhou Chongshan had taken them in and brought them to the island.  

However, as the commander of a military unit, he had to train soldiers, oversee the island’s development, build roads, and construct bridges—none of which he could neglect.  

He was so busy that he barely had a moment to rest, unable to spare much attention for them.  

The little wolf cub and the little mute could only rely on each other for warmth.  

It was precisely because of the dangerous presence of the little wolf cub that Xu Chunxiang did not dare to openly abuse the children. At most, she would deprive them of food.  

At this moment…  

Seeing the unfamiliar Jiang Rou, Zhou Xiaochuan immediately assumed she was the same kind of woman as Xu Chunxiang.  

He was guarded and wary.  

His deep, dark eyes locked onto her with a piercing gaze.  

At the same time, he gripped the little girl’s hand tightly, refusing to let go.  

Jiang Rou did not mind Zhou Xiaochuan’s attitude. Instead, she merely sighed inwardly, recalling the original storyline of these two children.  

Their deaths had merely served to justify the original female lead giving birth to her own children.  

And not just one—she had triplets, both sons and daughters.  

It was truly a plot-driven tragedy, making one sigh with regret.  

As the brief silence settled over them…  

In the courtyard, Xu Chunxiang had long been unable to hold back.  

Her eyes flickered with calculation, and an idea formed in her mind. She hurriedly walked toward Zhou Chongshan.  

As soon as Xu Chunxiang opened her mouth, she cried out—  

“Big Brother Zhou! It was this woman! She refused to let Xiaochuan and Xiaohua inside and deliberately locked them out!”  

What a classic case of the guilty party striking first.  

The moment Jiang Rou heard this, she immediately understood.  

Xu Chunxiang must have realized there was someone inside the house earlier and had been eager to enter and assert her authority as the lady of the house.  

In doing so, she had forgotten about the two children outside.  

Coincidentally, Zhou Chongshan had returned at that moment and found Zhou Xiaochuan and Zhou Xiaohua left outside.  

Fearing that Zhou Chongshan would question her and that her standing in his eyes might be affected, Xu Chunxiang had chosen to preemptively accuse someone else.  

Meanwhile, Zhou Xiaochuan was cold, aloof, and reluctant to speak, while Zhou Xiaohua was a little mute who couldn’t speak at all.  

No one would be able to expose Xu Chunxiang’s lies.  

On the contrary, she could even use the children as witnesses.  

Even if Jiang Rou had nine mouths, she wouldn’t be able to explain herself.  

A woman who mistreated children was someone Zhou Chongshan would never like.  

Jiang Rou had already seen through Xu Chunxiang’s scheme.  

But she remained unhurried, not bothering to defend herself.  

Instead, her gaze shifted to Zhou Chongshan, curious about how this man would react.  

“Big Brother Zhou, I swear it’s true! You have to believe me. She even said she wanted to kick me out! I am Xiaochuan and Xiaohua’s teacher!”  

Xu Chunxiang accused her again with unwavering confidence.  

However…  

Zhou Chongshan simply responded in a low voice: “I understand.”  

“Big Brother Zhou, she—”  

Before Xu Chunxiang could continue, Zhou Chongshan cut her off, his tone carrying an undeniable authority.  

“I said, I understand. Since Xiaochuan and Xiaohua are fine, this matter ends here. But it will not happen again.”  

As he spoke, his eyes were as cold as frost, his dark gaze fixed on Xu Chunxiang.  

It was obvious.  

That sentence was directed at Xu Chunxiang.  

At the same time, it implied that he knew the truth of the matter. He also knew that the person who had forgotten the child outside the door was Xu Chunxiang, not Jiang Rou.  

Jiang Rou immediately saw through this.  

She even suspected that Zhou Zhongshan had stood outside for a while and overheard the conversation between her and Xu Chunxiang.  

Only Xu Chunxiang remained oblivious to what was happening.  

She refused to let it go and kept muttering: “How can this just be dismissed like that? Big Brother Zhou, who exactly is she?”  

“She is Jiang Rou, my fiancée.”  

Zhou Zhongshan spoke without hesitation, his voice firm and unwavering.  

Each word, carried by his magnetic voice, fell heavily.  

Upon hearing this, Jiang Rou’s eyes instantly lit up.  

Not long ago, this man had been talking about canceling the engagement and sending her away from the island. Yet now, he was openly acknowledging her identity.  

And he even said it directly in front of Xu Chunxiang and the child.  

Could it be that this old man had already changed his mind so quickly?  

Xu Chunxiang, however, could hardly believe her ears.  

Fiancée…  

Zhou Zhongshan was getting married?  

Where had this mysterious woman suddenly appeared from?!  

Then what about her?  

She was supposed to become the Commander’s Wife!  

Xu Chunxiang pursed her lips, her eyes blazing with anger as she glared resentfully at Jiang Rou.  

But Zhou Zhongshan took a large step forward, positioning himself between Jiang Rou and Xu Chunxiang.  

His broad shoulders blocked Xu Chunxiang’s hostile gaze toward Jiang Rou.  

At the same time, he gestured for Xu Chunxiang to leave.  

“Now that the child is home, Xu Chunxiang, you may leave as well.”  

Under Zhou Zhongshan’s overwhelming presence, Xu Chunxiang found herself unable to utter a word of refusal.  

Her face turned ashen, and she staggered as she walked out.  

The moment she stepped over the threshold, she lost her balance due to her unfamiliarity with her high heels, causing her to stumble forward.  

She nearly fell flat on her face.

Zhou Zhongshan’s thick eyebrows furrowed deeply.  

He spoke bluntly: “Xu Chunxiang, you are the teacher of Xiaochuan and Xiaohua. You should lead by example. Please refrain from wearing shoes that hinder movement while working.”  

Hearing the man say this in such a serious tone, Jiang Rou’s lips twitched, and she nearly burst out laughing.  

How could a thirty-year-old man look somewhat adorable while saying something so stern?  

When Zhou Zhongshan closed the door and turned around, he happened to catch Jiang Rou’s smile before she could hide it.  

Her red lips curved slightly, revealing faint dimples.  

She was still wearing his military jacket—so oversized that it completely enveloped her slender frame.  

Just as Jiang Rou had suspected, Zhou Zhongshan had indeed overheard the conversation in the courtyard earlier.  

He had also heard Jiang Rou’s concern for the child.  

He had seen the way she had rushed out without hesitation, filled with worry and urgency.  

That expression had been genuine—there was no pretense.  

Could it be that everything she had said before had truly come from the heart?  

For the first time, the fortress of Zhou Zhongshan’s hardened heart wavered.  

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