Chapter 45: Are you going to break off the engagement with my grandson?

The man, seeing that Cen Anguo didn’t respond, hurriedly added, “It’s the mother of Deputy Battalion Commander Cen… and the younger sister of Deputy Regiment Commander Gu.” He was someone from the camp who had been staying close to Cen Anguo these past days. Since Cen’s mother came by occasionally, he knew she was Cen Anguo’s second daughter-in-law.

As for Song Yiyi, she was already famous in the military. The last time she came to the unit, when she left with Deputy Regiment Commander Gu and Commissar Cen, people had quietly talked about her. Song Yiyi was not only Gu Chengze’s sister but had also dated Deputy Battalion Commander Cen.

That day, when Commissar Cen heard the sentry’s report, he personally went to the door to receive the visitors.

These identities alone made her stand out in the crowd. Most importantly, she had a strikingly beautiful face. The women who came to the military district were basically all military family members, mostly wives or aunts. But someone like Song Yiyi — young, beautiful, with a particularly sweet smile that made people unable to look away — was something they really hadn’t seen before. Few female soldiers in the performing troupe could compare to her.

The screams from the other side continued.

Cen Anguo lowered his head and glanced at Cen Yue’s back, already bloody but still held straight. He frowned and waved his hand, “Go, call them all here.”

The man was about to leave but then signaled to some others nearby. Soon, three people came over together.

When they arrived, Gu Chengze was already trying to break up the fight. Cen’s mother still wanted to use her nails to scratch Song Yiyi a few times, but before her hand even reached out, Gu Chengze intercepted.

Song Yiyi, meanwhile, kicked Cen’s mother’s legs several times. She was unscathed; her delicate face shone under the sunlight, her bright eyes like autumn waters, shimmering lightly.

“Cough, cough, stop fighting,” the lead man quickly said, “Deputy Regiment Commander, the commander wants you all to come.”

The three were sensible enough not to approach. On one hand, women fighting was too uncivilized for them to get involved, and on the other, Deputy Regiment Commander Gu was present. Although the man in front had more authority, Gu Chengze was someone they dealt with every day. No one wanted to offend him.

When Cen’s mother heard this, she suddenly lifted her eyebrows and felt triumphant. She shook her messy hair and snorted through her nose, “How dare you hit me, you dead girl! Later, you won’t get off so easily!”

Song Yiyi was not afraid and calmly tidied her clothes.

Gu Chengze wanted to say something, but Song Yiyi tugged his arm and gently shook her head, “Brother, let’s go.”

It had come to this point; even if Gu Chengze wanted to protect her, it probably wouldn’t work.

Before leaving, Song Yiyi bent down to pick up the net bag tossed on the ground, casually set the lunchbox straight, and carried it in her hand.

At the crucial moment just now, she had also remembered her chicken hot pot and placed it safely aside.

The other three who saw this: “…..”

They exchanged glances, their mouths twitching.

Cen Anguo glanced over and saw Cen’s mother limping, her hair messy like a chicken’s nest, and her clothes disheveled.

Seeing Cen Anguo, Cen’s mother immediately rushed over, howling, “Dad! Dad! Dad!”

Cen Anguo’s face darkened. He scolded sharply, “Get up! What do you think you look like? I’m not dead yet — why are you howling?”

Cen’s mother stopped howling instantly, immediately stood up, and pointed at Song Yiyi, “Dad, she’s Song Yiyi! It was her who instigated them to hit Wenwen! She’s still fighting me here in the military district! Look, look at my hair — she’s pulled it all out! She’s nothing but a shrew!”

Cen Anguo’s dark eyes grew heavy as his gaze landed on Song Yiyi.

Gu Chengze’s first instinct was to shield her behind himself.

Song Yiyi stood still, returning his gaze calmly and steadily.

Cen Anguo was a weathered old man, not as kind as a typical elder. He carried an aura of unspoken authority. His scrutinizing look at Song Yiyi felt more like that of a superior judging a subordinate.

Song Yiyi could even feel a faint killing intent.

Her face was calm, but inwardly she was somewhat shaken.

“You are Song Yiyi,” Cen Anguo spoke, his aura fierce, “You’re the one who broke off the engagement with my grandson?”

Song Yiyi nodded, “Yes. To be exact, it’s already broken off.” Her attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.

Suddenly Cen Anguo laughed out loud, “I heard you failed the college entrance exam and are currently unemployed, staying in the countryside. Why don’t you just go back with your parents?”

Though he appeared to be laughing, every word was sharp and cutting.

Gu Chengze moved Song Yiyi behind himself and spoke first, “I sent her here. So what if she’s unemployed? I can support her.”

Gu Chengze was always polite and well-mannered in front of elders; this was the first time he spoke so sharply to Cen Anguo.

Cen Anguo looked at Gu Chengze without anger; instead, his gaze softened, and he even smiled, “Chengze, after all, she’s not your real sister.”

That one sentence instantly changed Gu Chengze’s expression.

He wanted to say more but was pulled back by Song Yiyi.

“Commander, I want to stay wherever I want. As long as I don’t break the law, there shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Song Yiyi smiled brightly.

“I didn’t pass the college entrance exam. That has nothing to do with breaking off the engagement with your grandson. I broke off with him because he’s immoral, two-timing — he did something wrong.”

She looked Cen Anguo straight in the eyes, curling her lips and enunciating each word:

“Commander, don’t you know your grandson did something wrong?”

A flash of coldness passed through Cen Anguo’s eyes.

Song Yiyi pretended not to notice, then pointed at Cen Yue lying on the ground with blood on his back, feigning surprise:

“The one who made a mistake is Deputy Battalion Commander Cen. Why is Commissar Cen the one being punished? Even if a son’s faults are the father’s fault, Commissar Cen isn’t Deputy Battalion Commander Cen’s father!”

Cen Anguo’s face darkened completely.

With one sentence, Song Yiyi insulted several people.

Cen Anguo was the father, Cen Lao’er was also a father, but Cen Yue was not. And Cen Yue was the only one being punished.

Cen Anguo said he was disciplining his son, but which son was he supposed to be disciplining?

Song Yiyi was essentially saying he couldn’t tell right from wrong.

Cen’s mother, sensing the bad atmosphere, rolled her eyes several times and cursed at Song Yiyi:

“Shut up! My husband is managing the family. Our Wenwen is innocent!”

Why did Cen Anguo hit Cen Yue?

Simply because he thought Cen Yue had gone too far — it was just a minor misconduct, but it caused a stir throughout the entire district.

Cen Bowen’s mistakes affected the family’s reputation.

“If he did nothing wrong, why was he punished?”

Song Yiyi’s face instantly turned cold.

“That apology letter was forced on him! Or are the many eyes in the guesthouse all blind? Or is Commissar Cen taking revenge on his nephew because of a grudge?!”

Every sentence she said was both unspoken and unheard.

No matter how one interpreted Song Yiyi’s words, they ultimately pushed Cen Anguo to the wrong side.

If Cen Bowen was at fault, then Cen Yue’s punishment was justified. Why should Cen Anguo have hit Cen Yue?

If Cen Bowen was innocent and Cen Yue abused his power, then why did Cen Anguo only punish Cen Yue? Shouldn’t it have been handled by the military?